Dong Xin Yan went to Los Angeles, a week after she was discharged from the hospital.
During that week, she visited the villa on Huanshan Road and then the villa at Nahai Blue Bay. These two places carried all her mories with Gu Ningyi.
The two starting points of their love.
She thought that there weren’t so many mories between her and Gu Ningyi. After all, two months, three months, added together were just five months, not even worth ntioning compared to her six years with Ziyang.
But when she walked into these two places, she realized, how could it be just five months? Clearly, it had been always... always...
From childhood to adulthood, from the past to the present, he could always find various reasons to linger around her, hovering near her, always by her side.
He was supposed to keep lingering around her, forever, how could... how could he... leave midway?
At the villa on Huanshan Road, she still climbed in over the gate, while at the villa at Nahai Blue Bay, she tentatively entered the door lock password, and it opened imdiately.
The deal between her and him had ended a long, long ti ago, but he had never changed the password.
She walked inside, and everything in the villa remained unchanged, just as it was when she left, making her feel for a mont... as if ti had not moved.
Yet once, this place was rely an urgent cage to escape from, where even breathing felt difficult.
Now... she desperately wished ti could flow backward.
If, if she had known that she loved him so much, she would have treated him well, loved him properly back then.
She went up to the second floor, pushed open the bedroom door, and walked in slowly, but sothing there suddenly nailed her feet to the floor.
On the bed, there lay that coat, both unfamiliar and familiar, along with a bright red long scarf, which was the Christmas gift she mistakenly sent last year.
She still rembered the surprise and joy in his dark eyes when he received the gift.
The gift he liked so much, yet he hadn’t taken it away...
Dong Xin Yan lay alone on the bed that once belonged to them, holding that coat, as if he was still by her side, sinking into deep sleep.
The next day, she folded up the coat and scarf, packed them into her suitcase, and took them along to the United States.
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In the vast sea of people, Dong Xin Yan stood on the bustling street of Los Angeles, confused and unsure of where to go.
Yet her heart was steadfast. She believed, Gu Ningyi must be waiting for her sowhere here, and she would certainly... be able to find him.
In a foreign land, all alone, Dong Xin Yan did not feel afraid or lonely. The only tis she felt fear and loneliness were when she distinctly saw that familiar silhouette in the crowd, but every ti she caught up, it wasn’t him.
Once, she wasn’t afraid, twice, she wasn’t afraid either, but thrice, four tis, five tis... every ti it was the sa, she stood rooted to the spot, unable to help crying on the street corner in a foreign land.
She truly wasn’t afraid of searching, no matter how long it took, she was only afraid... that he really wasn’t waiting for her anymore, that he really had left her behind!
In her search, Dong Xin Yan had lost all sense of ti. She didn’t know how much ti had passed. Perhaps half a month, perhaps a month, or maybe three months. Almost every day, she would open her eyes and energetically go out to search, only to return dispirited, day after day.
Today was the sa, yielding nothing, even repeatedly mistaking several people, almost being taken for a madwoman.
Exhausted and hungry, filled with fatigue, Dong Xin Yan passed by a convenience store, pushed the door open, and walked in intending to buy sothing to eat. As she was selecting, a familiar voice suddenly reached her ears.
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