"I understand, I won't force you." He smiled softly, looking bitter: "I will wait for you until you understand what you want, then you can tell me again."
"Brother Cheng"
"Whether you choose me or not, I still regard you as my most important person, and I will always be your strongest support."
Touched tears flowed down her cheeks, and she smiled through her tears: "Thank you!"
"Fool, don't cry. I want to see you happy and lively. You are the most beautiful like that."
The sky is blue, with a bright color, shining
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a month later
In the winery, green grass and flowers and trees surround the clear lake shore
On one side of the lake, sitting a handsome man recovering from a long illness, facing the cool sunset breeze, with a lonely look on his face and a deserted body.
His green eyes stared blankly at the pair of white cranes on the lake.
It seems that through them, he can see farther and farther away
There is no love or hatred, no sound or color, just one picture after another.
Where, there is only one man and one woman, living in harmony
"Brother, why did you come out?" Under the setting sun, Gao Wenle came dressed in golden clothes: "Come, I will push you back to the house."
Because he had just woken up and was in a weak state, Gao Shenran could only use a wheelchair to move around.
He gently raised his hand to stop his second brother's movement: "I want to stay a little longer."
His gaze never moved from beginning to end, with a dull and empty focus.
His speaking voice was very soft and weak, losing the majesty and strength of the past.
It turns out that Gao Shenran, who lost Ji Xiaoxiao, is no different from the living dead even if he wakes up.
He doesn't talk much. He doesn't do anything or think too much except standing on the lake shore watching the scenery and sleeping.
Just like this, a dull, soulless body, living a life of a walking zombie.
Feed him medicine and he will take it. Let him sleep and he will hide, but his thoughts drift to a far away angle.
No one knows what he is thinking, and no one knows when he will return to normal.
Gao Wenle lowered his head and coaxed softly: "Brother, the wind is blowing, go back."
Seeing his elder brother like this made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.