"Shang Shang, I have always told you, please don't cry in front of me. That's because you don't know how lethal your tears are and will make my heart hurt to death."
"You are so beautiful, so weak, you seem to break at the touch of a touch."
"But your smile is so bright, it can drive away all the darkness. I want to always have your beauty. I try to cherish your smile. I don't want you to know everything in the past, but I still... still let you
You see darkness and ugliness."
"Can you give me another chance? A chance to atone. I brought you all the disasters. I'm sorry. I'm the one who should be sorry."
For a long time, he didn't get a response from her.
She remained silent, and his heart felt desolate.
Because he couldn't get a response, his world was like a precarious high-rise building, as if it would collapse in the next second, smoke was everywhere, large areas of sunshine were rapidly retreating, and large areas of darkness that drowned him were singing praises.
There was endless darkness in front of him, but he looked at her face with burning eyes, "Can you, can you, give me a chance to atone for my sins? Let's forget the past; even if we really can't forget, please come with me."
Try, we still have Che'er."
"But I really..."
"...It's really dirty."
"...I really can't forget it."
There was still rice stuck in the corners of her mouth and stuck in her throat, and her words were slurred.
Chang Mian shook his head violently.
"It's not dirty... it's not dirty... it's really not dirty, try again... I'll ask a psychiatrist for you, just like last time, forget about it, Chang Chang, you can do it, leave everything to me,
Chang Shang...let me love you and let me make it up to you, okay?"
"……Can?"
Can you really forget it?
Why does she feel that life is worse than death?
Chang Shang lowered her eyes, but was unwilling to close her eyes, because when she closed her eyes, all those pictures appeared.
Her silence made Chang Mian so sad that she burst into tears.
People who have never experienced the pain of being unable to survive or die cannot understand it at all. How could he let this kind of pain stay with her for a lifetime?
How he wished that he would bear it for her if she couldn't bear it.
But, how to replace it?
When she was in pain, he felt the same. When he was in pain, she felt the same.
"Eat, or you'll get cold." After waiting for a long time, Chang Shang's words came.
It seemed that all her thoughts were on the meal. After eating this meal for more than half an hour, the bell rang at one o'clock in the morning, and she got up first to go back to her room.
Follow his footsteps.
At the door of the bedroom, she suddenly stopped and did not look back. She just said in a low voice:
"Can I sleep in separate rooms?"
"……good."
He turned around dejectedly and opened another door.
…
Two similar hearts, two separate doors.
This cool summer night is obviously the easiest to fall asleep, but who can sleep?
…
The creaking sound was the bedroom door closing.
The door creaked, which was the sound of the guest room door opening again.
In the dark night, Chang Mian stood at the door of the bedroom, his body leaning against the wall, smoking an unknown cigarette, his eyes never leaving the closed door.
In fact, he didn't dare to open the door and go in; in fact, even if Chang Shang didn't talk about sleeping in separate rooms, he wouldn't dare to hold her in his arms, because he was afraid that his hands would tremble to the point of losing control.
However, he was unwilling to leave and just stood guard at the door.