【Chapter】

When she went to see the clouds, she brought a bunch of sunflowers. The brown hand-kneaded paper is wrapped in layers of golden flowers, decorated with white bellflower flowers and tied into delicate bows with white ribbons. Such a large bunch is held in the crook of the arm, and others think it is very beautiful when they look at it. When she walked through the corridor with a bouquet of flowers, the sunlight shone on her through the clear glass window, reflecting the petals into a transparent bright yellow, and the slightly warm color of the flowers reflected on her skin, bringing out a bit of bright meaning for no reason.

Yunjing leaned against the window, looked at her quietly, for a long time, and smiled slightly.

"This flower is not for you at all. ”

He called her name.

- Lynn. ”

She handed him the bouquet, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. It was an indescribable smile, and no language seemed to be able to speak for it here. Yunjing raised his hand, but instead of taking the bouquet, he took her wrist.

"It's okay if you're here. He said, "They don't want you to come out." ”

"I'm coming, aren't you happy?"

She didn't break away from Yunjing's hand, but slowly stroked his face and stared into his eyes. At first glance, those eyes were no different from their youth, but they all knew that in fact, everything had changed, and everything was different.

Yunjing's smile was as light as the shadow of the clouds outside the window. He said, I'm very happy.

"After all, I haven't seen you for five or six years. He thought for a moment and said, "It should be six years, right? I don't have any idea of time." ”

She just smiled and said, "There are still two months and six years left." ”

Since Nanfeng officially entered the agency at the age of eighteen, they have not seen each other again.

Yun Jing gently pressed the back of her hand and pressed her palm against his face, his body temperature was low, her hand was also cold, even if he was so close, he still couldn't give the other party a trace of warmth. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the ends of his eyelashes swept lightly over her tail fingers, a subtle touch, as if he had inadvertently touched the wings of a butterfly.

"It's been six years. As if he was sighing, "It's already ...... It's been so long. ”

She stared at him wordlessly for a few moments before slowly withdrawing her hand from his cheek and brushing his black hair.

"Now, even without me, Anan can live well. ”

Yunjing's voice was calm and gentle, even with a slight smile.

"Or rather, as long as there is no me. ”

Hearing this, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on her face again.

"This kind of thing. There was something suspicious in her voice, "How do you know if you don't give it a try?"

Yun Jing unconsciously touched the wound on his neck, which he had cut when he was fourteen years old, taking advantage of the medical staff's unpreparedness. He thought he could die like that, but the reality was almost as he wanted - after all, he had used so much force that the hospital could barely save him.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was Anan's crying face. She cried so hard that she couldn't even make a sound, and he didn't know what to do. In the end, he could only reach out and hold her fingertips with great difficulty.

At that time, Anan was really thin, so thin that he was almost out of shape, and his wrists were so thin that even a child could hold them, and there was no flesh at all. If a person is thin like that, he can't be called good-looking at all, and it's even more ugly when he cries, but Yunjing hasn't seen it for a long time, and he sees the shadow of the girl from before on this face.

“...... You're awake. ”

As soon as the vocal cords vibrate, the throat was torn with pain. But at that time, Yunjing still said this, although the voice was so light that even he couldn't hear it clearly.

That sentence made Anan cry suddenly, miserable, hoarse. She cried and kept telling him that she was sorry.

Why do you want to apologize to me......

He wanted to ask, but unfortunately he couldn't speak. I had to pinch her fingers to show comfort. Unfortunately, it didn't work, and he had to let go of his hand apologetically.

Before he could withdraw her hand, she gripped his wrist hard and pressed her tear-stained cheek against it, she trembled so hard that warm tears slipped from her eyes and wet his skin with a strange heat.

The howling of torrential rain and strong winds was mixed with the distant thunder, which was deafening. In the midst of this hustle and bustle, Yunjing heard her voice, choked up, hoarse.

“...... I—I swear to you......"

"No more ...... Won't let them ...... again I swear I'll never let them ...... again Let those guys ...... Those brutes...... Do this kind of thing again...... I'll stop it...... I'm going to kill them...... All ...... Kill them all......"

"I swear I ...... I won't let you meet again...... Won't let others ...... again Encounter this kind of thing...... I won't let anyone else become a ...... Here's how we ...... I—I'll swear to you...... So...... So ......"

She cried so hard that she could barely continue. She wiped away her tears, her red eyes staring at him, she was probably forcing herself to stop crying, but the tears still couldn't stop rolling down her sockets. She had to bite her lip so tightly that her lower lip was bleeding. However, in the end, there were uncontrollable cries rushing out.

She cried and said, so you don't want to die.

- So don't you die?

Fourteen-year-old Yunjing didn't answer.

He never answered.

Now, ten years later, twenty-four-year-old Yunjing still can't seem to answer this question when he looks back.

"Anan always felt that she wouldn't be able to live without me. Yunjing smiled self-deprecatingly, "But I know, it's not like that." ”

He paused, then added.

"Anan is strong. Unlike me, she is strong. Even if I died, she wouldn't be as unable to stand up as she thought. I know this very well. ”

She didn't answer, just put her hands behind her back and looked out the window at the flower bed, near which a little girl in red was sitting, and the girl was alone.

Yunjing was stunned for a moment and repeated the sentence again.

“...... I'm well aware. ”

"She'll probably be very sad if you're dead. ”

She slowly turned around and looked at him, smiling meaninglessly.

"But for me, it's better if you're dead now. ”

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When she left, she held in her hand a European anemone, red petals, dark purple and almost black flowers/hearts, in a rich and bewitching bloom, which was given to her by Yunjing from the potted plant by the window before leaving.

"Only this kind of flower is suitable for you to hold in your hands. He said with a smile.

Gently spinning the crimson flowers on her fingertips, she strolled through the courtyard, and finally stopped behind the little girl in red, slowly reaching out and covering her eyes.

"This time, are you still waiting for your mother?"

The little girl turned around and looked at the woman in front of her in surprise.

“...... Sister Linlin?"

"Hmm. She smiled and bowed, "I didn't recognize the wrong person this time." ”

The little girl fell silent. Her tiny shoulders began to tremble, and tears were piling up in those big eyes, but before they could fall, they were stopped by the hand reaching out to her.

She put her finger to the little girl's lips and made a gentle "shh

"Don't cry. ”

She looked at the little girl from behind her half-hidden eyelashes, and with a slight smile, she repeated her previous words.

"You can't cry. ”

She bent down and took the little girl into her arms, gently stroking her fine hair, her eyes were gentle and cruel.

“...... Do you want your mom back? I'll teach you a magic trick. ”

Her voice softened slowly.

"However, you can't sue anyone else...... This is the magician's secret. ”