The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but that I am standing in front of you, and you don't know that I love you.

The farthest distance in the world?, isn't it me standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you. Rather, they know that they love each other, but they can't be together.

The farthest distance in the world is not knowing that they love each other, but they can't be together. It's that I can't resist this thought, but I have to pretend that I don't have you in my heart at all.

The farthest distance in the world is to dig a ditch that cannot be crossed by a beloved.

The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches of trees that grow on the same root, but cannot cling to each other in the wind.

The farthest distance in the world is not that the branches of the trees cannot cling to each other, but that the stars that look at each other have no trace of intersecting.

The farthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between the stars, but the fact that even though the trajectories meet, it is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye.

The farthest distance in the world is not that it is nowhere to be found in an instant, but that it is destined to not meet before we meet.

The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky, and the other deep in the bottom of the sea.

Xiao Tian was extremely annoyed and sad to think of this poem by Tagore. It's really a word of blood and tears, every sentence of heartache, how it seems to be all the love story that has happened between him and her, from the beginning to the present! This poem is like a "custom-made" poem for him and her!

Xiao Tian's eyes closed helplessly again.

Yang Xuan sat directly across from him, staring at him without blinking.

I don't know how long it was, Xiao Tiancai opened his mouth: "Is there any smoke?"

Yang Xuan opened the drawer of the desk, took out a box of cigarettes, and stretched it out to Xiao Tian. Xiao Tian took out one and put it between his lips, Yang Xuan lit it for him, and then he also took one and lit it himself.

Immediately, there was a faint smell of smoke and smoke in the study.

Xiao Tian's brows were always furrowed. Every puff of cigarette was deep and heavy, as if he wanted to exhale the congested anger and depression in his heart, which was completely different from his usual shallow and slow breathing.

The cigarette in Xiao Tian's hand burned out, and Yang Xuan took the initiative to ask, "Do you still want it?"

Xiao Tian nodded, so the cigarette butt in his hand was extinguished, and he replaced it with a new cigarette.

The smoke in the study was getting thicker and thicker because Xiao Tian's cigarette was smoking more and more violently.

He enlisted in the army before he was fifteen years old, and he has been a soldier for twenty-three years. He never thought that one day he would give up this identity for any reason, he only thought that he would be an honorable professional soldier for the rest of his life except for dying on the battlefield, or in addition to being honorably discharged from the army after being full of gray hair.

Until the pack of cigarettes was all empty and the huge ashtray was all occupied by cigarette butts, Xiao Tiancai finally let out a long breath.

"When I go back, I will apply for discharge immediately!"

His voice was not loud, and although the decision was not completely forced, it was indeed not out of his intention. Xiao Tian was really painful to make this decision.

This is a very realistic world, for the so-called love to abandon everything, listen to romance, but to do it is as painful as peeling flesh and bones.

Yang Xuan's eyes quickly sank, and soon returned to their original state.

"General Xiao, are you sure? At your current age, you have obtained the rank of lieutenant general with real power, and I have no doubt that with your background and ability, you can ascend to the position that is the most enviable of all soldiers. ”

Xiao Tian smiled bitterly: "Mr. Yang, what is the most important thing for a soldier?"

Yang Xuan said two words without hesitation: "Loyalty!"

Xiao Tian nodded.

"In addition to my own loyalty, it is equally important to believe in your loyalty. Now, it is impossible for the above to not know the identity of Caiyue. Based on the relationship between me and Caiyue, do you think that even if I am not with her, how likely is it for me to continue to win the trust of my superiors? Since I am here or not, I will end up the same, so I might as well leave everything behind and love freely. ”

This is indeed both a forced helplessness and an active choice.

Power, especially military power, has always been a double-edged sword that requires both human and human lives. The general is suspicious, and the only way to choose is to surrender the power of the army to show loyalty, but to rebel and kill people for self-preservation.

It is impossible for Xiao Tian to rebel, and he doesn't want to rebel. Therefore, handing over the military power is his helpless and only optional choice.

Yang Xuan stood up suddenly. After a long time, he looked at Xiao Tian and nodded slowly.

The reason why she brought you here before was not only to help me get rid of the hidden danger of infidelity around me, but also to make you completely dead to her.

The two men she cares about the most in this world, one has tied the knot with another woman according to her wishes, and you, have been waiting for her hard. That's why she planned everything, making you mistakenly think that she would not hesitate to use you for me, making you think that she already has her own home and her own happiness. She hopes that you will no longer wait for her and no longer have hope for her, she hopes that you can cherish the love around you and don't miss the happiness around you again!"

Xiao Tian also stood up slowly: "So, you just tried to test my heart for her?"

Yang Xuan shook his head: "Whether it's a temptation or not, General Xiao knows it." You and Rumeng's situation is like this, if you can't let go of everything for her, you can only let her go completely. It's not up to you, and it's not up to her. She doesn't want you to be so embarrassed, that's why you have to die for her. ”

Now that the decision has been made, Xiao Tian doesn't want to dwell on this issue anymore.

"Are you willing to let Caiyue go with me?"

Yang Xuan was still indifferent: "I said, I never force women." She's always been yours, so why should I force her to stay?"

Xiao Tian looked at Yang Xuan, and slowly, a trace of emotion and a different meaning appeared in his eyes.

"Thank you for taking care of Caiyue for five years!"

Yang Xuan smiled: "You don't have to thank me, my care for Rumeng in the past five years is not as good as Rumeng's help to me." With that, Yang Xuan walked around the desk and walked to Xiao Tian's side: "Go see her!"

Xiao Tian nodded slightly, turned around to leave, and suddenly turned around again, looking at Yang Xuan meaningfully.

"Has your mind never changed in the past five years?"

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, and then said: "My mind has never changed, because her mind has never changed." ”

Xiao Tianyan asked, "Oh, how do you know that her mind has never changed?" After all, you have been with her much longer than I have been with her. And, I don't believe you don't know your charm. ”

Yang Xuan chuckled twice.

"I'm certainly not unaware of my charms. He paused for a moment before adding, "She can play the piano, you won't know it." ”

Xiao Tian nodded: "Of course." Caiyue's piano plays quite well. What he didn't say was that at the beginning, the spiritual friendship between him and her officially began because of the sound of each other's pianos.

Yang Xuan nodded, indicating that he agreed with Xiao Tian's evaluation. Then he said: "In the past five years, there is a song that Rumeng has been playing, especially at night. ”

Xiao Tian's head tilted slightly: "Oh, what kind of tune?"

Yang Xuan's expression seemed to be in a reverie, as if the music sounded in his ears again: "Exodus"!"

Hearing this, Xiao Tian gently closed his eyes. Nine years ago, the scene in the piano room shortly after the moon met with Cai Yue unexpectedly resurfaced in his mind.

Yang Xuan stared at Xiao Tian until he opened his eyes again before he said, "I believe that there must be a story in that song, a story about you and her." Right?"

Xiao Tian nodded, but did not specifically say the story between him and Cai Yue, and only said sincerely: "Mr. Yang, thank you!"

Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head, signaling that Xiao Tian didn't have to be too polite.

Xiao Tian left Yang Xuan's study and slowly walked directly towards the forbidden courtyard again. Because of Yang Xuan's special advice, this time, he did not encounter any obstacles.

The lights in the house had gone out, but he knew that the people inside must not have slept.

But he didn't break in, just quietly found a chair in the corner in the courtyard, and sat down slowly.

Until the bright moon in the sky slowly faded, until even the sound of insects began to weaken, Xiao Tian had been sitting quietly in that corner.

The morning star in the sky was gradually brightening, but the sun had not yet risen, and the lights were lit up in the house.

Soon, the sound of the piano with a deep sadness came out. It was not the "Exodus from Egypt" that Yang Xuan said, but the first time she went to his villa, she played Beethoven's "Second Movement of Pathos" in front of him for the first time in the piano room.

She played this song very well. Compared with nine years ago, this song has several times more tension and emotions in it.

Xiao Tian leaned back on the chair in the corner, closed his eyes and listened quietly. Listening, tears slowly flowed down his face.

When the piano ended, Xiao Tian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, slowly got up from the chair, and walked slowly towards the house.

When the music was finished, she sat quietly with her head bowed, just as she had done at his villa nine years earlier.

Xiao Tian slowly approached her, just like he had done when he was in his villa nine years ago.

He walked over to her and gently stroked her hair with one hand again, slowly pulling her into his arms, just as he had been at his villa nine years earlier.

Her tears slowly fell, just like they had been at his villa nine years ago.

The difference was that she had a black butterfly mask on her face, and tears were completely seeping into it.

The difference is that this time the two were bathed in the bright sunshine of early autumn, and now, they embraced each other in the dark night before dawn.

The mask was gently untied and removed by Xiao Tian. Under the mask, her beautiful face was already completely wet with tears. Under the light, the tear stains shone with a crystal light.