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Yan Liang

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    Sometimes fate is very tolerant, it gives you what you want, and also what you don't want.

    So you have the opportunity to choose, be merciful or unscrupulous.

    When I left, I didn't have a trace of nostalgia. In this busy city, no one would care about a passer-by. The cold buildings inherent in the airport seem to be decorations for wandering people to make up their minds to leave.

    Never before has such peace of mind been felt, never felt so cold today.

    Xiaoru said before, if you are concerned, no matter where you go, you will eventually come back.  I walked without turning back and without looking back. I thought, I really have nothing to worry about.

    My brother took me to the hospital where he worked, and I went there for an internship.

    Only then did I realize that almost all of the things I learned in college have been forgotten by me in the past few years.

    Every time I mess up, I always go to see my brother, seeing his calm face and the dazzling white coat on his body, my heart will calm down.

    Here I have seen the coming and going of many people, the separation of life and death of many people.

    I never cry.

    My brother appreciates me very much. He said, you are suitable to be a doctor because you are calm enough.

    When I was very young, I would think of heaven. At that time, my father and mother still lived together.

    The heaven in the fantasy has only smiles and happiness, no tears and sorrow.  This kind of thinking is like a person standing on the top of a cloud-shrouded mountain to look at the distant scenery. He can't see anything but the clouds but thinks that there is the other shore.

    In fact, there is no difference between hell and heaven, just like even if you can see the distance clearly, it is just as majestic as the mountains under your feet.

    I have been taking care of the flowers and plants left by my mother, and they grow very luxuriantly. Every time my brother is free, I have to say a few words of emotion.

    The days passed smoothly, as if it would be wiped away with a wave of my hand, but I was satisfied for no reason.

    In the past, I still felt that it wasn¡¯t thrilling and exciting enough even though there was a lot of chaos around me, but now, I fell in love with this kind of life that is as plain as water.

    Brother said, that's because you have grown up.

    My brother's daughter is extremely smart, and I guess I would lose if IQ compares with her.  But Brother Ke is always melancholy and worried about it.  When I asked why, he smiled and said that smart people always lose their happiness and innocence earlier than stupid people.

    I am dumbfounded.  Look back at the child who is accumulating blocks.  Her eyes have the inherent clarity of a child, the purity that can be seen to the end at a glance.  I suddenly couldn't imagine what kind of eyes she would have when she grew up.

    At night, the starry sky is full of chaos. I sat on the balcony and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky. I couldn¡¯t help but think about when we were watching the lights on the beach in Hawaii, she once said softly in my arms, Yan Liang, if I love you  , how good it would be

    Her voice was very soft and soft, drifting into the sea breeze and never returning.

    Just like now, she really no longer returns.

    When grief is too heavy, it becomes numb and calm.  I have long forgotten who said this sentence, but I deeply understand its meaning, because every word of this sentence is the pain engraved in my heart.

    Suddenly a small hand pulled me, I looked down, and saw the child pointing to the night sky cheerfully and said to me, Uncle, look - she looks like she has discovered something amazing.

    I raised my face and saw a shooting star falling from the sky.

    There are always too many miracles in the world of children.

    The shooting star drew a beautiful arc in the dark night.  I suddenly remembered a legend, saying that everyone is a star in the sky. After a person dies, his soul will return to the sky. Those people on the ground who he is worried about watching in the sky will turn into shooting stars until their wishes come to an end.  ,slide.

    Brother suddenly told me that he wanted me to accompany him out for dinner, I smiled and was noncommittal.

    Recently, he and his sister-in-law are always discussing something, even though they are always behind my back, I can guess the general idea.

    I followed my brother into the Chinese restaurant in Chinatown slowly.  The glass door was drawn aside, like a silent and desolate beauty.

    The waiter beside him said in standard American English: welcome

    In this foreign soil, people always lose something.

    With his head down, he followed the footsteps ahead.

    But accidentally, bumped into a person.

    The plate in the girl's hand fell to the ground and scattered all over the place. She just lowered her head and apologized to me, but she didn't know that I didn't have any intention to speak.

    Faintly, I said?It¡¯s okay, I turned sideways and walked over.

    At the dinner table, my sister-in-law and I were chatting with the charming woman next to each other.  The girl has a good tutor, a higher education than me, and a nice person.

    Halfway through the meal, a clean female voice sounded behind me. Due to my mistake just now, the restaurant specially gave the customer a juice set as an apology.

    This is pure Mandarin, and for a while, it seems to be back in Beijing.

    I turned my head and wanted to see the woman's appearance, but the moment I saw that smiling face, I was struck by lightning.

    She stood there with a pure and clean smile on her white face, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, looking straight into your heart, it seemed that in the next second, she would come to you and say, Yan  Liang, what are you doing so stupid?

    There was no trace of autumn water, and under the light, I was blurred by something like fog.

    ? If there is a person called God in this world who has some kind of mysterious power, I think, I already believe¡ª(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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