Her love for Ding Ziqian started from his favorite piano music. She liked the way he looked like an elegant gentleman sitting in front of the piano; she liked to see him immersed in the sound of music and playing mesmerically.
In the past, a summer vacation, two months ago, she would have rushed to hug him, bless him, and cheer for him.
But now, she could do nothing. She could only stare at him blankly, as if she had been separated for centuries.
She stood up slowly and walked towards the outside of the auditorium. Her high-heeled sandals stepped on the red carpet, just like stepping on clouds. They were soft and unsupported.
"Nian En, Nian En..."
The sound got closer and closer, and she walked faster and faster. Finally, she left the auditorium at a trot. When she went down the steps, because she was going too fast, her feet stumbled, her body tilted, and she almost fell to the ground.
"Nian En," Ding Ziqian stepped forward to support her body and looked down at her feet, "Are you sprained? Why are you running in high heels? Are you still blaming me and disdainful of seeing me?"
"
Yu Nianen sniffed hard and turned to look at him. His elegant and handsome face had become much thinner, and his chin was now a bit pointy.
She felt a little distressed and shook her head slowly: "I'm fine, thank you!"
"Why do you want to say thank you to me? Nian En, I'm sorry, I was really dizzy that day. I wanted to go find you immediately, but... you know, I was worried that he would hurt my parents, so..."
She straightened her body, struggled to push him away, and slowly walked down the steps. Just as she was about to sit on the flower stand next to the steps, Ding Ziqian rushed over and took off her coat and sat on it.
"Sit! It's more comfortable this way!"
Yu Nianen glanced at him and sat down: "Zi Qian, it's me who should say I'm sorry. It's me... who abandoned love, and it was my abandonment that caused trouble to you and your family."
"Nian En, I love you, so don't ever say the words sorry to me. Last time, I really wanted to take you away. No matter how hard it is, as long as I have you, I will be satisfied."
"I... am not a good girl anymore. Ziqian, you play the piano so well. You will definitely be able to study abroad this time. When you come back, you will be the best pianist. I believe you can do it." She knew that he
It must be possible, even if she didn't recommend it to others, he should be able to do it.
She was very confident in his playing.
After hearing her words, Ding Ziqian's expression became even sadder, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes: "Nian En, without you, even if I am the best piano player in the world, what's the use? After all, it's not
What I want.”
"But we can't go back..."
"You don't love me anymore? Have you forgotten the vows we made? You... promised that you would wait for me!"
She covered her mouth, lowered her head, and shed tears sadly.
One year, so many beautiful memories; two months of vacation, so many sad memories...
No wonder Rong Beiming said she doesn't believe in love. Love is so fragile and vulnerable in the face of reality. With her bloody example, who would still believe in love?
"Zi Qian, I'm sorry!" She was sorry for her deep affection for this boy. She had thought that this boy was the one who would accompany her for the rest of her life.
The affection and sincerity she poured into her were no less than his.