One minute is short, fleeting. Lin Yixun opened her eyes and forcefully pried Ouyang Hao’s fingers one by one, retreating from his embrace.
"Ouyang Hao, I no longer have the right to love. As I am now, I can’t give you anything, nor can I give you myself. Forget , start a new life, just treat it as... treat it as I’ve already died, died four years ago."
"Treat you as dead? Haha..." A hint of pain flashed in Ouyang Hao’s eyes, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his lips, "But clearly, you are alive and well. How can I pretend you don’t exist?"
Lin Yixun’s fingers, hidden under her sleeve, slowly tightened, yet her face remained calm and unflustered. She spoke lightly, "This way, neither you nor I will be so painful. Sotis the more persistent people are, the more painful it becos. If that’s the case, why not choose to let go? Ouyang Hao, let go of everything in the past, okay?"
Let go of everything in the past?
Ouyang Hao’s heart was tightly twisted; everything from the past was already deep in his bones, how could he possibly cut it off?
Clearly, he was in excruciating pain. There was even a mont when a wicked thought erged in his mind: to bind Lin Yixun to his side, whether she wanted it or not. He suffered, but he wanted her to suffer with him.
But ultimately, he couldn’t be cruel, because he couldn’t bear to make it hard for Lin Yixun.
Ouyang Hao took a deep breath, remained silent for a long ti before speaking, eyes red, "Do you still love ? I want the truth."
Lin Yixun’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She wanted to say "no," but when she saw Ouyang Hao’s red eyes, she said what was truly in her heart.
She didn’t want to deceive him; he wanted answers! So she gave them.
She looked firmly into Ouyang Hao’s eyes, speaking word by word, "I love you; it hasn’t changed from the beginning to now."
But loving soone doesn’t necessarily an being together. She and Ouyang Hao were in a deadlock, unable to break free.
Sotis, the deeper the love, the more painful it becos.
A hint of sorrow flashed in Ouyang Hao’s eyes, then he suddenly smiled brightly, "Good, good! With your words, I am satisfied. Rest assured, I won’t trouble you anymore. If you don’t want to see , I won’t appear before you again."
He loved her, naturally knowing that every ti he appeared before Lin Yixun, it was a kind of harm to her.
Love and inability to get together, he sympathized deeply. Since they were destined not to be together, perhaps staying far apart, each living well, was the best choice.
Ouyang Hao slowly turned, took one step at a ti out of the garden. A breeze blew past, brushing off the wisteria petals overhead, falling piece by piece onto his shoulders.
Lin Yixun watched his departing figure, her vision gradually blurred. He was still as beautiful as ever, every move tugging at people’s hearts. For a mont, she even had a crazy thought to give up everything and chase after him.
But that crazy thought would never co to fruition. Her legs felt as if they were filled with lead, unable to move a step. She had too many concerns, not sothing that could be discarded just because she wanted to.
They were in love with each other, but their deep love was still shallow in destiny.
...
Mu Chen saw Ouyang Hao sitting expressionless in the passenger seat, knowing he hadn’t succeeded. Actually, before heading to Shengde Hospital, he had already guessed the outco, just didn’t want to see Ouyang Hao’s disappointed expression.
"Hao..." Mu Chen wanted to say sothing to make Ouyang Hao feel better, but he found himself at a loss for words, unable to utter a single comforting sentence.
The atmosphere in the car was oppressive. Ouyang Hao’s mood he could deeply empathize with; the taste of unfulfilled longing was truly damn painful.
Mu Chen pulled a cigarette from his bag, handed it to Ouyang Hao, "Want one?"
Ouyang Hao shook his head, "If one cigarette could relieve endless sorrow, there wouldn’t be so many lovesick n and won in the world."
"I say, brother, why have you gone down the literary route lately? Don’t, you should leave so room for those literary youths!"
Ouyang Hao was amused by Mu Chen’s words, but his smile quickly faded again.
He turned to look at the man beside him, asking, "Chen, do you look down on ?"
"A bit, maybe. If soone took my woman, I’d fight to death to get her back and then kill that bastard who took her!"
"Haha..." Ouyang Hao gave a bitter smile, "It’s not just you who looks down on , even I look down on myself. Where did my ruthless spirit go? If word got out, I’d be laughed at by everyone in the circle. But I ache for her, willing to die in pain than see her sad, unwilling to..."
It’s not that he couldn’t have her, just that he couldn’t bear to be cruel.
...
After Ouyang Hao left, Lin Yixun sat alone in the garden for a long ti until the sky darkened. The air was filled with the scent of wisteria, clearly refreshing yet cutting through her heart.
The mont Ouyang Hao turned to leave, she knew she might never find happiness in her life; soone like her didn’t deserve it.
Lin Yixun stayed downstairs all afternoon. In the VIP ward upstairs, a man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window the whole afternoon.
The man stood silently by the window. Even though he said nothing, Sister Yi could still see from his eyes that his mood was poor.
"Sir, should I go fetch Miss Lin back?"
"No need."
"But, aren’t you afraid..."
"Afraid she’ll run away with Ouyang Hao? Relax, she won’t."
Upon hearing this, Sister Yi’s heart eased. When the sir said she wouldn’t, then she wouldn’t.
"But... it’s late now, Miss Lin hasn’t had dinner yet. She’s pregnant; she can’t go hungry. I’ll go call her up."
The man looked at the wisteria flowers in the garden downstairs, and said in a deep voice, "Give her a bit more ti."
Leng Yixiu knew Lin Yixun too well. When she loved soone, she wouldn’t easily forget.
She didn’t agree to leave with Ouyang Hao not because she didn’t love him, but because she loved him too much.
He thought she needed ti to alleviate her inner pain, to feel a bit better inside.
He didn’t want to press her too hard.
But just how long would it take for her to completely forget Ouyang Hao?
Back then, she loved him for seven years and took four years to forget him. What about Ouyang Hao?
When Lin Yixun returned to the ward, Xiao Yi Xun was already asleep. Sister Yi had urgent matters at ho, so only Leng Yixiu was there beside the bed.
The man rested his chin on his hand, eyes closed in a light slumber. When she entered, he slowly opened his eyes, glanced at her, and quickly moved his gaze away.
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