Looking at the flock of birds flying by, he opened his lips and whispered, vaguely seeing some of the fierce flamboyance of the past: "I often think, can these you keep really withstand a Han Luochen?" ”

He smiled slightly, "Since the Chenghan clan, everything related to it doesn't make me happy. Since I was a child, I knew that this path was not for me, but I still left, and to this day, it is not satisfactory. But Kiyokawa, it ruined me. I am not happy to bring glory to my family, and I even wonder what glory has to do with me. Qingchuan, I am on this path for you, and I want to help you, although it was a little late at that time. But you're gone, and it's all meaningless. The only convenience it has given me is that I may be able to see you, as I am now. ”

Lan Qingchuan turned his back and almost wanted to cry: "You don't have to be like this, in fact, this kind of road is not suitable for you." Too long, too tiring, too uncomfortable. But I can't and can't, I can only go this way. ”

"I know, I've always known that." His eyes moved slightly, and his birch-brown pupils were naturally warm and liking. His eyes were not bright, they were a little dim.

"Your voice is shaking."

"Because I'm uncomfortable." Lan Qingchuan gasped, his long eyelashes wet.

"Don't be like this, you're still pregnant with a baby." He turned his face away and said hoarsely, "It's all my fault for being too talkative." ”

"I don't want to be stalked, I'm not like that. Like you so far is the best thing I've ever done. Now, I want to hug you, but I can't let go of the girl who ran away from me bravely and stoically. Only this once, and for the last time. ”

"Is that okay?"

Lan Qingchuan turned around, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were tired and pale cyan. She didn't look beautiful at all, she had a big belly, and walked in front of him step by step, standing on tiptoe to hug him.

"I'm sorry." She stared at the bright window and felt some unfamiliar warmth on him.

In this quiet corridor, anyone could walk by, and anyone might see the unusual embrace of Langlaque's wife with a man. Lan Qingchuan still did this, maybe the pregnancy made her emotional, and more because she felt that she owed this big-eyed black-haired man too much, and she felt guilty and difficult to untie the knot. It's not about love, it's just the discomfort and distress of being an old man.

The word "sorry" is too mild, and it is not very appropriate to say it in this case. I'm sorry for what, I'm sorry for his long waiting, I'm sorry for the unspoken dedication, I'm sorry I can't respond to his waiting, I'm sorry I only gave up him for the sake of the family, I'm sorry that he walked with a heavy weight in earnest friendship...... I can't let go of too many things, I can't go to the rivers and lakes with you, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I owe you so much, so long.

She knew that he understood, and his breath was heavy, almost hoarse and choked, and he hugged her tightly, shook his head, and said:

"Nope." No, no, you don't need to apologize, it's your choice and I respect you.

Sunset, thin sun.

Good bye. This time, he said, let me go first.

He let go of his hand, and his back faded away. Lan Qingchuan suddenly remembered the first encounter when she was a teenager, the cherry blossoms were like red clouds, in such a fragrant and gorgeous place, the young man's eyebrows were fresh and beautiful, and from the end of the red clouds, she broke into her world.