推.赵磊：月光谱奏情诗

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/Dear Zhao Lei,

I'm the one who wrote the letter, though you may not know who I am.

After all, I don't have any communication with you in life.

This is the 101st love poem I wrote to you.

It should be the last time.

I don't feel like writing love poems today. I just came to say goodbye.

One, I don't know if I have a satisfactory result before I don't do it.

I'm leaving.

I really like you very much, but it seems that this love will have a great impact on your life.

And I never got any response.

Unrequited love is really too hard, I already want to give up. ...

I'm sorry if what happened before affected your life. I won't bother you again.

Finally, I decided to use my real name to show you the truth.

I, Siren, like you Zhao Lei for a long time.

For a long time, I don't know how long. Anyway, I have chosen to give up.

May you always be healthy.

Siren writes. /

赵磊看着这封信一愣。虽然说，收到英文信这对他来说也已经很正常了。毕竟这英文信永远只出自一个人只手，只是她从来也没有说明自己是谁，只在第一封英文信上写了一句话。

“我用英文写只是因为不知道你平日能收到多少封情书，但我想用一个独特的方式，让你知道写的人是我。虽然我并不打算让你知道我叫什么名字。因为我想我并没有足够多的勇气能接受你避开我的程度。”

可这次并不同，他看到的第一个词，就是署名。

这个署名他认识也知道。他不知道会不会有人和她重名，但他认识的，只有一个。

那个人，也是自己一直都很喜欢的人。

但好像发现，突然的就联系不上她了。那她到底去哪里了...谁都联系不上。

又像失联，又像...从未出现过一般。