After half an hour's drive, the silver sports car finally stopped in front of a duplex building. Lu Chenyang took An Yuqing to Lu Shaoxun's room, a young man was lying on the bed, seven or eight points similar to Lu Chenyang, with a smile on his lips, as if he was just asleep.

"I'm downstairs, something called me."

Lu Chenyang took the door out with interest, An Yuqing looked around, the layout of this room was exactly the same as five years ago, and it was placed one by one according to his preferences. The whole room was spotless, and it could be seen that the Lu family had taken great pains to maintain the original qiē.

An Yuqing's gaze swept over a photo frame placed on the cabinet, and involuntarily walked over. On it were eighteen-year-old An Yuqing and Lu Shaoxun, and thirteen-year-old Lu Chenyang standing in the center. At that time, Lu Chenyang was self-righteous in the middle of them, but he didn't know that behind him, the ten fingers of those hands were tightly clasped.

An Yuqing picked up the photo frame and gently stroked the person in the photo. At that time, Lu Shaoxun's face was cold, he was still handsome, his eyes were like ink, there was a little greenness hidden between his eyebrows, and he had a faint smile. The white-clothed young man stared at the camera quietly, silent and distant.

She stood beside him and smiled quietly, blushing shyly, still staring in the same direction as him without squinting. Many years ago, she hoped that they would be like two asteroids, intersecting and then entwining.

On this freeze-frame picture, the boy and the girl smiled lightly, and it became eternal in an instant.

Who would have thought that now, things are wrong, and the vicissitudes of life.

An Yuqing quietly looked at the sleeping Lu Shaoxun, and put a hand on his cheek. His appearance overlapped with the moment in her memory, and it had been five years, and he hadn't changed at all. It's just that the eyebrows are no longer as youthful as they used to be.

"Young Glory ......"

An Yuqing murmured lowly, stroking his eyebrows and glances. "Why haven't you woken up after all these years? Do you hate me because you don't want to wake up? In your dreams, is there any of my saviva? ”

"You know, I've lived in hatred every day for more than a thousand days and nights. Hate yourself for believing others and not you. I'm so stupid...... Do you say it...... The pot of bellflower you gave me has been blooming for seven years, will you join me to see it bloom next year? ”

An Yuqing asked with a trembling voice curling the corners of her mouth. She gently stroked the scar left by Lu Chenyang's car accident that was so faint that it was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and whispered. "It hurts here, doesn't it...... But there must be no heartache for you. I beg you to wake up quickly and just look at me, okay? Just a glance......"

An Yuqing shook his hand, and cold tears slid down his cheeks and dripped on Lu Shaoxun's hand. "Shaoxun, I am very likely to get married next year, it is the meaning of the family. You know who I marry makes no difference to me except you. I'm afraid I won't be able to spend your birthday with you this year, and I'll be flying back to the United States tomorrow. You can rest assured, even if my people are not by your side, my heart will never be separated from you......"

An Yuqing looked at Lu Shaoxun, who had no reaction, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I still don't want to give up knowing that you can't hear me, you're right, I'm indeed a fool." ”

After saying that, An Yuqing walked out of the room, she didn't notice that Lu Shaoxun's fingers moved slightly the moment she closed the door. If she had turned back, she would have seen a line of tears in the corner of his eye.