"What is happiness?"

Leng Yue leaned against the window and looked at it, muttering to herself.

The sour feeling hit her like a big wave, and her eyes were hazy.

In the haze, she seemed to see the damp, fire-burning eyes that looked at her at her by the sea in a small fishing village more than a month ago.

"Go and negotiate a divorce with Li Min, I want to have you completely!"

Who? Who wants to have her, and who does she make an agreement with?

Leng Yue sat down in the chair, she tried hard to think and remember, but she couldn't think, she couldn't recall.

Her heart has long since become a blank.

She turned on her phone and continued to look at it, I don't know how many times she called it and it was always turned off, and the mobile phone number with the name of Yuanshan was clearly marked on it.

For a moment, she wondered if what had happened between her and him had really happened? Was it a dream she had! And there was no such thing as Yuanshan in this world.

"But who is the name and number of the distant mountain on the mobile phone?" she asked herself: "Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust?"

Leng Yue didn't understand why she read these words, was it because of an empty heart, or an empty life?

The night was quiet, only the cold rain knocked on the window, and the night wind was very cold, and the shuttle was low.

Perhaps, an emotional animal like her is not suitable for this world at all, and perhaps, she should not have come to this world at all!

She sighed and shook her head.

In his eyes, there was a tear.

She can't be defeated by others, and she can't be defeated by herself! She's not a lovelorn little girl. Brave and strong, conceited and stubborn, it is her thorn, the thorn that protects her fragile heart.

She'll still be living a normal life...... Because the sun rises as usual, the earth turns as usual, and this - not the end of the world!

Normal life?

Yes, it's normal to wake up early, exercise early, go out to work, and come back to write.

But she often did not eat or sleep, stunned, and pondered. and often with tears in his eyes...... Doing the wrong thing all the time...... Break dishes often...... It is common to cut into the hands or burn the hands.

When she was writing, she also tore and wrote, and her thinking was disordered.

She didn't know what had happened to him...... Will we ever see each other again in my lifetime? How should I deal with him when I see him? Pretend to be nothing, or be cold, or simply avoid him...... She didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

As usual, she got up early and came to the scenic spot early.

She has walked many places, walked and walked ...... She felt like a sleepwalker, dazed in her steps and dazed in her heart.

Finally, she stopped.

She found that before she knew it, she had walked to the place where she had kissed him before, and a familiar smell came to her face.

The big locust tree was still lush, but the dark green leaves were greener than before, and what surprised and surprised her even more was that there was a man standing against the tree, a figure she knew with her back. What was strange was that the elegance and neatness of this back seemed to be suddenly gone! On the trousers and the back of the clothes, it seemed that there were some dirt and weeds that had been picked up after sitting casually and leaning on it.

He was pulling out a handkerchief and wiping his eyes with it.

Leng Yue couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that everything in front of her was true, but what she couldn't believe even more was that he was wiping tears or not...... Because the distant mountain in her mind is an iron-clad man, how can he cry alone?

Leng Yue took a few steps and stood behind him.

She looked at him...... Don't dare to move, don't dare to speak, for fear of waking him up, scaring him, and he will disappear.

But soon, her eyes were blurred by tears...... She wanted to use the last method, look up at the sky, and force the tears back into her eyes, but it was useless, because new tears would continue to pour out of her eyes......

She sniffed and raised her hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks.

This voice seemed to alarm the distant mountains, and he suddenly turned around, facing the tearful cold moon, he immediately turned into a statue!

*

These days, Yuanshan has been eating and living in the hospital.

Every day, he is dealing with various specialists in the hospital. In addition, it is to accompany the wife to do a series of treatments.

Surgery, chemotherapy, injections, medicines...... Then he stood at the corner of the stairs and lit a cigarette to fill his eyes with smoke, and then he looked out the window and thought quietly about his thoughts.

He knew that he was also "sick", and, as time went on, his "symptoms" became more and more obvious and more severe.

He was distressed, he was uneasy.

His heart is like being gnawed by many little mice every day, and it is like a fire burning.

He wanted to break everything, and he wanted to tear his chest hard. But the hospital was crowded with people and hurried, and no one paid attention to his distress and anxiety. Because, the people who go there, everyone is full of distress and anxiety. Even the young Weiwei and Wenwen knew that their grandmother was sick, they couldn't be willful anymore, they couldn't mess around anymore, and for a while, they seemed to have become melancholy little adults.

As the head of the family, he has many admirers, but in front of his wife, daughter, son-in-law, and his sister Yuan Li, who rushed back from the United States, how could he show all these "symptoms"? He can only hide his "symptoms" or turn them into smoke and swallow them in his stomach.

Finally, his wife was discharged from the hospital and went home, and finally, his sister returned to the United States, and finally, he could no longer be in the hospital every day.

Due to some kind of inner longing, he almost unconsciously came to the scenic area, to the place where they had kissed before.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, his eyes were moist......

Things are wrong, the vicissitudes of life, and he is not qualified to see his cold moon again. But his heart, his mind has been filled with her...... Her tears, her smile, her paleness, her beauty.

He misses Leng Yue and misses her like crazy.

He wanted to let go of his disguise, wanted to open his heart, wanted to lie in her arms, and let her hold him and cry bitterly...... He also wanted to lean on her and let him talk about it.

In the past month or so, he seems to have lived as long as a lifetime, and he has accumulated countless words and thoughts in his heart.

He sat down under the tree, and he wept.

He had never shed a few tears in his life, and he cried...... But he didn't understand, how could he, who was so powerful, cry?

Is it because you are getting older and your feelings have become fragile?

Or is his career blocked, and his career is boundless? The eldest husband has tears and does not flick, but he has not reached the sad place!

Time to go......

He stood up and looked around, this place, there were traces of him and Leng Yue together. This mark made him obsessed, made his heart ache, and made him afraid.

He was afraid that one day, all this would be gone, so what did he use to pass the rest of the years, what to soothe that aching heart?

He sat and stood for a long time, and thought for a long time, until a strange voice came, until he was surprised to see that he was emaciated and emaciated, like a cold moon that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Looking at the cold moon he missed, suddenly, standing in front of his eyes like this, he couldn't believe that there would be such a situation in life.

Could it be the arrangement of Heaven in the dark?