When Siyu got off the plane, through the glass window of the waiting hall, there were already stars in the sky outside, like countless shining diamonds wrapped in cyan velvet, and the waiting hall was illuminated by white woven lights, but the passengers were a little pitiful.

"Siyu." When Cheng Xiaoding stopped her, Siyu was bowing her head and walking out, she turned around, only to see Cheng Xiaoding wearing a black suit as usual, carrying a briefcase, she walked over and asked softly, "Brother Cheng, are you going on a business trip?" ”

Cheng Xiaoding nodded, and stopped talking, but Siyu continued: "I know about Liumang and Lin Yiyi. ”

"Actually, the Lin family did what they did twenty years ago, and there are ...... Ah Qian didn't mean to hide it from you," Cheng Xiaoding paused for a moment and said in a trance, "People in this world will always have something more important than life. ”

Siyu changed the topic and said, "Is something wrong?" ”

"It's not a big deal, I'm going to Guangzhou, and Mr. Peng asked me to personally send a very important document to Zhan Yuche." Cheng Xiaoding tried to make his voice as calm as usual.

Siyu didn't have any doubts, she asked slowly, "Brother Cheng, what kind of person do you think Peng Youbin is?" ”

"You want to ask, obviously there are all kinds of signs that Peng Youbin is not a simple person who loves money and profits, but in the eyes of the Lin family's mother and daughter, he is so easy to manipulate, although you don't believe Zou Ziqiong's words, why is Yi Youqian willing to trust him so much, right?" Cheng Xiao said clearly.

Siyu nodded slowly at Cheng Xiaoding's words.

Cheng Xiaoding smiled almost sadly: "The authorities are fascinated, but I, as a bystander, know very well. That's because he never let people discover his weaknesses, and people in this world chase crazy money, fame and fortune, and do whatever it takes to defeat their opponents. So, if you love, you lose, and people treat their weaknesses either completely or treasure them properly. Maybe it will take time to wipe out the mud and sand, and the things that have been lost for a long time will not come back. Hopeless waiting is a desperate vain. I don't know why, but in this process, only you can experience it with your own heart, and your eyes will deceive. ”

Siyu listened stunned, only to feel that there was a mess of paste stirring in his head, Cheng Xiaoding turned around after speaking, changed his tone briskly, and said: "It's all some philosophical questions, don't be too entangled, anyway, we have been friends for so many years, I believe in Ah Qian, I won't tell you first, I'm going to board the plane." ”

"That," Siyu hurriedly asked, "Has Peng Youbin already returned to the company?" ”

His footsteps suddenly stopped, but he didn't look back, and said in a low voice: "Siyu, he won't return to the company now." However, the house in Rolling Shutter Bay, you probably don't know yet, there is a flower room in the back, and I think, if you figure it out, he will be there. ”

After Siyu watched Cheng Xiaoding leave, he got into a taxi. She was really refreshed her world view this day, just like she had read the lingering and delicate sentences of Xiangfei Curtain in the book before, as if she had seen a heart-wrenching relationship, but today, someone sneered and said, do you think ordinary people have these idle people? Those women chose to marry into a rich family, so they should naturally wait and be lonely, but they had to complain a few words and leave endless deceptive tears. In the past, those girls who married love all starved to death, died of old age, and died of illness, and then their descendants understood that fame and money should be chased, and love would become a bargaining chip, and in the end, the people who loved it died.

There was also an unlucky guy who was half dead.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the city hospital, and in a business competition, love was really a bargaining chip, and now Yi Youqian is almost dead.

Siyu still wanted to stubbornly ask Yi Youqian, she would rather he didn't know, even if she knew that he wouldn't answer.

But she didn't expect that she would meet Mrs. Yi here.

Siyu pushed open the door of the special single room, only to find that there was a person standing in front of Yi Youqian's bed. Among the dripping instruments, Yi Youqian was covered with tubes, his hair had been shaved, if it weren't for the small black mole under the corner of his right eye, Siyu could hardly associate the person in front of him with the crazy and infatuated teenager four years ago.

Mrs. Yi was wearing a red rose-bottomed cheongsam with cracked ice patterns, and a snow-colored velvet coat outside, she lowered her head slightly, looking at Yi Youqian quietly, as if a young mother was looking at a sleeping baby. Siyu suddenly felt scared, afraid that after many years, he would be like this.

It wasn't until Siyu walked to Mrs. Yi's side that Mrs. Yi came back to her senses and smiled faintly. Siyu said softly: "You are also here to see Yi and Qian?" Mrs. Yi opened her lips slightly, but shook her head and said calmly: "No, I just want to turn off Heqian's life support system." ”

"Mrs. Yi?"

Mrs. Yi looked at the panicked Siyu, but said with a desolate smile: "Lin Yiyi is coming back." With humility to love her. ”

"I know, but as long as there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, I shouldn't give up on him."

Unrequited love is not love. This is what Siyu really wants to say, but she doesn't know how to tell Mrs. Yi that unrequited love is not love. Because if he can only call his wishful thinking love, then he will be sad from beginning to end.

Mrs. Yi suddenly said, "Really? But what's the use of asking for one ten-thousandth? My Youqian, who has loved him for so many years, looked at him and hit his head and bled out, for the so-called love. Miss Zhi, in the end, love is not as good as a friend like you. This last thing with Qian Lian is to be used to love Lin Yiyi, 10,000 points of love, with his despair, why do you have to leave a point for us to remember? ”

Siyu pursed her lips and said, "But, Mrs. Yi, no matter how indifferent and crazy others are, our blood is always hot." ”

"No, it's going to be cold," a crystal tear slipped silently from Mrs. Yi's cheek, and she said gloomily, "My name is Lin Wentan." A long time ago, there were only two things in my house, strawberries and roses, and my brother was a boy who liked strawberries, but I liked roses properly. Later, I got married, Qingyuan and I were childhood sweethearts, and I would have a temper tantrum at first, and my brother got married soon after. When I went back to Ningzhou, all the roses at home had turned into black tulips, because my sister-in-law liked black tulips, and I woke up to the water spilled by my married daughter, and I began to follow the rules.

"You must have heard of the Asian financial crisis 20 years ago. In that era, although I only asked about business, I couldn't do without a little clairvoyance, Yilin's two families were greatly injured, my brother let my sister-in-law make small moves, but Qingyuan raised a woman outside to buy a property abroad, at this time, how can I cry and make trouble? However, Qingyuan planted a garden full of roses for me, the crystal curtain moved and the breeze rose, and the fragrance of the courtyard was extinguished. I knew that I had already obeyed, and they would do whatever they liked, as long as Qingyuan upheld my dignity and dignity as Mrs. Yi - I didn't want to care about the competition for fame and fortune anymore. When He Qian was in the ICU, I was heartbroken and desperate, but when Peng Youbin and you appeared in the Yi family's mansion, I knew that my blood was completely cold. ”

Siyu looked at this elegant and noble woman, but she couldn't speak anymore.

Lin Wentan sighed: "Love is the last ray of sunset, people love because love is always the most gorgeous, brave people will chase her, but she is buried in the boundless night little by little." The man chased and chased, and finally saw the bright stars again, the glow was so gorgeous, he seemed to see love again, but he couldn't catch it no matter how he jumped, and then the dark and heavy clouds blinded the last trace of light, and then there was only endless cold, to the boundless sky, it was better to never love. ”

"A woman's feelings are not an inexhaustible fountain, a woman's feelings are the saliva in the canary's mouth, who knows, this luxurious bird, its saliva can only build a crystal bird's nest, and in the second one, all it spits out is blood." Siyu couldn't help but read out Mo Yan's words, and she muttered, "But what if you always love someone twice in your life?" ”

Mrs. Yi smiled and said, "So, people like us, chasing love, are like moths to a fire." With Qian, this child, it is better to die if he loves him like this, if I turn off the life support system, He Qian will be freed. Miss Zhi, we are all in this game, and in the long night, I would rather never see the light of day, do you understand? Without love, even if you won't be happy, you won't shed tears and blood, so you won't be too sad. ”

Siyu looked at Yi Youqian's pale sleeping face blankly and said, "You know everything, don't you?" Regarding the conspiracy of the Lin family, you shed tears and blood, just wanting to draw a happy end to your love and end your painful unrequited love with your life, right? ”

Mrs. Yi's hand moved little by little to the red button at the head of the bed. She smiled with relief, just as many young mothers watched their children run to kindergarten with joy. She knew that it might be a better place, where children could find more pure happiness, where the big pot of rice might not be as good as the delicate little fried rice at home, but there were many children who were tired of eating the food at home with him. Even if he has to abide by the rules of the kindergarten, it is better to let him try new possibilities if he uses the family model to detain the child. Yes, this is an opportunity, yes, this is a new student, and the mother will always be at the door of the kindergarten to tell her children diligently, worrying about the flesh and blood connected to her.

Mrs. Yi also smiled with relief: "He Qian, before the dawn of the next life, don't love anymore." ”

With a long "drop", the green folded line on the heart rate screen on the side was like a crumpled piece of paper, which was crushed by Qianjun for a moment, and then turned into a slender straight line, slowly elongated, slowly elongated, until the desolate and silent end of life.

Yi Youqian's face was still so pale and thin, only the small black mole in the corner of his right eye, like a teardrop. He was almost one with the ward, surrounded by white sheets, white walls, white lights, white colors, just like four years ago. Yi Youqian was finally buried tonight, and Siyu knew that from that night four years ago, she had also fallen into this white expanse of color.

The wall shattered, and the breath hardened to iron in the cold.

The thick night was like a pool of stagnant water, cold to the bone. She was still in pain, but this white expanse, in the dark and cold night, was like a swaggering spirit flag, weeping year after year.