His scent was just like it was back then, giving her imnse peace of mind.
"Zhiyuan, promise one thing," Shen Di said softly, resting her head on his shoulder.
"What? I won’t agree to anything unreasonable," Wen Zhiyuan replied.
"If one day I can’t be with you anymore, promise you’ll find a kind-hearted girl to walk with you. You must be happy..." Shen Di’s voice was gentle, her eyes full of endless anticipation.
Whether it was eight years ago or now, her greatest wish was for him to be happy.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be happy either.
Wen Zhiyuan’s heart tightened, like being pricked by a needle, it hurt.
"Fool, don’t say that. I want to be with you my whole life," Wen Zhiyuan said.
Even though the truth was cruel, he preferred to blind himself to it.
"Wen Zhiyuan, promise , or I won’t start over with you." Shen Di was serious, she didn’t want to deceive herself.
Wen Zhiyuan lifted her head, pain searing in his chest.
In this life, besides her, how could he be with anyone else...
Then, could he lie to her, just this once...
Wen Zhiyuan nodded, "Then I promise you."
Shen Di believed him, she wrapped her arms around his waist, unwilling to let go for a long ti.
After dinner, Wen Zhiyuan wrapped a cloak around Shen Di and took her to the hospital rooftop to watch the stars.
The stars shone brightly and beautifully, like diamonds set against the black night sky.
The two of them sat side by side, Wen Zhiyuan holding her hand. Sotis they talked honestly, and other tis they just quietly watched the stars.
Ti seed to slip back to the past, only Shen Di’s occasional cough reminded Wen Zhiyuan that their ti together was running out.
"Zhiyuan, Mr. Qin has told you everything, right? I actually feel quite sorry for him. Over the years, he’s taken care of a lot." Shen Di felt guilty.
Wen Zhiyuan and Qin Chen, in the end, she had to let one down.
Wen Zhiyuan shook his head, "He doesn’t think like that, don’t overthink. Qin Chen is a good person. These eight years, I’m also grateful to him."
Shen Di looked at the sky, her eyes clear.
"Adi, I have sothing to give you," Wen Zhiyuan released her hand.
"Hmm? What is it?" Shen Di asked curiously, looking down.
Wen Zhiyuan took out a small glass bottle from his pocket. The clear bottle was clean and simple, filled with colorful candy, red, yellow, blue...
Looking at the glass bottle, a flood of mories rushed to Shen Di.
When she was with him, she disliked the taste of dicine, so he would always make lots and lots of candy for her.
The candy was kept in glass bottles, looking both attractive and tasty.
In these eight years, no one else made candy for her, and sotis she even missed the taste of those candies.
Shen Di reached out to take it, her gaze fixed on the glass bottle.
Removing the cork, she picked out a red candy.
Wen Zhiyuan thought she was going to eat it herself, but to his surprise, she fed the candy to him. Then, she finally took a piece for herself.
She didn’t know how long she could still eat the candies Wen Zhiyuan made, but to taste them once more in this lifeti, she was already content.
The candy was sweet, but as it lted in Wen Zhiyuan’s mouth, what he tasted was endless bitterness.
His throat choked up, and for a mont, Wen Zhiyuan couldn’t utter a single word.
He held her in his arms, wishing ti could stop at this mont, forever.
While they were stargazing on the rooftop, Shen Di suddenly pointed to the sky, "Look, a shooting star!"
Wen Zhiyuan looked up and sure enough, a shooting star streaked across the night sky, followed by a second, then a third...
He hadn’t heard any news about a teor shower tonight, so this surprise was very sudden.
The shooting stars grew, Shen Di closed her eyes and made a wish.
It was as if ti had once again returned to those days, everything seed to remain the sa.
A lifeti, together forever.
After that day, Wen Zhiyuan resigned from his job in China, settling down in Australia to care for Shen Di.
Sotis Qin Chen would visit Shen Di too, still treating her like a friend, telling her jokes, sharing interesting stories.
Wen Zhiyuan would occasionally take Shen Di out for walks, her smile becoming his greatest comfort.
With her, he diligently tried to forget about ti, forget about pain, cherishing every mont they spent together.
Spring goes and spring cos, and sumr flowers bloom again.
The autumn wind swayed the wind chis by the window, and the scent of gardenias filled every mark of ti.
That year, it snowed in lbourne in winter, not heavy, but softly, beautifully.
Shen Di and Wen Zhiyuan sat by the bright window, just like that, nestled in his arms, squinting her eyes, looking out the window.
"Ayuan, the snow is so beautiful, let’s promise to watch it together in our next lifeti, okay..." Shen Di’s voice was weak, her eyes lingered on Wen Zhiyuan’s face.
Her gaze was clear and bright, full of endless hope.
Wen Zhiyuan’s heart ached, his big hand resting on her hair, "Okay...I’ll wait for you, you must rember ."
"Rember, how could I not," Shen Di’s lips curved into a smile.
She had already etched his image into her mind, never to fade through generations.
She rembered when they first t, he seed like a flawless jade, the unmatched gentleman of the world.
Such a person, how could she bear to forget...
Her hand gently caressed his face, her eyes dreamy and hazy.
The palm traced the contours of his face, her hand sowhat cold. Actually, she had no regrets left...
Her long lashes fluttered, slowly she looked at him, a smile on her lips, and gradually closed her eyes...
Outside, the snow continued to fall, swirling and dancing in the sky like catkins caught in spring.
"Adi!"
The bleak and desolate winter, leaving behind Wen Zhiyuan’s last cry of sorrow.
Ti that seed so long, so slow, one day with you was like a lifeti.
Three years later.
A massive outbreak of the Ebola virus in Africa caught global attention, and Wen Zhiyuan, as a volunteer doctor, went to Africa to rescue victims.
Along with him was Qin Chen, fighting side by side day and night on the front lines.
The disaster was severe, leaving them almost no leisure ti.
But whenever they had a break, they would sit in a wide open place, drink one glass after another, drinking in silence.
However, during a surgery, Wen Zhiyuan unfortunately contracted the aggressive and dangerous Ebola virus.
In the final monts of his life, the African sun was scorching and glaring.
Wen Zhiyuan placed a glass bottle in Qin Chen’s hand, under the sunlight, the candies inside were extraordinarily beautiful, like rainbows in the sky.
Qin Chen gripped his hand tightly, knowing that over the years, every so often Wen Zhiyuan would make a bottle of candy with his own hands.
This was probably the last bottle.
Each candy, like a star, full of mories and longing.
Year after year of idyllic days, day after day of tender monts.
The roads to the end of the world never settled, a journey without a light, how could he bear to let her walk alone...
The music fades, longing begins.
One string, one column, yearning for past youth.
(The side story of Wen Zhiyuan & Shen Di ends)
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