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夜已经深了，周围的一切仿佛都已停下了忙碌的脚步，所有的都归于平静，唯有心底起伏的思绪萦绕残留……
The night was deep, all around as if the busy footsteps were stopped, all were quiet, only the ups and downs of the mind lingered...
灯火灰暗，又一次坐在熟悉而又陌生的床头写信给你。久久驻立，一向自以为才思横溢的我竟然不知道应该从何落笔，千言万语汇成一句话：L，真的好想你，好想好想！！
The lights are dark and once again, I am sitting in a familiar and strange bedside writing to you. Long standing, always thought of creativeness Smirnov I didn't know where to write, thousands and thousands of words merged into one sentence: L, I really miss you, I miss!!
记不清这是写给你的第几封信，也不知道这会不会是最后一封。但一想到“最后”二字，心底就会有一种莫名的疼痛，泪水也就不自觉地模糊了双眼……
I don't know if this is the first letter to you, and I don't know if it's the last one. But the thought of "last" two words, the bottom of the heart will have a kind of inexplicable pain, tears will not consciously blurred the eyes...
L，你应该知道，我是爱你的，刻铭骨心的那种。
L, you should know, I love you, the heart of the inscription.
我也一直认为你是我生命中的最爱，而我也是你的最爱，你会陪我走到生命的最远，陪我看最美的风景。可我没有想到，我全身心的投入，甚至于用生命去呵护的所谓爱情，竟然是如此的不堪一击。