The process of how we met wasn't interesting, but life is long, and how we met doesn't matter anymore.
Now all I want is to create more beautiful memories with you and experience more things together with you, whom I love.
You'll stay by my side like you do now, right?
From Ai Haibara/Shiho Miyano.
After reading the contents of the love letter, Kwang-woo's face was full of smiles.
It was Ai Haibara's first time writing a love letter, and she was a little nervous. After Kousuke finished reading it, she said to him:
"This is the first time I've written something like this, so you can't say it's bad if it's not well written."
“How could it be bad?” Kōyū looked up at Ai and smiled at her, saying, “It’s really well written.”
He turned back to look at the contents of the love letter again and said seriously:
"I was quite touched."
"I like it very much."
"Neither this love letter nor the person who wrote it."
"Mmm," Ai replied softly.
"When did you write this love letter?" Kōyū asked Ai again, "Was it written within these last three days?"
"no."
After denying it, Ai explained it to Kousuke:
"Actually, I decided to write this for you when I was at my sister's house."
"I wanted to give it to you sooner, but I haven't finished writing it yet."
"I didn't know how to write a love letter, so I thought I'd type it out on the computer first and then write it down by hand,"
"You even bumped into me a few times while I was writing."
Upon hearing Ai mention it, Kōyū remembered it, chuckled softly, and said:
"So that's what you were writing those times. I thought you were researching an antidote."
"I was taking a break then, and I wanted to finish writing it for you as soon as possible."
After a brief pause, Ai continued speaking to Kousuke:
"But every time I turn on my computer and try to type out the content, I can't help but get distracted."
"Usually an hour has passed, and I still haven't come up with many words."
"Let me explain, I wasn't spacing out, I was... thinking about you."
Just that one sentence made Guangyou feel his whole heart melt.
He exaggeratedly clutched his chest, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his face, and said:
"You said you couldn't write, but just that one sentence makes me..."
"Super satisfied, super happy, super blissful."
Hehehe...
At this moment, Ai's cheeks were already flushed pink. Although her hair helped to cover them, Kousuke still took in her adorable appearance.
He suddenly thought of getting up from the edge of the bed and said to Ai:
"Then I'll write you a letter too."
"Now?" Ai, not caring about being embarrassed, looked at Kousuke with some surprise.
"Um."
Sitting down in the chair in front of the desk, he took a blank sheet of paper from the table, turned around and said to Ai, "Don't peek before you finish writing," and then started writing.
Including the time spent thinking, it took Guangyou almost an hour to complete the love letter.
He folded the love letter and handed it to Ai, saying to her:
"Due to time constraints, I didn't write much, but every word I wrote was from the heart."
"Um."
Ai was really looking forward to Guangyou's impromptu love letter.
She unfolded it and began to read it carefully:
To the important you:
This is the first love letter you've ever received, and it's also the first time I've ever written anything to express my feelings.
The original ideas and words were completely forgotten the moment I picked up the pen.
To be honest, I don't know how to write a love letter either, so I'll just write one for you in the same style as yours.
Please forgive my clumsy writing; I cannot express my truest feelings. I hope you can understand.
A person's life is very short, like a spring breeze brushing against willows or a white horse flashing past a crack in the wall.
I once thought pessimistically yet with unwavering certainty that I would probably never meet the person who would save me from wandering aimlessly and having no one to rely on.
But it was like a miracle that I met you.
Looking back on the time we've known each other, even now, I sometimes feel like it's a dream.
Meeting you is like a gift from God.
Your arrival has brought me joy for a long time.
From the moment you appeared before me, agreed to be with me, and held my hand, I began to look forward to this short life.
If I could walk this path hand in hand with you, I would be so happy, wouldn't I?
I think the answer is yes.
I once said I would grow old with you, but there's something else I haven't told you:
After I hold your hand, I often long to grow old.
If we could project our entire lives onto a screen like a movie, even knowing the ending beforehand, I would still eagerly press the fast-forward button until the very end.
I would like to see the movie end with the two of us, now with white hair, sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace, reminiscing about our younger days.
After weathering so many storms, we've finally seen the sunshine.
We have plenty of time ahead of us and will experience many ordinary and mundane things:
We will witness the flowers blooming again in spring;
They would sit in the shade of a tree to cool off on a hot summer day;
You will see the first golden ginkgo leaf fall in autumn;
They would put their hands in each other's hands to keep warm in winter;
There are many more...
...
Ultimately, everything we do because we 'like' will become 'liking' itself.
You said I'm like a ray of light, and that you're lucky to have met me. Actually, I'm also incredibly fortunate to have met you in this world.
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