The gray streets are colorless and empty, making people feel inexplicably depressed. The dark clouds after the rain refuse to disperse for a long time, and the smell in the air is like the sky crying sadly.
Su Han staggered with her tired body, and with every step, her legs felt like lead. A gust of night wind blew by, hitting her expressionless cheek, which made her feel a little cold.
Today is Chinese Valentine's Day, it's also her birthday, and it's also the day he left her.
She turned around slightly and saw couples walking past her in pairs on the street. They were talking and cuddling, and there was a hint of happiness that could not be concealed on everyone's smiling faces.
She seemed so lonely in the bustling crowd. Their happiness seemed to have nothing to do with her. She seemed to have been abandoned by the world and turned into a sad invisible person. No one cared about her pain and no one wanted to
No one gave her a hug, or even said "Happy Birthday" to her.
The shops on the street were filled with happiness in those windows, as if they were within reach. But why, when she stretched out her hands, what she touched was nothingness? It really hurt her. She understood that belonging
My share of happiness has been left in his arms...
"It suddenly started snowing heavily on July 7th. I didn't dare to open my eyes, hoping it was my imagination. I stood on the edge of the earth and watched helplessly as the snow covered the street where you came from..."
At this moment, a song came from the shop on the street. When she heard the poignant lyrics, she felt as painful as being run over by a wheel.
July 7th, today, she completely lost the person she loved most. And the woman who took away her happiness was named Qing.
This song is such a sad and sad melody, so consistent with her state of mind. Was it written for her? Why does the more I listen to it, the more heartache I feel, and the less I can see the edge of hope...
In an instant, it seemed as if all the lights were extinguished, and her world was plunged into darkness. She held on to the cold street lamp, her heart already torn to pieces, and she finally couldn't hold back the wandering in her eyes, and shed tears of grief.
"Xuan, why do you do this to me? I like you, I really like you..." She didn't understand, she couldn't figure it out, was it because her love was not expressed clearly enough? Or, did she not love him enough?
How could he be so cruel and choose such a time to leave her cruelly.
Su Han wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She suddenly felt so helpless. When she wanted to cry the most, no one was willing to give her a warm embrace.
Only then did she suddenly realize that nothing is static and no emotion is forever. Even when her own shadow is tired, who will always be by her side? When she is most lost, she is the only one.
Only then will you never abandon yourself. It turns out that people are always so lonely.
She suddenly laughed. She couldn't cry when she was the saddest, but wanted to laugh instead.
She felt that Ye Junxuan was angry. He must be angry. Because she expressed her feelings very late. Or was it because she was always willful and didn't listen to him? If she said she liked him now, all of this would
Is there still time to save it...
The reality is cold and cruel. He has really left her and will never come back. Because that is what he said personally, telling her to get out. She touched her belly, and vaguely, it seemed that she could feel that
The existence of small lives.
Baby, how long have you been in this world? Will you choose to accept this cold and heartless world, or will you be disappointed and never love again?
Baby, daddy let us go...
She closed her eyes gently, and her eyes were soon soaked with tears. Those cold tears made her vision so distorted that even the outline of the ground became blurred.
"Xuan, even if you don't love me, the child is yours and you are the child's father..."
She cried, crying heartily. She just wanted to have a happy family of three. Like all other families, she, him, and their baby spent every day happily like this... No
Thinking about it, these ordinary little things can become the greatest luxury.
"Don't you even care about your own flesh and blood? Are you really not heartbroken at all..."
Yes, he doesn't even want her, so of course he doesn't care about their children.
But his blood is also flowing on the child, isn't it... How could he be so cruel, pushing her into the abyss with his own hands when she was happiest?
"On July 7, the clear night suddenly turned into day. I lost consciousness and saw the limits of love. I looked at the horizon and the sky was endless, and I couldn't hear your goodbye..."
The sad melody was still lingering in her ears, and she was already numb. Maybe when the heartache reached the limit, she would become relieved and want to laugh...
If today wasn't Valentine's Day, if it wasn't her birthday, she might not be so sad...
He was so cruel that he chose her birthday to tell her personally that the person he loved was not her, but another woman.
So, what about their past? Are those sweet memories all fake, all her hallucinations? In the beginning, he was the first to say he liked her, so how could he just abandon her?
He left, just walked away so casually, to find his happiness, not caring how sad she was. It wasn't until the pain pierced her heart that she realized clearly - it turned out that he really didn't
Love her.
A love is always smiling and beautiful at the beginning. Two people are together, each thinking about those sweet little thoughts, sharing each other's joy, even a little silly. When the love is the most passionate, they will
They made everlasting vows to each other, paranoid that this happiness would last forever.
Often at this time, the most violent storm is gathering momentum behind the smiling mask. The name of that storm is time.
——No matter how beautiful love is, it cannot withstand the test of time. If you are not careful, it will become so painful.
After the storm, happiness was swept away completely, leaving only the eternal night in her empty heart. She was lost, wandering in the darkness, falling countless times, crying, regretting, praying... Unfortunately, she could never hold it again.
The hands that once held each other tightly.
Maybe this is the truest side of love. Maybe, this is the price you need to pay to feel happiness. You don’t know how to cherish it when you have it, and you don’t realize how dependent you are until you lose it...
She looked at the turbid sky and laughed to herself. But when she closed her eyes, all she could think of was his smile.
She understood, and it hurt. Two people need to prove their love for each other in such a cruel way. Only when they reached the end of the road did they suddenly realize that this love is so deep.
She only understood so late, understood what love was so late... Was it really too late?
Tired from crying, she no longer had the strength to feel sad. She fell to the ground with their baby, the remains of love, and the incomparable longing for him... But where was she going?
She huddled under the street lamp and hugged her knees with her hands. Only in this way did she not feel the cold.
"Xuan...come back, please...I won't be willful anymore and I won't lose my temper with you. Let's start over, okay?"
"I love you, I really love you..."
"Xuan..."
***Xuan......
Xuan...
Ye Junxuan's arm swayed, not supporting his head, and he woke up like this.
"Xuan, you look very tired. Are you going to go back to rest after dinner?" Liang Ruoqing, who was sitting next to him, smiled slightly and helped him dust the fine dust on his shoulders.
On Valentine's Day night, all the people dining in this French restaurant were lovers. In the afternoon, Liang Ruoqing just made a tentative call to Xuan, but she didn't expect that he really agreed. Although he didn't accept it very enthusiastically, since
If he is willing to go to the appointment, does that mean he accepts her?
"Here, try this, French foie gras, it was my favorite when I was studying abroad." Liang Ruoqing pushed the dinner plate in front of him with a warm smile on her lips.
"Oh..." Ye Junxuan was in a daze for a moment, then he picked up the knife and fork and started cutting expressionlessly.
Just now, he seemed to hear something? Someone was calling his name, it was her...
It was a dream again. He couldn't remember how many times he heard her voice. He tried his best to keep himself busy, but as long as he had free time, her shadow would still appear in his mind and would not go away for a long time.
"Xuan, I knew you would come back..." Liang Ruoqing's words made Ye Junxuan pause for a moment while he was cutting things. Because the tone of this sentence was very ambiguous.
Seeing that he didn't refute, Liang Ruoqing stopped his arm and gently leaned on his arm. She said coquettishly in a gentle and clinging voice: "Every Chinese Valentine's Day from now on, we have to be together, okay?"
"
Chinese Valentine's Day? Today is Chinese Valentine's Day? Is... Hanhan's birthday?
"Dear, what's wrong with you?" Liang Ruoqing quickly noticed that his eyes were wandering.
"Nothing." Although Ye Junxuan smiled politely, after saying this, he tactfully left her hand that was leaning on him.
Liang Ruoqing is a smart woman, so she naturally doesn't make any more intimate moves. She understands that she needs to know how to exercise caution at this time. Step by step, one day he will completely belong to her.
Next, they continued to have dinner in silence. On this special day, in this romantic and luxurious Western restaurant, the pairing of the two seemed somewhat incompatible.
In fact, Ye Junxuan's eyes were always unbiased - he was looking at the black ring on the ring finger of his left hand, which was given to him by Hanhan.
"Here, a gift for you."
"I don't want a gift, I want you."
"...Put it on and take a look."
It all really seems like it happened yesterday.
Thinking of this, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his heart seemed to drift far away.