The scarf in the wardrobe was locked forever and would not be taken out again. Song Yaxuan would still look at the wardrobe from time to time, restraining the mentality of wanting to take it out, but he could not help but redden his eyes.
Already 30 years old, Song Yaxuan, who is already a senior in the entertainment industry, will still post an incredible Weibo on the same day every year, like tracing the deceased, and like words about the object of love, no one will know, what is this, about whom.
."Teacher Song, there is still some time to go to the airport, why don't you sleep first."
Song Yaxuan nodded, leaned his head against the car window, and closed his eyes.
Song Yaxuan didn't know how long he had slept, but suddenly he exclaimed in his ear, and the heavy impact made Song Yaxuan completely lose consciousness. In a trance, he seemed to hear a voice that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, calling him Yaxuan.
He only felt that he was deep in the white place before, and the surroundings were empty. Song Yaxuan could even clearly hear the voices of the outside world. There were police cars, ambulances, and... A Nian.
The voice gradually became clear, Song Yaxuan struggled to stand up from the ground, and strode towards the place where the voice came from. It was true, A Nian was calling him.
Suddenly, the soles of his feet were empty, and Song Yaxuan's body continued to fall downward, falling into a deep sleep again.
shinian"Yaxuan... Yaxuan!"
Song Yaxuan woke up suddenly, and he raised his head when he heard Shi Nian's voice. When he saw this face, Song Yaxuan even thought he was dreaming.
Song Yaxuan just realized that he was lying in Shi Nian's arms, holding his body to death and watching Shi Nian slowly raise his hand and gently rub against the face that he didn't know how many times had appeared in his dreams. The real touch made Song Yaxuan feel that this was not a dream.
songyaxuan"You... are back."
Shi Nian lowered her head, smiled at those loving eyes, leaned down and hugged his neck, rubbing her cheek against his ear.
shinian"Yaxuan, you've grown up."
Song Yaxuan's arm wrapped around her waist tightly, as if she would disappear without a trace as soon as she let go. Smelling the familiar smell made Song Yaxuan feel at ease. In an instant, Song Yaxuan seemed to have changed back to the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.
songyaxuan"Is it okay to be together?"
Song Yaxuan held the back of her head, pressed his forehead against her forehead, closed his eyes and spoke softly.
shinian"Yaxuan, you don't belong here."
Song Yaxuan didn't understand what she meant, wrinkled and held her hand calmly.
shinian"You have to continue fulfilling your dreams."
Before he could speak, Song Yaxuan suddenly blocked a lip that he thought about day and night.
Song Yaxuan only felt that he had lost his mind, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
The boy's love lasted for thirteen years. Song Yaxuan looked at her face and smirked. Tears were like pearls with a broken thread, falling constantly. Shi Nian suddenly raised his hand and interlocked his fingers, stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Yaxuan. The tip of the nose.
Song Yaxuan didn't even have time to say goodbye to her, and suddenly a burst of pain in his abdomen pulled him back to that blank space.
."Anesthetic! The patient's anesthetic suddenly failed!"
Song Yaxuan endured the severe pain, and said I love you over and over again in his ear. Song Yaxuan held the iron frame of the operating table tightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
songyaxuan"I love you too."
