"Jun Zhan, I know I can't persuade you. You have to make your own decisions in your life. No matter how much advice others give, it can only be regarded as advice, but I hope you can think carefully about how you should live."
Nanli threw down his pen and looked at the man who had been staring at the copy without staggering half a minute. He said in earnest: "A person's life is very long. It's impossible to give up everything for one person. You're so smart that you shouldn't live so absurdly. You should think carefully about what you want. You're still young, you have a long time, and you can get happiness. All these can't be given to you by dead people. Jun Zhan, don't lock yourself in a dead end. It's not worth it."
Jun Zhan stared at the copywriter and listened carefully to Nanli's painting. He was quiet and suddenly said, "but if someone once wanted to give up everything for me?"
That night,
The last painting he saw, the date written below, was still the day of his birthday. The words on the painting were different from the blessings in other paintings, but
"This morning, he smiled at me and was very happy. He wanted to be the one who accompanied him to watch the sunrise and sunset. I said hello to him every day. He wanted to put everything down. If there was no power dispute and no Xiyun royal family, where he wanted to go and I accompanied him, would he like me? Or would he like to try. Happy birthday, my favorite person.
November 3. "
He knew,
It turned out that his smile at that time could make her write on the painting carefully and happily.
It turned out that on that day, she made such a decision.
If he had not refused her, offered not to see the fireworks, nor broken the jade carving, perhaps now they would lean together in a small village, wearing blankets, listening to the nursery rhymes in the village and reading books together.
Then spend the plain and warm winter.
But,
All this was broken by his own hands.
So,
For the rest of his life,
There will never be such an illusory and dream winter again.
Jun Zhan often thinks,
The man had made such a decision that day, but he watched the broken dream with his own eyes that day.
She knew for a long time that his so-called watching fireworks was just an excuse, but finally compromised because he put down everything to achieve it. She was so smart that she must have guessed that the fireworks would not be so pure. Maybe it would be empty in the end, but she did it without hesitation.
Until I really saw him break the jade carving with his own hands, but also broke the illusory dream outlined by the man in the bottom of his heart.
At that time,
How painful should that person's heart be? How did he leave clearly bruised but extremely calm and calmly?
So, uh,
Compared with the man's injury, what does he look like now?
Since ranbai left, junzhan came to tidy up the wooden house every day to make it look like it used to be. When ranbai was still there, junzhan never touched these copywriting rice paper. He just wanted to keep them best and wait for that person to come back.
If he hadn't missed that person very much that day and unconsciously rubbed the table with his fingertips, Jun Zhan might never know what that person had done for him and how much he had paid behind his back.
Hearing Jun Zhan's question, Nanli paused, dumbfounded and unable to refute.