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On their way upstairs, they ran into a neighbor in the elevator, and the two didn't dare to talk anymore. Only after entering their home did Lu Nanting speak in a low voice:
"So how did you reject this senior brother?"

Gu Lanxi glanced at him, crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, raised an eyebrow, and read her reply aloud in an extremely elegant tone:
A Polite Refusal Note: Reflections on Love and Life
[Name]:
Seeing this letter is like seeing you in person.

As Camus once said, the world is absurd, and man must confront this absurdity.

To me, this sudden love is like an accident in this absurd world.

It's not that it's not beautiful; on the contrary, your enthusiasm and sincerity, as pure as the Steppenwolf's pursuit of the beauty of humanity in Hesse's novel, moved me deeply.

But I know that life's choices are like choosing a direction on a fork in the road; every step is related to the future.

In my current life plan, self-realization and personal growth are the peaks I am striving to climb.

Nietzsche advocated that we should become Übermensch, transcending our mediocre selves. I also yearn to continue to dive deep into the ocean of knowledge and constantly transform myself through self-exploration.

If I were to enter into a romantic relationship right now, I might, as Schopenhauer described, fall into the "pendulum of life," wavering between the passion of love and the trivialities of daily life, deviating from my predetermined path of growth.

I understand that love can empower people in many situations, but for me right now, it feels more like a variable that might disrupt my inner peace.

I cherish your feelings and respect your courage to express your love, but unfortunately, I cannot give you the response you expect.

May you find that special someone in your future life journey who truly resonates with your soul, someone with whom you can traverse absurdity and create a world of meaning unique to you both.

And I will carry this warm memory with me as I continue to move forward firmly on my life's journey.

Gu Lanxi

Date: [Date]

It must be said that Gu Lanxi's reply was quite appropriate.

Although she rejected him, I imagine that the senior brother wouldn't hold a grudge against her after receiving her reply.

However, after hearing this, Lu Nanting felt like he was being overwhelmed by acid!
These love letters offer a glimpse into the kind of people Gu Lanxi surrounds herself with.

This was just what Gu Lanxi had read to him; who knows how many more she had said behind his back.

"You even remember the date perfectly!!!"

Was that senior brother important to her?
Not only did she consider his feelings, but she also remembered everything between them perfectly!

Lu Nanting suddenly felt incredibly wronged!

In my mind, a little person is rolling around and crying wildly, yelling, "I'm going to make a scene! I'm going to make a scene! I'm going to make a scene!!!" But in reality, I only dare to mutter quietly with a long face.

I'm so angry!
Gu Lanxi was speechless: "Please, I wrote it down word by word, how could I not remember it?"

After saying that, he bent down directly.

The house is very clean, and someone comes to clean it regularly. My suitcase has already been delivered and is placed in the entryway.

Gu Lanxi opened the shoe cabinet and saw a pair of pink new slippers. She took them out, put them on, and started wandering around the room with her hands behind her back.

This house is quite large, with eight rooms, and is where Mrs. Lu stays when she visits her parents' home. However, since no one lives here most of the time, there is no housekeeper.

Although Lu Nanting felt awkward, he still dragged his suitcase and led Gu Lanxi to his room.

It was a south-facing secondary bedroom with a private bathroom.

Once inside the bedroom, Gu Lanxi opened her suitcase, found some clothes, and prepared to take a shower. Lu Nanting, on the other hand, took out the dirty clothes he had worn over the past few days and was about to take them to the laundry room to wash.

Before leaving, I tried to hold back, but I couldn't help it and asked her, feeling wronged, "Why did you deliberately tell me all this today?"

He had received many love letters since childhood, but he never read them or replied to them.

Gu Lanxi read them carefully and wrote back to them very seriously each time.

Despite not being a philosophy major, she wrote a rather philosophical letter when rejecting that senior student.

I'm so jealous!
Even though those people were rejected and he was the victor, he was still insanely jealous!
He hated that Gu Lanxi was wasting her time on other men, even if it was just to say no in a more dignified way.

Gu Lanxi, carrying a change of clothes, walked into the bathroom, leaning against the door and turning back to look at him:
“I’ve received so many love letters, but none of them were signed by you, so tell me, why am I telling you this?”

After saying that, he turned around and closed the bathroom door.

Lu Nanting was stunned for a moment, then a big smile suddenly bloomed on his face.

He ran over and banged on the door: "Hey! Why are you being so awkward? Can't you just say it directly? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

Gu Lanxi didn't reply, and turned the water on full blast.

Say it directly?
How to say?
"Hey! Hurry up and write me a love letter, I want to see it! Now! Right now! Immediately!" (ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~
She's not a bandit; she's not in a robbery-style love affair.

She would never say such a thing.

That night, the two of them stayed alone in the big house. Without the disturbance of the staff or the pressure from the production team, they both went a little crazy.

In the latter half of the night, Gu Lanxi fell asleep from exhaustion, but Lu Nanting was still very excited.

He lay on his side, his hand on the pillow, tracing his wife's face with his eyes. He reached out and lifted her chin with the base of his thumb, then lowered his head and kissed her high, straight nose repeatedly.

Normally, a slap would have already landed on his face.

But Gu Lanxi was sleeping soundly at the moment.

She has a very delicate appearance, and when she closes her eyes quietly, she looks completely harmless.

Her long, thick, black hair was spread out on the pillow, making her look like a porcelain doll.

Lu Nanting's heart was filled with tenderness, which continued to brew.

I quietly got up at 1:30 a.m.

He went to the study, found paper and pen, and worked hard for two hours, using more than a dozen sheets of paper, repeatedly revising and copying, finally writing his first love letter to Gu Lanxi.

Completely exhausted the night before, Gu Lanxi didn't wake up until after 10 a.m. the next day.

When she woke up, Lu Nanting was holding her from behind, just like every other day before.

Thankfully, summer is over, so sleeping like this won't be hot anymore.

Gu Lanxi had arranged to have lunch with some familiar relatives from her maternal family. Seeing that it was getting late, she yawned, got up, and stretched.

Seeing that Lu Nanting was still asleep, she didn't urge him, but got up and planned to wash up and put on makeup first.

Then she found a letter lying next to her pillow.

The white A4 paper was simply cut and folded into an envelope, and a piece of red brocade cut from somewhere was shaped into a heart and used to seal the envelope.

In this fast-paced era, there are still many romantic people who are willing to pursue their beloved girls in a more classical way.

Gu Lanxi received many love letters; some were handed directly to her, some were taken out of her desk, some were tucked into her books, and some were placed in her pencil case...

This was the first time someone had placed it next to her pillow so she could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.

Gu Lanxi didn't touch it. She quietly got up, took her phone from the bedside table, and took a close-up picture of it.

With a heart full of joy, he picked up the envelope and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Sitting on the living room sofa, ready to disassemble it, she hesitated again.

If she doesn't open it, she can imagine that it contains all the romance in the world, but if she doesn't open it, her curiosity will be like a slow poison, making her feel restless and irritated.

Considering that Weibo hadn't been active for a long time, and Mei Jie said that the brand valued data very much, Gu Lanxi had a change of heart and decided to take advantage of the popularity of the couple's variety show to boost the data.

I initially thought of posting the photo directly on Weibo and then starting a poll on whether or not to remove it, but I felt that would be too pretentious and not good for my public image, so I changed my mind.

This house was part of her mother-in-law's dowry. It's an old house that's over forty years old, and the decoration is the same as before, in the Chinese style that older generations of Cantonese people love.

The living room is furnished entirely with mahogany furniture, and because it's cold, red brocade cushions and backrests have been laid out.

Gu Lanxi searched through the items one by one and finally found a square gap under a certain mat.

She's quite good at cutting; she deliberately avoided areas with patterns.

I took a serious photo and posted it along with the previous one.

Before my mother-in-law finds out, can anyone tell me where I can buy this kind of satin?

By the time she finished washing up, there were already over two thousand comments, and the most liked comment was surprisingly from her mother-in-law:

"Good child, don't look anymore. This is part of my dowry that your great-grandfather prepared for me when he was alive. He specially commissioned a silk tapestry craftsman to make it for me."

Good heavens, it's kesi (silk tapestry)!!
Gu Lanxi immediately forgot about opening the letter and rushed back to the bedroom to wake Lu Nanting up.

What a spendthrift son!
Who would have thought that something from several decades ago would look so new?

But then I thought about it again, and those things I saw in the museum yesterday, some hundreds of years old, were still incredibly bright and beautiful, so it didn't seem strange anymore. (End of Chapter)