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  Finale

  Two years later.

  Spring morning.

  The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, lush green grass, and the water from the fountain sprays high into the clear blue sky, transparent water droplets, beautiful music sounds, the hospital's backyard is like a children's paradise.

  A group of little kids wearing hospital gowns surrounded a big sister with short hair and a white skirt, excitedly asking her questions in unison.

  "Sister, are there really angels?"

  "What do angels look like? Do they all have wings?"

  "Sister, have you ever seen an angel?"

  "Can I play with the angel?"

  "Would angels like to eat French fries and fried chicken legs?"

  ……

  The girl in a white skirt squatted among the children, distributing the delicious candies she had brought, then blinked her eyes thoughtfully and smiled, saying:

  "Sister has told you many times, of course there are angels! There are many, many angels in the world!"

  "Really?" The chubby little girl exclaimed happily.

  "Hmm!" The girl in a white skirt nodded and then mysteriously said, "I'll tell you a secret..."

  "Wow! Tell me quickly, sister!"

  "Angels all like smiling, and angels all like wearing white clothes."

  The kids looked at each other in shock, their mouths wide open, and exclaimed in unison: "Gosh, we're all wearing white clothes!" The hospital's patient gowns were all white.

  The girl in white dress has eyes shining like stars:

  "Do you like smiling too?"

  "Of course!"

  The children suddenly showed their brightest and biggest smiles.

  "So, you are all angels! The most lovely angels, everyone's favorite angels..."

  The children cheered happily.

  The patients and nurses around looked over with a smile.

  "Sister, are you an angel too?" A little girl with a long braid pulled on the girl's skirt. Sister was a volunteer at the hospital, beautiful and kind, often came to play with them, everyone liked sister very much.

  "Sister doesn't know." The girl in the white dress stuck out her tongue.

  The little kids exclaimed in surprise: "Why? How can sister not be an angel?"

  "It's because sister did something wrong."

  A thin little boy said in terror: "I've also done bad things, I secretly wet the bed today, so I... am not an angel either...... Waaaah......"

  The girl in the white dress hurriedly hugged him, patting his back and cooing: "Good boy, that's not a bad thing. And even if you've done something bad before, if you change later, you can still become an angel..."

  "Really?" The little boy wiped away his tears and sniffled.

  "Yes." The girl in a white dress smiled and wiped his face clean for him.

  "Is that brother an angel?" said the little girl with a long braid, pointing to a group of children on the other side of the fountain. "He's also wearing white clothes, but he doesn't like to smile!"

  There is a faint white cloud in the azure sky.

  As she looked in the direction of the little girl's pointing finger, a ray of sunlight suddenly stung her eyes. Her white skirt was blown by the wind and fluttered lightly. The spray from the fountain splashed out and wetted the hem of her dress. She narrowed her eyes slightly and saw in the strong light that on the lawn opposite the fountain there was a group of children laughing and surrounding a tall boy wearing a white shirt.

  "He's not an angel at all!" another little boy said, "He's so fierce, once Xiaopeng was afraid of getting a shot, and that brother actually pinned Xiaopang to the hospital bed and let the nurse give him the shot!"

  "But... " The thin little boy blushed, "Last time I twisted my foot playing on the lawn, it was also that brother who carried me back."

  "Oh, big brother is so handsome!" The chubby little girl exclaimed.

  The spring breeze blew her short hair into a mess, and she gazed gently at the young man in a white shirt on the other side of the fountain. Her breathing suddenly became very light. In that gentle breath, for an instant, she thought it was him, but then her breathing became light again, and she smiled faintly. He's already gone, ah... She had been waiting for him all along...

  "Ah! And there's an angel on brother's nose!"

  "Right, really! Silver, it seems like it's going to shine!"

  "That older brother must be an angel..."

  "But brother is really too fierce!"

  "Brother is quite good..."

  "He's so handsome, just like the prince in the picture book Mom showed me..."

  In the sunshine.

  The water of the fountain floats gently in the air and falls down.

  Transparent.

  Sparkling water droplets.

  An angel was quietly shining on the bridge of his nose, and Yin Tangyao stared at the children who surrounded him with a smile, wanting to play with him.

  There seems to be a quiet sound in the air.

  Slowly.

  He suddenly froze, and it seemed that something was faintly ringing in his eardrums. Slowly, he raised his head to gaze at the opposite side of the fountain where water flowers were falling...

  In the transparent and cheerful water flowers, the fountain sings a song -

  “……

  Maybe you won't understand

  Since you said you love me

  The stars in my sky have all lit up

  ……

  I wish I could become a fairy tale

  The angel you love

  Spread open both hands transformed into wings protecting you

  You have to believe

  I believe we will be like in fairy tales

  Happiness and joy are the ending

  ……”

  Transparent splashing water, quiet fountain. In the azure sky, faint white clouds gently filter out sunlight, and that sunlight is soft and gentle, just like a warm smile that will never be forgotten.

  His shirt had a faint glow.

  Her skirt fluttered gently.

  Breathing became transparent and crystal clear, then, a smile quietly bloomed in the fragrance of flowers on a spring day. He and she gazed at each other dazedly, between them, a beautiful rainbow shone quietly under the bright and radiant sunlight.

  “……

  I want to become a fairy tale

  The angel you love

  Spread open both hands transformed into wings protecting you

  You have to believe

  I believe we will be like in fairy tales

  Happiness and joy are the ending

  ……

  I will become a fairy tale

  The angel you love

  Spread open both hands transformed into wings protecting you

  You have to believe

  I believe we will be like in fairy tales

  Happiness and joy are the ending

  ……

  Write our ending together

  ……”

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