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How about coming with me? I'll take you home.

Family? Where is home? Gao Fu's eyes were clear, and he looked up and asked.

Bai Weixia's smile is not very clear, the breeze blows through the long hair, and the pink and white trees also fall in time, quiet and beautiful. The blue of the sky that had no intention of falling, the earth was in the depths of her eyes.

Where loved ones are, home is home.

Years later, Guffer decided to leave and find a place to call home in his life.

And Bai Weixia also left.

Once she thought that she could compose her life into an immortal and gentle song with love and dedication, and she would move him by waiting for his reward.

But she was wrong.

The man had taken her by the hand and looked with her at the stars above the firmament, shining like diamonds, shining like a dream.

After she meets him, she always wants to try to save him and her feelings.

So she came to the Vatican.

It was a wonderful paradise place, with a slight coolness in the pure wind, and white doves could always be seen flying by accidentally. They are so weak but also so strong, they have a free and easy and indifferent that he can't learn.

Like a seabird and a wave, they fly close and meet, and when the seabird goes away and the wave passes, they also part.

The Vatican wind is always so reassuring, and this familiar warmth and pleasantness is just like the Gao Fu who left her in the first place.

She once thought she would be the only woman he loved in his life.

She remembered that his eyes were dark and deep, clear as the sea, but full of melancholy.

He made a promise that if he could not find that home the following year, he would wait for her under the largest church in the Vatican and kiss her.

She leaned alone on the iron frame in the garden outside the church, feeling the cool temperature, nostalgic for the once dazzling parting, the bitter dedication, the waiting, the appointment, his every sweet word, the tiny movement, and the last left behind her.

She was so cautious that she would expect Guffer to appear, and the place where he existed was her destination and faith.

Love is so uncomplaining, even if this unrepentance is nothing more than the struggle of a moth to a fire.

As the days passed, Gao Fu did not appear.

Not surprisingly, he is an uninhibited man.

Thinking about it, those words about home were all told to her by others, but she was pinned on him alive.

It's all wishful thinking.

Maybe there is a heaven in a corner of the world, and she is always redeeming Gao Fu in this life, hoping that there someone can redeem herself.

The Vatican has carried the extravagant hopes of Bai Weixia for several years, and once thought that he could find something called true love here.

But now I only remember the fresh smell of the wind on the man's pure white shirt, Bai Weixia turned his back, and behind him was the heavenly Vatican, and the doves flew up to form a fairy tale - and then they flew away in an instant.

Hey, God, then I can only ask you to accompany me now.

With his hands folded, his voice is as soft as a lullaby with a long-lost innocence.

Laughing at herself, if God can't refuse, does that mean she will forget about that man?

She knew that it was just a moment's rest, and that seeking refuge left her with no choice.

When I looked up, I realized that the Vatican sky was not only pure blue, but also contained moist moisture.

Bai Weixia gradually became happy, and she finally did so.

She began to decide to forget about Guffer, and if she prayed ten thousand times to save him back, she would not hesitate, but she could not.

Years have passed, and Bai Weixia has been convinced that she has forgotten it.

When I turned on my computer, I received an anonymous e-mail, and I opened it after some hesitation.

When I finished reading it, my heart trembled.

Gauffer said he had never forgotten her, and that in the Vatican, he had been watching her from behind a huge fountain, but had not come out to recognize her.

Because at that time, he was not sure what he wanted, and he would regret it.

So he didn't come forward and call her name, but he regrets it now.

Bai Weixia once thought that she had no tears for a long time, because she was wandering in the ice peak of nonsense and worldliness, and she had seen too much human affection and the world was hot and cold.

But I didn't expect that as long as she touched Gao Fu's affairs, she was still fragile and vulnerable, and her eyes, which had been dry for many years, were still moist.

If he had stood up for her name many years ago, she would have gone to the ends of the earth desperately to find his destination.

But now she can't.

Maybe because of her weakness, afraid of being thrown into the abyss of despair again, or maybe because she finally acquiesced to her freedom and rebelliousness, and was unwilling to wait any longer.

There was silence for a long time, and the arrow still moved towards delete.

Since the end is destined to be so, it is not a pity or sorrow, nor is it worth it.

After:

Bai Weixia thought that if they met him in a few years, they could still look at each other and smile. This is the case with the indifference of love.

Suddenly, I remembered the white dove of the Vatican and the brief encounter with the breeze. She silently recited those two crisp syllables in her heart, Gao Fu, if you let me have a home in the next life, are you willing to accompany me to wait in heaven.

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