Essence [to] shallow, cold and small shallow

Shallow: Hello. I have been hesitating whether to write you this letter. After much deliberation, I finally decided to put pen to paper. Once I picked up my phone to type, I couldn't stop. I didn't add any adjectives before your name, just like your personality—shallow, not showing much color, faint, leaving no trace. You might like the minimalist style, right? We haven't known each other for long, from December 13 to today, just a short half month. Although short, quite a lot has happened in these two weeks. I remember the first time I saw you was the second day after I returned to the forum. Do you know? I was actually first attracted by this ID, 33636, haha, so easy to remember. I envy you for having a good ID. I casually clicked on your profile and while browsing your posts, I found your free-for-all thread. After reading it carefully, I was amazed by your high level of writing. Excited, I wanted to upvote the post but then saw your note. Unexpectedly, Shallow is at a fourth-grade education level. It felt incredible. At that time, the free-for-all thread was posted in the wrong section, the feelings forum, and no one paid attention. In the replies to your post, you forced a smile, but I instantly saw your disappointment. Shallow, in those witty replies of yours, there is always a deep sadness—don't you think? I remember before leaving the forum, I had no talent. I wrote novels poorly, knew nothing about games, and couldn't have as many friends as people like Aoxiang and Huangfu. Actually, I am a person who is very afraid of being alone. Really. Then I started to carefully observe everyone on the forum, noting their personality traits and daily lives, trying to understand each person. Later, I achieved it. I learned to identify the thread starter just by the replies and titles, and to recognize others' alternate accounts at a glance, though this was of little use. At least, in terms of making friends on the forum, I was much more successful. Whoever I hoped to befriend mostly became my good friend. But this ‘special skill' gradually weakened during the few months I was away from the forum. When I returned again, nearly all the members had changed. I couldn't find my old friends, and I didn't know anyone. Every time I habitually opened the forum, wandered around for a while and found nothing worth replying to, I would close my phone and feel down for the whole night. Actually, if when you log in, there are a few messages waiting for you to reply to, it gives one a sense of being cared for. I like that feeling. I feel that Shallow would be a person worth befriending.So after secretly observing for a few days, I mustered the courage to send a private message to strike up a conversation, and it was very successful. Qian responded to me lightly and even agreed to be my friend. But I knew it wasn't 100% sincere. No one would accept a stranger as a good friend based on just a few words. Qian, after chatting with you for a few sentences, I felt like you were a character from a novel, with a smooth, calm personality. Deeply felt that the name Qian suits you perfectly. I like the kind of personality Qian has. It gives a feeling of deep friendship. *Sigh.* Then I spent the whole evening selling cuteness with Qian, to the point that I felt disgusted with myself before going to sleep. And then came the sudden regret. Regret over whether I left a bad impression on you. Qian, while searching for our old chat records and looking for the date we first met, I noticed that Qian had deleted all our messages. At first, I was stunned, then I felt relieved. Isn't Qian just that kind of person, never allowing worries and sadness to linger in the heart for long? But… happiness should be preserved, right? …Unless Qian and I aren't happy when we're together… Later, I applied to be a moderator for the emotional board. It turned out to be an absolutely wise decision. Qian, do you know? When those boring people doubted you, I always silently deleted their replies. Since seeing your free-for-all post, I never doubted you. That unique charm belongs only to Qian. I'm very sorry for never comforting you when you were down. Honestly, I felt it would be futile; Qian would get stronger on your own, step out of the shadows on your own, and defeat yourself, right! Sometimes I really feel so foolish. Your post clearly had a hyper-realistic definition, yet I stupidly asked you about it. I feel so bad. My low-end phone really couldn't load images, so I didn't pay much attention to posts with images. When I saw your sketches on my sister's smartphone, I was truly amazed. Qian's writing talent has always been brilliant, which inevitably attracts others' jealousy. I can't help Qian much, and when I saw Qian declare 'Do Not Disturb' in the signature, my written greetings were deleted again... Every day I follow your updates, seeing you going through setbacks and rising up again. My heart feels very happy. I still look forward to your light words appearing again, catching my eyes. [To] Qian, Han Xiao Qian (right) by Zanjian (left)