"Come home with me," Zhou Zimeng wiped away her tears and repeated the gentle words again, "This time, I will protect you well." ”

Xiao Yuchen didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.

On that snowy night four years ago, she gave up the chance to go home with him.

From that moment on, she began her lies, and she would become strong and one day strong enough to protect the lies of the people who mattered.

Now, when this lie was finally painfully worn away, she found herself as if she had returned to that snowy night again, Zhou Zimeng was still looking at her with painful eyes, that warm hand was still waiting for her to shake back, and he said in the warmest words that he wanted to take her home.

But she couldn't go back with him.

The death of a lie, even if it means that everything has never changed, does not mean that everything can start again.

Because in that long lie, there was such a group of warm and true people. She couldn't leave them dead in the cold and dark night, and despicably rely on the warmth that still awaited her.

So, she stubbornly stood up on the windowsill and staggered out of the ward under Zhou Zimeng's surprised gaze.

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Unconsciously, she came to that apartment again, the place where she and Yue, and Ye Lingchuan had lived together.

Don't you know...... She smiled sadly, it turned out that this place had long since replaced the snail house and became her real home.

It's just that this home, which was once extremely warm, has also become as cold and empty as a snail house.

She stood in front of the door and hesitated for a long time, but finally pushed the door in. She knew what she shouldn't expect, but the empty room still made her extremely disappointed.

She lay down on the sofa, which was the last place Ye Lingchuan had rested in this room, and sniffed the faint fragrance left by him, and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

If she could, she really wanted to die in a dream like this, in this home that had given her warmth, in this warm dream that had not yet become cold, and never to wake up again.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yuchen smelled a smell of burning things in his dream, and woke up suddenly.

Is it on fire...... She rubbed her eyes in a daze, or did she really die and fall into the Flame Hell?

As she gradually came to her senses, she finally realized that the choking smell of smoke was wafting from the kitchen, and in the smoke, she saw a figure standing in front of the cooking table and busy.

"Lingchuan ......" She got up in disbelief and stumbled towards the kitchen, only to see that the person was actually Zhou Zimeng.

Seeing her disappointed expression that she couldn't hide, Zhou Zimeng's eyes darkened, and she smiled pretending not to care: "You're awake, the meal is almost ready." ”

"Why are you here?" Xiao Yuchen looked at him suspiciously.

"Because you're here," Zhou Zimeng's eyes were filled with a warm smile, "Since you won't go home with me, I'll come back with you." ”