On the dark rose-colored desk was a letter from Las Vegas.
Zhan Nanxian opened the letter, read it, and then sat quietly in the chair for a long time.
Until dusk falls.
He stood up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass screen, looking at the night sky of the city where the lights were just coming on. In the huge space, there was only a slender figure as still as a statue. The dark color passed through the translucent glass. The indoor and outdoor seemed to be connected into one world, and he was the only one left in this empty and silent world.
I still can't understand why I had such crazy feelings when I was young.
Was it destined from the moment we met
If I hold it in my mouth, I'm afraid it will melt; if I hold it in my hands, I'm afraid it will break; even if I keep it in my heart all the time, I'm still afraid that my devotion to her will scare her.
Many times it was obvious that she was young and naive, she could not understand his feelings, and she was too willful. However, as long as she pouted and her eyes turned red, his heart would soften beyond words. No matter how big a mistake she made or how outrageous her request was, he would agree to her request, because he could not bear to see her unhappy in the slightest.
He was so scared at that time, afraid that he would die instantly if he was separated from her one day. Who knew that the more worried he was, the more unexpected things happened. He was caught off guard and couldn't accept it. He almost went crazy.
During that time, I felt like I was really dying little by little.
The events that followed, one after another, were like a huge wave that hit without leaving anyone any chance of respite.
For many years, when he recalled the past, he would wonder, if his character was not so strong and his reaction was not so intense, if he did not have such anger and resentment, why could he be so loyal to her but she could not love him a little more, if he did not care so much about her that she could sacrifice everything for her sister, but why could she not trust him enough.
If he had been more patient and calm at the time, would the final outcome have been different
Unfortunately, there is no "if" in this world and there is no turning back, so in the end he had no answer.
He only knew that if her never returning was a punishment for herself and for him, then he would silently bear the responsibility that he should bear.
Seven long years passed.
For seven years, he thought his feelings for her had faded in the endless waiting, he thought he had accepted her fate that she would never come back, but on a lonely night like this one, he stood in the same place, looking down at the dark sky that could be leapt into with just a thought, his overly suppressed emotions finally cracked, it turned out that even time could not defeat some of the thoughts that had penetrated deep into his bones.
It turned out that his desire for her had not changed at all after seven years.
It turned out that in this lonely world where he was the only one left, he was always waiting for her to come back.
At that moment, I just felt strange, why I didn't cry.
Love her? Or hate her
An incomplete heart has been corroded and rusted by the long years.
When the last night of waiting was replaced by day, he finally decided to let himself go.
If her punishment was destined to be indefinite, why should he wait for her endlessly? He decided to get engaged.
Is it a decision to break away from the first half of life, or a subconscious fight to the death