Love is very short, but it is longer than Sangtian By

If I don't say some words, I will regret them for the rest of my life;

Some words, even if they are spoken, do not change anything;

But, at least there are no regrets and no regrets.

-- Yun Yu

Before I met her, I didn't have a name, I didn't have a surname, I didn't know what my name was, who it was.

I have nothing but a birth card, and I don't live as well as a pile of garbage.

At least there are people to pick up the garbage, but no one wants to pick me up.

After getting to know her, my name is Yun Gu, with short soft hair, a pair of eyes that can be seen, a clean face and clothes, and I live like a person.

She was 17 and I was 14.

I've always thought of her as an angel sent by God to pick up my garbage.

She was depressed at the beginning, without any breath of life, and suddenly seemed to wake up after seeing the photos of some people on the big screen, active life, active life.

I don't know who those people were, but I knew they must have been important to her.

Is she alive?

She seems to just use her flesh/body as a machine, constantly looking for work to do, no matter how hard and tired and dirty, she doesn't mind, for that meager reward, she can spend the whole day in the garbage heap to help people find lost things; In order to survive, she could sleep less than four hours a day for three consecutive years, save money, eat one meal a day, be reluctant to buy a single piece of clothing, and even sell blood, just so that I could speak.

When did you first like her?

I don't know.

When I knew I liked her, I realized that I had liked her for a long, long time.

But I also know that there is no me in her heart, and she has always regarded me as a younger brother.

Before we met, she had a man in her heart that she liked very much, and I couldn't even insert a needle into the gap; After we met, she fell in love with the Count, and loved so much that I still didn't have a single needle.

The people she likes are excellent, noble, noble like the sun in the sky, and me?

It's just a handful of dust on the ground that I can't grasp, and I don't even have the qualifications to look up.

She wouldn't like someone like me, I know, I've always been sober, so I've always loved desperately.

So desperate that I couldn't even do anything like facing her.

I can't tell her before I speak, I love her; When I can speak, I still can't tell her: I love you.

So why did I have surgery, why did I speak?

If I don't say "I love you", then I'd rather not be able to speak.

I once read a quote in a book: If love needs words, then how can a dumb person love each other.

Love doesn't need words, but it needs to love, and she doesn't love me.

Don't love me, that's all!

……

Before I could speak, I could still talk to her in sign language; When I could speak, I didn't know what to talk to her.

Watching her fall in love with someone else, watching her walk into someone else's world, it feels like a kite with a broken string in her hand, no matter how much you catch it, you can't catch it.

The string broke, the kite flew away, and she was gone.

The sentence "Can I not be your brother, can I love you, in a man's way" almost blurted out.

I didn't say it because I knew that once I said this sentence, I would not only lose my love, but also her.

I never wanted to hurt her, I wanted to give her the best, I wanted to protect her, but I was too stupid to even do such a thing for her.

Let her worry, let her down, and even make her lose her only relative, the person she trusts, in the end.

I hate the man who let her come to Paris, who had so much power but couldn't protect her, who let her go through such unbearable things, and let her be forced by life to lose her human form.

I hate Louis Widow, I hate him for taking the only light and warmth from my life, but I can't protect her properly, I can't spare her from suffering, I can't spare her from being displaced, I can't let her be warm and peaceful.

I didn't think I'd end up being the kind of person I used to hate the most.

What did I do to force her to leave quietly?

……

Killing the Red Lady who ruined her reputation was the only thing I could do for her.

I've thought about it, sacrifice this rotten life, anyway, I'm a cheap life, if I hadn't met her, I'd still be a garbage that no one picks up on the streets.

I still failed.

Over the years, I don't seem to have done anything right, and I haven't done anything well.

Even in the end, it was necessary for Louis Widow to come to the rescue.

At an altitude of 30,000 feet, listening to Yu Yang say those words, he couldn't help but cry like rain after all.

But at the age of 23, I suddenly felt old.

……

Perhaps God was punishing me for not cherishing the angel He sent to deliver me on earth, so He withdrew my ability to speak.

Yu Yang took me to see many doctors, and the results were the same.

I told Yu Yang not to stay here and waste time on me, a rotten man, who I knew Louis needed even more at this time.

As for the road ahead, I know how to go about it.

I will not fail again this second chance of rebirth they have given me.

……

I work as a sign language teacher at a charity and teach sign language to some children.

I am no longer called Yun Gu, I have a very common name: Song Xin.

Everyone older than me calls me: Xiao Song.

People younger than me call me: Brother Song.

Call me about the same age as me: Xiaoxin (the same name as Xiaoxin in "Crayon Xiaoxin")

I lived in this strange capital day after day, year after year, leaving behind my identity and name, and letting go of the past, but I never couldn't let go of the love in my heart, and I couldn't let go of the one who disappeared in the vast sea of people.

I gave up hope of speaking again, and it didn't matter to me whether I could speak again.

If my voice can be exchanged for the rest of her life to be safe and happy, then take some more from my body.

Because I owe her so much, too much.

Because I love her too deeply, too deeply.

……

I saw their recent situation from the news, although he was very low-key, never willing to show his face, let alone let the media take any pictures; However, the media's ability to chase after the wind and scatter is increasing day by day.

In the blurred picture, her slender figure was seen, he held the child in one hand, wrapped the other hand around her shoulder, hurriedly avoiding the frame, and his personal driver did his best to block the reporters' approach.

Although the picture is blurry, and the outline of the boy in his arms cannot be seen clearly, the eyes can be vaguely seen, with a faint blue, mysterious and sad.

Received his text message the day after they registered their marriage.

His text message was simple: We are married, do you want to see each other?

This is the first time I came to China and he took the initiative to contact me, and the moment I received the text message, I pinched my phone and looked at it more than a hundred times.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had already burst into tears.

I was texting back to him a week later.

At that time, I had arrived in Xixun, the place where they had fallen in love, and where they had decided to grow old.

I deliberately changed into clean and tidy clothes, shaved my beard, and went to see her cleanly.

In a small tea room in the town, there are not many people in the afternoon, and the boss is just boiling tea, and the fragrance of tea in the room makes people forget the chaos of the world.

In the upheaval of fate, we met again: she was 36 years old, and I was 33 years old.

She has waist-length hair, a light-colored chiffon shirt, a long skirt that covers her ankles, a silk scarf casually around her neck, and a delicate and beautiful collarbone looming.

She sat in front of me, her expression was as calm as before, and she pursed her lips with a faint smile: "Long time no see, how are you?" ”

From the first second she walked into my sight, my heart lost control, and at this moment there was no hatred or disgust in her voice, only the light wind after the dust settled.

His eyes were glazed.

Raise your heavy arms and say to her: I'm fine, what about you?

Maybe the earl told her, maybe she was used to seeing me do sign language, she didn't be surprised, she didn't question, she just showed a calm smile of the years, warm as water, "I'm fine." ”

The smell of tea filled the room with great silence, and she drank tea from her teacup, and I looked at the teacup in front of me and felt my heart almost hit out of my chest.

When she put down the teacup and looked up at me, I interrupted her when she was about to speak: "If I don't say some things, I will regret them for the rest of my life; There are some things that I say, but I can't change anything; But, at least there are no regrets and no regrets. ”

She was stunned, staring at me for a moment, listening very carefully.

"I love you, I've loved you for many years."

The clear and calm eyes set off a storm for a moment, and they looked at me in disbelief, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

A wry smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I continued.

"I don't know when it started, for you, you can't be a sister, but a woman; Maybe it was from the time you said you were going to let me speak, maybe it was earlier, when I wanted to kiss you, or when I got you back from the beginning. I love you, I've only loved you alone for so many years, and I've sued myself thousands of times, giving up on you and forgetting you, but I can't do it. You're like a tattoo on my chest, it hurts when I think about it, and when I don't want to, I don't think about you. ”

"I can't do anything, I can't speak, I can't read, I don't know who I am, it's like a piece of garbage on the street, so I really don't have the courage to say the word 'love'. I don't know if you'll like me, and I don't know if we'll have a chance to get started by saying it in the first place! ”

Her eyes went from stunned to panicked.

probably never imagined that her brother had been in love with her for so many years!

"I can't take it back if I say it, and I may not come back if I'm gone, so don't feel it, don't explain, and don't tell me to turn back, so as not to embarrass everyone, it's good that you can watch me go...... I just want to give my love a beginning and an end. ”

My love began and ended from the moment I said it.

I don't know if my love was lost to the three years when I was born late, or the months when I met her later than him; Or maybe I lost to my own inferiority complex.

So I can only lick my love for her in inferiority complex and spend this long life.

Outside the window, the sun was quiet, and he was holding the child not far away and waiting for her, who was already panicked.

Her flustered eyes only saw them outside the window, and gradually became calm, warm and wanton, and became envious.

"Go ahead, don't keep them waiting." I said to her.

She sat on the couch and didn't move.

I put down the tea money, looked at her deeply as I got up, and then left the teahouse without looking back.

……

I liked her when she was at her most wolfish and half-dead.

I still liked her when she was at her most glamorous and far away from my world.

After she got married and had children, she had the rest of her life happy, and I liked her even more.

It's just that if you can't be together, it's torture to be close or distant; Then keep me away from you.

Far enough to look at you from afar, once in a while, it is enough to look at you from afar.

……

Personal letter:

Louis Ying's widow, Lan Mufei, Scarlet widow's family.

Louis Widow: You never assumed that he liked you?

Lan Mufei: I want to assume that I want to have it but I can't have it, only if I just fill in anything by myself, I can be as happy as I want.

Louis Widow: Actually, he is the closest person to you, but he lacks courage and a chance. I'm luckier than him because I have the courage to say I love you!

Lan Mufei: "......"

……

If you could turn back time, quietly go back to the year she had a miscarriage at the age of 17.

If he hadn't lived as lowly as he had lived -

If she and him are given a chance, will they really be able to be together?

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Young Master: The new article "Love is as deep as melting, you have to be good, president!" Collection, lest I come back in the future and change the name of the book, you will not find me!