At night, the white light gauze curtain was gently blown by the sea breeze, and in the miserty, a somewhat thin figure stood on the balcony a little lonely, and the bright moonlight seemed to have a layer of silver light on her white skin. The arms hanging at the sides of the body are wrapped around their arms, and they rub slowly, as if to warm up their bodies a little.

The sound of waves fills my ears, which makes people feel refreshed. The woman slowly closed her eyes, felt the gentle caress of the sea breeze, and listened to the sea breeze whispering in her ear. The heartbeat was beating rhythmically, unhurriedly, and now, it was very quiet and calm.

"Wrap up on your clothes, it's cold at night by the sea. Sorry, a bit too much work, came back late. A tall figure appeared behind the woman, and the man was holding the clothes and gently draped them over her shoulders, his hands around her body. The woman smiled, leaned on his arms with peace of mind, and felt his temperature, such a real and warm place. The two of them snuggled up to each other, just standing quietly on the balcony, closing their eyes and feeling the peace that the sea gave them.

"Miao Lang, do you feel anything?" Li Baer closed his eyes and asked him softly, and only short, straight hair grew on the top of his head.

"Huh? What the? I feel real, the picture that I have thought about for a long time is now real. Miao Lang opened his eyes and looked at the endless sea, kissing the woman in his arms and smiling.

"You know what I felt? I feel life, the life of all things. Li felt the body of the man holding her behind her stiffen, and felt him hug her tighter: "During that time in France, I was in pain. I watched my hair fall out less and less every day, and I felt ugly. After the surgery, I looked at the stubble I had grown, and I almost went crazy, and I thought I was a monster. I didn't want to have surgery, it was He Rensheng, and He Rensheng told me that I couldn't just die so inexplicably. ”

"Barr"

"Listen to me. I wrote that letter when I decided to die, and then Ho Rensheng told me about life every day, and I decided to have surgery. After the operation, I hoped that I might as well die, and I wanted He Rensheng to operate on me again and drive me to the operating table. He Rensheng was very angry, he said that if he wanted to die, let me jump by myself. Do you know? I don't dare. Because every time I want to jump, my eyes are full of you and Erji, and my mother's faces. Li Ba'er looked calm, still leaning on his arms with her eyes closed, but the pain from time to time in her lower body made her break out in a cold sweat, gritting her teeth, her body trembled slightly, but she smiled and said, "It's a little cold."

"Then let's go in." Miao Lang said that he was about to turn around and go back to the bedroom with Li Ba'er, God knows how worried he was about Li Ba'er's thin body. Li Baer dragged him and shook his head: "Stay a little longer, you hold me." Well? ”

Miao Lang frowned, opened her coat, wrapped her thin in her clothes, and let her lean on her warm body: "Is it better??" ”

"Well, you're still warm, the same as before." Li Barr smiled sweetly and squeezed it into his arms again. "Miaozi, do you think I'm particularly cowardly? Don't even dare to die. ”

"It's me who coaxed me." Miao Lang's mouth was a little bitter, remembering what He Rensheng told him on the phone, He Rensheng said that Li Baer was in pain every day, and she was crazy and cruel to herself, and she was thinking about you in her heart. The corners of Miao Lang's eyes were a little moist, and in the dark night, the slender and handsome peach blossom eyes shone in the moonlight. "It's me who is cowardly, it's me who is wrong, it's all me. I was wrong for not trusting you, not paying more attention to you every day, and if I had found out earlier, you wouldn't have suffered so much. I'm sorry, Barr. I'm sorry. ”

"Miao Lang" Li Baer had a calm tone, as if she didn't feel anything about Miao Lang's apology and self-blame. During her illness, she learned how to fight on her own.

"Barr"

"I'm the one who died once, and you'll never experience what I've been through. Miaozi, this is the truth, we are people of two worlds. It's a miracle to be able to snuggle up to each other and look at the sea as we do now. Don't you think? ”

"Barr, don't leave me again." Miao Lang was like a child, burying his head in her neck and pleading in a low voice.

"I won't leave you. I'm having surgery now, and I'm not exactly a woman, but I'm yours. Li Baer pushed Miao Lang away, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips: "Miao Lang, when did you become so unconfident, huh?" "You should be confident that your identity should be in the spotlight for you, and not that you are here to be entangled with me as a half-male and female.

"I'm nothing without you." Love, as long as one party is trapped, will never come out. Love is like mud, it wraps around your feet and makes you unable to extricate yourself, and it only makes you sink deeper and deeper.

"Miao Lang, let's go back."

"Xiao Zhang, don't work too hard. The boss of this crane is about to go to jail for false testimony, and we are all ready to resign. Hemu's employees reluctantly left the company early with their bags, looking at Zhang Can, who was still calling shareholders over and over again on the table, and coldly mocked.

"You get off work first, I'm busy for a while." Zhang Can is a gentle boy in his bones, and he will choose to turn a blind eye to anyone's cold eyes and ridicule, and smile faintly.

Only the light of the desk at the door of the president's office was still on in the company, Zhang Can looked at the photo of the man smiling softly on his phone, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked slightly: "Zhihao, I will help Hemu, I will help you out." Wait for me. ”

"Now that Qin Zhihao is so tricky, I won't have any cooperation with him anymore."

"Qin Zhihao is a scumbag, and his company should be in prison with him."

"Don't follow Qin Zhihao, you work so hard, come to my company and give you a good position."

Zhang Can, whose shirt was soaked, stood on the street, looking up at the CEOs of companies that had rejected him, half-squinting at the glare of the sun, raising his hand to wipe his sweat, and lowering his head to cross out a name again on a piece of paper that was covered with red scratches and dripping with sweat.

Not far away, a tall man wearing a hat and scarf stood behind a billboard and looked at the boy who began to run wildly in the street, his right hand slowly clenched into a fist, his angry eyes staring at his figure, and there was some sharp pain in his heart.

Everyone is fighting against something alone, fear, loss, frustration, insults, those things that can't be shared with others, when they have to bear it alone, they slowly learn to fight in the process, and they fight alone.