The study of Beijing 3 times

The unexpected in the snow 3: the clouds on the other side

The first snow came.

For a long time, Xuan Zhilin spoke a word.

She always stays alone in the gorgeous big room, sitting silently in the rocking chair, looking up at the pure white clouds floating outside the window, her eyes empty.

She heard someone sigh softly beside her. That man has been with her, taking care of everything for her and taking good care of her. But the clear pupil eyes can't reflect the shadow of that person.

She is in her own world, quietly looking up at the clouds outside the window.

So far

The cloud floated to the other side of the sky. Perhaps, it is another world, that place, pure white flowers falling like clouds. ...

Those petals are like white clouds and snowflakes ... in her memory, they keep falling and never stop. ...

At this point, her hands will be folded and slowly placed on her soft abdomen, feeling some kind of warm beating. Empty eyes, there are clear tears rolling silently. ...

Even if her language ability finally recovers, she can speak normally.

but ...

She never felt anyone around her, she was completely immersed in her own world, and in this world, there was a person with crystal clear eyes who told her again and again with a smile:

Xuan Zhi Lin, I will bring you full happiness!

Xuan, I love you Qian Qian!

Xuan Zhi Lin, it doesn't matter even if you lie to me. One day in the future, when you think of me, as long as you remember this sentence carefully, I have never regretted loving you!

At this time, her tears will slowly roll down, and she will cry in her completely closed world, as if the majestic and heroic teenager was standing in front of her.

She said to him-

I'm sorry!

It turns out that the person I am most sorry for in this world is you!

At that time, we were all too young and had our own pride.

At first, I thought what I missed with you was only a short moment, but it took me many years to know that what we missed was a lifetime!

In her closed memory, there was a time when there was snow everywhere. Those pure white and vivid memories were like the country where she grew up, the royal country, where there were Burmese gardenias that bloomed all year round and never faded. ...

However.

Will those words, those past events, those gardenias that have passed through all her memories, float past and come back like clouds in the horizon?

If ... time can go back. ...

Go back to the days she spent on that Pacific island, the days that made her smile, hurt her heart and break her heart. ...

Ping ... back a long time ago, at the first time, she was still a very young girl. In beautiful Wales, she always smiles naively, believing that God is the gospel and that angels will come. ...

Maybe, some things, some people will change ...

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