Quietly I went, as quietly I came;

I waved my sleeves and didn't take a cloud with me.

This is a poem from Xu Zhimo's "Farewell to Kangqiao".

The middle-aged man left, left the ward, left the hospital. It's just that he is also leaving, but he is different from the poem written by Xu Zhimo in "Farewell to Kangqiao", he did not take away a "cloud", he took away the girl's mood that he finally recovered and the happiness that he finally regained.

He plunged her into trouble and pain again.

She was lost, she was silent, she became depressed again, depressed again.

Su Yang saw all this.

He was distressed and angry at the same time.

He wanted to ask something, but just as he was about to speak, the girl suddenly covered her face with the snow-white quilt on the hospital bed. She clearly didn't want to be disturbed.

In this regard, Su Yang could only give up.

He had to give up for now.

If others don't want to say it, no matter how much you force it, it's useless.

It's as simple as that.

That's all.

Just like many feelings in this world, sometimes what is not yours is not yours, no matter how reluctant you are, it will only increase your troubles, and it will only add to the pain, and in the end you can only go back.

In the words of many people nowadays, it is a waste of time, a waste of energy, a waste of money, and a waste of feelings.

Sometimes it is necessary to have it, and when it is not necessary, it must not be forced.

This is the deep understanding of how many people who have been like the sand of the Ganges River for a long time.

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In the sky, a round of crescent moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight is sprinkled, and the ground is silvery-white, covered in silver, as if covered with falling snow, adding a quiet and elegant feeling to the quiet night.

That night, while Su Yang was asleep, the girl got up from the bed and left.

Before leaving, she wrote a note to Su Yang.

She placed the note in a very conspicuous place to make sure that Su Yang could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.

After leaving the note, she took a deep look at Su Yang who was sleeping, and then left here decisively and gloomily.

The moonlight was bright, and the silver moonlight shone on her weak back, which was quite lonely and lonely.

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Early in the morning, Su Yang saw the note as soon as he woke up.

At the same time, it was also discovered that she was missing.

His heart tightened, afraid that she would do something stupid again. After searching around the ward, but finding no sign of her, he reluctantly returned to the ward, opened the note she had left behind, and prepared to see what was written on it.

And the note reads:

I'm gone, forgive me for saying goodbye. Rest assured, I didn't do anything stupid and I won't do anything stupid again. I will try hard and stay strong.

I will remember the warmth you brought me. The warmth that has been lost for a long time.

Don't hold, don't read.

Be well.

Looking at the words on the note, Su Yang felt incomprehensible in his heart. There is happiness, but there is also a large part of loss, and there are also some other emotions mixed in.

In the end, he was still somewhat relieved.

Because she won't do stupid things anymore, and she won't take her life lightly.

Of course, he was also worried about her.

Thinking of the tall and strong middle-aged man, Su Yang was very uneasy in his heart. She was very worried about the environment she was going to face.

It's just that, even if he is uneasy, even if he is worried, where should he go to find her?

The world is vast, the red dust is falling, he has neither money nor power, and trying to search for someone who has only known him for a few days and knows almost nothing is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

It is difficult to go to the blue sky, and that's it.

Will we see each other again?

Perhaps, never again.

Everything will become last night's dream, a dream and an empty flower, but a vanity.

It's just that, even so, you have to be strong and happy to live.

Su Yang thought to himself in his heart.

Regardless of whether they can meet again in the future, he hopes that God will be kind to the girl. He wanted her to be happy, happy, and happy.

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The girl left alone, and Su Yang naturally had no reason to stay in the hospital.

When he got home, his parents were furious about his absenteeism in the past few days, because he only called them once, saying that he had something to do and would not go home for the time being, and then there was no news.

After saying such a simple sentence, he could no longer be contacted, which made his parents extremely worried, for fear that something would happen to him.

After Su Yang returned to school, many people around him often pointed fingers at him and talked about him in private.

Just because he was absent from school for a few days for no reason, just because I heard that he didn't come home for several days. All kinds of news, true or false, circulated around the campus as if they had grown wings.

Lady, Nursery, Hospital......

For a while, rumors were spreading, and there were all kinds of speculations.

In the end, it became more and more unrealistic.

Dirty Girl, Hero Saves Beauty, Campus Legend, Wealthy Lady......

The brain hole is so big that it can be written.

In the first few days when Su Yang returned to school, he was a well-deserved figure in the school, the focus of various topics and public opinion.

It's annoying, and it is very appropriate to describe Su Yang's situation.

In the face of his classmates' inquiries, he would explain a few words at first, but as the rumors became more and more rampant, as the questions became more and more unreliable and exaggerated, he finally felt too annoyed, and finally he was too lazy to explain anything or say anything.

And it took a month for things to really "cool down".

All kinds of rumors, all kinds of speculations, finally slowly dissipated after a month.

Subsequently, Su Yang's life finally returned to its former calm, and it was as plain as water again.

Time is a knife, and no matter how profound the story is, it can be gradually cut down by it.

Throughout the ages, how many past events, either singing or crying, have long been wiped out with the wind?

As the days passed, the girl's figure gradually blurred in Su Yang's heart. I still remember those things, but many details are gradually missing.

For example, he cut a pear for her, and that pear was really sweet. Another example is that she and he once had a rare laugh together because of an interesting incident.

Between the first meeting and the farewell, I think there are only a few stars left, I once thought that the details were engraved, how to pick them up in the ashes?

Su Yang thought that he would not forget her. Those things were so unforgettable, he couldn't forget her. However, as time passed, he began to forget about her.

Although, the things that are forgotten now are just some trivial things that are not important.

However, this is only temporary after all.

Time has passed, things have changed, can you still think of her at that time?

When he found that he gradually began to forget her, not only could he not meet her, but even his memories could not be retained, Su Yang couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart.

I have to say that when forgetting becomes another kind of beginning, the pain is very real when the memories are faded.

The days are as plain as water, without waves.

After a few months and a long time of frugality, Su Yang finally paid off his debts. And at this time, if he didn't see things and think about people, if he didn't deliberately think about it, Su Yang wouldn't be able to think of her.

Although he still remembered that she was very beautiful and beautiful, he could no longer sketch her beautiful face in his mind at this time. The girl whose bones were as white as jade and green and looked like the first lotus falling rainbow, the girl who made his heart throb, he had forgotten her specific appearance.

For Su Yang at this time, she seems to have existed for a long time, so far away that those things seem to have been tens of millions of years ago, and there have been countless spring and autumn periods in between.

When Su Yang inadvertently realized this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Is she okay now, is she happy?

Looking at the sky with colorful clouds in the distance, he thought to himself.

Quietly I went, as quietly I came,

I waved my sleeves and didn't take a cloud with me.

——Xu Zhimo "Farewell to Kangqiao"

When forgetting becomes the norm and memories are faded, the pain is very real.