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    Standing here again, it feels like a lifetime away.

    Xia Xiaoran stood at the door in a daze, the tears that kept pouring out blurred her vision, and scenes of the past came back before her eyes.  They lived on the fifth floor. She didn't like climbing stairs. Every time she went out with Shao Feng, she forced him to carry her up the stairs, and refused to come down when she reached the door. She had to find the key from his pocket to open the door, and then let him carry her back  After entering the house and washing his hands, she instructed him to pick vegetables and chop meat, and she took the spoon, and when he went out, she did the laundry and mopped the floor. The neighbors upstairs and downstairs thought they were newlyweds when they saw them  .

    Husband and wife, why don't they want to?  Just can't.

    She wiped her tears with the back of her hand indiscriminately, turned around and wanted to escape from this place that shut off all her happiness.  After only two steps, she heard a "clang" sound from inside. She didn't know whether it was happiness or what. Without thinking about it, she subconsciously rummaged through her bag to find the key, and opened the door with shaking hands.

    All the lights in the house were on.

    The floor in the middle of the small living room is covered with a flower-painted ethnic carpet hand-woven by Uncle Guan¡¯s wife. Shao Feng sat there cross-legged with his back to her.  Thousands of paper cranes It's a mess, it seems that this slightly cold house has a little bit of popularity.  There was still a slight smell of burning in the air. She glanced sideways at the open kitchen. On the dining table was a plate of fried eggs that were still overcooked.  There was a battle.

    Xia Xiaoran could hardly stand still, walked slowly behind him with staggering steps, bent down and pulled off his overcoat, revealing the white hospital gown inside, and the tears she just put away rolled down his neck disobediently  Finally, he couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, and hugged his waist behind him and cried uncontrollably: "Shao Feng, don't do this, it's my fault, don't do this."

    Shao Feng's body was cold, and it was only after being hugged by her that he felt the warmth again. He also let her hold him, and he was still packing the things on the ground, but his movements were so slow that he seemed unwilling to finish packing. He opened the  A photo album, pointing to a group photo of them when they were in Harbin, and began to ramble: "Looking back now, we are really a pair of fools. Others say that two people should complement each other.  The most suitable, is it because we are all equally stupid, so we are destined not to be together? Today I fried eggs according to the method in the book, but a carton of eggs was broken or burnt, and you, obviously washed the sheets by yourself  You can forget it, it rained a lot yesterday, why don¡¯t you remember to come back and collect it?¡±

    "Shao Feng, Shao Feng" Apart from calling his name, Xia Xiaoran didn't know what else to do. She felt that her internal organs were being burned on fire. Seeing him like this was a hundred times more painful than killing her.

    Shao Feng asked her: "Xiao Ran, do you think we can't be together anymore?"

    Xia Xiaoran didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer. Tears all over his face wet his clothes.

    He smiled helplessly: "Actually, that's fine too. I'm already tired enough to keep guarding you, a confused bastard. It's just enough for me to catch my breath."

    She looked up, but couldn't see his expression.

    He said again: "By the way, I haven't told you yet. I'm leaving. You just came. You can see me off." She was taken aback, and wanted to let go of her hand and move to the front to see his face clearly, but  Being held tightly by his hands, still maintaining the original posture, he murmured: "Maybe in the future I will find a better woman than you, and I will regenerate a bunch of radish heads, and then you will not regret it." He  His tone seemed to be joking, but the trembling finale betrayed his mood.

    She nodded slightly: "Well, I don't regret it." Even if she knew that she would regret it to death one day, she couldn't let him know.

    "My flight at night, can you help me choose a change of clothes? You can't catch a blonde in a hospital gown" He smiled and pushed her to the room, and opened the closet, where his clothes were all folded  They were all neat and tidy, except for the one without her. He didn't seem to care. He looked and looked at it, picked and picked, and finally pointed to one of the khaki casual clothes and said, "Why don't you just use this one? Would you like it?"  good?"

    She looked at his fingers, her body shook, and then she choked her throat and said: "Okay." It was the first gift she gave him, bought with a few scholarships, not as good as he was used to  He came to wear a big brand, but he always looked like something precious, and he was not very willing to wear it.

    He changed clothes in the room, and she went to the living room to pack up the scattered things.

    He opened the door and walked out energetically. Everything was still the same as before. She thoughtfully fixed his collar for him, told him to bring his medicine with him, and be careful when going out.  Seeing that he was thinking about it like a little wife, he suddenly couldn't bear to leave.

    He said: "Ran, can I kiss you one more time?  "There is some caution between the lines.

    With tears streaming down her face, she not only nodded vigorously, but also took the initiative to step forward and lean into his arms.  He leaned down with a smile, and that superficial kiss landed on the corner of her mouth gently, as if completing a ceremony, he smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, the princess was awakened by the kiss, and the prince has completed his mission, and he has succeeded."  Retired."

    Capital Airport, flight at 9:00 p.m., bound for Los Angeles, USA.

    Shao Feng was alone with almost no luggage.

    Xia Xiaoran insisted on seeing him off. She told him that this time, she would watch his back and watch him turn and leave.

    They didn't say a word along the way, until she stood at the boarding gate, watching the crowds of people coming and going or leaving or seeing off, she really realized that he was really going to leave her.

    The announcement to remind you to board the plane sounded.

    He said: "You have to take care."

    She said: "Bon voyage."

    He rubbed her hair with a smile. As before, his eyes were full of doting, but he said goodbye without nostalgia: "Xiao Ran, this time it's really goodbye."

    When his back slowly disappeared at the boarding gate, when the warmth he left by her side gradually dissipated, she looked at her empty left hand, tears finally burst again, her musician no longer belonged to  hers.

    Shao Feng found his seat in the cabin, and not long after he sat down, a slightly neutral female voice said in his ear: "Sir, are you sitting in the wrong seat?"

    Shao Feng looked at it, and found that he had made an own goal, mistook 9 for 8, and said, "I'm so sorry." He apologized to the lady, got up and returned to his seat.  Suddenly I remembered what the doctor said, the residual blood in your brain has already compressed the optic nerve, if this continues, your vision will gradually weaken, and if it is more severe, it may even lead to blindness.

    He smiled self-deprecatingly, he would never see the person he wanted to see again, so what does it matter if he is really blind?  He took off the ring he had been wearing on his left hand, put the one he got back from her on the platinum necklace around his neck, and carefully hid it again.

    Yes, that love, he can only hide it.

    After a long time, Xia Xiaoran received a postcard from Shao Feng from the United States, on which there were only three words written in a little rough: I'm fine.

    He just didn't want her to worry.

    And she hardly dared to inquire about everything about him, she could only believe that he was really good and must be better than her.

    A butterfly may never be able to fly over the sea, but it is beautiful because of the sea; and the reason why love is moving is because of love, which is unforgettable, hard to let go, and hard to leave.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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