He liked to sit at the end of the Cherry Blossom road and read. He used to think that it was the most beautiful place in the school.
Every spring, the Cherry blossoms on the cherry blossom trees would bloom. When the wind blew, they were like snowflakes that fell all over the ground.
They carried a faint fragrance and the smell of spring.
He remembered that when he met her, it was just the right time for the cherry blossoms to bloom. It was raining, and the spring breeze was still slightly cool.
The theater was dismissed. After he had settled everything, he planned to leave. Unfortunately, the rain was quite heavy.
The audience had mostly dispersed. When he stood under the eaves of the corridor, he just happened to see the figure of a girl in front of him.
She was wearing a beige shirt and a pair of simple jeans. Her entire person was very generous and pure.
He walked over quickly. "This classmate, is it convenient for you to borrow an umbrella? "
"It's convenient. " She smiled and turned her head.
Her smile was so light, just like the Cherry blossoms that were blown down by the wind and rain. It was so beautiful.
He was slightly stunned, and a moment later, the corners of his lips curved up.
That day, he walked with her under the umbrella, walking through the Cherry Blossom road. He held the umbrella, and she helped him hold the script.
It was also at that time that he learned that her name was Du Anran, and she was also a journalism major.
Later, every night when he was alone, he would think about a question, when did he fall in love with her.
Was it love at first sight that day, or would they get along little by little in the future.
However, no matter which, he knew that when she turned her head and walked side by side with him on the Cherry Blossom road, his heart was beating rapidly.
From then on, he wanted to protect her for the rest of her life, never to see her cry.
Later, he could proudly say that he did it during those years in university.
However, she refused his confession and only called him a friend until she returned home to take over her father's company, and he continued to stay in Germany.
He never thought that the two years of separation would be like that when they met again. It was also raining, but it was pouring.
She was in a sorry state. She was no longer as agile as when they first met, but more heavy, and her eyes were full of fatigue.
He knew that she had fallen in love with a beast dressed in clothes, a beast that used her and threw her into the abyss.
The rain was so heavy that she was drenched. His heart ached for her.
The girl that he pampered in his hands was now suffering such great pain. How could he not feel sorry for her.
Hence, he resolutely protected her and let her come to work at the newspaper company. He let his father come to city a to be the mayor.
However, he had underestimated the man called Xin Zimo. He had been in the business world for many years. Not only was she no match for him, he was also no match for her.
However, something happened that forced him to consider letting go.
He followed her to London and was prepared to give her a surprise. However, he accidentally found out that he had an incurable disease.
He had no choice. In this life, he could no longer protect her. However, in his lifetime, if he could not see her happy, how could he leave with peace of mind... ...
Xie Chenjin was his very good friend. In fact, he could tell that Xie Chenjin was interested in Du Anran.
Then... ... Let him make the decision on his own. On the night of Xie Chenjin's birthday, he pulled Xie Chenjin and said something to him. He hoped that in the future, Xie Chenjin could take care of du Anran as he did ...
Xie Chenjin told him that even without his instructions, he would still treat du Anran very well.
When he heard this answer, he was satisfied. He probably did not have any regrets... ...
However, the development of the matter was becoming more and more not as simple as he imagined. He saw that only when Du Anran and Xin Zimo were together, there would be love in their eyes. She did not have such feelings for anyone.
In fact, he should understand that it was very difficult to forget someone.
Just like him.
He only wanted her to be happy. He hoped that the person who would be with her for the rest of her life would be the one who could give her happiness.
Perhaps it was his wish that touched the heavens. In the end, Xin Zimo was indeed very good to her. It was so good that he could finally leave this world with peace of mind.
Under the torture of illness and medicine, he was no longer able to cling to this mortal world.
He only hoped that he could walk with her once more on the path of Cherry blossoms. There was a stream at the end of the path, and there was the most innocent time.
Fortunately, his wishes were realized one by one.
Not only did he walk with her on the path of Cherry blossoms, but she also accompanied him to watch a play and spent every day with him wholeheartedly.
The milk tea was very delicious, and the sound of the stream was also very pleasant.
He knew that his departure would certainly bring her pain, but it was better to be short-lived than long-lived. Rather than let her constantly run around the country and London worrying about him, it was better to let him finish it himself.
He did not regret it, not at all.
He knew that love was a kind of courage.
That day, he walked side by side with her to the mouth of the Stream, and the water gurgled. The only regret is that it was winter, the Cherry blossoms have not opened, everything is still sleeping.
He said he was thirsty and wanted a cup of milk tea. She was defenseless, as innocent as she had been at school, and she thought he was really just thirsty.
The last thing he said to her was "don't get lost" .
He watched as her figure slowly faded away, and he saw the sky slowly turn gray.
Other Times easy to see when difficult, water fall spring also, heaven on earth.
The sleeping pills had been prepared, he thought, in the quietest and least painful way. He had prepared a lot, and he could finally get rid of all his worries.
The suicide note had been left in the hotel. He hoped that after he left, she would not be sad. He had always been reluctant to let her cry.
But he knew her too well. She would definitely cry.
His gaze stopped at the path filled with cherry trees. Near, there were trees. Far Away, there were still trees.
When spring came, there would be trees and trees of Cherry blossoms here again. When the wind blew, the cherry blossoms would be like snow.
Just like when they first met, the Cherry blossoms would blow all over their heads.
He swallowed the sleeping pills one by one. The one he thought about the most was still her.
The Cherry blossoms were lonely and red all over the sky. The yearning for her was endless.
He remembered that one day, when the wind was fine, he stood by the seaside with a ring and proposed to her.
The red roses were scattered all the way, and colorful balloons floated all over the sky.
Although he had always known that he had only given her warmth, and not the same as love, he did not regret it. Even if it was to stay warm for her whole life, he was willing to do it.
The taste of the sea was salty, and occasionally there would be a astringent smell. Just like love, not everyone could reap the sweetness. There was always someone who left alone in the darkness.
If there was such a person, then he was willing to be himself.
To fulfill it was also an expression of love.
The wind had risen, and the winter wind was still so cold. He slightly hugged his arms, and sleepiness began to slowly sweep over him... ...
In the coming year, the spring wind rose and blew down the cherry blossoms and snow.