"You found her, didn't you?" Xiao Jian asked eagerly in a hoarse voice that needed a lot of effort to hear clearly.

"Hmm." Xiao Ying turned his face out of the window and responded with difficulty.

"She's fine, isn't she?"

"You gave her something, didn't you?"

"You told her we're going to get married ------, don't you?"

She ------ never ------ back. Because ------ you told her we were happy,------ didn't you? He said with difficulty, one by one, one by one.

"Hmm." Xiao Ying choked and wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.

"That's good! Thank you for helping me tell this lie. Xiao Jian grunted heavily.

"yes, that's good." Xiao Ying turned his head and stared at the scarred body curled up on the bed in the tent. She knows the soul in this shell too well, as long as she falls in love with someone, he will not survive simply for himself. For the sake of the people he loves, he will choose to give up and choose to grieve himself. She used to love such a soul, but now she hopes that he can be a little more selfish, for him, for Yunmeng, for each other's less heartache, for the end of this fragmented love.

"Haggard, painful, helpless, tired, cherishing each other, but hurting each other, this is good, yes, this is good!" She roared, unable to control her feelings any longer, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Xiao Ying!" Xiao Jian stretched out his arm in pain, then hung down helplessly, grabbed the sheet on his body, and crumpled it into his hand.

"Don't call me, you don't know, when I first saw you that morning, you were like a charred corpse. I'm scared to death, you know, I'm going to die even more regretfully. Regret should not be jealous, should not be jealous, should not love you, I should be your sister, should not be involved in you. I swear I'll do anything for you as long as you survive. So, you and Dad asked me to find Yunmeng, and I did; You let me go to her, and I did; You asked me to lie to her, and I did. How stupid I was, I thought I was doing this to help you, to help you fulfill your wishes. I was wrong, I did one of your most heart-wrenching things for you. I hurt the person you care about the most, cherish the most, and you would rather taste the bitter fruit alone than drag it down. ”

"I was wrong, because when I met her, I believed that she loved you just as much, that she didn't say goodbye to you just as much as she wanted, and that she was in the same hardship and pain. And I used lies to kill the only little sustenance and comfort left in her heart. I know that from now on she will never experience happiness and joy again, because her dream is broken, and she can still dream, but now it is different, I have even deprived her of the right to dream. She had nothing left...... So I was wrong, I was wrong again, you don't know how struggled I was, how unbearable I was. ”

"I know!" Xiao Jian whispered in pain.

"You know, you know that's the end of it, don't hurt anyone else who loves you. Don't refuse surgery, don't refuse our care, give us a chance to make up for our guilt, let's come and love you. ”

"Xiao Ying."

"Isn't it? Your next step is to sneak away and slip into a deserted area, far away from the world, to fend for itself. Isn't it? Isn't it? ”

Xiao Jian was speechless, he lowered his eyelids and saw the terrifying scar on his nose. His fingers were bent, his arms were clinging to his bones, and he had scabs that he couldn't bear to see, and his body was full of festering, hard-to-heal wounds. His legs were covered in sheets, his knees were torn, his body was covered with ugliness and disabilities that would be difficult to recover from even surgery, and his kidneys, he was no longer able to give Yunmeng a normal marriage. He knew that it was impossible for him to change back to who he was, that he had changed beyond recognition.

He turned his face out of the window, and the wind rolled up yellow dust, blurring the view outside the window, and a scrap of paper rolled in the air, drifting.

"Isn't it a good arrangement to fend for yourself, like this dust?" He muttered to himself, biting his lower lip unconsciously.

"Is this arrangement reasonable? You think. Xiao Ying's voice was hoarse: "You heard about Yunmeng's news, you know that she is thousands of miles away and doesn't know anything about you. You love her, you care about him, and you hurt like this, and you don't want to drag her down. So you want her to misunderstand your feelings, you want him to forget you, you think that then she will be happy. Then you run away from us. With your disability and your pain, because you also don't want to drag us down. You think that then our world will become calmer and we will be happy. But you forget, time can not be turned back, the feelings paid can not be taken back, although this kind of feelings are not about men and women, but we are a family, father and son, brother and sister, mother and son love has long been destined to be a part of us, can never be separated from a part. Without you, I don't have a life, and our hearts will be forever broken and incomplete. ”

"Forever broken, no longer complete." Xiao Jian muttered. Yes, they are a family with an inseparable family bond. Without him, the home would not be complete. However, he knew that time would dilute everything and eventually take away all the pain and sorrow. All mental inadequacies will be slowly repaired. And its existence will eventually be a failed landscape, reminding people from time to time and everywhere how much pain and misfortune he has endured. He couldn't, he didn't allow this reminder to haunt his family anymore. He suppressed strong feelings, and he was determined to bear the pain of life alone. In the familiar or unfamiliar sighs, he seemed unusually calm. He refuses to be sad or rejoice, he wants to use the time he can't control to let his true love get what he thinks is a good destination, and let the family return to peace and ease.

"Principal Xiao." A stiff, even trembling voice appeared at the door, and the dean of academic affairs twisted the corner of his shirt with his left hand like a schoolboy, his eyes scanned the room, and finally his gaze rested on the hooded hospital bed. Obviously, his mind was still subconsciously looking for Xiao Jian who was in the wind of Yushu, although he had known that Xiao Jian was injured for a long time, but because he had never seen it, he couldn't imagine his appearance for a while.

"Here." Xiao Jian wiped the corners of his eyes and said in a slurred voice.

"Ahh The director looked a little flustered and at a loss. For a while, he couldn't say a word of condolence on the road. "This ...... This is the ...... sent by the post office today, and the chairman asked me to send it to you. ”

Xiao Jian stretched out his arm and retracted it, his hands covered in horrible marks. "Can you open it for me?" He said bitterly.

"What?" The Dean of Academic Affairs struggled to discern.

"Help me open it." Xiao Jian repeated.

"Hmm." The director opened the parcel in his hand and took out a wind chime, which was snow-colored, and when he took it out, all parts collided with each other and made a crisp ding sound.

"It's a wind chime." The director was careful not to move a little in his hand.

After a long time, Xiao Jian muttered in a more difficult voice: "Thank you, it's all over, you can go." ”

The director put the wind chimes on the head of the bed, scratched his ears, and withdrew.

"It's all gone, it's all over, isn't it?" Xiao Jian said again.