Mu Xicheng murmured, as if talking to himself, "Fate made me meet you, fate made me fall in love with you, fate made me taste happiness from you, but it ruined your happiness... I'm sorry
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"What on earth are you trying to say, I still don't understand!"
"As long as you understand, everything is determined by fate and has nothing to do with you." He slowly let go of her hand, turned his head, and looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, "It's dawn."
Chanel turned her head and saw, yes, it was dawn.
Mu Xicheng turned around and walked to the kitchen: "After breakfast, you can leave."
Chanel turned around blankly and looked at Mu Xicheng's back as he walked into the kitchen.
At that moment, the light from the window came in and hit him, and he seemed to be suddenly in an illusion.
Chanel blinked, was it her illusion? It must be an illusion.
She slowly walked towards the sofa, and suddenly she stepped on something and made a squeaking sound.
She lowered her head and saw that it was Mu Xicheng's music score. Maybe it was blown over by the wind. There were several sheets lying near the door of the study...
Chanel picked it up and found that it was not a piece of music, but a poem:
[We have no idea of this separation/because it is not something we can experience/or love or hate/a false lips uttering a lament/makes it completely change its appearance/the world is still full of things to play
/ As long as we still care about people's criticism / Death is also playing / Regardless of our disgust / However, when you leave / Pass through a small gap / and leave / Suddenly a true light / penetrates into
On our stage/among all the greens/the most real green/real trees/sun/we continue to perform/reciting some difficult-to-learn lyrics with fear/occasionally raise your hands/make a few gestures/but although you
Far and unreachable/As if robbed by force from our script/Your presence still overcomes us from time to time/Making the real feeling sink deep/Unchangeable/Making us feel like our hearts are empty for a moment/Performing life/No longer caring
Applause from others]
Chanel read it several times and felt that this poem was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.
This poem seems to be conveying a message, which is a very bad message, but I didn’t understand it for the moment...
At this moment, a crisp sound came from the kitchen!
Shanel was startled and hurriedly hid the paper, fearing that Mu Xicheng would catch her peeking.
But after waiting for a while, there was no sound in the kitchen again. Chanel walked over and saw Mu Xicheng cleaning up the broken porcelain.
Chanel saw him holding the broom with his left hand and said clearly: "My right hand is still injured, is it inconvenient? Please bandage your hand and stop making breakfast. I'm not hungry."
Mu Xicheng seemed not to hear it and continued to eat.
Chanel walked over and snatched the noodles from his hand: "I told you, I'm not hungry! I'll go out to eat later."
Mu Xicheng's eyes were a little ethereal: "Eat some, even if you are staying with me."
Chanel frowned.
Mu Xicheng raised his lips and smiled and said: "Don't frown, you still look best when you smile. I won't bother you anymore, just stay with me one last time."
Chanel's heart palpitated.
He never says "finally".
Even three years ago, before he left, he only said he would leave temporarily. He would give her time. No matter how long, he would wait for her.