He often thinks,

If he had more courage and more time,

Is it the end now, it won't be such a pity.

He lost her and pushed her away with his own hands.

The most painful in the world,

Nothing is better than having.

"Da, Da, Da..."

It was like footsteps sounded in the courtyard. Jun Zhan's body was stiff for a moment. He seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes wide and suddenly turned back, with a slight smile at the bottom of his eyes.

Just like the countless illusions, the countless expectations were broken, and the courtyard was empty as before, with nothing,

The goal is just the kind snow, falling in the sky and earth, the cold north wind blowing fiercely, setting off a cold feeling in the snow covered sky and earth, and the snow is lost

Jun Zhan covered his face and smiled quietly, but the fine stars at the bottom of his eyes were extinguished forever, like broken stars.

In the courtyard,

The young master was dressed in red, just like the bright red plum branches, as if they were integrated with the earth that day.

The heart is a heart rending pain, like a knife stirring in the depths of the heart,

Heartbroken and painful.

Painful want to let people give up the courage of life

Clearly so painful, but he is laughing, laughing wantonly, laughing frivolously, laughing hopelessly.

Between heaven and earth, in the courtyard,

He leaned against the tree trunk alone, his eyes seemed to turn sideways, and he didn't feel burning when the liquor poured directly into his throat.

It seems that nothing in this world is worth his attention, but it is vain after all,

But he looked up slightly, and the liquor flowed down his white jaw, accompanied by a tear from the corner of his eye, which fell quietly on the snow.

The sun rises in the East and sets in the west, running as usual, as if it would not stay for all things in the world.

The snow is still falling,

Snowflakes fell on his eyelashes and on his shoulders,

He leaned quietly and closed his eyes. He looked calm and indifferent, as if he was asleep.

The birds in the tree are still chirping merrily, with crisp calls, as if they don't know the sorrow of the world,

"Jiji -"

"Chirp -"

I don't know how long it took,

The sky splashed a ray of light, the sun shone all over the world, and reflected the burning red of the branches, just like the tears.

Everything is happy in the clear sky.

……

Three years later,

early summer,

The bustling capital is bathed in the pale golden warm sun and shrouded in the afterglow of the sun. Clusters of flowers, branches and leaves are dark, and catkins are flying in the wind. Everything seems quiet and beautiful.

Losing someone,

Is standing on the street where people come and go, and I don't know where to go.

After three years,

Jun Zhan stood beside Chang'an Street, looking slightly trance. He walked to a small stall with his long eyelashes down and lowered his voice: "two sugar people."

"OK, childe, is it still the old rule?" the old man selling sugar has gray temples, but he still looks kind and asks Jun Zhan with a smile.

Tone with some familiar, obviously Jun Zhan didn't come here less.

"HMM." he stood there, with a long body of jade, Zhilan Yushu, just like the people in the painting out of reach, and his temperament was more or less indifferent.

The two sugar people were quickly drawn by the old man. They were a lovely little hamster and a girl with a bright smile.

The person who was originally as cold and precious as ice and snow looked down at the naive hamster and the girl who was always laughing wantonly. The light crimson lips even brushed a smile, which was one of his few real smiles.

It is as clean and pure as the initial melting of ice and snow, with a bit of noble spirit of dust.