I am in a great mood.
I think I can finally let go of the past and embrace a new life.
The car stopped at the intersection, and I opened the door to get out.
I had just taken a few steps when suddenly a large hand grabbed my arm.
I was startled and turned around to see Tan Chengping standing in front of me.
He looked at me, breathing heavily.
I looked at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
He stared at me for a moment, then quietly said, "Luo Lan, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
He looked at me, his cheeks slightly flushed. "I..."
"Uh-huh?"
"I like you."
I was taken aback.
"Luo Lan," he said softly, "I like you."
"I..." I stammered, "I..."
"You don't have to rush to answer me," he smiled. "Take your time to think about it, okay?"
He smiled again and released my hand. "Let's go."
I walked forward with him.
When I crossed the street, I found my palms were sweaty.
My heart was racing rapidly.
I didn't know what was wrong with me.
Do I like Tan Chengping?
I didn't know.
All I knew was that when he said he liked me, I felt very happy.
I was really happy.
In the winter of the second year, Yi Jun heard the news that Jing Muhan's company had gone bankrupt.
At that time, his own company had already gone through several crises and had come back to life.
He was grateful that he hadn't given up.
He sat in his office, gazing out at the snowflakes.
He remembered that last year at this time, he was doing the same thing.
Sitting in the office, smoking while watching the snow.
He thought of Luo Lan.
That girl he had once deeply loved.
If none of this had happened, what would they be like now?
Would they get married?
Would they have children?
They would surely be very happy.
But...
He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
There are no "ifs" in this world.
Everything has become the past and can never return.
Luo Lan has completely left his life and will never come back.
The phone rang.
He pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Ajun!"
"Mm."
"You finally decided to answer the phone!"
"Mm."
"How have you been lately? Can I come over to see you?"
"I am going to Southern City."
"What are you going to Southern City for?"
"To see the snow."
"…"
Yi Jun hung up the phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
He looked at the snowy landscape outside, a hint of bitterness curling at the corners of his mouth.
He wanted to see Luo Lan.
He wanted to see her.
He immediately took out his phone, booked a flight, and drove to the airport.
More than ten hours later, the plane landed at Nancheng International Airport.
Yi Jun dragged his suitcase out and looked up at the sky.
The snow was falling heavily, covering the entire world in white.
His heart calmed down.
He hailed a taxi and gave the address of the hospital.
Forty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the hospital.
Yi Jun got out and dragged his suitcase into the hospital.
He walked to the door of the ward and, through the window, saw Luo Lan sitting on the bed, holding a book and reading.
She had lost weight, and her complexion was much paler.
However, her eyes remained clear and transparent, like black pearls, shining with a captivating luster.
Yi Jun's heart suddenly ached.
He reached out his hand to cover his chest and took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes and silently said, "Luo Lan, I’m here."
He turned around and walked outside the hospital.
He stood in a corner, waiting for Luo Lan and Tan Chengping to appear.
Half an hour later, Luo Lan and Tan Chengping walked out together.
They walked side by side, chatting and laughing.
Yi Jun watched them, a hint of bitterness curling at the corners of his mouth.
They seemed well-matched.
They must be very happy, he thought.
He stood there, watching them until their figures disappeared into the wind and snow.
He turned around, ready to leave.
He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly heard Luo Lan's voice behind him: “Yi Jun?”
He stopped and turned to look at her.
She quickly walked up to him, surprised, and said, “Yi Jun, what are you doing here?”
“I...” he smiled, “I came to see you.”
“See me?” She blinked.
“Yeah, I just wanted to see you,” he replied.
She looked at him with bright eyes and asked, “Then why didn’t you go inside to find me?”
“I was afraid of disturbing your rest.”
She smiled and said, “I’ve been reading.”
“Really?” He looked at her, feeling a pang of sadness. “What book are you reading?”
“A psychology book.”
“Oh.” He smiled again. “Then I’ll head back.”
“Wait!” She called out to him.
He stopped and turned to look at her.
She reached out her hand, holding a paper bag. “This is for you.”
“What?” He looked at her in confusion.
"Little Cookie," she said, "I baked it."
He took the paper bag, pulled out a cookie, and took a bite.
Crispy and sweet.
He smiled, "It's delicious."
"Yeah!" She laughed happily, "Then take your time eating. I have to go now."
"Okay." He nodded gently.
She turned to leave.
He watched her silhouette, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
In his heart, he silently said: Luo Lan, goodbye.
He walked out of the hospital gate and got into the car.
He took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Luo Lan—
【Lanlan, thank you.】
【I will work hard to live on and strive to become better.】
【Lanlan, I hope that when we meet next time, you will have recovered.】
【Lanlan, goodbye.】
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