CHAPTER XLII
A cool night breeze made the sky full of green leaves, which became the background of the young man in front of him.
He was so shocked that he covered his mouth and his wide eyes were red.
She looked at the ring in the box with a touching light, and tears of emotion involuntarily slipped down.
He lowered his eyes and said slowly, "You fool......"
A fool who immediately gives everything he has to others when someone else gives a little warmth......
It's still for someone who doesn't know if it will suddenly disappear one day.
At this moment, the fear that had disappeared so much before was filled with heart again.
She showed a look of pain and struggle in the midst of extreme restraint.
"Can you really guarantee that you won't suddenly disappear and that you can be by his side forever?"
"Do you really think that as long as you cherish the present, he really won't be more miserable when you disappear?"
"That's a lot, don't be naΓ―ve. Look at him, look at this man who is now in front of you as if he would go crazy without you. Do you really think that time will help him heal all the pain after you disappear? β
How many: "......"
"You're so selfish. You feel that you understand that you love him, so you choose to be together. In fact, in the end, you only see your heart and choose what you want, and ignore what kind of consequences you will bring to him by doing this. β
The question in my head rang out over and over again.
"It's so much, it's probably good for everyone to let go now. Take this opportunity to let it go. Haven't you been in a state of anxiety ever since? Now that's your choice not to give it to him"
He was in a trance, and the picture he saw not long after agreeing to be with Xia Yang flashed in his mind.
In the hospital ward, how many smiles at Xia Yang's back as he left.
The sweetness in her heart filled her whole heart little by little.
He Qiduo smiled and reached for the kettle on the bedside table, and suddenly the smile on her face froze on her instantly pale face.
She looked stunned and looked at her hand in disbelief.
I saw that her slender and pale hand was translucent.
He trembled and reached for the kettle on the table......
Pierced directly through the body of the pot......
Seeing this scene, the fear on his face became bigger and bigger.
"How, how!"
Is she going to disappear?
But she had just recognized her inner ......, and they had only been together for a short time......
Like, if she leaves, what will Xia Yang do?
He's going to be sad and sad......
I haven't even said goodbye to him, I haven't said goodbye to him, she can't just leave, can't!
He climbed out of bed with tears streaming down her face, and accidentally fell to the ground, but as if she didn't feel it, she got up again, and ran in the direction of the door with an anxious expression.
Her panic caused her to just crash into Xia Yang's arms who pushed the door in.
Xia Yang was frightened by this sudden scene as soon as he entered the door, but subconsciously supported the person in his arms.
He felt the familiar taste in Xia Yang's arms, looked at the hands that had returned to their original state, and buried his face deeper in Xia Yang's chest with a painful expression.
Xia Yang felt the person in his arms trembling constantly, and his heart seemed to be tightened. He looked worried and nervous and asked softly, "What's wrong?" β
Hearing his gentle voice, how much hugged him tighter, but he didn't speak.
After a while, he calmed down and said, "No, I just had a nightmare." β
Yes, a nightmare, a nightmare that shattered all her fantasies about the future......
Maybe it's because the novel world discovered her sudden bug, which caused a serious deviation in the development of the story's plot......
What she feared finally happened......
She didn't think it would be so soon......
I thought that my departure would be four years later, at the end of the novel......
She was lucky to think that Xia Yang was not with the heroine, and the original finale of the novel did not appear. Maybe she can accompany Xia Yang forever like this, and be with him forever......
He looked at the young man who was kneeling on one knee in front of him, smiling all the time, and his eyes were full of love, and he heard him say that: "Duoduo, are you willing to marry me and be with me forever?" β
How many hands hung down on both sides of his body moved slightly: "......"
β¦β¦ Yes, I do.
I think I want to be with you forever, to be with you forever, so that you don't have to be alone anymore, and you don't have to digest all the pain by yourself......
Xia Yang found that He Duoduo's face was a little bad, and he got up from the ground nervously with a worried expression, walked over, wanted to reach out and take He Duoduo's hand, and asked softly with concern: "Duoduo, your face doesn't seem to be very good, what'......s wrong?"
He Qiduo looked at Xia Yang with red eyes, and avoided Xia Yang with a flat expression and stretched out to take her hand.
Xia Yang's concerned words stopped in her mouth because of her evasive movements, and even her hands stopped stiffly in mid-air.
How many: "......"
The madness and tyranny in Xia Yang's heart suddenly filled his heart wantonly because of how many evasive actions he had, a terrifying cold light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were a little red.
Xia Yang suppressed all the crazy thoughts in his heart, slowly approached how much, hooked a pale smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked gently: "...... What's wrong, isn't it comfortable? Or we'll ......."
He Qiduo looked up at him with red eyes, his expression was flat, and he said slowly: "...... I don't want to. β
Hearing her words, Xia Yang's eyes opened slightly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, as if he was extremely restrained by something. His thin lips moved slightly, and it took a long time as if he had regained his voice, and his voice trembled and asked, "...... What the? β
He Qiduo looked at Xia Yang's expression of disbelief and suppressed the pain, lowered his slightly trembling and reddened eyes, his throat moved slightly, calmed down for a while, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "...... I said I didn't want to. I don't want to marry you, I don't want to ...... Always with you......"
As soon as her words fell, her arms were grabbed vigorously.
Xia Yang's eyes were red, and he loudly stopped the words that were not like sharp blades from her mouth and kept cutting at his heart: "Enough, Duoduo, don't... Besides. β
When he said the back, how many people could hear a trembling supplication in it.
Xia Yang suppressed all his madness at the moment, and wanted to pull out a smile she liked just now, but he found that he couldn't laugh.
Xia Yang endured how indifferent his suffocating gaze was, and asked as gently as possible, "...... Duoduo, what's wrong with you? Is something happening? If there is, we can ...... "solve it together."
He looked at him obviously in extreme pain but still gentle, afraid of hurting himself, his cautious expression, and the pain in her heart made her hands tremble uncontrollably.
How distressed and aggrieved he wanted to break free of his shackles, but how could a girl's strength be compared to Xia Yang, who was on the verge of collapse in front of him.
He kept tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and cried out: "Xia Yang, enough is enough." Nothing happened, I just didn't want to. You let me go! β
Because of her words, Xia Yang's heart fell into the ice kiln, which made his whole person feel cold and piercing, but after seeing her tearful little face and red eyes, all the pain was suppressed because of the distress.
Xia Yang took her into his arms, gently stroked the back of her head, and coaxed softly: "Okay, if you don't want it now, don't cry~ Seeing you crying, my heart is about to break." β
How much to listen to this young man who has never bowed his head to anyone, obviously the pain in his heart is unbearable, but he still softly coaxes his young man, and the guilt in her heart makes her tears continue to slide down her cheeks and drip on the shoulders of his coat, forming a dark water stain.
He pushed him away so hard, crying and shouting, "Xia Yang, you don't know what I'm talking about!" I said I didn't want to. Do you have to be so blunt? I'm just right now suddenly feeling like we're not the right fit, so I don't want to go on any longer, we... Let's break up......"
Xia Yang grabbed her wrist hard, his eyes were red, and he shouted in disbelief: "Enough, what a lot!" Do you know what you're talking about yourself? That's not what you think in your heart! Why do you say these ......"
He interrupted him many times and cried, "You are not me! What I think of you, how do you know! β
Xia Yang looked at her silently because of her words......
He stopped struggling under his silent gaze. Her eyes drooped slightly, avoiding Xia Yang's extremely painful, desperately suppressed crazy gaze Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly replied, "...... Let go of me, Xia Yang. β
In just an instant, how much she felt Xia Yang's strength grabbing her wrist instantly increased. The pain in her wrist made her brow frown slightly, but her face remained motionless, with an indifferent expression, as if she didn't feel pain.
Xia Yang's chest rose and fell a little heavily, as if something was about to break free of control and run out.
He looked at it and asked in a cold voice, "...... Are you serious? β
He tried to break away from his grip on his wrist and retreated, but he still didn't break away. After being silent for a long time, she said lightly: "...... Be. β
Xia Yang pulled He Qiduo in, a slight light appeared in the corners of his red eyes, and he asked in a trembling dumb voice, "...... Why? β
ββ¦β¦ I suddenly felt like we weren't ......"
"Enough! I don't want to listen to these perfunctory words. I just want to know what is it that makes you like this, so that you can easily say things like breaking up! Xia Yang interrupted loudly with red eyes, and said.
At this moment, he found that she had no way to give Xia Yang a reason that could convince him.
Do you tell him that he is the male protagonist, and he should be with the female protagonist, not with himself?
Or tell him that he will not end well with him, and if she disappears one day, will he be the one who will be hurt in the end?
Or tell him that he is the male protagonist, and she herself is the passerby of this novel, should they be two parallel lines that have no intersection?