Lisa lay silently on the sofa, seemingly lost in thought ...
I don't know how long it took, but Lisa, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, was woken up by a phone call, and as she said to herself, "What a day, it's been so noisy ...", she picked up the phone and said loudly, "Hello? "Hello, who is it? What's up at this hour?"
"Is this Lisa? Do you know Richard? We found your contact details on his mobile phone. It says that your sister Lisa was in a car accident and Richard is in a serious condition.
"Car accident, Richard, serious injury?" A sleepy Lisa was startled awake, rushed to her bedroom, grabbed her clothes, put them on, grabbed her wallet and ran to the hospital. After asking the staff on duty, she saw Richard being wheeled into the operating theatre, and Lisa went up to him, looking at him with blood on his face and shouting, "Richard, Richard, what's wrong with you? It's Lisa."
Richard, lying on the emergency bed, heard Lisa's voice and slowly opened his eyes, moved his lips and said in a weak voice, "Bai Yun, I want to see Bai Yun for the last time, Lisa, help me find Bai ...". Lisa took the crumpled note and saw Bai Yun's name, the phone address of a café in Provence and another unfamiliar address written on the top.
As reluctant as Lisa was, there was nothing she could do. When she didn't see Bai Yun at the café, she had to go to the other address on the note.
It was a huge villa, more like a castle than a villa. The walls are made of white marble and the dome is the same shade of white, a dazzling white against the blue sky of Provence, a striking beauty against the blue sky and the blue sea. The gardens are planted with a variety of unknown trees, shrubs and flowers, as well as the usual apple, plum and cherry trees. The most eye-catching is the white magnolia on the edge of the swimming pool. It is about three metres high and each branch is covered with budding and full-blown magnolias. Like mischievous little brains, the fresh flowers peeked out with curious eyes, as if to see what spring in Provence is like.
Bai Yun was sitting alone on a white bench by the swimming pool, holding the guest book used in the exhibition, when Lee, who was swimming, came out of the clear, seemingly pale blue water, put on a towel and quietly came to Bai Yun's side: "What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about? ..."
When Bai Yun heard Lee's voice, he smiled at him and said, "I was reading the message I got from the person who came to the exhibition that day."
Lee said curiously, "What's so nice about the messages? I see you've been looking at them all afternoon."
Bai Yun handed the book to Lee and said, "Read it yourself."
Lee took the book and saw a long poem lying quietly on the open page of the guestbook. Next to the poem, a lavender flower that looked like it had been picked from a field was lying quietly there. The poem reads
I wonder if you remember the time when you and I
Walking side by side in a sea of purple flowers
The wind blew your long hair
You were light as a cloud under your white dress
A wide field
The natural wind
I don't know why
For the first time I realized
The lavender is more beautiful than it is said to be
I wonder if you remember
In the fragrance of the lavender
We took a deep breath together
You smiled and said to me
It was the scent of love
I looked confused
It's not because I can't understand your words
You don't speak bird language
But it makes me think of birds and flowers
In your happy eyes
My heart found a long-lost stirring
From that moment on
My heart belonged to you
From that moment until forever
Fate
Always seems to play tricks on people
When I decided to show my heart to you
I received the news that I had cancer
I couldn't let you waste your youth
I'm a man who's lost his health
I was lost, confused and blaming fate
As I thought about it all
After playing the part of marrying someone else
I realized
My medical report was also a show
A show of fakery
The person I grew up thinking of as my sister
The person who was my sister when I was a child orchestrated all this
Her reason was simple
She thought she loved me
But she doesn't know
My heart
From the moment I first saw you
It started to stir
Every time I meet you
I feel like I'm tasting joy
The ultimate joy
Like wine
Intoxicates me
It makes me addicted
That I can never let go of
My heart, my soul, my spirit
Crazy for you
I'm crazy about you
But
When I've fallen in love with you
Fate
So cruelly separates us
When all the mischief ended like a nightmare
When I thought I could return to you
I found
Everything has changed
Time can't be repeated
I can't blame you
It's only fate that's to blame
Your coldness to me
Your passion for him is fire
All the time you challenge my courage to be near you
I know
Perhaps your heart belongs to someone else
But why is it that even though the answer is so obvious
I'm still not happy
What I can't forget
It's still you
Your dark hair and your eyes
What I can't let go of
The love for you
The longing for you, the longing for you
As I walk in the sea of lavender flowers
I vaguely remember
Of all the things I've done
Love and sweetness
It was the happiest time of my life
Now
The earth kisses my lonely shadow
The wind blows my memory and my sense of smell
I breathe deeply
And smell the scent of love
I know
No matter what has happened
Ever since I first met you
My heart has never left
I've always dreamed of you
I think of you all the time
I'm always hoping for a miracle
I wish for you to come back to me
I wish things could go back to the way they were
Back to those days
We belonged to each other
And the moments when we shared happiness together
I know
No matter how much time flies by
No matter how the world changes
My happiness
Can only exist because of you
My heart
Will always beat only for you
My love
Will always belong to you
Forever and ever
...
After reading the poem, Lee looked at Bai Yun in silence for a while. He noticed that Bai Yun's face was pale and the eyelashes on her big eyes were wet, as if tears had passed through them. He looked at her pityingly and said in a soothing, deep voice, "I think he loves you very much and you have always thought of him, love between two lovers is rare. Everyone seeks true love, but not everyone is so lucky as to find it, but if you don't grab the happiness that is in your hand, you will never be happy again.