The moon quietly cast its remaining light, trying its best to drive away the darkness, and the desolate evening breeze rustled the vines on the corridor.
Beside the pond, the clear sound of water drops could be heard through the long, narrow and curved corridor near the hospital, which was impressively deep and quiet.
On both sides of the corridor, dim yellow street lights were crumbling, and the figures reflected were slightly thin and elongated.
After coming out of the hospital, Han Yi'er and Yun Aotian came to the corridor in the backyard of the hospital. Now, they had strolled to the end of this quiet corridor without knowing it.
Along the way, they never exchanged a word.
She walked forward quietly, and he quietly followed every step she took.
Tired of walking, I stopped and stood at the end of this long and winding corridor.
Exhaling softly, he slowly raised his head to the sky and forgot about the bright moonlight in the sky, dotted with twinkling stars, as graceful as the stars arching over the moon.
With a faint smile, Han Yi'er realized at the moment when she looked back that her footsteps had reached the end of the corridor from the beginning of the corridor. One step further would lead to the paradise-like garden in the hospital, and one step back would lead to...
Yun Aotian stood side by side.
He withdrew his hesitant gaze and looked at Yun Aotian with a clear and elegant look: "Thank you for the past two days."
"Haha..." He smiled faintly and shook his head tiredly: "It should be."
"No, it's not what it should be." After her soft words fell, her head hung slightly, and she said calmly: "No matter how much you sacrifice, we...can't do it." Slowly raising her head, Han Yi'er looked triumphant.
General Qingya: "Can you...understand?"
After finishing her words, she faced forward and took the last step.
All of a sudden, she was in a paradise, twisting flowers with her bare hands, like a fairy hanging in the sky in the dark night...
When Yun Aotian wanted to continue her footsteps and step into that paradise, a strong wind swept through and stopped his way forward.
Covering the blowing sand with one hand, she could see Han Yi'er's shadowy figure through the gap, with three thousand black hairs fluttering in the wind. In such a harsh environment, she still stood aloof and calm.
At this moment, they were only a few steps apart, but they were like people from two different worlds...
he----
It is impossible to integrate into her world.
Perhaps, it's just because they have different habits and paths since they were young...
He is pampered and has a delicate body; she is constantly striving for self-improvement and endures hardships.
He has a bright and prosperous future. Every step he takes is echoed by hundreds of responses, and the world trembles with him every time he stamps his feet.
Her future is rugged and uncertain, and every step she takes is so difficult and thorny. She can only rely on her hands to open up the unknown road ahead.
Therefore, in the face of such bad weather, he could not adapt and digest it, but she could stand proudly.
"I don't understand..." Putting down the hand that was covering Yang Sha, Yun Aotian responded to her coldly and decisively.
Maybe their starting points are different, but since they have coincided with each other on the same track, he can stop and wait for her or follow her steps.
"Yi'er, do you think I just want results for my devotion to you?" The sand hitting his smooth skin was a little painful, but his blurred eyes looked at her with sparkle.
He held his head high and took the first step, the second step, the third step...until he arrived in front of her.
So what if the starting points are different? However, there is always only one end point...
Grasping her shoulders with both hands, Yun Aotian's expression slowly cooled down: "Is it possible that the ultimate goal of taking care of your mother day and night is just to make her wake up and love you?"
Really? Is the purpose of taking care of my mother just to make her wake up and love me?
For the first time, Han Yi'er had a big question mark in her mind about the purpose of taking care of her mother tirelessly.
"Have you never thought about what you would do if your mother never wakes up?"
"Haven't you ever thought that if your mother doesn't wake up for the rest of her life, she will continue to take care of her for the rest of her life?"
"Yi'er... tell me! Answer me!"
Yun Aotian's questions made her a little confused.
There is no denying it! I have thought that if my mother never wakes up, I will still take care of her for the rest of my life.
I even thought about it, even if I have no money, as long as I live happily with my mother.
But, now...
hapiness……
If my mother leaves me, where will the so-called happiness come from?!
"Time and eternity are contradictory and complementary to each other. My devotion to you is the same as your devotion to your mother." Looking at her wandering eyes, Yun Aotian had already got the answer, and at the same time he also got the answer that belonged to him.
own answer.
With a faint smile, his cold words slowly filled with tenderness: "Before I devoted myself to you, I never thought about whether I would get you in the end. I just thought about how to cherish the short-term happiness I have with you, because I always
One day you will get married, and the person you marry may be me or "him"... "
"When I see you and that "him" walking hand in hand on the red carpet, I will find that what I have paid for is just a sweet memory. Even so, this memory is very satisfying to me.
Already..."
The moment Yun Aotian finished speaking, the rolling wind and sand suddenly stopped, and the two people who did not belong to the same world slowly merged.
The warmth in her heart gradually picked up, and the moment she raised her head, her sharp eyes gradually melted away...
The news that her mother was terminally ill caused Han Yi'er to seal off her heart, not wanting anyone to break into her inner world again, including her own mother.
I resent my mother's abandonment and let go. However, as Yun Aotian said, even if it cannot last forever, cherishing the short-term happiness and turning it into bad memories is enough for me...
Haha, I really didn’t expect that while Yun Aotian defended himself, he also enlightened Han Yier about the pain of learning that his mother was terminally ill.
"Thank you..." She responded with a faint smile and another thank you. She glanced at his hands that were holding her shoulders, gently shook them off, and raised her hands to lick her hair: "I... used to like you very much.
, but now..." He shook his head helplessly, and his expression changed to one of bewilderment: "I don't know how to tell you. In short, I really don't want to fall in love with you..."
"It is undeniable that the more contact I have with you in the future, sooner or later I will fall in love with you again." He took a deep breath and smiled painfully and sadly: "Just think of me as cowardly, just think of me as stupid, I'm sorry...
…I…don’t want to get hurt anymore…”
"As for going to your house to take care of Uncle Yun, since I have already agreed, I will definitely not regret it. But before that, please give me some time and ask me to be alone with my mother."
Being attached to a love that is constantly hurt is called infatuation and single-mindedness.
But after being injured again and again, even a strong girl will be afraid of this infatuation and single-mindedness.
I would rather choose to escape from this love than face it; I would rather let love slip away from me than feel sad for this love again.
I have waited, been infatuated, and never looked back for love. It is enough to do these things. After jumping into the sea of love, it is time to die and never look back.
After all, "love" is not like other things. You can become more courageous with more frustrations. "Emotional injury" will only make people more frightened and fearful...
Although Han Yi'er was looking at Yun Aotian, her steps were gradually moving away from him, until she left the most beautiful smile and turned around...
Yun Aotian strode forward resolutely, opened his arms and hugged her tightly from behind...
Her body instantly stiffened, and she looked forward in astonishment, feeling the hot chest pressed against her back, and his warm breath blowing on the back of her neck, as if she was slowly melting into his arms.
Average.
He turned his head in confusion and slowly looked behind him, only to see Yun Aotian's lips falling domineeringly on hers...
The dim light reflected their entangled figures, which was a bit beautiful and a bit sad.
Doing the math, it seems that their falling in love and separation seemed to have started unknowingly and separated unknowingly, and never ended happily.
Han Yi'er froze on the spot, her eyes wide open. For about half a second, she...
Maybe it's because of lingering feelings, maybe because of unwillingness,
She slowly closed her eyes, and the moment she turned around, her hands tightly hooked his neck, responding to his kiss passionately and lingeringly.
Time moves forward "tick tock...tick tock...", but their memories are gradually flowing backwards...
Scenes and events from the past echoed in their minds with heart-pounding and heartache.
The memories of the past, even though they were filled with endless sorrow and sadness, are now covered by this small park filled with ambiguity and affection.
For Yun Aotian, this park is their new starting point, a new beginning.
Because, this is the first time that they feel the love for each other in a warm and comfortable way, but...
To Han Yi'er, this park is...
Their end!
Reluctantly leaving her sweet lips, Yun Aotian caressed her delicate cheeks with both hands, looked at her excitedly and happily, and said with expectation: "Yi'er, let's start anew."
Smiling sweetly, she slowly lowered her head.
The smile gradually faded, she paused for a moment, and then the moment she raised her head...
His expectant expression suddenly turned to despair, and his big hands fell down weakly...
"I'm sorry..." turned around and passed away.
Seeing her figure slowly disappearing into the deep darkness, he was unable to trace it back.
The sentence 'start over' was exchanged for her 'I'm sorry'.
At this moment, he was heartbroken and heartbroken...
The dim yellow lights in the park are gradually drying up like Yun Aotian's heart.
The faint light that illuminated his figure gradually dissipated until the entire park was dark, and he...
I was completely lost under this desolate night sky.