我必须承认,在空中收到一封情书还是头一回。
说是情书更像是short creative writing.
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#出差故事
全英文
P.s 背景音乐当然不会选择土“Love is in the air"...
Once in a blue moon, it happens. In a foreign city.
Reading through your briefing papers over coffee. Or the airline check in counter.
A stranger catches your eye.
Your gut kicks. And everything comes to a grinding halt. The noise stills. Peripheral vision fades out the swarming crowds.
There's nothing me too about the look.
It isn’t the hungry gaze of a stranger who wants to taste your skin. Nor is it the wide eyed enchantment of one felled by something exotic for the first time.
It's the shock of recognition. An unspoken kinship. An irrational attraction. You can feel your heart tugging in the stranger's direction.
But you've never met!
This is ridiculous.
You look away.
You're tired. It's just your system glitching.
You look back.
The stranger is watching you too. Not a beat missed.
A thrumming chord of energy connects you both. An invisible circuit, powered by eye contact.
An entire life is lived together in the seconds that pass.
And then it's broken.
It's your turn to be served. You move quickly.
But throw one last look at your 2 minute beloved.
And a shy smile.
The stranger returns the smile, bowing slightly in receipt of the gift.
Then the connection is sundered.
Your lives continue.
In parallel dimensions.