Yi Danyou was walking around in her old grove. It was still the same as before. Suddenly, her eyes stopped at the decorations on the edge of the hillside...
The only thing that has changed here is probably this area on the edge of the hillside, where a fairly small house has been built...
Yi Danyou opened the door. The door was unlocked and the furnishings in the room were very neat. She gently wiped the door with her hand. There was no dust, which meant that there was often cleaning here...
Yi Danyou opened the door and went in. The room was a little empty, but it was also filled...
Memories came to Yidanyou like a tide. There was nothing else in the room. They were all her paintings. They were paintings she painted during the period when Leng Qianmo was imprisoned. She remembered that every time she finished painting, she would always be casual.
She left the paintbrush here and came back the next day. The mess she left the day before had been cleaned up, and new painting tools and papers were placed here. During that period, all her energy was devoted to painting.
Because she didn't want to see Leng Qianmo, but she couldn't escape...
Yi Danyou touched the figures in her paintings over and over again. When her hands touched that cute and playful smiling face, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes...
During that period of time in her ward, she always looked out the window quietly in a daze, while she drew pictures for her...
Sometimes she would cry while painting. When she saw her crying, she would always laugh and cry to comfort her, because she knew that she did not want to die. She and her Luo Luo were not loved enough or healed enough.
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Yi Danyou stroked the innocent face in the painting side by side, choked with sobs and said: "Zhihui, I'm back, I'm back to see you. Do you blame me for not seeing you for so many years?"
At the end, she burst into tears. If it weren't for her unexpected pregnancy, she was sent to the same hospital as Fan Zhihui, and unexpectedly saw Fan Zhihui lying on the hospital bed suffering from the disease, she would have
Maybe I still think that she is studying in Singapore and living a very happy life.
She was a fool, a big fool, who thought she could wait for death quietly without letting others know. Thinking about it now, Yi Danyou finally understood the reason for Fan Zhihui's dim eyes at that time.