Chapter 282: Sad and Sad Love
Sad and sad love Zhang Bao with translation
It rained continuously for a week, and it rained so much every day that it seemed a little frustrating and uneasy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info she called and said she was coming. It was the third time in a week that she had come to see me. She stood alone in the rain with a red umbrella in her hand.
A friend drove her here. It was raining, and she was shivering in the rain. I went over to her and said, "Don't come to see me again." "Because I don't think we really deserve to be together.?
She said, "I miss you." ”
I said to her coldly, "Let's go, I'll take you home." ”
She didn't open her umbrella and I knew she was trying to share one with me.
I said, "Open your umbrella and let's go." ”?
Reluctantly, she opened her umbrella and followed me to my car. She said she hadn't eaten lunch and dinner yet and asked if I could find a place to stop for a bite to eat.
I immediately said to her with a heart of stone, "No!"
Disappointed, she asked me to drop her off at the train station and she said she was going to take the train home.?
Because it was raining all the time, and all the trains were crowded with people rushing home with umbrellas and suitcases, people didn't care about the people who walked by. We were waiting for the bus, but she was looking at me with an innocent look. We've been together for so long, and I certainly understand what she meant: she came here to see me in the rain in this weather, and I shouldn't have treated her like that. She stared at me with tender eyes that made me feel guilty, I really should have kept her for the night.?
But the harsh reality came at me again, and I said coldly to her, "Let's go, let's go to another train station." ”
We used to live on the same floor in the same apartment, and the four of us classmates had always gotten along well, always having dinner together, watching movies, and sometimes going camping. We were more like a family, but I didn't expect that I would fall in love with this girl, the only one of the four of us. After graduating, she went home, and I stayed here for an extra year to finish my studies. During that year, I could only take the train to visit her on holidays, but we didn't stay together very long. That's how we maintain this precious friendship between us.
We walked along the road, with her ahead and me following her. She has a hole in her umbrella. On the way, we happened to pass by the same park that we often visited.
She pleaded, "Let's go to the park for a while, I promise I'll be home in a moment." ”
Her begging softened my cold heart a little, but I still walked towards the park with a straight face. When I entered the park, I sat on a bench and looked like I wanted to leave as soon as possible. She walked up to a large oak tree, as if looking for something. I knew she was looking for something we had written on that tree with a silver ink pen half a year ago. If I'm not mistaken, it reads: "Chris and Susan came here, Chris had tea and Susan drank hot chocolate." May Chris and Susan always remember this day and love each other forever. She searched for a few moments, then slowly walked back with tears streaming down her face. She said, "Chris, I didn't find those words. The words are no longer visible. ”
I felt a sense of pain in my heart. I've never felt this before. But all I could do was pretend I didn't care and say, "Can we go?"?
I opened my big black umbrella, but she was still standing there, not wanting to leave, hoping I would give her a chance. She said, "That's what you had with that girl, isn't it? I know I'm frustrating you sometimes, but I'm going to change it, can we start over?"
I didn't say a word, just looked down, and shook my head. After that, we kept walking in the direction of the train station, and no one said a word.
Four years ago, the doctor said that I had cancer, but it was already discovered because it was still curable at that time, so I didn't take it to heart and continued to live a normal life as before, even leaving the cancer behind. Since I didn't treat it seriously, I didn't go to the doctor again. Until a month ago, my stomach was feeling very bad for two weeks in a row, and the nightmare woke me up again. I went to the doctor and had an X-ray. This picture came out with a big black dot, which proved the fact that I couldn't believe it.
I'm in the best time of my life, but it's going to be gone. I wanted myself and the people around me to experience the least amount of pain, so I decided to kill myself. But I don't want others to perceive my intentions, especially Susan, who is the most beloved person in this world. And she didn't know anything about it. Susan was still young, and she shouldn't have had this experience. So I had to make up some pretense to hide it from her.
It was a cruel thing that would break her heart, but it was the quickest and most effective way to remove the emotions we had for each other for three years. I don't have much time left because my hair falls out quickly and will make it easy for her to spot. But now that I'm close to success, the play is coming to an end soon. Thirty minutes later, it's all over. That's what I had in mind.
The train didn't stop and I called her a taxi. We stood there, waiting, silently losing our last moments together.?
I watched the taxi come in the distance. I held back my tears and said to her, "Take care of yourself, take care of yourself." ”
She didn't speak, just nodded slightly, then opened her distorted umbrella and walked down the street. In the rain, we become two single life forms, one red and one black, moving away from each other. I opened the car door for her, she got in, and then I closed the door, separating me from her forever. I stood next to the car, staring out the dark window, this was the first love of my life and the end of love. It has departed from my life. The taxi drove and went into the street. At this point, I could no longer hold back my sadness, and my heart was like a knife, waving my arms and chasing the taxi briskly, because I knew that this would be the last time I saw her. Hot tears have spread down my cheeks, mixed with the cold rain. I'm cold, not because it's raining, but my heart is shivering.?
She left and hasn't called me until today. I knew she didn't see my tears because they were all washed away by the rain. But I don't have any regrets.
But I'm not Chris, I'm the girl Susan, with my memories and his diary, which was found a year after he left. I wrote this sad and sad story. (To be continued.) )