Dear Miss C,Where do I begin to tell the story...? I don't know. I even don't know when the story did start. You came into my sight as a coy and amenable girl that hadn't touched me more. Perhaps when the tall guy invited you to dance last october, your clumsy gaits impressed me. A naive in the metropolis, a lotus out of the mud, an impeccable cherub. Yes, Impeccable. As somebody said,"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly." And I see I have fallen in love....The transport has faded away, and only the blessing is left for you. I hope that somebody would love you as deep as I and give you a more wealthy and blissful life. And I shall just be there. Whenever you reach for me, I would do what I can.Good night, my lady.May you be always in the prime of years!Your humble,Aumium Sun