The bleak cold wind kept blowing. Blowing my bangs. I can't blow away my sorrows. It weakened my already hoarse voice. But the hard work pays off. I saw Xiaoyan's figure at the window on the second floor.

I saw her standing at the window in her lounge clothes. Quietly looking at me. Then the bright sunlight and I noticed that her expression was a little cold. But I still waved happily at her. Said loudly: "Xiaoyan. You're at home. Hurry up and open the door. I have something to say to you."

And my words fell. Xiaoyan opened the window. Stand in front of the window. He said coldly and even annoyed to me, "But I don't want to see you. Get out of here. Go find your Li Qingshu. Find your Yu Xue."

Although I have adapted to it, I still don't want to adapt like this. I don't want to let an empathetic woman become a crazy woman.

"Xiaoyan. Open the door for me. We're talking about it well at home. Li Qingshu and Yu Xue have already been solved. They won't bother us anymore. It's true. I've solved it all."

I yelled at her by the neck. My throat is about to burst. I hope God can open his eyes and look at me. Look at me, a hateful and pathetic man. Don't let me continue to be tormented.

"I don't have anything to do with you now. Whether you solve it or not, it doesn't matter to me. Let's go. I never want to see you again. I've been desperate for you since you spoke for Li Qingshu. It's even more dead-hearted. I can let you go and think about her every day. But you can't be angry with me for her. You never know who your girlfriend is. And now I'm not your girlfriend anymore. Let's go."

Xiaoyan stood at the window and said angrily to me. The face is cold and scary. As if the warm sun did not dare to approach her surroundings. Can only wander in the distance. And I'm standing in the middle of the open field. Blown by the wind. Swept by the cold air current. But also standing still. It doesn't matter if I had foresight before. But when I heard Xiaoyan say these ruthless words to me. I could really feel my heart broken. And I was terrified. I'm afraid Xiaoyan will leave me.

"Xiaoyan. I know you're temporarily angry. It's okay I can wait for you. Wait until you're gone."

I don't shout at her either. It's just very cherished and sincere. And the standing body moved slightly. The legs are separated by a certain distance. It is more comfortable to stand this way. Because I understand that I may have to stand in the dark. Since Xiaoyan doesn't believe me. I impressed her with my perseverance. How I wish there could be a heavy rain at this time. Then accompanied by lightning and thunder. That way the image of me standing in the empty courtyard will be more realistic. Xiaoyan may be able to dissipate her anger. Then see me soft-heartedly. But I don't have the time. It's winter. There was no rain at all.

"Good. If you want to stand, just stand. But there's no way I'm going to see you. You're going to die of this heart. Because you, Liang Jiafeng, have been disappointed with me. But everyone will have a tolerance. And I've reached the limit of what I can handle."

Xiaoyan said loudly to me. The tone is indifferent. The coldness of my expression made me a little desperate. I don't even think she's the Xiaoyan I know anymore. She has been transformed into someone else. A ruthless and even irascible madwoman.

Didn't wait for me to say anything. Xiaoyan closed the window tightly. Disappeared from my sight. And I'm not going to say anything. None of what I just said is of any use. It's even more useless to say it now. So just stand in silence. Standing for a few hours, maybe Xiaoyan will relent. She's angry after all. I believe that no matter how Xiaoyan changes. Xiaoyan's soft heart will always be there.

I stood still and didn't move. Keep your eyes on the window. Singing softly. Maybe now we can only use singing instead of words. This can also kill the torment.

"Last night's dream was wonderful. The stars are blinking and laughing.

Watch you step into my arms. Count my hearts carefully.

I saw last night's dream. A meteor shower crosses the signal of love. Let me give you the nearest hug.

Arms are the tracks of love. I'm going to go through the emptiness of dreams.

Stand in front of you and proclaim it loudly. I want to drink you to old age. Even if it's plain, it's fine.

Listen to you every day as the boss in your ear. I'm still giggling giggly beside you.

I want to drink your whitehead here. Cherish every moment of love. Until that day you and I will grow old. The stars still shine with their gray hair."

Sing a song. I went from tears to tears. A matter of minutes. My feelings are even more depressed. Because I shouted this lyrical song. Xiaoyan ignored me. My singing voice seems to have fallen into the sea without setting off a wave. Entered the mountains. Disappear into the middle of nowhere.

Since one song is not enough. Then I'll keep singing. Until you can't sing. Until Xiaoyan opened the door and ran towards me. And when I hugged tightly.

Then I started singing non-stop. Don't drink a sip of water. Not even gasping for air. Thought I understood that I couldn't lose Xiaoyan. You can't let your parents down. Even despair.

Five songs are sung. Xiaoyan didn't come out. But it attracted the neighbors to see the excitement. I don't care though. The most important thing now is to make Xiaoyan willing to talk to me.

And then five more. It's just singing until he's old. My voice is getting hoarse and hoarse. I can't even sing it anymore. But I don't want to give up. Things have come to this point. I can't help myself. Even today I'm going to be hoarse. I have to go on too.

Five more songs from the past. Ten minutes passed slowly. But Xiaoyan didn't move. No matter how firm I am, my heart is a little shaken. I thought to myself. Could it be that Xiaoyan really despairs of me? Do you really not love me. This is not true. This is absolutely not true.

I'm really feeling like crying now. It should not be called every day. The earth is not spiritual; Wanted to bang on the door. But I am the only one who can break open the door of the villa.

I continued to sing with a heart of despair. The body shook unconsciously. The palms of his hands clenched tightly at his shirt. I don't have strength in my throat. are all working hard with farts ~ shares. Hopefully we can transfer some power. Transfer all the strength of your whole body to your throat. Let me sing with the strength to sing. Now Xiaoyan's doorstep has become a sensation. There were more than a dozen people standing in the doorway. They were all watching me sing like crazy. Those who can listen to songs have never been productive. Someone looks hilarious. Someone will feel sorry for me.

All kinds of emotions are blown by the cold wind and float around me. And it's because of these feelings that I become more empowered. Let me even hoarse my throat. And continue to sing. And ten minutes passed. I've sung "White Head to Old Age" twenty times. However, the picture I was hoping for did not emerge. The happy ending did not come to pass. I'm discouraged. Also desperate.

I looked at the closed door. Looking at the fully enclosed windows. Touching your throat with your hand. One last yelling of struggle.

"Xiaoyan. I want to grow old with you."