In the early morning of April 22, 2009

When the wind in Beijing was the strongest in the early morning, when I pulled my luggage and struggled against the wind to Lin Che's residence in Wangfujing, my whole body was almost blown cold by the cold wind, but the corners of my forehead were sweating out because of the excessive force.

God knows that for the answer in my heart, I immediately booked a return ticket as soon as I got off the plane in Guangxi and flew back - but when I arrived at the door, I began to stand still.

Is he at home now? I suddenly came back so late and knocked on the door of his house, is it not very presumptuous and abrupt?

What's more, I have rejected him more than once, so resolutely and ruthlessly, and now I suddenly run back, will he accept it?

Could he be disgusted by my capriciousness?

I leaned against the door of his house and raised my hand several times to ring the doorbell, but it stopped in mid-air. I smiled self-deprecatingly—I, who claimed to be fearless and fearless, am now afraid, very scared, scared, afraid that I will hear the words of rejection from your mouth......

Here and now, even if you reject me, I have nothing to say, because I have rejected you so ruthlessly so many times before!

Standing quietly in the wind, I couldn't find a reason to convince myself to rush in - what should I say if I rushed in?

But take off your clothes and let me look at your shoulder?

The picture in my hand almost cut my delicate palm. But I didn't feel a trace of pain. My heart trembled violently. I can't tell if it's distress or excitement - this is a photo of the letter that Wang's mother secretly sandwiched into the letter to me. Ordinary. Wang's mother patted me just to tell me how painful it was for him to change his dressing in those days. To save me. What a price he paid!

But these have long since lost their appeal to me. My gaze was fixed on his shoulder—the sharp rocks in the mudslide had scratched his body. But the most peculiar thing was that there was a very strange scar on his shoulder. A scar in the shape of a cloud......

With tears in his eyes, he closed his eyes and traced his fingers to the scarred place in the photograph – the same place. The same shape. It's the same as the day when Brother Seventeen forced me to remember it. Is it possible that there is such a coincidence in the world? Still is. Heaven wants to tell me something. Want to tell me an answer that I've been ignoring all along......

"Xiaoying. How did you end up here. Didn't you go to Guangxi? ”

I went to Guangxi. But I'm back. Here's a secret I have to get to know - a secret that will determine whether I'm going to be in heaven or hell in the future.

"Lin Che. Can I look at your shoulder? "His eyes were as haggard as mine. My eyes were bloodshot to prove that I was gone. He also stayed up all night.

Would he be better off if I told him that I had accompanied him to stand in the wind and had not slept all night, albeit for different reasons?

"Look at my shoulder?" Lin Che suddenly touched my forehead as if he had reacted: "Zhang Xiaoying, is there something wrong with your head?" You actually ran over to blow the wind in the middle of the night, don't you know to ring the doorbell? He leaned on the side of the door and couldn't sleep all night, why don't you knock on the door, knock on the door and he can end the endless heartache and find the courage to breathe again!

"I'm scared, I'm scared!" I never want to admit it, it turns out that it can be so easy to say, and it turns out that there is nothing else after passing my own level: "What if you are unhappy?" You've figured it out, what if you really don't want me anymore as I said? "The important thing is, what if that is really my delusion, and you are not the seventeenth elder brother?

Slowly reaching into his collar and stroking the scar through his shirt - the same touch, even though I couldn't see it both times, the shape was etched in my mind: "How did you get it?" ”

"I don't know! Maybe it was the jump that time, maybe it was scratched by the broken glass in the window when I carried you out. He didn't seem to care about this: "You have a fever, shall we go in first?" ”

Providence, what glass can be so bizarre as to draw the shape of a white cloud - that's my name, Yun, I didn't expect it to be carved from the previous life of the seventeenth elder brother to this life!

"Not good!" I played the scoundrel: "The last time I moved out, I told you I wasn't coming again, and asked me to go in, unless—" I knew it would be like this today, so I didn't say it so badly, but fortunately my seventeen was always so understanding, and would definitely give me a step down.

"Unless what?" The high temperature on my body made Lin Che very uneasy, and it is estimated that he will agree if I want him to learn how to bark as a dog now.

"Unless—" I leaned my head against his chest and clasped him tightly in my hands to prevent him from falling down in the street in fear of my astonishing words, "Unless, you promise to give me a child......"

"Child-child-" Lin Che repeated mechanically, knowing that he only reacted to what I was talking about after speaking, and immediately his face turned red: "Ahem, Xiaoying, are you confused?" We're not married, how can we, how can we-"

"Then get married, what do you think is a good day, I think the weather will be very good today." I want to give you a child, a child that belongs to both of us.

Because of this, I have been missing for three hundred years, and I feel guilty that I couldn't give you a child, but I killed your only biological flesh and blood in Chenxi's belly......

“……”

Poor Lin Che didn't choke to death from his own saliva this time, but he stretched out his hand and twisted it his thigh, and then looked at me blankly

He felt the pain, and his nerves were also stupefied by me.

"Lin Che, don't you want to marry Zhang Xiaoying?" I asked sullenly, burying my head in his chest. "I, Zhang Xiaoying, am willing to marry Lin Che as my wife, regardless of birth, old age, sickness and death, rich and poor, if I violate this oath, the sky will thunder!" Hold him tightly—you've always been there, always by my side, even though I've been so slow, though I've failed you over and over again in my past and this life—

You've always been, never intended to give up on me......

"Xiaoying, are you crying......" wanted to raise my head to see what was wrong with me, but was stubbornly hugged by me: "Xiaoying, I know that Mother Wang seems to have given you something, I saved you voluntarily at that time, you don't need to-"

"Say you're willing to marry me."

"You don't have to force it, I know you already have a better ...... in your heart than mine"

"I love you."

The hand that had been patting me on the head to comfort me froze, and I could feel how hard my words shook the man in front of me.

It should have been said a long time ago, because I am proud, this sentence I love you six years late—wrong, three hundred years late!

I've told you a long time ago that I love you since I first saw you in the rain!

Or perhaps, I love you, destined to meet for the first time in the Imperial Garden—you and I have already distinguished who met first, who fell in love with whom first, and who lost whom......

The only thing that is certain is that I love you, I can't live without you - forgive me, this sentence has made you wait for so many years, and you don't know how many reincarnations you have waited......

"Xiaoying, do you say it again?" Raising my head, he looked intently at my face, "What did you just say, you say it again?" ”

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you...... "I love you, Brother Seventeen; I love you, Lin Che: "I-love-you-"

"I love you too, fool!" It must love me more, much, much more than you, you little fool......

……

Early in the morning on the streets of Wangfujing, Beijing, a little girl with a small schoolbag pulled her mother and asked, "Mom, Mom!" What do you see that uncle and aunt doing? ”

The uncle in the child's mouth was embarrassed to end the kiss on the street when he heard the little girl's question, but was forcibly pulled back by the woman again, and continued a long kiss that made people blush and heartbeat......

The girl's mother looked at the suitcase that seemed to have been forgotten next to them, and it took a long time to find a precise and elegant adjective: "They must have loved each other very much, loved each other for a long time......"

Outside the fan-reincarnation

"Qiyun, allow me to come to life! In the next life, you must not leave me again! The man in white vomited blood, but he still refused to let go of the woman in his hand.

"Okay—" As she spoke, blood dripped down the woman's red-stained clothes, but the man didn't say a word, as if it wasn't his own blood.

"Don't be perfunctory to me, you are always perfunctory to me, always thinking that it is for my good......"

"No, I don't lie to you this time. I've failed you too much in my life, if there is an afterlife - if there is an afterlife, we said, this time let me like you first, you are not allowed to rob me of ......"

"Good"

"In the next life, I must like you first, like you and you don't know ......"

"Hmm!"

"If there is a misunderstanding between us, it must be that you misunderstand me, I have made you suffer too many grievances in this life......"

"Hmm!"

"If there is still separation between us, then let you abandon me, every time you leave me, let me always chase you behind your back......"

"Good!"

"In the next life, you remember, don't be so stupid and good to me, I'd rather you always owe me, just let me taste all the suffering, you just need to be good to yourself, as long as you are good to yourself......"

The woman could not see, and if she did, she would have been heartbroken—for she had not seen it, and every time she spoke, the man carved a mark on his shoulder with a hairpin. Blood stained his open fur red—he carved the woman's name again, and carved a white cloud—

Perhaps, the floating clouds can only be kept in this way......

“……”

"Promise me!"

"Okay."

With excessive blood loss and the onset of old injuries, the man could no longer hold the woman, so he had to lie down on his back and let the woman lie on his body, and the snowflakes fell one after another, falling on the man's body, on the woman who had already cooled, and on the man's tearful face......

"Qiyun!" In the end, he struggled and hugged his beloved wife tightly in his arms: "You actually want me not to love you in the next life, and you actually want me to be good only to myself......"

One last time I tried to warm the cold ten fingers again: "How can I give up ......"

yes, how can I give it up!

If you fall in love with me at first sight, then I will love you too;

If you're in love with me and I don't know, then if I'm in love with you, you won't know;

If I misunderstood you, then you must have misunderstood me even more;

If I want you to keep chasing me, then I must have waited for you there for a long, long time, so long that I don't know how long I've been waiting for you......

It must be so, it must be!

The snow surrounded them like a spirit to witness the oath that would be sealed in the dust for more than three hundred years......

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