Chapter13
Yin Tangyao didn't come to class.
If it were in the past, he wouldn't come to class at all, and that's not new. In fact, for several weeks after the summer vacation started, he came to class every day, neither late nor early, didn't sleep or quarrel with the teacher, and even stopped kicking the door. He answered questions and got praised by the teacher, which made his classmates in Guo Mao Class 2 almost drop their eyeballs in shock.
However, Yin Tao-yao didn't show up for class for two days in a row, and the classroom was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere, as if something was brewing, like the suffocating stillness before a storm.
The morning class is over.
The students of Class 2 of International Trade are leaving the classroom one after another.
The pen was tightly gripped in her hand, the page turned over and not turned again, Xiaomi unknowingly had already finished class, she stared blankly at the birds on the tree outside the window. The birds flapped their wings and flew up into the blue sky, the sunlight shining through the clouds made them thin as cicada wings, making her eyes sting.
A tall figure loomed over her, entrancing her in a daze.
She was taken aback.
Then, he turned back with wild joy:
"You——"
Not...
Her eyes changed from excitement to dullness, it wasn't him, the person standing beside her was not him, but Zheng Haoyang. She lowered her head, feeling empty inside. It had been two days since she last saw him...
"Are you okay?"
Zheng Haoyang asked in a low voice, his dark eyes suppressing some kind of emotion.
"Uh-huh."
She replied, her fingers flipping through the pages of the book.
"Have you and he... had another fight?" Zheng Hao Yang gazed at her and said.
"Huh?"
Zheng Haoyang smiled wryly, telling himself not to disturb her again, after all, she wouldn't even give him a glance. But seeing her listless and dispirited appearance over the past few days, he still couldn't help but be moved.
"Last night, Yin Tao called and asked me to tell him..."
Suddenly——
Cries of surprise came from outside the classroom——
Wow!
"My goodness!"
"Ah!"
The outside of the classroom seemed to be boiling, and classmates were shocked and disbelieving in low whispers, then some girls started excitedly shouting outside -
"Millet! Millet! Come out quickly!"
The classroom door slowly opened and Xiao Mi walked out in a daze, confused as to why her classmates were shouting with such excitement, as if something earth-shattering had happened.
Suddenly!
She was stunned!
The hallway outside the classroom was filled with countless balloons! Pink balloons! Purple balloons! Yellow balloons! Orange balloons! ... The colorful balloons floated in the hallway, each with a jelly attached underneath, sparkling and transparent jellies! The pink ones were strawberry flavored, the purple ones were yam flavored, the yellow ones were mango flavored, the orange ones were citrus flavored... There were fruit-flavored jellies, fruit-pulp jellies, banana-shaped jellies, mango-shaped jellies...
The sun shines on the balloon.
Innumerable balloons shone brightly.
The sun shines on the jelly.
The crystal-like jelly refracts a fairy-tale like glow.
Outside the classroom, in the corridor, high and low, floating and dancing are cute and tempting jellies. It's as if it were a crystal kingdom in a dream. Xiaomi walks among the jellies, dazed, occasionally being bumped on the forehead and nose by them.
She walked out of the long corridor of jelly.
There were still countless jellyfish and balloons floating in the air.
In the square outside the teaching building, there is a huge heart made of countless pink jelly cubes arranged on a delicate wooden frame. At noon, the brilliant sunlight shines brightly, and the jelly heart sparkles with thousands of rays, golden sunshine, and transparent pink jelly, just like a perfect fairy tale.
Yin Tangyao is the prince in the fairy tale.
He wore a white T-shirt, jeans, and looked handsome. He was more handsome than any prince in fairy tales. The prince gazed quietly at the stunned princess in the distance, holding a large popsicle cup with curved deep yellow pulp inside, which was peach flavored.
That day's sunlight was extremely dazzling, through the green tree branches, millions of rays of light shone on Xiaomi's white dress. She stood on the steps outside the teaching building, her thin white dress transparent as if it were an angel's wings, her crystal face, and skin also transparent like dew that would disappear at dawn. On the high steps, she stood blankly, staring blankly at the countless jelly-like objects, seemingly stunned in a world of jelly, her lips gradually becoming pale and transparent.
Among the gasps of all the girls.
Yin Tangyao slowly walked towards her.
The surrounding classmates parted to make a straight path, oh my god, the prince in fairy tales must have walked towards his princess like this! Yoon Tae-oh walked towards Xiao Mi, his eyes only on her. In the midst of their classmates' bated breath, Yoon Tae-oh walked across the square, up the stone steps of the teaching building, and stood before Xiao Mi.
On the high stone steps.
Yoon Tae-oh stands on a lower step under Sae-mi.
He gazed at her.
The green trees rustled softly.
Sparkling jelly, with fresh yellow peaches inside that are enticing, in the sunlight, there seems to be a radiant glow flowing in the jelly cup.
"Is it jelly?"
Yin Tang Yao asked faintly.
He pulled up Xiaomi's hand and put the jelly cup in her palm.
She liked was just jelly, and her favorite flavor was yellow peach. When he finally forced Zheng Haoyang to say it out loud, he felt an even deeper sense of loss in his heart. He had thought that only that boy knew what she liked to eat the most, and she didn't want to share with anyone, so she wasn't willing to tell him. But did Zheng Haoyang also know? Was everyone aware, except for himself who was left in the dark?
Xiaomi's fingertips were icy cold.
Her eyes stared blankly at the yellow peach jelly, her fingers gradually tightening, and a chilling aura seemed to emanate from the jelly, as if her blood was freezing and congealing, bit by bit, she began to shiver.
Yin Tang Yao was shocked.
The moment the jelly was placed in her palm, everything seemed to have gone wrong! It was as if she was in a nightmare, Xiao Mi trembling as if she would die the next instant, her lips pale enough to drip blood, non-stop, she kept trembling, that trembling was like being choked by a huge pain!
Yin Tang Yao suddenly feared that she would tumble down the stone steps. He held her tightly, his voice low and urgent as he called out to her.
"Is that wrong? Isn't jelly your favorite food?"
Dense green leaves.
Ringing wildly in the autumn sun.
Jelly...
She clutched the popsicle tightly in her palm, the hard edge of the plastic cup cutting into her flesh like a knife, deeply cutting into the flesh of her palm, but there was no pain, only cold, an overwhelming cold...
…………
……
Next to the bus stop in the early morning.
The boy in a white shirt with a large backpack on his back, quietly gazed at the bustling road ahead. The first ray of sunlight that broke through the air shone obliquely on his gentle face.
"It's been a long time..."
The girl with short hair yawned and held his left hand, swinging back and forth in boredom. This damn bus 562, as soon as the train arrived, she ran over to wait, waiting and waiting, until now it still hasn't come.
The boy gently ruffled her short hair with his right hand:
"It's probably because there are many people going to work in the morning, and it's a bit congested."
As he spoke, he stared blankly at the street in front of him.
Finally arrived in this city, although it's a strange city, all the people passing by are strangers, but my father and brother used to live here. Did they also walk on this road? Did they also wait for the bus here? Even, did they also stand beside this bus stop sign?
She widened her eyes: "Huh, your palms are sweating!" His hands were always warm and refreshing, but just now his palms suddenly felt hot and humid with fine sweat.
"Ah."
So he wanted to pull his hand out, not wanting to get her wet. But she held his hand tightly and wouldn't let go, winking at him mischievously:
"Are you nervous?"
"Huh?"
"Because this is where your relatives used to live."
He smiled sheepishly and lowered his head:
"Yes, I'm a bit nervous."
"I knew it!" She said with a smug expression. "You were so nervous that you didn't eat anything on the train, how embarrassing." She herself had eaten two packs of crackers, a bowl of instant noodles, three packs of dried tofu and a piece of chocolate.
"I'm not hungry."
"How can you not be hungry if you're being cheated?"
He smiled and rubbed her short hair again:
"Are you hungry?"
"It's not that, I'm worried you'll starve to death!" She grasped his hand and shook it back and forth, gazing at him pitifully. "Since the snail bus isn't coming, why don't we go eat something first?"
There was a clear and gentle smile in his eyes.
"Okay, what would you like to eat?"
Wow! Succeeded!
"Hmm..." She thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up and she stared at the 24-hour supermarket across the street, excitedly saying, "Then let's eat your favorite food!"
"Huh?"
"Stupid, jelly!"
"He smiled: 'That's your favorite.'"
"My favorite food is of course your favorite too! Hmph, if you don't like jelly the most, why do you always have to fight with me for it and never let me finish a whole cup properly?" She said dejectedly, heartbroken that every time the yellow peach in the jelly cup would be eaten away by him.
"Oh."
He couldn't help but laugh, his eyes filled with amusement. She was really fond of being spoiled, every time she would be too embarrassed to eat alone, and would reluctantly give him a small bite.
Wide roads with cars coming and going.
People on the road in a hurry glance at the morning paper in their hands as they walk.
The glass door of the supermarket was dazzling in the morning light.
A girl by the roadside held up a super-large jelly cup with both hands, facing the sunlight, crystal-clear frozen, fresh fruit pulp, and dazzlingly swaying in the cup.
The boy in a white shirt held his backpack with one hand and gently wrapped his other arm around her shoulder, not letting her be bumped by the passing pedestrians. Seeing her staring at the jelly excitedly with sparkling eyes, his thin lips curved into a good-looking arc.
The red light is on.
People all stand at the zebra crossing.
"In the future, when we have money, we'll buy lots and lots of jelly to eat! How about that?" She thought excitedly, sticking the jelly on her cheek, it was truly too blissful!
"Good."
"When we have money, there will be a lot of jelly, the fridge is full of jelly, the drawer is full of jelly, and even the school bag is full of jelly. Then I'll give you half to eat!"
"Good."
Sunlight shines on his pure white shirt, and the pure light is just like the smile at the corner of his lips.
"Ah..." She let out a wistful sigh, the yellow peach jelly jumping mischievously in her palm. "When will we ever have enough money to buy so many jellies like this..."
Jelly...
Charming jelly...
High up, the jelly is tossed in mid-air, sunlight passes through the crystal-clear frozen gel, golden yellow peaches, curved and fresh with a faint luster...
She smiled and tossed the jelly high into the air...
Suddenly——
Somehow, the popsicle fell to the ground and landed on the cement edge of the sidewalk with a light clinking sound. She bent down to pick it up, but the popsicle cup slipped away from her and started rolling forward quickly. She hurriedly chased after it, thinking she heard his voice calling out to her from behind, and responded hastily as she ran after the rolling popsicle.
The jelly is still running quickly forward...
She ran over and reached out to grab it...
However...
Something's wrong...
A sharp whistling and terrifying shadow is coming...
A huge wheel...
Crouching on the ground, she grabbed the jelly and stared blankly. She turned her head to see a huge truck...
Ear-splitting screams all around...
Screeching brakes...
A huge truck's shadow...
She sat blankly on the ground...
Dazed...
There seemed to be a surge of power that pushed her away, unable to see clearly, only smelling the faint and refreshing scent of soap, this fragrance was somewhat familiar, and the white figure flying in mid-air like a kite was also somewhat familiar, against the blue sky, the lightly fluttering white shirt was like a faint cloud in the vast blue sky...
The string of that white kite...
Like a string of bright red blood beads...
Drip, drip, drop...
A drop of blood fell crisply onto the asphalt road, she stumbled and fell to the ground, as if she had suddenly had a very long dream...
A noisy world.
Car horns blared wildly, people's screams pierced eardrums, shouting frantically into mobile phones and telephones, a sea of black crowds surged forward in chaos, leaving only a small patch of empty space.
The boy in a white shirt lay quietly in the pool of blood on the empty ground like an angel with folded wings.
That vast expanse of blood like a lake...
In the blood pool, the boy's neck seemed unable to move, he strained, his eyes strained to turn in a certain direction.
A sea of people parted from that direction, revealing a narrow path.
A girl slowly crawled out of the crowd, as if she had forgotten how to walk. She stared blankly at the boy in the pool of blood, then crawled to his side and began to stare blankly again.
That day.
The morning sunlight is golden.
The asphalt road was illuminated by the golden sunlight, reflecting a soft glow. The windshield of each car also refracted the dazzling golden light, and the leaves on the roadside trees sparkled with a faint golden light.
All vehicles were crowded together in disorder.
Shattered glass, sparkling glass all over the ground, glittering shards of glass reflecting a dazzling light, and suddenly the world is quiet without any sound.
There is no sound...
Like a silent dream...
A dream...
She knelt on the ground.
It's just a dream...
She knelt blankly in the middle of the road staring at him.
It's just a dream that will end as soon as you wake up...
The boy in a white shirt lay quietly in a patch of soft golden sunlight.
The warm sunlight shone brightly on his serene face.
The morning breeze blew her white shirt sleeves, he quietly gazed at her, as if wanting to smile at her, as if wanting to tell her not to be afraid, he was just temporarily in a bit of pain, he would get up, he was fine.
The morning breeze blows gently.
She knelt blankly beside him.
She didn't dare move him.
Why were his lips so pale, why was there fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, why did he still lie on the ground and refuse to get up, and why did he continue to scare her even though he knew she was already afraid.
"The next day..."
She numbly stretched out her fingers, numbly touched his lips, warm, warm blood, staining the tips of her fingers red.
The white shirt was stained red with blood, like a blooming flower that grew bigger and bigger. The crimson flower slowly blossomed across his chest. His face was so pale, but his pale lips curved into a gentle smile. He stretched out his right hand to her, his palm trembling slightly.
“……”
"Please... don't scare me, okay?" she said blankly, "I'm afraid... I'm really afraid..."
“……”
His voice was as soft as a whisper.
She cried: "Please... I'm so scared..."
Why does the blood keep flowing? If it keeps flowing, won't he die? She put her hand on his bleeding chest, but the blood gushed out from between her fingers. She tried to press her fingers together tightly, but the fresh blood flowed out along the edges of her palm again. She cried, she didn't know what to do, but she couldn't apply force to press his wound, that would hurt him.
She started shouting.
She frantically started screaming wildly.
He gazed at her, with pain and reluctance in his eyes, but the gentle smile on his lips tried to conceal them, as fresh blood gradually stained the snow-white shirt red.
With great difficulty
He took her hand, stained red with blood, his voice as soft as the rustling of leaves.
“……”
She can't hear.
She knelt on the ground and shouted desperately.
A sea of people, dazzling sunlight, out of control, suddenly like a nightmare, no matter how hard she tried to wake up, she wailed and screamed wildly, the wind whizzing past her ears, the piercing sunlight, she trembled like a dying animal and let out a loud cry.
Blood flows quietly like river water.
Blood-red asphalt road.
As crimson and desperate as her screams...
The wind blows gently.
She suddenly stopped shouting, her eyes became empty, and she knelt on the ground with a blank expression, staring at him who was lying quietly in the pool of blood. He looked at her, his bloody lips curved into a gentle smile, as if he didn't feel any pain, just a bit tired, just wanting to say something to her.
“……”
With difficulty, he grasped her hand tightly.
She held her breath and listened.
“……”
She heard it.
I like you...
She stared blankly and tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Tomorrow, I'll also like you."
He also heard it.
So he had a gentle smile on his lips, that smile was as soft as the sunlight filtering through the trees.
There is a gentle breeze in the morning.
The wind blows gently and softly.
The sun is shining brightly.
The leaves scattered light, shining so brightly it was almost dazzling.
In the midst of a sea of people.
The girl with short hair bent down, gently hugging him. She knelt on the asphalt ground, gently hugging the boy in the pool of blood, and gently stroked his cheek, murmuring something that no one around her could hear amidst the sea of panicked faces.
The boy's chest trembled slightly.
Lying in her arms, he started to cough lightly, with blood and foam gushing out of the corner of his mouth. His lips trembled slightly, but no sound could be heard.
She bent down lower.
At last, I heard him still saying softly over and over again:
"... millet..."
She leaned forward and hugged him tightly.
Tears like stardust fell on his pale lips.
Gently.
He gently closed his eyes in her arms, his voice very soft and low.
That day.
The wind is quiet, the sunshine is quiet, the trees on both sides of the asphalt road are quiet, the traffic lights are quiet, the black and white striped zebra crossing is quiet, everything is so quiet, as quiet as his soft voice.
"...like you... Xiaomi..."
The sunshine is as transparent as crystal.
Fresh blood quietly spreading on the asphalt ground...
Like a quiet angel, the boy slept in the girl's arms, and the sunlight seemed to have given him a golden halo around his body.
The distant sound of an ambulance siren could be heard faintly.
The girl gently held him tighter, the wind blowing her fine short hair into disarray, the white hem of her skirt soaked in the blood flowing on the ground...
The world is quiet...
From then on, there was no sound...
……
…………
On the high stone steps.
The sun was shining brightly, just like it did that day.
Also green leaves.
The leaves were also rustling softly.
Sparkling jelly, dreamy jelly, dazzling jelly under the sun, everywhere in the world is full of sparkling and flying jelly, beautiful rainbow-colored balloons, beautiful rainbow-colored jelly.
The world is dizzyingly spinning.
The girl on the stairs was as pale as the white dress she wore.
Golden yellow peach jelly.
Clutched tightly in her palm.
Can't hear the painful screams of Yintang Yao, can't hear the hustle and bustle on the square, the whole world is quietly without a single sound, quiet as if in a dream that will never wake up...
Drip drop.
Drip drop.
It's raining outside the window.
The autumn rain brings a quiet flavor, dripping, dripping, the raindrops fall from the eaves onto the green leaves, dripping, dripping, and then roll off the leaves into the mud.
Clinic.
Xiaomi lay quietly on the hospital bed, her complexion pale, her lips thin and bloodless, her fine eyelashes trembling slightly even in a coma. The IV drip flowed quietly into her right wrist, where there was a faint scar.
Yin Tangyao sat beside her bed.
He grasped her left hand with both of his, his back hunched up in loneliness, the room was somewhat dark, and the slanted shadows stretched very long on the ground.
Her left hand still held the yellow peach popsicle.
Her slender fingers clutched it tightly, unable to be pried loose from her palm no matter what. So he grasped her hand, allowing her not to strain so hard, and in her drowsy state she would no longer tremble out animal-like wails of crying.
I don't know how long it's been.
Her fingers trembled slightly in his palm.
Almost simultaneously ——
He held his breath and looked up at her!
Her eyelashes fluttered, and slowly, she opened her eyes, which were filled with a dull emptiness, as if she was completely unaware of everything that had happened.
"Rice!"
He called out to her in a low voice, tightly grasping her fingers.
She trembled, painfully furrowed her brow, her body shrinking like a small animal, and her fingers wanted to slip out of his palm.
Yin Tangyao hastily let her go: "Did I hurt you?"
She seemed to have not heard what he was saying, just staring blankly at the ceiling of the infirmary, as if thinking about something, then she raised her left hand and stared blankly at the jelly in her palm.
The jelly was still glittering and crystal clear in the dimly lit room.
A while.
She gazed at the jelly in her palm and smiled lightly:
"Do you know?"
"What?"
"The jelly is delicious."
She faintly revealed a smile as innocent as a little girl's.
Yin Tang was stunned.
Looking at the golden yellow peach jelly, her pure smile was like an angel: "...... I like to eat any flavor of jelly, it's really delicious. Always hope that one day, don't have to eat rice, every day eating jelly, there are many many jellies for me to enjoy... Yellow peach jelly is the most delicious among all jellies, I love to eat it the most..."
Pale fingers lightly touched the yellow peaches inside the jelly cup from the outside.
She suddenly let out a quiet sigh.
The hand relaxed, the jelly cup fell lightly onto the hospital bed, then from the hospital bed to the ground, bouncing and jumping, lightly, all the way rolling to the corner of the room.
She slightly turned her head, gazing at him with a strange look in her eyes, and said:
"But I don't like jelly now."
Yin Tang's throat tightened.
"Do you know why?"
He was speechless.
"Ah..." Her eyes seemed to see right through him, gazing at a distant horizon as she murmured in a dreamlike state, "I killed someone with jelly..."
"Rice!"
He muttered in a low voice, wanting to interrupt her.
"I killed him......" Lying on the snow-white hospital bed, Xiaomi's voice was as quiet as the raindrops hitting the leaves outside the window. "...Do you know how much I liked him?... He was the one I liked most in the whole world...... But because of a jelly... I killed him..."
"That's enough!"
Yin Tang Yao suddenly stood up, his back stiff and straight.
Her voice was very quiet.
"You don't know... how much I regret it... He's already here, and maybe soon he'll find out that his dad and brother are still alive... He's going to be so happy soon... He's been admitted to graduate school... He's more perfect than all the angels... But I killed him with a jelly..."
There were no tears in her eyes, only a vast expanse of emptiness and bewilderment:
"Why... I used to like eating jelly... I don't like it anymore... I really don't like it anymore... But... why can't he come back even if I don't like eating it anymore..."
"Don't say it again!"
His throat was a mix of scorching heat and icy coldness, he closed his eyes, his body lonely and stiff.
Light rain.
Why was it sunny just now, but now it's raining non-stop. The transparent rain, the transparent leaves, the wind is also transparent, and there is a transparent fragrance in the air.
On the sickbed.
Xiaomi's lips were thin and transparent, she lay quietly on the pillow, her eyes seemed to have lost their soul, staring blankly at the ceiling of the medical room, her breathing was light, only her fingers moved slightly to prove that she was still alive.
Yin Tang Yao stood stiffly beside her bed.
He wanted to hold her in his arms.
But wave after wave of icy chill had frozen his blood.
Then, he suddenly wanted to grab her shoulders and shake her violently! Shaking all her memories of others into pieces, leaving nothing but him in her memory! Only him! No one else!
But...
She lay there as quietly as a paper doll, as if the slightest breeze would shatter her into a million pieces.
"Are you sad for him?"
What came out of his throat was actually this sentence.
Yin Tang was speechless with laughter.
He originally wanted to say that he wouldn't care about her past anymore, it was his fault, he shouldn't be so childish and arbitrary, shouldn't overestimate himself thinking he could know everything about her. But what came out was such a ridiculous sentence.
Xiaomi stared blankly at the ceiling.
"Y... " His voice suddenly choked with emotion, paused for a moment, and then returned to its usual cold tone, as if the previous moment was just an illusion. "Do you love him that much?"
She didn't answer.
She seemed to have heard nothing. Only, slowly, tears trickled down from the corners of her eyes and fell onto the snow-white pillow, leaving behind a damp mark.
"If you love him so much, why don't you just die?" Yoon Tae-oh pressed his lips tightly together. "You loved him that deeply, then you should have died with him. Why? Why didn't you just die?"
She closed her eyes.
Tears streamed down from her eyelashes, and her body began to shake, shaking in waves.
Yin Tang Yao lowered his head, and his fingers gently wiped away the tears on her face. Looking at those crystal-like teardrops, he clenched his fingers, his finger bones pale: "If you love him so much, then what am I?"
On the snow-white sickbed.
Her body was trembling like an animal on the verge of death.
"What am I to you, exactly?" He pinched her chin, his fingers stiff and unable to control their strength. "You said I don't have to be like him, you said I should go back to being my original self, you said...you like me, but what is it that you see in me, me or him?!"
In a fit of intense jealousy, Yin Tao Yao pinched her chin tightly, his fingers pressing her lips into a pout. Tears streamed down and fell onto the palm of his hand. He wanted to shock her awake, make her look at him, only at him, and see clearly that it was him standing by her side, not that person who had already passed away!
"Speak! What am I?!"
The pillow was soaked with tears.
Xiaomi's face was as pale as paper, with tears glistening on her eyelashes. Slowly, she opened her eyes and stared at Yin Tao-yao standing by the bed, his body stiff as ice. Her pupils quietly gazed at him, quietly, hollowly, staring at him all along.
The infirmary is so quiet.
Tick-tock.
Transparent rain sound.
Tears flowed quietly down her cheeks like a small stream.
She stared blankly at him.
A chill, devoid of all vitality, gripped Yintang Yao tightly! His anger and jealousy suddenly vanished. In her gaze, he suddenly felt a fear that her answer would plunge him into the bottomless abyss, and then, remain there forever.
Suffocating silence.
She slightly curved up her pale lips: "Sorry..."
Yin Tangyao pursed his lips tightly.
He took a deep breath.
The stiff and cold fists at his sides were slightly trembling.
"Sorry......" Her eyes were still, the raindrops on the leaves glistened and fell silently into the mud, "......what you just said......I didn't hear it......"
Yin Tang was stunned, he thought it was ridiculous, but couldn't laugh, his eardrums were buzzing. He didn't know how to react, as if he had just crawled out of a terrifying hell and might fall back in at any moment.
He gazed at her.
She lay weakly on the hospital bed, her face pale, her lips pale, as if she would disappear at any moment. Yet this fragile woman held his hell and heaven in the palm of her hand.
In a daze.
He didn't think he would ask again.
"What am I to you?" A slow pain sank into the blood, "Am I just his heart, or... even if he wasn't here, would you still like me to stay by your side..."
Yin Tangyao continued without saying anything further.
He suddenly felt it was ridiculous to keep asking this question.
Actually, he knew the answer, didn't he? No matter what she did, no matter whether she was happy or sad, it was all for that one person. He was just a pocket, and what she cared about was the things inside the pocket, not the pocket itself... And even if she knew the answer, what would happen then? She had already seeped into his bones, and even if he died, she would never disappear.
But ——
He found himself suffocatingly waiting for her response.
Outside the window, transparent rain threads were floating, leaves rustling, everything was so quiet, she on the sickbed also quietly gazed at him, her eyes clear and transparent, quietly gazing at him.
Goodbye.
She said to him: "I don't know."
Yin Tangyao took a light breath, his heart lightly aching, but the suffocated blood began to flow slowly again.
Xiaomi said bitterly:
"I'm sorry... I really didn't know..."
"It's okay."
He grasped her left hand, hooked up the corner of his mouth with a faint smile, and his lips were slightly pale purple.
"It was I who asked wrongly."
Looking at his smile, she felt an unbearable tearing pain in her heart. After thinking for a long time, she bit her lip: "I can't tell them apart... I don't want to tell them apart either... which part is Yong, and which part is you..."
He gazed at her.
She smiled wryly: "It's really bad, isn't it..."
"Why don't you want to distinguish clearly?" Yin Tangyao gazed at her, "You've always been very clear, what you like is that heart, not me, right?"
Her lips moved slightly.
Her pale face wanted to say something, but her eyes quietly misted over, and in the end she said nothing.
Gazing at her every subtle expression, Yoon Tae-oh's voice squeezed out from his throat:
"What do you want to say?"
"I..."
“……”
“……”
"Tell me, will you always love him?"
Her right hand clenched into a fist, tightly twisting the snow-white bed sheet, her heart was suffocated and couldn't breathe, under his painful and weak gaze, her heart also ached with intermittent pain.
"Yes."
But she still answered him like this.
His lips suddenly lost all their color, and the terrifying pale purple made his face strangely beautiful with a shocking beauty. He stared at her, the light in his eyes disappeared, like a pitch-black night without a single ray of light.
She thought he would turn around and leave.
But he sat stiffly and coldly in front of the bed, motionless.
That moment.
She thought she would die in his silence.
However.
Yin Tangyao suddenly said faintly:
"Because you like him, so you will also like me, right?"
She was shocked.
His smile was faint.
"Because you like him, so you will never leave me either, right?"
She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling on her pale cheeks, unable to look at him again, her heart aching as if it were about to split open!
"Really?"
He stubbornly asked again.
Xiaomi bit her lip.
Yin Tangyao gripped her hand tightly, a kind of pain transmitting from his palm into her body.
"Really?"
This last straw finally crushed her nerves!
She said in a low voice:
"Yes!"
Transparent rain outside the window.
The sun has quietly come out again.
Through the gaps of the lush green leaves, a beautiful rainbow can be seen, a colorful and curved rainbow. The east is drizzling with fine rain, while the west is shining with golden sunlight, and the air is filled with refreshing fragrance.
Yin Tangyao gently picked up Xiaomi from the hospital bed and held her in his arms, placing his chin on her soft short hair. He whispered:
"Thank you... it's already very blissful..."
It's deep autumn now.
The mountain road in Maple Garden is filled with crimson and orange maple leaves. The azure sky is high and far, with white clouds, golden ginkgo trees, and maple leaves as red as blood, rustling in the autumn wind. The winding mountain road under the autumn sun's rays is as beautiful and enchanting as if it were in a fairy tale world.
In the dormitory.
Qiu Guo was curiously eating an apple while glancing at Xiaomi, who was on the phone. She leaned against the window, with a faint smile between her eyebrows, speaking softly and nodding occasionally. This went on for over ten minutes before she stared blankly at the phone, then put it down and began to gaze out the window at Donghu Lake in the distance, her face filled with an indescribable expression.
"Is it Yin Tao?" Qi Guoguo asked vaguely while biting into an apple.
Xiaomi was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and said, "Uh-huh."
"Hehe, I knew it! Every day, he would make several calls, and each call would last for a long time. Who else could it be if not Yin Tao?" Qi Guoguo said with a smile, thinking for a moment, she waved the apple in her hand and said, "But recently, he's become really great. Although he still looks very temperamental, he doesn't get angry easily anymore, and instead makes people feel that he's really cool."
Xiaomi smiled at her.
She walked back to her desk, sat down and opened the book she had been reading halfway through.
"Xiaomi..."
"Huh?"
"Do you like Yin Tao Ye or not?" Qi Guo Guo leaned in, batting her eyelashes.
Xiaomi's fingers tightened on the page of the book.
"Honestly, when you first arrived at Shengyu, the way you treated Yindang Yao was really strange. You wrote papers for him, ran 10,000 meters for him, and even jumped into the fountain pool for him... it was all so bizarre! And back then, he was quite despicable, so our classmates thought you were either crazy or had some ulterior motive...
But now everyone thinks differently, Yindang Yao has really changed a lot. If your love hadn't moved him, how could he have changed so much? So you must really like him, right? It's probably love at first sight... did you fall for him the moment you saw him?"
Xiaomi stared blankly at her.
"Say, say," Qī Guǒguǒ put the remaining apple aside and asked excitedly, "I've never been in love before! Are all couples in love as happy as you two?"
"Happiness?......"
"Really, you don't know how happy you two look!" Qi Guoguo said with a red face and a yearning tone, "In class, sitting together, Yin Tangyao is tall and handsome, you're petite and lovely, the scene is even more beautiful than a girls' comic; After class, Yin Tangyao helps carry your bag, putting his arm around your shoulders, so protective, wow, how many girls envy you from behind; The day before yesterday morning, you didn't eat breakfast before going to class, I told Yin Tangyao about it later, he skipped half a class to go buy a bunch of delicious food for you, and, and he even apologized to the teacher, my god, although his attitude is still a bit fierce, but really super dashing ah!"
Xiaomi was stunned.
"The most romantic thing is the eye contact between you two!"
“……”
"Yin Tangyao looked at you with that kind of gaze, ah, how to describe it... " Qi Guoguo thought hard, "Jet black, but shining bright, seeing you is like seeing a ray of light, yet, it seems there's also a bit... a bit... fear of you... Actually, it can't be said that way either... It's more like being afraid you'll be unhappy, afraid you won't feel blissful... You know, Yin Tangyao, who was so arrogant before, suddenly became so tense about this one feeling, and it's got us bystanders almost swooning..."
Xiaomi gently bit her lip, and in her heart, it felt like something had heavily bumped into her.
"And you see Yin Tao's eyes......" Qi Guo Guo mischievously tilted her head to look at her, clapped her hands and laughed, "Right! Right! It's this expression! ...... Xiao Mi, you've been dazing off a lot recently, often sitting still and motionless, I don't know what you're thinking about. I think, maybe Yin Tao is afraid of you spacing out like this, every time you quietly enter a trance, he doesn't speak or disturb you, but there's always a hint of painful aura emanating from his body."
"...why she never noticed it at all."
"But when you look at Yǐn Táng Yào, it's different. Your eyes are always very gentle, extremely gentle, as if you can do anything to make Yǐn Táng Yào happy. Ah, yes, that's the expression on your face right now..."
"I..."
"Hehe, you're really into Yin Tao Yao, aren't you?" Qi Guo Guo said with a smug expression, as if to say "I knew it".
“……”
"It's a good thing Yintang Yao also pitied you, otherwise, you would have been taken advantage of."
Xiaomi lowered her head, the wind blowing from outside the window gently turned the pages of the book on the table, and her heart seemed to be gently turned over as well. A sour feeling filled her chest to the brim.
The East Lake outside the dormitory building.
The blue lake water and the blue sky are connected as one.
"But why do you look like you're not very happy?" Qi Guoguo looked at her with a puzzled expression, furrowing his brow. "You like Yin Tangyao, and Yin Tangyao likes you too, so shouldn't you be very happy? Why are you often dazed and distracted?"
Xiaomi didn't know what to say.
"Huh, is it for a birthday?" Qi Guoguo's eyes widened.
"Your birthday?"
"Is it? The day after tomorrow isn't your birthday?"
"Oh..." Xiaomi scratched her hair, smiling awkwardly, "Yeah."
"Are you worried that Yoon Tae-oh will forget to celebrate your birthday and you're too embarrassed to remind him?"
"No, I..."
"Don't worry!" Qi GuoGuo comforted her strongly, "Although Yin TaoYao was very careless before, but I think he will definitely not forget your birthday and will definitely give you a very special birthday gift!"
"Good good......"
"Believe me!" Qi Guoguo patted her hand forcefully and said confidently, without giving her a chance to speak.
Xiaomi also stopped talking.
She smiled and sat at the desk, listening to Qi Guo's enthusiastic and romantic analysis and predictions, filling the dormitory with lively and cheerful voices.
The dormitory window overlooks Donghu Lake which stretches all the way to the horizon.
The water of Donghu Lake ripples gently in the autumn breeze, creating fine waves.
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