Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Hopeless Promise

"Zhuo Meng......

Who was calling her, the voice was so far away that she couldn't hear it clearly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhuo Meng......

It was the same voice again, and she barely opened her eyes, vaguely, and she couldn't tell clearly.

"Zhuo Meng...... Hurry up, the sun is already out, and you will miss the sunrise no matter how late it is. ”

"Woo......"

She whimpered, and she was reluctantly woken up from a sweet dream. When she opened her eyes, an orange-red glow blurred in front of her eyes, and the scenery in front of her ......

"What a beautiful ......"

She let out a low sigh, and he raised the corners of his lips, pinching her nose and gently shaking her little head that had not yet woken up.

"It's all gone, I won't wake you up again, and I'll have to carry you up next time."

She slapped his hand pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance, grabbed his little tail and pursed her mouth.

"Do you want to carry me up?"

"Hehe......"

He couldn't help but laugh and hugged her petite body harder.

"I'm willing, even if I want to carry you for the rest of my life."

Lifetime...... Such words made Zhuo Meng begin to bow her head and be silent, and the joy just now gradually turned into sadness in her eyes. Miyano noticed her strangeness, and knew what kept her silent, hugging her, his eyes slowly stained with dust.

Stroking his arm resting on her chest, she looked at the half-round red sun on the distant mountain, her eyes misty.

Miyano...... If you had a lifetime, would you really want to carry me all the time? ”

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly, resting on her always cranky little head, and like her, he was admiring the glow of the sunrise.

"If you had a lifetime, would you want me to carry you all the time?"

The cunning of the merchant was obviously the first thing she asked...... Unconsciously, my heart began to hurt again. Stubbornly raising her head, she looked at his beautiful silhouette and resisted to let tears stain her pupils.

"What if I wanted to?"

He withdrew his gaze and looked down into her sparkling eyes.

"Then I will carry you on my back for the rest of my life."

The heart hurts even more......

She kissed him on the lips as fast as she could, not wanting him to see her burst tears, even if ...... He's seen it......

Miyano's hand slid to Zhuo Meng's waist and tightened tightly, looking at the crystal in the corner of her eyes, he closed his eyes, his heart seemed to be torn apart, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, he could only ...... Kiss her deeper, drawing a little bit of oxygen from her breath.

Zhuo Meng, if only you could be a liar once, just once......

Letting go of his lips, Zhuo Meng hid in Miyano's arms, her body shaking violently uncontrollably.

Miyano...... I do...... Really willing. ”

She said, her chest heaving violently.

Miyano knows that she is willing to be with him for the rest of her life, but they don't have a lifetime of time. …… Even so, he was content and happy. Looking at the red sun that was already hanging in the air, the orange-red halo hit his face, reflecting his smile that was surprisingly gentle.

"I know ......"

He murmured and wept above her head, and broke the embankment again. Buried deep in his chest, her tears soaking his shirt......

When he opened his eyes, the person beside him had long since disappeared. With a bad premonition in his heart, Miyano turned over and sat up, quickly putting on his coat.

……

Pushing open the door, the room was empty, and Miyano, who had returned home, looked around, still making the last hope in his heart.

"Zhuo Meng?"

He tentatively called Zhuo Meng's name, but no one responded to him. Quickening his steps, he walked towards Zhuo Meng's room. When the door was opened, it was still empty, and even the dresser was cleaned up, leaving nothing but a thin white paper.

Slowing down, he walked towards the dresser step by step. Picking up the paper, there was no doubt that the handwriting on it was left by Zhuo Meng.

"I'm sorry ......"

She left only those three words...... Suppressing the impulse that surged in his heart, he crumpled the blank paper into a ball and put it in his hand, changed the direction, he moved in the direction of the wardrobe, opened the door of the closet, and the few clothes she used to wear were gone.

Closing the door, he leaned feebly against the cabinet door.

A sucker!

He secretly scolded Zhuo Meng in his heart, that stupid man left him again, was she so afraid of bothering him? …… That stupid!

……

In another country, at the other end of the city, the stupidest woman in the world watched the clouds outside the window grow thicker and disappear little by little, and landed, and she once again set foot on this homeland buried deep in memory, without joy, but with endless confusion and cowardice......

Six years is neither short nor too long, but many things in my memory have changed, such as the city in Zhuo Meng's memory.

Through the car window, Zhuo Meng looked at those familiar buildings, there was no joy, no sadness, and no melancholy, but the faint float couldn't arouse her too much emotion.

The warm palm covered the back of her hand, and the gentle temperature reached her heart the moment it covered her.

Turning his head sideways, his gentle gaze met hers.

"Are you scared?"

He asked her, and she smiled softly and shook her head.

"Not afraid ......"

Although this place has so many painful memories, after all, it is also the place where she once lived, how could she be afraid. He smiled, and the image faded away little by little, and her smile was fixed on her face...... She had forgotten that he wasn't there for her right now......