Chapter16

  Afternoon.

  The teacher turned his back to write on the blackboard, and the students of Guo Mao Class 2 were quietly taking notes. No one spoke, nor did anyone doze off, the classroom was very quiet, with only the sound of leaves falling outside the window, rustling softly.

  Xiaomi is sitting in the first row.

  She occasionally glanced at the blackboard, occasionally lightly flipped through the pages of her book, and the pen in her hand kept writing, as if she wanted to record every word the teacher said.

  Qī Guǒ looked at her absent-mindedly.

  These days, Xiaomi has become much thinner. She is as pale as a wandering soul, and it seems that just a gust of wind could blow her away. Nowadays, Xiaomi comes to class every day, reading books and taking notes in the classroom during the day, and continuing to study in the library at night. Every day, she returns to the dormitory very late, and even after returning to the dormitory, she still studies and reviews her lessons. Often, when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she sees that the desk lamp is still on, and Xiaomi's weak silhouette is projected onto the wall, motionless for a long time.

  Qī Guǒguǒ stared blankly and turned his head back to look at the back of the classroom.

  The last row of seats in the classroom, by the window, was empty. The desk had a thick layer of dust on it, with several fingerprints visible in the dust, probably left unintentionally when someone tried to open the window. In the soft autumn sunlight, the dust floated gently, and the faint fingerprints seemed to evoke a sense of melancholy and desolation.

  Qī Guǒguǒ was stunned for a long time.

  So.

  She didn't notice that Xiaomi, who was staring at the blackboard, was also in a daze.

  Her fingers numbly grasped the pen, her complexion pale and transparent, staring at the blackboard, staring at the words that the teacher wrote quickly on the blackboard, Xiaomi sat blankly, her eyes empty and unfocused.

  Leaves are gently floating outside the window.

  The sunlight shines obliquely on Xiaomi's still sitting body, the shadow stretches out on the ground, the world is quiet and silent, with only a gentle breeze, with only a gentle falling of leaves.

  All classes have ended.

  The teacher left.

  The classmates left.

  Qiu Guo Guo shouted at Xiao Mi to go back to the dormitory for dinner.

  She smiled and shook her head, saying that she had fallen behind in her studies for a while and needed to catch up. So Qi Guoguo handed over all his notes to her, then reluctantly left.

  In an empty classroom.

  Only Xiao Mi was reading alone by herself.

  She lowered her head to read a book.

  The sunlight gradually changed from bright to golden yellow.

  Gradually, the golden sunlight, the hazy red sunset, row after row of empty seats, she stared blankly at her book, the golden and crimson light enveloped her surroundings, her short hair was fine and fluffy as if shining with countless soft stars.

  The light is getting dimmer.

  The music from the campus radio began echoing in the empty classroom.

  The words on the page gradually became blurry.

  She paused for a moment, then slowly closed the book and put away her pen and notebook in her bag. Standing up, amidst the sky's afterglow, she involuntarily gazed towards the last row of the classroom.

  On the window frame.

  A bird chirped and flapped its wings.

  An empty table.

  Dust particles dance in the magnificent sunset glow.

  Quietly.

  The empty seats row by row, there is no one left in the classroom.

  The door closed gently.

  The corridor was also filled with beautiful twilight, gentle as intoxication, accompanied by the golden glow of sunset, and the music in the broadcast sounded softly.

  Xiaomi lowered his head and walked silently.

  Suddenly——

  A pair of slender legs appeared in front.

  She raised her head.

  Long legs, slender figure, white shirt, soft smile on the lips. In the dazzling sunset, Pei You smiled and touched her nose, saying to her...

  "Hi."

  Students of Shengyu came and went on the Lin Yin Avenue. On the left side of the road was a basketball court, where boys were playing basketball under each hoop, while girls cheered loudly. On the right side of the road was a small forest, with tall trees standing upright. Some trees were evergreen all year round, with lush branches and leaves, while others had already turned golden yellow, rustling in the wind. In the forest, there were long wooden chairs, some students watched the game on the opposite basketball court from afar, some students chatted in low voices, and several couples whispered to each other.

  The ground was covered with golden leaves.

  A quiet long bench.

  The campus radio's loudspeaker by the basketball court, with the passionate and exciting sports scene, was out of tune, yet it softly sang a light and melancholic song. A piece of golden leaves rotated slowly in Xiaomi's hands, her lips thin and transparent, Pei You quietly gazed at her, not wanting to disturb her, as if just one gentle word would make her fall back into the sorrow of the days when Cheng Ayi had just left.

  The sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves.

  Gently and quietly sprinkled on the long chair on him and her body.

  It's been a long, long time.

  Her fingers numbly pinched the golden yellow leaf stem.

  "Is he... all right?"

  "It's okay." Pei You said softly, "Whatever medicine the nurse brings, he will take it and no longer refuses the doctor's treatment or throws a tantrum."

  "That's good." She lowered her head.

  "But he became very quiet." Bae-oo paused for a moment, with a faint sigh in his voice. "Sometimes, I'd rather have him throw tantrums like before, being uncooperative with treatment, it was tough, but you could feel his presence. But Yaw now... is so quiet that it's as if nothing matters to him, so quiet that it's as if he doesn't exist..."

  Her fingers stiffened.

  Quietly.

  The campus radio was softly singing a slow and sorrowful song amidst the rustling fallen leaves.

  There was a faint sadness at the bottom of Pei You's eyes:

  "Why don't you go see him?"

  Her body also stiffened.

  Pei You said softly:

  "You should know that Yue Xiang wants to see you."

  Her face turned pale, staring blankly at the boys running under the distant basketball hoop, the golden fallen leaves trembling lightly between her fingers.

  He gazed at the fluttering leaves in the sky, with a faint smile: "You really like Yoh, don't you? So you accepted Yoh's engagement proposal, not entirely for the sake of Little Yoh's heart. Therefore, when Yoh's heart stopped beating, you were so afraid and terrified."

  A bitter feeling in her heart made her chest feel suffocated, her fingers stiffened, "crack" lightly sounded, the stem of the fallen leaf broke off, and trembled as it floated down to the bottom of the long chair.

  Pei You said quietly:

  "Xiaomi, some people have left, but there are still some people by your side... You know, I'm really grateful to you, truly grateful that you like and miss Xiao Mei so much... But Xiao Mei will be sad, if he can see you from heaven..."

  The music of campus radio floated quietly from the basketball court.

  He and she sat quietly together.

  The sky is filled with a rosy glow, and the golden leaves are dancing in the air, rustling softly. The ground and benches are covered with a thick layer of golden yellow leaves.

  "Can you forget just by leaving?"

  The afterglow of sunset reflected in her eyes, with a quiet sorrow.

  "Have you ever liked someone like that, but when there is no longer him in this world, can he be forgotten? Can one live happily beside others and forget him, or just occasionally think of him... Would the heavenly him be happy then? Wouldn't he feel sad?"

  Her pale and transparent lips, her eyes hollowly staring at Pei You.

  "It's all fake..."

  "Xiaomi, what is love?"

  On the bench in the sunset, he quietly gazed at the brilliant and beautiful sky.

  “……”

  He smiled slightly:

  "Love is happiness. Because I love her, as long as she's happy, I can do anything for her. Wanting her to be happy, wanting to see her smile, when she feels happy, it's also the happiest moment for the one who loves her... Being forgotten by her, not being in her eyes anymore, is a loss. But if she never finds happiness again, how can the person who has left ever find happiness..."

  Her fingers tightened absent-mindedly.

  "Cherish your love, cherish your happiness. Seeing you live happily, being able to have someone who loves you like him, even if it's a loss, will make you smile and feel happy." He said softly, "Xiao Yun is just like that, right?"

  In the evening, the wind blew gently, and he gazed at the sky with a sunset glow. The clouds in the sky were dyed with golden red, shining brightly, just like the beautiful wings of an angel.

  The fallen leaves rustled and danced in the air.

  His body slowly flowed with the same blood as Xiao Mei.

  The sun sets in the west, the evening glow gradually disperses, and the last touch of beauty in the sky is so breathtakingly beautiful that it takes one's breath away. She sits silently on a long bench. Another golden leaf gently floats down, quietly falling onto her thin shoulders.

  Staring at her pale and trembling profile.

  He smiled faintly and gently removed the fallen leaves from her shoulders, saying softly: "Cherish the people around you, always remember those who love you in your heart, and then live happily."

  Leaves flutter down.

  Golden sunset.

  He walked silently away.

  In the long chair.

  She just sat quietly.

  Sit quietly.

  Tears slowly flowed down.

  When the sun rises in the east, it's a brand new day. The sprinkler truck drives slowly along the tree-lined avenue, and the transparent water droplets shine with a crystal light under the morning glow. The ground is wet and refreshing, and the air smells of fallen leaves and soil. In the woods, the sound of students from Shengyu reading English aloud gradually grows louder, and the sound of playing basketball starts again. Students jogging in the morning occasionally run past on the tree-lined avenue, and some students are already walking towards the teaching building while eating their breakfast.

  Under the golden yellow big tree.

  In the long chair.

  Xiaomi slowly raised her head to gaze at the dawn light on the horizon, then she picked up her school bag, her face deathly pale, like a wandering soul, and slowly walked onto the tree-lined avenue, walking slowly in the midst of millions of golden rays of sunlight.

  Students come and go on the tree-lined path.

  Xiaomi walked slowly, she was a bit dazed, her mind was as if it was a dull white mist, she couldn't think clearly about anything, everything was chaotic, at a loss, and heart-wrenching.

  The sprinkler truck sprayed out a gurgling sound of water, the fountain on the side of the road splashed out high water flowers, in the dawn light it was clear and transparent, on this deep autumn morning there was a bit of chill, the leaves were still flying and dancing in the air with a golden yellow color.

  Suddenly.

  She stopped in her tracks, dazed.

  In the distance, under a dense golden ginkgo tree, there was a woman standing. Her elegant figure, black suit, and soft pearl necklace made her skin look crystal clear, but her beautiful face had no expression, and her cold lips seemed to emanate an aura of evil.

  Xiaomi's body stiffened, thinking she had seen it wrong, and that a sleepless night had created an illusion.

  At this time, Yin Zhaoman also saw her.

  separated by dozens of meters

  Yin Zhaoman walked towards Xiaomi with a cold gaze. The students on the path bowed their heads in respect, rarely having seen such a noble and beautiful woman. Although she seemed a bit icy, her proud and unapproachable aura left everyone in awe.

  Xiaomi stared blankly at her.

  Her body was stiff and wouldn't move, her pale face staring at Yin Zhaoman as she stepped in front of her, her mind a complete blank, her chest tight with anxiety. The leaves fell gently to the ground. Yin Zhaoman stood coldly in front of her, staring at her.

  People coming and going on the shaded path.

  Yin Zhao Man stared at her coldly.

  Xiaomi's lips trembled, she wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, just staring blankly at Yin Zhaoman, pale and weak like a wandering soul.

  Yin Zhao Man raised her hand high up in the air with a cold expression—

  "Slap——!!"

  A loud slap landed on Xiaomi's cheek, and she suddenly felt a deafening roar in her ears, half of her body numb with pain, her head heavily hit to the side, she trembled almost falling to the ground!

  "Ah——"

  A cry echoed from the avenue.

  The girls were shocked and covered their mouths, never expecting to see such a violent scene on campus. Some boys wanted to rush over, but when they saw that the person being beaten was just standing there blankly without reacting, they couldn't help but stop in their tracks, unsure of what had happened.

  The sprinkler truck drove quietly away from the avenue.

  Xiaomi was slapped so hard that her face turned sideways, with a bright red palm print on her cheek. It swelled up quickly and painfully. She stood there, trembling as she lowered her eyelashes. After the initial intense pain passed, she couldn't feel any more pain, but only a black hole in her heart being torn apart, with dark blood flowing out.

  Yin Zhao Man clenched her fingers.

  Her face was expressionless, her eyes cold and arrogant.

  "Go to the hospital."

  She said to Xiaomi.

  No, it's not a request, but an order.

  Xiaomi hadn't expected to hear such words, her mind was a blank and chaotic mess, trembling, with shock and confusion filling the bottom of her eyes.

  "Go to the hospital now!"

  Yin Zhao said coldly, with a hint of hatred in her voice. She had not expected that this girl would really not go to see Yao, who was waiting for her every day and every moment, but she actually never stepped into Yao's ward again.

  Yao becomes more and more silent.

  Although he took the medicine and no longer refused treatment, however, the silent him seemed to have already died, breathing was just his body. The condition became more and more severe, Dean said that unless he went abroad for treatment, it would be difficult to drag on for much longer.

  She hates this girl.

  She will never forgive this girl.

  But ——

  She didn't want to watch her own son die in silence and loneliness...

  The trees on the avenue rustled softly.

  The wind is stronger than yesterday.

  Leaves and dust flew wildly in all directions.

  Golden Ginkgo leaves.

  Dancing wildly and floating away.

  Xiaomi shook her head in a fluster, at a loss for what to do, her head throbbing with pain that made it impossible for her to think clearly. She took a step back, shaking her head wildly, and retreated, her white dress fluttering disheveled in the wind as she trembled with each step backward.

  Yin Zhao's pupils constricted, her voice even colder.

  "Don't you want to go?"

  Xiaomi trembled and shook her head in a flurry, retreating with a quiver, as if she were just a wisp of a wandering soul, and the wind could penetrate her body.

  "If I can take it back because of what I said before," Yoon Jaeman said coldly and arrogantly.

  "No..."

  Tears slowly flowed down Xiaomi's cheeks, her lips pale and trembling. She was panicked and at a loss, give her some more time, just a little more time, her head hurt too much to think of anything.

  Yin Zhao Man looked at her.

  Golden yellow leaves are flying all over the sky, lightly, without worries, carefree, dancing.

  Yin Zhao Man looked at her indifferently.

  Then.

  She bent her knees.

  Kneel down.

  Kneeling in front of Xiaomi.

  That day, everyone on Shengyu's Lin Yin Avenue was stunned.

  Golden leaves scattered all over the ground.

  Yin Zhaoman knelt on the carpet-like golden fallen leaves, her beautiful face had a faint sadness, kneeling in front of Xiaomi. The leaves fell quietly. She knelt quietly in front of Xiaomi.

  From the moment he was born, she knew that this child would die like his father. So, she didn't give him much love and rarely stayed by his side. As long as she didn't love him, then when he died, it shouldn't hurt so much, right? She always thought so.

  But she was wrong.

  The same heartache, even double the heartache. Because she owed him so much love...she owed her own son so much love...

  Leaves fall in profusion.

  Xiaomi rushed over with a pale face in horror.

  She trembled and knelt down in panic.

  Kneeling in front of Yin Zhao Man.

  She desperately tried to lift Yun Zhao Man up, but her trembling arms couldn't muster any strength. She knelt down in front of Yun Zhao Man, crying out in panic and shouting repeatedly:

  "Sorry, I'm going...I'm going..."

  Golden dawn light.

  People were shocked.

  Golden ginkgo trees on both sides of the avenue.

  The leaves fall one after another.

  It's deep autumn now.

  In the early morning, the hospital's lawn was empty, with dew drops glistening on the grass tips. The dawn light shone on the dew drops, casting a tiny, colorful glow that flashed into the glass window of the patient's room. The nurse looked at Yin Tao-yao by the window with concern, as the doctor had ordered him to rest absolutely, but he stood there every day, seemingly waiting for something, yet not waiting for anything. She wanted to persuade him, but the cold silence on his body always made her feel intimidated.

  The nurse reluctantly left the ward.

  Only he was left standing silently by the window in the room.

  He gazed silently at the lawn downstairs, his face somewhat pale, his lips weakly purplish, but the silver angel on the bridge of his nose made his features strangely soft and handsome.

  Pale fingers grasped the railing by the window.

  He was silent and still.

  He stood silently, gazing down at the empty lawn below, his tall figure standing by the window, seemingly lost in thought. He no longer indulged in impossible thoughts, nor did he listen for the soft creak of the hospital door opening. He simply remained silent, as if everything in the world had lost all connection to him.

  So when the door of the ward was pushed open.

  He didn't hear it.

  The sunlight poured in strongly through the window, and Xiao Mi, standing at the door of the ward, felt a little dizzy. She narrowed her eyes, and it seemed as if countless golden stars were flashing before her brain. For some reason, her legs suddenly trembled slightly, as if she had entered a place where she shouldn't have intruded, and everything had changed because of her reckless intrusion.

  Yin Tangyao stood by the window.

  He turned his back on her.

  The golden sunlight shone brightly around him, so bright that it was hard to keep one's eyes open. It was a cold brightness, a silent coldness, as if he and she were no longer in the same world. Her heart suddenly tightened, the golden sunlight on his body was so similar to when they parted ways, similar to the point where she couldn't help but shiver repeatedly.

  She stared blankly at him.

  Suddenly, he found that his hair had turned from flaxen to black, and the arrogant and domineering air about him when they first met had disappeared. His back was silent and cold, lonely and desolate.

  Her heart suddenly hurt again.

  When Yintang Yao slowly turned around, a gentle breeze blew in from the doorway. He saw her standing there, he didn't know how long she had been standing there. She stared blankly at him, as if she no longer recognized him. Her eyes were light and seemed to have cried, with some tears stains, the redness of her eye sockets made his fingers clench tightly by his side.

  He gazed at her silently.

  Just like thousands of times the same dream and every time it's just a dream.

  The breeze gently blew open the door of the sickroom.

  His fingers stiffened and clenched into a fist, a faint stinging sensation, this stinging sensation and the vulnerability that gradually seeped into her eyes made him finally believe it, so his body began to stiffen and tremble.

  "You..."

  His throat was slightly hoarse, and a spark of shock flashed in the bottom of his eyes, then slowly, but also somewhat desolate.

  Outside the window, leaves are dancing in the air. The morning sunlight shines through the elegant dance of the falling leaves, and the air is filled with the deep autumn flavor, cool and refreshing.

  Yin Tangyao lay half-reclined on his sickbed.

  He gazed at her, with a hint of pain in his eyes. Gently, he stretched out his fingers to caress her cheek, the pads of his fingers lightly stroking the red and swollen palm print, saying sorrowfully:

  "Has anyone hit you?"

  Xiaomi was suddenly panicked, she covered her face, shook her head hard and forced a smile:

  "No... nothing..."

  He gazed at her, suddenly recalling his mother who had wept and kept vigil for him all night, only to rush out of the hospital room at dawn and never return. Was that it? So that's why she came, so she hadn't finally remembered him after all. His eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell silent.

  It's been a long time.

  He gazed at her quietly and said:

  "After thinking for a long time, I realized that I'm actually very bad to you."

  He rubbed his fingers on her forehead.

  "I always hit you, whether I'm happy or not, I like hitting you. Seeing you cry out in pain, I don't know why, but it always makes me feel very happy." He smiled faintly, "Is it that I often hit you so hard, but you don't dare say anything?"

  His fingers gently massaged her forehead, and her heart began to tremble slightly, with a thin layer of mist on the black and white eyeballs.

  "I say I don't care, but I actually care to death. As long as you're slightly distracted, I'll hate to grab you back with all my might, making you only look at me and think of me. So I always end up ruining the good atmosphere."

  Yin Tang Yao smiled wryly and said softly, his fingers slipping down from her forehead.

  "So..."

  He gazed at her.

  "You don't want to see me again, is that right?"

  The sun has completely risen.

  Soft sunlight spills into the sickroom, white walls, white ceiling, two people's shadows stretch faintly on the ground.

  Xiaomi looked up at him.

  Her eyes were quietly gazing at him with a thin mist, shining brightly and wetly.

  "I'm sorry..."

  A teardrop fell from her eyelashes.

  Yin Tangyao was moved, he leaned forward, and wanted to reach out to wipe away her tears, but his fingers stopped in mid-air, after a long time, he slowly withdrew them back.

  "Why do you always say sorry?"

  "I..."

  “……”

  "Missing you so much... but... Her eyelashes were moistened by tears, shining black, she trembled slightly, "...dare not see you..."

  A moment of silence.

  His eyes were also slightly moistened:

  "So, what you said that day was true?"

  More tears fell silently, and she nodded slightly, trembling.

  He smiled.

  He smiled at her, smiling like a naive child. As long as she had really liked him, that was enough. His encounter with her was like a gift from an angel; if he hadn't met her, perhaps there wouldn't have been so much joy, happiness and sorrow either.

  "Thank you."

  He said to her, with a faint purple smile at the corner of his lips.

  Then he fell silent, gazing at her quietly as if he would never see her again.

  Time slips away slowly.

  The room was so quiet that all you could hear were his and her breathing.

  Xiaomi struggled to hold back all her tears, took a deep breath, and smiled at him: "I heard that there have been new developments in foreign medicine, your illness should be curable, right?"

  "What's the difference?" he said quietly.

  She was stunned.

  "Even if cured, it can only be maintained for one or two years at most, and death will come at any time. What's the difference between living a little longer or shorter in this world?"

  "Your mother loves you."

  He faintly curled up his lips: "I know... but she's still so beautiful... If I leave, she can start a new life."

  She was stunned, then a wave of sorrow made her voice tremble: "What are you talking about... do you know that kind of pain? Do you know the pain of watching your loved ones die and being powerless to stop it? ... It's as if the whole heart has been dug out, as if the entire world has collapsed... That kind of pain and hurt can never be made up for by any amount of happiness in the future..."

  Yin Tang Yao silently gazed at her.

  "So you will never forget him."

  His tone was light, as if the words had nothing to do with him, and there was nothing more to care about. The desolation and indifference were like a cold hammer that heavily hit Xiao Mi's heart!

  She was scared.

  She was really scared.

  She suddenly understood the fear of Bae-oo and Eun's mom, the same fear made her tremble all over, at this moment, she would rather he was angry and yelling like before, at least that proved he was still alive. Now this faint him seemed to be very far away from her.

  Soft sunlight shines in from outside the window.

  She trembled as if deeply trapped in great fear and asked him:

  "How to do it?"

  He was very quiet, as if he didn't know what she was saying.

  She grasped his arm, lifted her face, and tears poured down: "What should I do for you to live a good life?"

  "Do you mind?" he asked softly.

  She nodded desperately.

  Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell onto the snow-white bed sheet.

  "Don't cry..." He finally reached out his hand and gently wiped away her tears, "You don't have to feel guilty, even if I hadn't met you, this illness would still have taken me away early."

  The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile as he carefully wiped away her tears.

  "I'm really happy to have met you, so even if I go to another world, there are many memories that can be recalled repeatedly."

  "It's not guilt!" she sobbed, her heart wracked with waves of pain. "If it were just guilt, I could pretend nothing had happened and stay by your side as if nothing was wrong, like before. I could deceive you, I could put on a good face. But..."

  Yin Tang Yao gazed at her intently.

  She tearfully said: "I have fallen in love with you..."

  Lips pale purple shocking heart and soul.

  He held his breath lightly.

  Pale fingers stiffened and trembled.

  "Because I've fallen for you, I can no longer pretend. If my heart still belongs to him and I'll never be able to forget him, if all I bring to you is pain, constantly hurting you," she said tearfully, like a starry night sky. "Then how can I be with you?"

  He hugged her.

  Gently hold her.

  He pulled her into his arms, Yin Tangyao took a light breath, on her soft and fluffy short hair, he closed his eyes tightly, his heart surged with hot blood, his throat tightened repeatedly, and it was only after a while that he could say in a hoarse voice:

  "Xiaomi, you know I like you... I like you, so I don't care if there's still another boy in your heart... As long as you're with me... we'll be very happy..."

  He gently hugged her.

  Her body was trembling slightly in her sobs.

  He held her tightly and said painfully:

  "But... I will eventually die... maybe soon... Sometimes, I want to keep you by my side no matter what... sometimes, I think I should let you go... so when I'm gone, you won't be sad... What should I do... what should I really do..."

  She struggled to lift her head, with a glint of tears in the corner of her eyes:

  "Don't die..."

  He gazed at her with anguished eyes.

  Tears with sparkling starlight spread across her face, she wiped them away with the back of her hand, then, forcing a smile, curved up the corners of her lips at him:

  "Please... live well..."

  Yin Tang Yao's eyes locked onto hers, his lips pale and dry as he spoke in a hoarse voice: "If... I asked you to stay by my side, never leaving again?"

  "Will you live well like that?"

  "If it is..."

  She gazed at him, with a fragile and complex emotion flashing in the depths of her eyes. The smile on her lips was somewhat pale and transparent. Quietly, she said to him:

  "Good."

  "Really?"

  A moist luster flickered faintly in his eyes.

  "Really."

  She said softly, with a moist glint in her eyes. She was still trying to smile, not letting the tears on her eyelashes fall: "I will be with you when you are alive and with you when you leave."

  Yin Tangyao's body stiffened: "No..."

  "If those I love will all go before me, then I would rather go before them." She said quietly.

  Yin Tangyao's body stiffened, and he stared at her blankly: "But I want you to live a good life..."

  "I also want you to live well..." She stared at him dazedly. "Being with you, I'll like you even more deeply, if you leave too, then how can I live well..."

  The angel of nasal wing flashed out a silver painful light.

  He said in a hoarse voice:

  "So, just forget about me once I'm gone."

  Xiaomi smiled, her smile a bit silly and dazed. On the snow-white bed sheet, the small diamond between her fingers sparkled, also looking a bit dazed.

  The sun shines with countless rays.

  The ward is filled with sunshine.

  Golden and resplendent.

  Bright sunlight with a hint of coolness.

  Yin Tang Yao gazed at her, his face growing paler and paler, his pale purple lips weakly pursed.

  He suddenly said:

  "You can go..."

  She stared blankly at him, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

  "Go away," he whispered again, "I don't want you by my side anymore, go away..." The voice was very soft, as if it were echoing from the depths of a lonely heart, in the snow-white hospital room, resonating layer upon layer.

  "Will you die if I leave?"

  Xiaomi asked dully.

  I like you.

  Yin Tang hesitated before answering her.

  "Because you like me, you won't die, will you?"

  It is.

  "Okay, I'll wait for you."

  "How much longer?"

  "As long as you don't die, I'll keep waiting."

  "What if I died?"

  "Then I won't wait anymore. I will forget you, whether in heaven or hell, I will thoroughly forget you, and there won't be any memory of you left."

  "Why?"

  "Because I will hate you." She said quietly.

  Quiet sunshine.

  Golden leaves fluttering outside the window.

  Azure sky.

  Two dazed figures were reflected on the floor of the ward.

  Yin Tang's lips were pale purple, his eyes were dark and deep, he gently grasped her icy cold fingers, holding her hand in the palm of his hand, holding it very tightly.

  A small diamond sparkled between her fingers.

  Shining in his palm.

  He gazed at her.

  She also looked at him.

  Quietly, there was no sound in the ward anymore, only that small silver angel, on his nose wing, shining out a crystal clear light.

  Late autumn.

  The leaves outside the window have all turned yellow.

  The lawn of the hospital downstairs is also covered with golden leaves.

  A gentle breeze.

  Resplendent sunshine.

  Pei You sat quietly on the long bench at the edge of the lawn.

  The leaves on the tree were almost all gone, and a golden leaf floated gently down onto his knee. His slender hands held a white cloth angel doll, its wings made of some material that seemed like crystal, thin as a cicada's wing, sparkling and transparent.

  He stared at it absent-mindedly, thinking about something, with a soft glow in his eyes, and the quiet corners of his mouth also had a faint smile like a gentle breeze.

  At some point in time.

  Someone sat down beside him.

  Cheng Yuan didn't say a word, she just quietly stared at him until after a long while he turned his head to look at her, then smiled and greeted him: "The weather is so good."

  "Why didn't you go to class?"

  "Wow, the weather is so great, I suddenly feel like skipping class. From childhood to now, this is actually my first time skipping class on a whim."

  Pei You smiled.

  He didn't say anything else.

  Sunlight reflects off the glass of the hospital building.

  The white flowers dazzled with their bright light.

  The plush angel in his hand also flashed a crystal-like light.

  Cheng Yu lowered her head and looked at the plush angel in his hand, saying: "On that day, Xiao Mi's birthday, you actually prepared a gift to give to her, right?"

  He was taken aback.

  "Now that we've prepared the gift, why don't we give it to her?" she said in a low voice.

  His gaze fell quietly on the angel doll in his hand, and he was slightly dazed. The transparent wings of the angel refracted some crystal light, reflecting the gentle smile at the corner of his lips, like sunlight filtering through the leaves.

  "Do you like millet?" She gazed at him.

  Pei You got up quietly.

  He left the bench.

  On the bench, Chengyun stared at him blankly, thinking he would say something, but he didn't say a word and quietly walked away into the hospital building.

  Leaves fall quietly from the sky and float down.

  Golden sunshine.

  A warm golden world.

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