"Alright, I'll take care of myself, Mom-" I replied in a long voice, it seemed to me that I had never grown up in my mother's eyes, and that I had always been the child who needed her care, who needed her care.

"Da-" As soon as the door was shut, I put away the turquoise-covered journal that I had just dropped on the bed and put it in a drawer. Although my mother rarely rummaged through my things since I was a child, I always felt that she was hiding something from me about the car accident and Xia Yan, so clues like a diary that were not easy to find still had to be collected.

I was probably a little tired from receiving too many messages today, and I fell asleep not long after lying in bed.

In the fog, I entered a rainy night, the cold wind blew my coat "sizzle", the raindrops hit my face brought me a cold touch, and the surroundings were empty.

The place I was on was the rooftop of a tall building, and looking down was a terrifying height, and not far away, I found Xia Yan.

She leaned against the railing, her head lifted by the cold wind, revealing her beautiful neck, her cheeks sticky with her rain-soaked hair, obviously embarrassed, but with a surprisingly desperate beauty.

"Xia Yan......" I looked at Xia Yan not far away and shouted.

She turned to look at me with a strange look in her eyes, as if she had never known me.

She stood in the wind and didn't answer me, looking shaky.

I panicked for no reason, and shouted at her again, "Xia Yan......"

She looked at me with a hollow look in her eyes.

At this time, when I saw Xia Yan looking at me, I became more and more scared, afraid that she would leave me in the next second. The thought of this possibility makes my heart feel like a knife.

We must not allow this to happen. I made up my mind.

I deliberately slowed my pace, restrained my breathing, and slowly approached her step by step, and when I was close enough to her, I took her in my arms again, as if I had gained some lost treasure. I thought it was her body shaking, but it was actually me.

"Chen Ye......" She looked up at me in my arms, and my tone finally made me feel familiar, but her eyes were full of struggle, it was a struggle that repeatedly pulled but to no avail.

I wanted her to say something to me. But I felt that I would not accept what she said.

"Chen Ye...... I couldn't hold on anymore. She lowered her head, and the small sound reached my ears.

I knew how much pain she had, and I knew that maybe death was a relief for her, but I didn't want to, I wanted to keep her selfishly, even if only this time.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer......" I hugged Xia Yan tightly, I don't know if it was rain or tears running down my cheeks, obviously she was still in my arms, but I was as painful and sad as if it was the end of the world.

"Will you stay with me again...... I know you're uncomfortable...... But... Can you stay with me again......" I begged to tell her as I stared into her eyes, trying to find a hint of emotion in them.

Seeing my panicked appearance, Xia Yan stretched out her hand and stroked my cheek, there was a little more affection in her eyes, but the temperature on her hand was cold and biting: "I tried my best...... Chen Ye... I'm really tired...... Tired...... Can you ......"

Before she could finish speaking, I shook my head frantically and said, "No, I can't...... I can't take it...... Xia Yan: I really can't accept it. ”

With a crying voice, I attached her hand to my face and warmed her cold hand with the warmth of her face. I could feel that there was no hope for life in her eyes at this time, only calmness about death. But I still want to try, and I really don't want our story to end there.

Xia Yan...... Can you accompany me again, and accompany me again...... Just stay with me a little longer. "Somehow my tears were falling. It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but it's just not time to be sad.

Obviously, I have always been a very strong person, but the pain of losing Xia Yan is terrifying.

"Chen Ye ......" Xia Yan called my name, there was a trace of helplessness in her eyes, "Chen Ye ....." She just called my name like this, but she didn't answer me. My heart felt as if it had been overturned.

She opened her mouth to say something to me, but I didn't want to listen.

"Look at me again, Xia Yan, don't you love me? I beg you to look at me again, I'll give you all I have, can you accompany me again?" I almost begged, whimpering like a child, looking at Xia Yan almost crazy, for fear that she would disappear from my eyes in the next second.

Seeing me crying, Xia Yan's eyes finally moved a little, she sighed, and finally agreed: "Okay, I... I'll be with you again. I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, she didn't even know how long she could stay, but I believed it when I heard her say that.

She stretched out her other hand to help me wipe the tears from my face, and teased me deliberately: "What are you crying for a big man, you are so ugly when you cry." ”

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what, but after hearing her teasing words, I always feel that her hands are a little warmer.

On weekends, the 10 o'clock alarm clock went off in my room on time, and it wasn't a nice piece of music to wake me up from my sleep.

I closed my eyes and habitually reached out to press the alarm clock, I don't know if it was because of the dream, my palms were full of sweat. When I opened my eyes, the room was full of sunlight, but I was so cold that even the quilt couldn't warm my body.

Even though I went to bed early last night and woke up late today, I still feel very tired, not only physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted from the inside out.

In last night's dream, I dreamed of Xia Yan again, and what happened in my dream this time was as if I had experienced it myself. Every image in the dream, even when I wake up now, still remains in my memory, and it seems extraordinarily clear.

I was eager to find my old memories, but today I am a little worried and scared.

"Xia Yan, are you okay?" I muttered to myself, rubbing my eyes and wiping the remaining tears in my eyes, if it was just a dream, the scene inside would be too similar to the tone of my voice.

As expected, I didn't get an answer. I wanted to keep looking into my past and find out what was going on in my past, but I was afraid what would happen if it was as bad as I had guessed. After struggling like this for a while, the next second I will think, if my guess is wrong, Xia Yan is very happy?