"I'm back, sorry, I'm sad..."

It makes you afraid of this for so long.

Ji Yicheng's throat choked and lost his voice. It turned out that there was a kind of love that had not yet spoken, but she was already crying.

...

Before, she waited for him once, when he became ten, because she knew that ten would choose to leave for her, and ten also gave her all the tenderness, so even if she was uneasy and panic, she had never been so scared. However, this time, he was really scared when he waited for her to come back.

She blamed all her mistakes on herself, so she had to punish herself, chose to leave, leave her spirit, and get lost more completely...

Resist family affection, resist friendship, and even more resist...love.

He was so afraid that she would fall deeper and deeper by herself, and she would not be able to get out by walking alone in the fog. Her ignorance and indifference were the deepest torture and blows on him.

...

She raised her hand and gently stroked his slightly clear cheek, stroking his eyebrows carefully, so, sorry, sorry...

Ji Yicheng's eyes were shattered, and finally, the heart in his chest that had been beating uneasy and returned to its normal frequency. All the thick fog and haze that was covered with black were dissipated in an instant, and a bright light was seen again.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked in a low voice.

She was stunned, salty spreading on the corners of her lips. He asked when she was in the cafe that day, and she said she felt so painful...

"It hurts." She nodded, "but it's not as important as you."

All the suffering she suffered was clearly engraved in her memory, making her feel so painful that she was trembling. However, the pain combined was not as good as Ji Yicheng.

She has a home, a lover, and she also nurtures new life...

At this moment, all the touching turned into speechlessness. No one spoke again. The warmest hug and blind date of each other were the best comfort...

...

"Ji Yicheng, we are all tired, can we have a good sleep?" Her delicate fingertips gently rubbed under his eyelids. His inky darkness was deep, and the fatigue between his eyebrows could not be concealed. She said she was tired, and he was even more tired. He was very nervous for a week. He had already persisted to the limit, so he needed to have a good rest.

Ji Yicheng got out of the Adam's apple and kissed her in the forehead, "Okay."

Outside the glass window, sunlight shone in, and the broken medicine bottle on the floor splashed all over the floor, still messy, but rippled in the light.

The white quilts, the dripping blood droplets became more and more vivid and weird. When I suddenly saw it, I felt like the plum blossoms blooming in the snow that night, telling the world their love in detail.

The two people under the quilt hugged each other tightly and snuggled together in the most intimate and warmest posture. The sound of breathing that blended together seemed to be a touching song played by the piano keys. Every beating note was the sorrow, joy, separation, and union they had experienced.

There is no more pain in this life.

...

In this way, they hugged each other and slept for two days and two nights, and no one came to disturb them. Except for Ai Qianqian who still delivered breakfast and dinner on time every day, she just placed the insulation box in the cabinet beside the bed and then went out quietly.

When she came back, the food in the insulation box had been eaten up, and the two of them were still sleeping peacefully.

Until the third day approached the evening, they woke up together.

At this moment, the tacit understanding between him and her was deeper at any time in the past.

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