But he was trembling, and the book was there, and he had to read it sooner or later, so Professor Smith simply picked it up regardless of it.

A small brown leather notebook less than the size of the palm of his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and Professor Smith couldn't hold back any longer, so he sat directly on the ground and turned the first page—

The bird of paradise has no legs, so it can only choose to fly, and it will not stop for the rest of its life, and it will only land when it dies. The mourning of thorns in the throat is the most beautiful sound in the world, is it true that miracles and beauty are built on pain and misfortune?

I'm a doctor, and I want to undo all the misfortunes.

Mo Liuli

Professor Smith gently groped for the name, a name imprinted into his soul that Smith could not give up and forget for the rest of his life.

It's a pity that she has never loved, just perfunctory, is it that women are so good at acting, otherwise why would she be able to maneuver around it so calmly in the face of a man who loves her so much?

Slowly turning back, it is the familiar handwriting of the glass, and when you close your eyes, you can still see the eyes that are as clear as the glass, so that there is no haze in the eyes, why will it grow in such a girl?

This is Ruri's diary, full of trivia, he always knew that it existed, but out of respect for his lover, Professor Smith never looked through it.

Now I slowly look through it, but I remember a lot of details, judging from the diary, the person who keeps the diary is very happy and happy, even if it is a trivial matter every day, she also records it with relish.

Professor Smith couldn't help but let out a smile, he could almost imagine Ruri smiling and writing down his diary, and from time to time he was annoyed that he had forgotten something important, and then hurriedly wrote it down in his diary.

"Wouldn't it be nice if it was like this all the time?" Professor Smith read this sentence softly, and those painful memories still slowly squeezed out those happy fragments.

The owner of the diary seems to know that Professor Smith may not read this diary for the rest of his life, remembering more and more things, and even his own careful thoughts are beginning to slowly confide.

"I really love him, but every time I see him smiling or not smiling, I can't speak, I really hope that it will continue like this, how wonderful it should be that time is frozen in this moment? But that's not good, Ida still wants to be the best doctor, so time should pass quickly, as long as he loves me so much. ”

"I don't know, what kind of wedding dress I will wear at that time, but as long as he is standing next to him, it will be enough, although until now, he still can't learn how to write my name, but I will spend my whole life teaching him."

Professor Smith stroked the sentence, "But you broke your promise, and we didn't make it to the end." Professor Smith put his fingers on the dust and slowly wrote down three Chinese characters—Mo Liuli.

Live didn't know when it had returned to normal, he walked up to Professor Smith and watched Professor Smith carefully write down a Chinese name one by one.

"Mo Liuli." The voice is a little muffled, which is the inevitable sequelae after crying. Professor Smith slowly pronounced the three words, then looked at Live, "Am I right?" ”

Without waiting for Live to answer, "I used to feel that this name was so difficult to pronounce, and like most people, I felt that the Chinese name was really too difficult to pronounce, but after leaving her, I got used to the Chinese name that is not easy to pronounce." ”

"I've always called her Mo before, but now I know that I've always called her by her last name, if time can go back to the past, I really want to call her Liuli, it must be a very beautiful name."

Live nodded, "Glass is a glass-like thing, it has more impurities than glass, but it is precisely because of these impurities that the light of the glass has a hazy feeling, and it looks better than glass." ”

Professor Smith stroked the small leather book and continued to read it carefully, the happiness in the diary slowly faded, and fear began to fill the lines.

"Who the hell are they? Why should I put these things in experimental varieties, I will definitely not be able to make them successful. ”

"They actually want to destroy my Ada, no, no one, even if I lose Ada, I can't let Ida be destroyed."

"Ada, I decided to choose death, I don't know how I should spend my life without you, am I very powerful, it's just a small plan to let you break with me."

"My heart hurts, but you're safe, right? I'll put this diary here, I hope you still have a chance to see it, you probably hate me now, right? ”

The diary seemed to stop at this point, but Professor Smith turned back many pages without giving up, Liuli, are you really dead?

It was at this point that Professor Smith finally found the page with the words written, "My dear Ada, I still can't reassure you, I saw Jesse Bell and their deaths, I don't know if those organizations will really let you go." ”

"You're so good, even Cross can't be spared, you're probably more dangerous, right? I have decided to continue to protect you, and where you can't see, I will continue to protect you, and no one can hurt you. ”

"Professor Smith." Live nudged Professor Smith, "Live, I've missed it for so many years, and the result is ......"

Professor Smith didn't finish speaking, but Live knew what Professor Smith meant, "Professor, I only know, if you hesitate, you really missed it, since Aunt Mo Liuli is still alive, you might as well look for it." ”

If there is someone to accompany him for the rest of his life, the struggle is estimated to have some strength, and over the years, Professor Smith has not been harmed, and Mo Liuli's protection is estimated to be very successful.

So, what are you waiting for?

Professor Smith closed his eyes, and after a few moments, Professor Smith pulled out his phone and pulled it all the way to the last group.

The phone is placed in the ear, and only the beep of the phone can be heard in the quiet space, and it is rare that there are still people who do not use music at this time.

"Dean Smith, good evening, is there anything you can do?" A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone, and Live didn't think about where he heard it for a long time.

"I'm in Jesse Bell's den, I'll wait until tomorrow morning." With that, Professor Smith hung up.

"Dean, is she Aunt Mo Liuli?" Live felt unlikely, but looking at the meaning of Professor Smith's words, this person was Mo Liuli.

"There is only one person in the hospital with a suspicious background." It's obviously written about foreign materials, but he has the same habits as Mo Liuli.

"And this person is the closest to me." The person who hasn't changed around her for so many years is probably the only one who has been around, right?

It seemed like a long time, but it didn't seem like much to see the pendant alive and Professor Smith to look at the diary.

"I don't think I'm late." An old woman panting opened the door and entered, just as the first rays of sunlight shone into the room.

"It's not too late." Live first replied that after seeing the person clearly, Live felt that Professor Smith was really looking for the wrong person, why was it Aunt Cleaning?

But Live forgot, how a cleaning aunt knew about a place like Jesse Bell's nest, only familiar people will know.

"Return to its rightful owner." Professor Smith handed over the small brown leather book he was holding, but Aunt Cleaning shook her head, "I don't keep a diary for a long time, and now I, now I, just Elena, an ordinary hospital cleaning aunt." ”

"But I still feel that the name Mo Liuli is more beautiful." Professor Smith pronounced the three words a little jerky.

"I was really surprised Ada, I thought that you would probably never say these three words for the rest of your life, because it seems that the syllables of these three words are too difficult for you."

"It's like I've taught you how many times to write these three words, and you still can't write them, obviously you are so smart, so good, but the little three Chinese characters make you embarrassed. I thought I would have a lifetime to teach you how to write my name, but it just looks like we're running out of time. ”

"Maybe it's not that late." Professor Smith walked up to Mo Liuli, picked up Mo Liuli's hand, and slowly wrote those three words in the palm of her hand.

After writing the name for half his life, Mo Liuli can remember all the strokes of these three words clearly, and seeing that Smith really wrote his name, Mo Liuli is not happy, but lingering regret.

"You learned where I couldn't see, Smith, I always thought I was close enough to you, but I still missed too many things about you." Mo Liuli's eyes are really like the beautiful glass, faintly with tears flickering, and they are not as beautiful as humans.

"I think I can be with you for the rest of my life, Ruri." Probably the power of love is really great, but after a few times, Professor Smith can already skillfully call out Mo Liuli's name, and gently hold the person who thinks about it day and night in his arms.

"Gladly, my Ada, we will be happy." Mo Liuli accepted Smith's somewhat dirty embrace, and Live thought, he probably understood why Vincent was so unbearable about Cross, and the recording in the necklace was so shabby.

Jesse Bell has never left Cross, probably love can really break through everything, right?

Live felt that his existence was a little redundant, so he slowly withdrew outside, and the two people who had been separated for too long were still hugging.

Live stayed outside knowingly, watching the sun slowly rise out of the sea and illuminate the world, but the blood stains on the beach attracted Live's attention.

Who was hurt? Live hurriedly walked to the place where there were blood stains, these footprints were not big, and the footprints were not deep, it seemed to be left by running, looking at the whereabouts of the footprints, Live thought, he probably knew whose blood it was