The sky was gray and it started to rain lightly. Xia Haiyu walked out of the hospital in a daze.
She went to see Haixing early in the morning. His physical condition was recovering well, but he was not well enough to be discharged from the hospital, and he was still not able to go to pay homage with her.
Standing on the crossroads, she stared blankly at the cars passing by. Everyone seemed to know where they were going, but she didn't know, and couldn't even find the most basic direction.
She bought a bouquet of flowers at the flower shop, which were plain white daisies, but she didn't know where to put them.
Just like the past five years, every time she came to celebrate her parents' anniversary, she was so confused and at a loss.
When the car accident happened, the car rushed off the viaduct, and they were buried in the sea. The bodies were not found, so there was no way to bury them.
I looked up at the sky and prayed: Mom and Dad, no matter where you are, I hope you have a good life there.
The cold wind blew, shaking the umbrella in her hand. Xia Aili had to hold the handle of the umbrella very hard to prevent it from running away with the wind. Her long hair was blown to pieces, and her small face became increasingly pale.
So cold!
It would be great if someone could come and accompany her at this time!
Looking back, she saw people rushing around, but no one she recognized.
In fact, she originally knew very few people. Those classmates who were not close to her when she was in school, and those colleagues who were not familiar with her after work, did not interact with each other very much. After going abroad, she had no friends, and Haoran was the person she was most familiar with.
person, but she never told him about this day, because this kind of loneliness cannot be spoken out.
I got on the bus and headed to the cemetery in San Jose to find a place to lay my condolences.
I deliberately held the phone in my hand, as if expecting it to ring. I really hope it will ring. I really hope someone will think of her. No matter who it is, it would be nice to have one! Let her know that there are still people in this world.
Remember her, that's enough! That's enough!
However, time passed by minute by minute, and for a long, long time... the mobile phone was always quiet.
It turns out that she is so lonely.
The flowers gradually withered, and her heart became more and more lonely.
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I don't know how much time passed, but a figure holding an umbrella appeared in the distance behind her.
The owner of the umbrella looked at her thin back from a distance, so lonely and helpless, sitting casually on the cold stone steps, quietly, like a lifeless doll, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.
His heart suddenly ached, and he felt sorry for her.
Taking steps forward, he approached her step by step. The black umbrella finally cast a shadow in front of her, "Alocasia...are you okay..."
His voice seemed to be the only light in the darkness, lighting up her world.
I felt that my heartbeat suddenly accelerated because of this sound, as if it would exceed the limit of human beings in the next second. Slowly, I slowly raised my head and saw Tang Xuyao's face full of worry.
Xia Haiyu bit her lip, suddenly feeling the urge to cry.
He blinked, as if he couldn't believe it, and pinched his leg hard. The pain was real!
But why do you feel so happy?!
Tang Xuyao looked down at her, not crying, but it was more distressing than crying.
Suddenly, he threw away the umbrella in his hand, stretched out his hand to pull her up and hugged her tightly, deliberately not looking at the mixed expression of joy and sorrow on her face.
Xia Haiyu felt a warm feeling immediately flow throughout her body. That was the feeling she had always wanted, the warmth she had always wanted.
My heart suddenly felt hot, and a sour feeling came up, and my eyes became wet unconsciously.
I don’t want to cry…but I can’t help it…
It was the first time in five years that someone came up to her at this time and asked her, are you okay...
Shake his head.
She is not good, very bad!
But she has always hidden this bad thing deeply, letting others think she is good and pretending to be strong!
Because only in this way will she have the courage to face the difficulties in life, the confidence to live, and the feeling that every tomorrow is hopeful!
The sky was covered with dark clouds and everything between the sky and the earth was gray, but they saw bright colors in each other's eyes.
Tang Xuyao held Xia Haitao tightly in his arms, feeling her real presence, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Why don't you answer the phone?!"
"..." Phone?! Did he call her?!
I lowered my head and looked at my phone. It was turned off!
What on earth was she doing, turning off the phone and waiting for the call?
Seeing her stunned look, Tang Xuyao felt even more entangled in her heart. She had been waiting for someone to call her, but she couldn't.
How uncomfortable that feeling of waiting must be!
He couldn't help but scold her, "Idiot! How could anyone find you like this?!"
"Then...then how did you find me..." Her voice was a little hoarse, probably because she had been choked for too long.
"Flowers!" He pointed to the bouquet of white daisies in her hand, "You left a credit card record in the flower shop. And I went to see starfish. There is no cemetery, no place to mourn, and I think you also
We can only come here... Even looking at other people's tombs is a kind of distant sacrifice."
"..." Tears streamed down his face.
He held her head down and let her lie on his shoulders, his broad shoulders bearing her heavy cries.
"Summer Alocasia..." He whispered in her ear, "Summer Alocasia... Alocasia... Alocasia..."
The low calls, with heartache, pity, and pampering, made it impossible for her not to fall.
Fall...
Fallen deeply...
Tang Xuyao could feel her trembling, and the cautious trembling revealed the truest fear in her heart.
He tightened his arms, giving him the most powerful surrounding and support, as well as... love.
"Xia Haiyu, I like you, do you like me?" He kissed her hair and asked gently.