Colorful years

After seeing the two beautiful nurses off, Zhang Cong gently closed the door, then slowly walked to his desk and sat down. A resolute look shone in his eyes, as if he had made an important decision at that moment.

In the realm of personal emotions, Zhang Cong knew he could no longer remain passive as before. If he continued in this state, he would only be constantly disturbed by others and might even miss out on the happiness that truly belonged to him.

He believes it's time to take the initiative and bravely pursue the love in his heart; only in this way can he truly control his emotional destiny.

His thoughts drifted back to his university days, when Sister Ling was like a warm angel, offering him selfless help. Sister Ling's image grew ever clearer in his mind; every smile, every word of encouragement from her shone like a bright star, illuminating his path forward.

After thinking quietly for a moment, Zhang Cong finally made up his mind to pick up his pen and write a love letter to Sister Ling, expressing his deepest feelings without reservation.

In his letter, he wrote with deep affection:

Dear Xiaoling:

On this tranquil night, gently caressed by starlight, I pick up my pen with immense courage and trembling hands to write this letter, brimming with my sincere emotions and deep affection. I sincerely hope that it, like a light white dove, will carry my heartfelt sincerity and deep feelings, traverse the silence and profundity of this night, gently land in your heart, take root, sprout, and bloom into magnificent flowers.

Although we share the same surname, Zhang, we are not closely related. It seems like a clever arrangement of fate that has brought us together with an indescribable connection. In my heart, you are not just an ordinary person, but the gentlest and most radiant light in my life. You are like a guiding light, illuminating my path forward and preventing me from feeling lost or hesitant on my journey through life.

I still remember the moment we first met. Your smile was like the brightest and warmest sunshine in spring, gentle yet powerful, not dazzling, but enough to melt my once cold heart instantly. At that moment, I knew that you would be an extremely important person in my life.

Your wisdom is like a deep ocean, containing endless treasures; your kindness is like a gentle spring breeze, warming everyone's heart; your independence is like a towering mountain peak, resilient and awe-inspiring. Every one of your virtues shines like a brilliant star in my heart, drawing me ever closer to you.

During my four years at university, your selfless help to me has earned my deepest respect and gratitude. Back then, I often encountered various difficulties and setbacks in my studies and life, and you always lent a helping hand and gave me encouragement and support when I needed it most.

Every encouragement and every bit of help you give is like spring rain nourishing my heart, allowing me to keep moving forward on the path of growth.

As the years have quietly passed, I've gradually realized that my feelings for you are no longer just simple admiration and respect. I've begun to yearn to share every little moment of life with you, whether it's joyful laughter or sorrowful tears; I hope that in every important moment, you can be by my side, witnessing those precious moments together.

This emotion, like a mountain stream, may lack grandeur, but it possesses a profound and enduring power. It flows quietly in my heart, taking root, sprouting, and eventually growing into a towering tree that occupies the entire space of my soul.

I know that expressing such sincere feelings requires immense courage and may involve unknown outcomes. However, I am even more convinced that sincerity and courage deserve respect and cherishing.

I am willing to cherish this hard-won relationship with all my heart, and to understand and respect every decision you make, no matter what it is.

If you're willing, I hope we can explore the unknown future together. Whether it's a raging storm or bright sunshine, I hope we can hold hands, heart to heart, and walk through every stage of life together.

I believe that as long as we rely on each other and support one another, nothing can stop us from moving forward.

Of course, I completely understand that this request may have come too suddenly for you, catching you off guard. I don't demand an immediate answer from you; I just want you to know that somewhere in this world, there is someone watching you from afar, silently waiting for you.

I am willing to give you enough time and space to think, to feel, and to make a decision that best reflects your true inner thoughts.

No matter when or where, I will always be the one who most wants you to be happy. Your happiness will be my greatest wish in life.

Finally, I hope this letter will be like a gentle breeze, softly blowing across the lake of your heart, stirring up ripples. I look forward to writing our own beautiful chapter together, making our story the most moving legend in the world.

I will always keep you in my heart.

张聪

August 1983, 10

Zhang Cong finally finished the heartfelt love letter. He let out a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He carefully picked up the letter, which exuded a faint scent of ink, as if holding a priceless heart, and solemnly placed it slowly into the envelope he had prepared beforehand.

Then, in his neatest handwriting, he carefully wrote Xiaoling's address on the envelope, stroke by stroke. Every stroke was filled with his longing and anticipation; it seemed that these simple words could convey the deep emotions surging within him.

After doing all this, Zhang Cong, with a heart full of trepidation yet also hope, walked with firm yet somewhat hurried steps towards the entrance of the county committee. The green mailbox stood there quietly, like a faithful messenger waiting to receive this special letter.