Maybe it's because it's too fragile at this time, or maybe it's been too long since I've heard his voice.

After hearing Wei Chi say these words, Cheng Rao's tears fell.

Yu Chi felt the warm liquid dripping on the back of his hand, and then saw Cheng Rao's slightly red eyes.

He raised his hand to wipe her tears, "Don't cry, trust me, I'll be fine." ”

"Thank you." Cheng Rao thanked him very politely.

Not to mention the past, at this time, the two of them can get along peacefully.

Cheng Rao took a long deep breath and took a step back, widening the distance between him and him.

Wei Chi understood what she meant by this action.

He smiled and didn't force her anymore: "Let Yao Yu call me when you need me, and I will show up at any time." ”

Hearing him say this, Cheng Rao's eyes were hot again.

She wanted to grab him by the shoulder and ask him why.

They had all come to this point, why should he be nice to her.

She was so ruthless before, didn't he remember?

But when she thought about it, there was actually no difference between the two of them on this point—

She knew that Xiao Ye was gone, but she still had to guard this city and not let anyone in.

And he, knowing that she was guarding other people's cities, still refused to give up.

They are one type of people. It is precisely because of this that she cries and gets angry.

She was angry that he hit the south wall and didn't look back, and she was even more angry at her paranoia.

However, in either case, she could not think of any solution.

Cheng Rao didn't speak for a long time, and Wei Chi thought she was impatient, so she took the initiative to leave.

"I'll go first, don't be too anxious, my aunt is so kind-hearted, she will definitely be fine."

After saying this, Wei Chi turned around and left.

Cheng Rao turned her head to look at his back, her chest was clogged.

………

Cheng Rao calmed down outside the door for a moment before returning to the ward.

After Cheng Rao came into the ward, Huang Ping observed her expression and asked, "...... is Yu Chi?"

"Mom, drink water." Cheng Rao turned around and poured a glass of water in front of the kettle.

Obviously, she didn't want to bring it up.

Huang Ping saw that she didn't want to mention it, so she didn't say anything more.

**

For the next half a year, Huang Ping basically spent time in the hospital.

Her condition was not very good, and she underwent another round of chemotherapy, and she lost a lot of weight.

Cheng Rao looked at Huang Ping's painful appearance when she was undergoing chemotherapy, and remembered Xiao Ye again.

Cancer, there is no other way than chemotherapy.

No matter how good the experts are, the final plan is like this.

Wei Chi has basically come over every two days in the past six months, although Cheng Rao has no warm attitude towards him, but the two of them will still have basic communication.

At least, she's not as aloof as she used to be.

For Wei Chi, he is already very satisfied with such a result.

After several rounds of chemotherapy, Huang Ping's condition was slightly under control and she was finally able to come out of the hospital to breathe a sigh of relief.

She stayed in the hospital for almost half a year, from February to August.

In mid-August, Huang Ping and Cheng Rao.

Qiao Ruzhang and Qiao Yaoyu went out to play together.

They didn't go far, they just walked around a few cities around Los Angeles.

Huang Ping hadn't come out for a long time and needed some fresh air.

Because of chemotherapy, her hair has fallen out, and she came out wearing a hat.

The family went to a summer resort near Los Angeles, and it was cool in the mountains.

In the afternoon, Cheng Rao and Huang Ping sat in the gazebo together to enjoy the coolness, and Cheng Rao unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Huang Ping.

"Mom, drink water." Huang Ping nodded towards Cheng Rao, took the water bottle and took a sip of water.

She looked sideways at Cheng Rao, and when she saw her soft appearance now, she sighed in her heart.

During the few months she spent at Jingshan Temple, she really changed a lot.

Huang Ping thought that according to this momentum, she should be able to slowly let go of the past and accept Wei Chi.

She still hopes that Cheng Rao can be with Yu Chi in her heart, and Wei Chi is a person worth relying on for life.

After drinking the water, Huang Ping asked Cheng Rao: "Have you been in contact with Wei Chi recently?" ”

Hearing her mention Yu Chi, Cheng Rao's expression stiffened, but she quickly returned to her senses.

"There is no connection." Cheng Rao shook her head.

Huang Ping wanted to say something clichéd, but she was afraid that Cheng Rao would not have the patience to listen, so she simply didn't say anything more.

However, even if she didn't say it, Cheng Rao could guess what she was going to say.

But...... Where did she have the heart to think about these things now?

Cheng Rao moved to Huang Ping's side and grabbed her arm with one hand.

Although Cheng Rao has often done this action recently, Huang Ping was inevitably pleasantly surprised.

Probably because the relationship between their mother and daughter was too bad a few years ago.

Cheng Rao grabbed Huang Ping's arm, leaned her head on her shoulder, and said to her, "I just want you to get better quickly." ”

Huang Ping's eyes were hot, and she raised her hand to hug Cheng Rao, "Yes, I will work hard." ”

After Huang Ping's words came out, Cheng Rao didn't squeak anymore, and the mother and daughter leaned together quietly, and neither spoke first.

**

The trip lasted less than a week.

After returning to Los Angeles, Huang Ping continued to live in the hospital.

Cheng Rao's attention is basically on her.

Since she was a child, she has not been so filial, nor has she gotten along with Huang Ping so frequently.

When she was a child, she and Cheng Xun were very busy, and the time spent with her was basically squeezed out.

Later, Cheng Xun died, and Huang Ping was even busier, sometimes their mother and daughter didn't even see each other for a month.

It's so rare to get along day and night like this.

It was during this period of time that Cheng Rao suddenly realized that being with her family was also a part of her life.

It's a pity that she understood this truth too late.

**

Huang Ping's condition was not under control after all, and she underwent treatment intermittently for a year, but in the end, there was no miracle.

Huang Ping left in April of the following year.

At that time, it was the rainy season in Los Angeles, and it was raining non-stop every day.

Before Huang Ping died, doctors had already reminded their families to prepare them psychologically.

Cheng Rao also knows that cancer is a disease that depends on fate.

Some people can live for a long time, but some people don't last a few years and then leave.

Before Huang Ping left, she talked to Qiao Ruzhang, Cheng Rao and Qiao Yaoyu respectively.

Qiao Ruzhang looked at Huang Ping's painful appearance, her eyes were red, but it was difficult to cry.

At this time, he is the head of the family and cannot collapse.

Qiao Yaoyu usually hangs her child, but when she talks to Huang Ping, she can't stop her tears.

Huang Ping was the last to talk to Cheng Rao.

After Qiao Ruzhang and Qiao Yaoyu withdrew, only Cheng Rao and Huang Ping were left in the ward.

Cheng Rao knelt down on the side of the bed with a "plop", grabbed Huang Ping's arm with both hands, her shoulders trembled, and tears kept falling.

Huang Ping saw Cheng Rao like this, raised her hand and touched her hair.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had done it.

While touching Cheng Rao's hair, she said, "Cheng Rao, it's my mother who is sorry for you." ”

Cheng Rao kept shaking her head, wanting to speak, but her throat was so sore that she couldn't do it, she opened her lips and couldn't say a word.

"I gave you too little care when I was a child, and I didn't know how to get along with you when I grew up...... I'm sorry...... Mom regretted it. ”

Cheng Rao shook her head, not knowing how much effort it took to say the latter words: "I don't blame you, I never blame you." ”

"Live well, Wei Chi is really good...... This life is very long, but in fact, it is very short, you may have to leave when you will have to, don't regret it after you lose it. ”

Huang Ping's voice was already very weak, but she still didn't forget to talk to Cheng Rao about it.

She couldn't say much at once, and she had to pause for dozens of seconds before she could continue.

"Rao, Mom and Dad's greatest wish is that you live well, so that we can rest assured......"

"Mom......"

Cheng Rao cried so much that she couldn't say anything, her brain was starved of oxygen, and her eyes were black.

"Listen to Mom, live well, and don't embarrass yourself anymore, okay?" Huang Ping said, "Mom knows that you love Xiao Ye, but that's all in the past...... He's gone, don't embarrass yourself for the past, and he won't want you like that. ”

Cheng Rao hugged Huang Ping and cried, unable to answer a word.

Later, Huang Ping talked to her a lot, and the meaning she wanted to express was similar.

She used to be the least fond of hearing these words.

But now, she wanted to listen a little longer, a little longer......

It doesn't matter if you listen to it for a lifetime.

However, in the end, she still didn't have the strength to speak.

After Huang Ping lost her breath, Cheng Rao still held her and didn't let go.

After a while, the nurse came over, along with the staff at the morgue.

When they came over, Cheng Rao was still holding Huang Ping.

Seeing this, the nurse walked up and patted Cheng Rao's shoulder and said, "Please cooperate with our work." ”

Cheng Rao closed her eyes, and tears fell on Huang Ping's arm.

Eventually, she let go.

She stood there and watched as the morgue staff carried Huang Ping out of the ward.

She crouched down on the ground, her arms around her knees, her head buried in her knees.

Qiao Yaoyu followed the staff to the morgue.

Qiao Ruzhang returned to the ward and saw Cheng Rao squatting on the ground, Qiao Ruzhang also squatted down and gently patted the back of her head.

"Rao, don't be too upset." After hearing Qiao Ruzhang's voice, Cheng Rao stood up from the ground.

She looked at Qiao Ruzhang and moved her lips, "I'm sorry......"

Qiao Ruzhang sighed: "Don't say you're sorry, you're not sorry for anyone." ”

**

After getting off work in the evening, Wei Chi bought some fruit and went to the hospital.

He usually buys something before he comes, and today is the same.

However, when I came to the ward, it was empty.

Wei Chi had an ominous premonition in his heart, he went out of the ward and pulled a nurse casually: "What about the people in this ward?" ”

"You said VIP4, he passed away at noon today."

“……”

The thing in Wei Chi's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

He didn't have time to pick it up, turned around and ran in the direction of the elevator.

He got into the car as fast as he could, and after getting in the car, he called Qiao Yaoyu.

After the phone was connected, Wei Chi and Qiao Yaoyu asked about the situation and learned the news of Huang Ping's death from Qiao Yaoyu's mouth.

Yu Chi asked, "How is she?" ”

Qiao Yaoyu knew that Yu Chi must be asking Cheng Rao.

He glanced at Cheng Rao's direction and said, "It's very hit." ”

Hearing these four words, Wei Chi clenched his mobile phone.

Cheng Rao had experienced enough before, and he really couldn't imagine that after another blow of life and death, her mental condition would be normal.

"Where are you?" Wei Chi asked.

Qiao Yaoyu said: "At home, but you'd better not come today." ”

"Let her calm down." Qiao Yaoyu said, "My dad and I will look at her, don't worry." ”

Qiao Yaoyu felt that Yu Chi's coming over today would not make any difference, Cheng Rao's mood was fluctuating now, and when she encountered this kind of thing, comfort would be of little use.

Hearing Qiao Yaoyu say this, Wei Chi could only accept it first.

**

Huang Ping's funeral was cremated three days later.

It was still raining.

Cheng Rao was dressed in black clothes and pinned with a filial piety card on her body, standing in the courtyard of the funeral home.

She hadn't cut her hair in almost a year, and it had grown to her shoulders.

Like they did when they first met.

Cheng Rao stood in the rain, without an umbrella, and let the raindrops fall on her.

The sky was dark, and there was silence in the funeral home.

When Wei Chi came, he saw her standing in the rain.

Wei Chi didn't bring an umbrella either, and for so many years, he had never had the habit of holding an umbrella.

Yu Chi took off his coat, walked in front of Cheng Rao, raised it above his head, and shielded her from the rain.

Cheng Rao turned to look at Wei Chi, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Don't get caught in the rain, you'll catch a cold." Wei Chi glanced in the direction of the gate, "Let's go in." ”

"Thank you." Cheng Rao moved her lips, and her voice was a little stiff.

"Cheng Rao, don't be so polite to me." Hearing her thanks, Wei Chi was a little uncomfortable.

Between the two of them, it shouldn't be so strange.

………

Huang Ping's funeral was simple, with only one basic ceremony.

After the cremation, the urn was moved to the Chengbei Cemetery, where a special person was responsible for the burial.

It rained all the time.

Cheng Rao behaved fairly calmly at the funeral, not crying hysterically, just crying silently.

Yu Chi took an umbrella from the funeral home just now, and he stood beside Cheng Rao, holding the umbrella for her.

The umbrella is small, making it difficult to accommodate two people.

He tilted the umbrella toward her as much as he could, his shoulders already wet.

After Huang Ping's ashes were buried, Cheng Rao walked to the tombstone and knelt down and kowtowed four times.

Wei Chi stood beside her, holding an umbrella for her all the time.

After the funeral, Wei Chi finally spoke to Cheng Rao.

"Cry if you want to, I'll help you wipe your tears."

Cheng Rao shook her head lightly and looked up at the sky.

As she looked up, tears dripped from her eyes and flowed all the way to her ears.

She stared at the sky for a while, and then lifted her lips: "It's so dark." ”

"In the recent rainy season, the weather will be sunny after the rainy season." Wei Chi grabbed her shoulder, "I'll send you home, it's cold, don't catch a cold." ”

Cheng Rao rarely didn't refuse, and followed him into the car.

On the way back, Cheng Rao closed her eyes all the way.

The clothes on her body were a little wet, and her bangs were completely wet and stuck to her forehead.

She shouldn't have rested well in the past few days, and her complexion is also very bad.

Wei Chi wanted to talk to her several times, but he couldn't help it.

He's a stupid man, and he can't comfort anyone.

………

Yu Chi sent Cheng Rao back home.

Once inside, he walked to the bathroom on the first floor and brought her a dry towel to wipe her hair.

Cheng Rao didn't move, just sat on the sofa.

Seeing her like this, Yu Chi was still a little worried.

"Cheng Rao, don't think about it, I'll accompany you in the future." Wei Chi said.

After hearing his voice, Cheng Rao raised her head and looked over.

She stared at him for a moment and said, "Thank you." ”

"......" Wei Chi didn't know how to pick it up.

"Also, I'm sorry. I don't think I've ever told you this. Cheng Rao sniffed, "I've thought about it seriously, but I've actually done a lot of mistakes." I shouldn't have provoked you at first, and then you did that to me...... It's all my fault anyway, you deserved a better life. Actually, your grandfather is quite right, I am not worthy of you, you should not like me. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

"There's nothing to be sorry about, everything I do is willing." Wei Chi pressed Cheng Rao's shoulder, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious: "Don't apologize to me, I don't want your apology." ”

"I seem to be a little sleepy, can you let me sleep for a few days?" Cheng Rao said, "I want to get a good night's sleep." ”

"Okay, okay." Wei Chi hurriedly said two "good" words, and then, getting up from the sofa, "Then you have a good rest, I'll come back to you on the weekend." ”

Cheng Rao nodded lightly.

She was in a better mood than Wei Chi had imagined, and he didn't worry too much and left like that.

**

The aunt at home hasn't come over for a few days, and after Wei Chi left, only Cheng Rao was left.

Cheng Rao went upstairs, entered Huang Ping's bedroom, and turned out a lot of family photos from her childhood.

It was in the drawer of her bedside table.

Cheng Rao has always felt that she doesn't love Cheng Lu enough, who would have thought that for so many years, she has been putting the family photos they took before in the drawer.

Cheng Rao sat on the floor, thinking about her attitude towards Huang Ping, feeling guilty and regretful.

What else in this world is worth her nostalgia?

Dad is gone, mom is gone, Xiao Ye is gone, and the child is gone.

So many people are waiting for her, what is the point of her staying here alone?

She thought of Wei Chi, he was originally such a positive and sunny person, but she hurt him and delayed his life.

She couldn't go on like this.

As those people say, Wei Chi deserves better.

He is the sunshine, and he deserves to be in the place of light.

And she...... Can't give him any positive energy. Not at all.

**

The next afternoon, when Wei Chi came over, Qiao Ruzhang and Qiao Yaoyu were there.

The two of them were standing in the living room, and on the sofa was Cheng Rao's body.

After Yu Chi came over, he walked to the sofa and habitually wanted to talk to Cheng Rao.

When his hand touched it, he realized that her body was cold.

Wei Chi's hand trembled.

He put his trembling hands to her nose - not breathing.

Wei Chi stood up abruptly and looked at Qiao Ruzhang and Qiao Yaoyu: "She ......"

"I should have taken medicine, but it's not clear what medicine I took, wait for the autopsy results."

Qiao Ruzhang knew what Yu Chi wanted to ask.

When he answered this question, his voice was full of exhaustion and helplessness.

In the end, such a tragedy has not been escaped.

Wei Chi gritted his teeth and stared at the corpse on the sofa, his eyes sour.

He gritted his teeth, so hard that his cheeks were sore on one side.

"Cousin." Qiao Yaoyu took out a folded letter from his pocket and handed it to him.

"It's written on you."

With scarlet eyes, Wei Chi raised his hand tremblingly and took the letter.

He glanced down at the corpse on the couch, then opened the letter.

[Wei Chi: It's a pity that I said goodbye to you in this way.

Thank you all these years.

When I wrote this letter, it occurred to me that there are so many memories between you and me, but I have never faced them squarely.

I'm selfish, paranoid and cold, you're completely different from me, and you shouldn't be.

You are the tinder, you are the light, and you should not be with someone like me.

I can't let go of the past, I can't bear to lose again and again, and it is a great torture for me to live, so I chose death.

For me, this is the best relief.

I'm sorry I failed you in the end.

But I don't regret it.

Only then will you be able to start over.

You will meet someone who is as warm and sincere as you are, and you will definitely have a good life.

Perhaps, you can bring a bouquet of flowers to see me in the future.

I prefer white lilies with some starry sky.

The first and last time I am writing to you, I wish you a happy future life.

I hope that the name Cheng Rao is just a hurried passer-by in your life.

Goodbye and I wish you happiness. 】

………

After reading this letter, Wei Chi unconsciously burst into tears.

He closed the letter, knelt down in front of the couch, and hugged her with open arms.

I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make any sound in my throat.

"When Xiao Ye died, did you feel the same way?"

After a long time, he finally asked the question in a dumb voice.

However, this question will not be answered after all.

At that moment, he understood her pain.

**

Two funerals in one week.

Cheng Rao's body was finally buried with Huang Ping and Cheng Xun, in the cemetery in the north of the city.

Xiao Ye's tombstone was some distance away from their family of three, but not too far.

And so the dust settled.

**

The weeds in the cemetery grew round after round, and before I knew it, it had been six years since Cheng Rao passed away.

It's the rainy season again.

On weekends, Wei Chi sat on the sofa in the living room.

As he looked out the window at the rain and became distracted, his daughter smiled and pounced on him. "Daddy, Daddy!"

Hearing the little one's voice, Yu Chi came back to his senses and took her into his arms.

Gu Qingtian took a glass of water, walked behind her daughter, and sat next to Wei Chi.

She handed the water cup to Wei Chi and asked him with a smile, "What are you thinking?" It seems like you do it every rainy day. ”

They have been married for almost three years, and Wei Chi is very good to her, but she doesn't know much about Yu Chi's past.

I only know that he often wanders on rainy days.

She wondered why, but didn't really ask.

Today is the first time.

Yu Chi took the water glass, glanced at the daughter in his arms, hooked his lips, and shook his head.

"Nothing." With that, he took a sip of water.

"There's kittens!" As soon as Yu Chi finished drinking water, the little guy in his arms suddenly raised his hand and pointed out the window.

Wei Chi looked over, and there was indeed a little milk cat outside the window.

White, skinny.

Wei Chi's heart seemed to be teased by something, a little painful, a little tight.

Before he could act, Gu Qingtian next to him had already spoken.

She asked Yu Chi, "Let's take the kitten back and raise it, is it okay?" ”

Yu Chi: "Yes, yes. ”

Gu Qingtian hugged Wei Chi and kissed him, happily: "Husband, you are so good, then I'll go and pick it up!" ”

In just two or three minutes, Gu Qingtian brought the little milk cat back.

She put the little milk cat on the sofa, and the little milk cat ran towards Wei Chi, got into his arms, and meowed twice.

"It seems to like you very much~" Gu Qingtian said.

Wei Chi stared at the little milk cat for a long, long time.

It seems to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

(End of 2nd edition finale)