Those memories were too dark to see the light of day, and could only be hidden in the deepest depths of his heart. I sat outside the operating room, alone, in my own cold world.
Lin Duan finally hurried over and stepped into my world.
"Qian Xun, what's wrong?" he asked me anxiously.
"If it wasn't me, then what? It's Big Sis Feiyan, she's inside." The child cannot be saved because of ectopic pregnancy and is undergoing an abortion. "
He sighed and sat down beside me.
His hand, gently, tried to wrap around mine, and I drew away.
Looking at the tip of his foot, he said word by word, "Lin Duan, if a woman is willing to give birth to your child, that means she loves you very much. Lin Duan looked at the tip of her foot and said word by word:" Lin Duan, if a woman is willing to give birth to your child, that means she loves you very much.
"Qian Xun." He made a rustling sound.
I raised my head and smiled at him. "Lin Duan from my memory, no matter what it is, is very serious about it. She is a very responsible person. I, Sister Feiyan, will be very happy."
My past feelings are unimportant because they are already gone.
He stood up and patted Lin Duan's shoulder. "Goodbye, I think I have to go. Sister Feiyan needs your company the most right now."
He grabbed my hand, and the warmth of the touch made me sigh, and it was this hand that held me when I first fell in love, and walked me through so many streets and lanes, and we ate our vegetables together, and we did volunteer work together, and we climbed the mountains together, and ski, and climb the trees together.
What a familiar, warm hand, holding my hand all that time.
However, he couldn't be nostalgic, and he couldn't indulge in the past and not be able to leave.
He lightly pulled his hand back. "Promise me you'll make my sister, Flying Smoke, happy."
He shook his head. "I don't want you, because I want my happiness, my love."
"Lin Duan, we won't be able to return to the past. Lin Duan, if I really am in your heart, then I will lose more things. You know, I am almost completely empty-handed right now. When you were not in Beijing, I used the burning memories to keep you warm, I always thought that you would come back, and you still wanted to find me, your cell phone number has changed, your address has changed, all contact has been cut, I'm afraid you won't be able to find me, I work at a taxi company, I walk the airport line every day, because I want to see if I can get lucky and meet you again. "
He closed his eyes, his face pained.
I said, "Lin Duan, forget it, now that I have adapted to my current life, I have also started to learn to forget many things from the past, whether it be sadness or happiness, they always belong to the past. We can't always think about the past and live our lives together. "Father laid a path for me to marry to Qiao Dongcheng, so that I wouldn't be afraid of the wind or the rain for the rest of my life, and I wouldn't be alone. Even if this home isn't too warm, it can still be a home."
"Qian Xun, I'm sorry. I should have come back earlier. If I had come back earlier, everything would have been different."
I nodded slightly. "Yes."
It would be great if I could come back earlier. I always set a deadline for myself, and eventually find you for a month, two months, a year, two years.
"The reason I'm telling you all these is because I want to tell you that when you return, I feel that you aren't as important as I thought you were. Therefore, Lin Duan, don't live in the past anymore."
I left alone, a little relieved, a little in pain.
For example, peeling, the layer of skin in the heart, peeling will hurt, but it will also regenerate the skin.
Love is like fireworks, floating suddenly blow bright, smoke, will still cause both eyes pain tears.
I really can't be selfish and enjoy your love.
Big Sister Feiyan has miscarried, so I don't want to hurt her at all.
I'm sorry Lin Duan, let's bury our first love forever.
Whether you are willing or not, at least I will not look back, even if once the love engraved in my heart, and even supported me through the long and lonely three years.
I'm going to wave goodbye to you.