Chapter 8 Chapter 8

It's still raining. The transparent and slanted rain seems not to be stained with any troubles. The afternoon class is over, and the students in Class C of the second year have basically left. Koizumi stared at the empty seat beside him, staring blankly. The door of the classroom was pushed open with a "bang", holding an orange-red umbrella, and Dong Haoxue, who was a little wet at the corner of her skirt, rushed in, and she shouted happily: "Okay, okay, we can go! A little After eating something, we can go to the concert hall to meet brother Che!" Koizumi turned to look at her, but said nothing.

Only then did Dong Haoxue feel weird, looked around, and asked strangely: "Huh? What about sister Ming, didn't we make an appointment to wait here and set off together?" "She's gone." Koizumi sighed.This Ming Xiaoxi seemed to have forgotten what day it was. As soon as the scarred boy came, she ran away without leaving a word. "Gone?" Dong Haoxue couldn't react, she scratched her hair, "What do you mean my sister is gone? Where did she go? Or did she go to the concert first?" "I don't know." Koizumi sighed again, and after a while, he comforted himself and Dong Haoxue, "Fortunately, Xiaoxi took her dress away, so she probably won't forget the evening concert."

Dong Haoxue opened her mouth wide, stuttering in surprise: "What?! Forget about the concert tonight?!" Ming Xiaoxi vigorously wiped off the rain on his face, and took out the key of the apartment from his bag with his right hand. She hasn't been here for a while, and the key has become a little strange.Inserting the key into the keyhole and turning it bit by bit, she bit her lips tightly, her breathing seemed to have stopped, but her heart was beating too slowly or too fast, which made her dizzy. The apartment door opened quietly. Not a single light, not a breath. It was so cold that it seemed to be suffocating.

Ming Xiaoxi closed her eyes. She pressed her fist against her nose, and the sour tears made her tremble all over. Her legs began to weaken, and she leaned against the door and slowly slid down. There is no one here. Mu Liubing is not here. There is only darkness and memories here. This was the last place she could think of. If he wasn't here, where was he?Is something really wrong?If something really happened, then... Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She clasped her head tightly in her hands and began to cry uncontrollably. She is not the invincible Ming Xiaoxi, she is the most cowardly Ming Xiaoxi in the world.

The wind, mixed with rain, blows into the living room of the apartment. A corner of the dark blue curtain was raised, letting in a ray of light. A pale, graceful and crystal-clear hand pulled the curtain, blocking the light again. The small movement disturbed the weeping Ming Xiaoxi.She raised her head and stared at the hand in surprise, and then, there was that graceful figure in the dark corner. Her widened eyes gradually got used to the darkness, and the figure became clearer and clearer. Tears all over her face made her look so embarrassed, but she rushed over like an angry warrior. She grabbed the man in the darkness and shouted repeatedly: "Why are you here?! Why are you here? Keep silent?! Do you know that everyone thinks you are missing! Everyone is looking for you like crazy! But you are hiding here?! You think it’s funny, don’t you?! Do you know that you are going to scare me to death! I thought……"

"I'm dead?" A cold and mocking voice picked up her words, "I only regret that I don't have such a good life, and I am destined to suffer a lifetime in this world." "Mu Liubing!" Ming Xiaoxi was shocked, and the hands holding his chest froze there. Rain, some drifted in again. He suddenly started to cough, and the cough came and went quickly, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs. Ming Xiaoxi let him go and turned on the light in the living room.She finally saw Mu Liubing clearly, but his appearance surprised her again. Mu Liubing's face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if he was burning the last lamp in his life, and his lips were also strangely bright, as if all the colors in his life were concentrated there. His body is slender but thin, so thin that it hurts.

He suppressed his cough, didn't look at her, and there was a trace of mockery on his lips. Ming Xiaoxi stared at him, frowning tightly: "Are you sick?" Mu Liubing ignored her. She stretched out her hand to touch his forehead: "Do you have a fever?" He flashes her. Her hand dropped from the air, she gritted her teeth, and went to support his shoulder again: "Go, I'll take you to the hospital." He looked at her with ice-cold eyes: "Don't worry about my business." This sentence froze all of Ming Xiaoxi's actions. She stood there, blankly, not knowing what to say or what to do.In front of him, she suddenly felt that no matter what she said or did was wrong, she suddenly felt that she was very funny.

The drizzle drifted in and hit her face, cold to her bone marrow. Here, it used to be her and his apartment, where she and he used to laugh, play, cry, and kiss. Here, there are beautiful memories that she will never forget. However, now he only has hatred and hostility towards her in his eyes. Her fists were clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.She gave up, but, how could this heartache be so unbearable for her! She looked at her fist, and after a while, she raised her head and tried to smile at him: "I am the most nosy Ming Xiaoxi in the world!" In front of the Royal Concert Hall.

Dong Haoxue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth non-stop: "Oh, what the hell is Sister Ming doing! You promised to come early, why haven't you arrived yet!!" Koizumi leaned on the black marble pillar, staring at the rain falling from the sky. "Sister Koizumi, why don't you speak? Are you not in a hurry?" Koizumi glanced at her, and said coolly: "I'm very anxious, very anxious, but it's useless to be anxious...Fool Ming Xiaoxi, when will she really know her own mind?" Dong Haoxue tried her best to listen, but couldn't understand: "What are you talking about? Will elder sister Ming arrive in time?"

Koizumi ignored her and continued to stare at Yu in a daze. Dong Haoxue waited for a long time without reply, and asked the next question: "Do you know where Sister Ming has gone?" Koizumi raised his eyebrows: "There is only one person who can make her run out without even thinking about it." Dong Haoxue was shocked: "You mean—Mu Liubing?!" Koizumi smiled wryly. "Mu Liubing? How can that be?! What about Brother Che?! No! You can't do this! This is too cruel to Brother Che!" Dong Haoxue was so anxious that he almost jumped up, and wanted to rush into the rain, " I'm going to find Sister Ming!"

Koizumi grabbed her: "Where are you looking for it?" "I……" "Forget it, just wait patiently," Koizumi sighed, "Xiaoxue, I suddenly feel that we are all helping Senior Che, so Mu Liubing is a bit too lonely. And..." Dong Haoxue was stunned. Koizumi's voice seemed to come from the rain: "...what is love?" In a small apartment. Ming Xiaoxi sat on the floor of the living room, hugging her knees with her hands, looking up at Mu Liubing who was sitting on the window sill, as silent as rain. "Don't sit there, okay? The rain will fall on you." She frowned helplessly, "Or close the window, you seem to be really sick." Mu Liubing's thin lips, as bright as a red maple, stubbornly pursed his lips, letting the cool rain fall on him. Ming Xiaoxi couldn't bear it anymore, got up to the window, and reached out to close the window, but as soon as her hand touched the glass, he was caught by him, he shook off her hand, and said coldly: "Go away!" His hands were as hot as a soldering iron! He has a fever! Ming Xiaoxi didn't let him get rid of her, but grabbed him instead!Really, Mu Liubing's palm is not as cold as usual, but suspiciously hot! She grabbed him tightly, her eyes full of tension: "how are you? Are you feeling very uncomfortable? Are you having a bad fever? Have you taken any medicine?" Mu Liubing sneered: "I've said it before, it's none of your business." Ming Xiaoxi didn't seem to hear his words, she stared at him, her nerves tensed up! So close, she suddenly saw clearly— Her finger touches his lips in disbelief, and wipes gently── It turned out that his lips were red, but it was because there was blood on them! The blood on the fingertips burst into her whole body like a cry of alarm. "Why is there blood?! Ice!" Ming Xiaoxi's throat trembled with anxiety! "Are you afraid?" There was a weird smile on the blood-stained lips. "Yes, I'm afraid!" With a light cough, a mouthful of blood bloomed on his lips like a flower. Mu Liubing looked at her and smiled coldly: "This is my blood." Ming Xiaoxi was about to collapse: "Bing, what happened to you?! Don't do this!!" Another mouthful of blood spit out and splashed onto his chest, only then did she realize that there were already dried blood stains on his black shirt! Horror enveloped her, and for a moment, she lost all reflexes, and tears rolled down her face. Ming Xiaoxi cried. She cried and asked him: "Are you torturing me? Do you actually hate me so much? Are you taking revenge on me by hurting yourself? Mu Liubing, you are such a cruel person?" Early summer weather. Because of the rain, it was as cold as a severe winter. On Mu Liubing's beautiful and crystal fingertips were her crystal tears. He looked at the tears and chuckled: "So, you still cry for me. Will you still be sad for me? Do you still have me in your heart? Didn't you leave me long ago?" The fresh blood is like flowers in May, angrily blooming on Mu Liubing's beautiful lips. He wiped away the tears at his fingertips with blood-stained lips, and suddenly smiled, as clear and transparent as when she first saw him: "You misunderstood me, Xiaoxi, how could I take revenge on you? It's just a gift from me." Mu Liubing brushed her tear-wet face, smiled and blinked: "The day before yesterday was my birthday, what a coincidence, it's only three days earlier than yours." "ice……" "I know you don't remember, no one remembers that it was my birthday," blood gushed out of his beautiful lips, "but I decided to give myself a birthday present." Mu Liubing looked at this apartment which couldn't be any smaller, satisfied but as if it was the most glorious palace in the world: "I want to come back here again, think about it, I was once happy, even though this happiness was short-lived Like the blink of an eye." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Mu Liubing's mouth and splashed onto Ming Xiaoxi's cheek. He frowned, trying to wipe it off for her. She hugged his somewhat limp body, with tears streaming down her face crazily: "Stop talking, we're going to the hospital now!" Mu Liubing stubbornly wanted to push her away, his eyes were stubborn and bright: "I don't want to leave here, there is no you outside." Thinking about it, he smiled again: "It seems that there is no you here. There is no light, no smell of your food, no voice from you, and you will never come back. I think you have forgotten this place." The dark blue curtains set off against his pale face, and the blood on his lips gave him a heart-piercing beauty. It was getting dark outside the window. But the rain was getting heavier and heavier, being blown obliquely by the wind, and falling on him and her. Mu Liubing stared at Ming Xiaoxi whose eyes were red and swollen, his eyes turned cold, and his voice suddenly became colder than the rain outside the window: "I was wondering if I should hate you." Ming Xiaoxi hated herself. At this moment, why can she only cry, and can't even say a word or a word. "I should hate you, why did you let me fall in love with you, why did you let me taste the taste of happiness, and then leave me. If I have been in the dark, I will feel that life is as cold as death, You use your love to send me to the clouds, and then throw me to hell, Ming Xiaoxi, do you think I should hate you?" She looked at him with teary eyes, and the pain in his eyes tore her apart. Mu Liubing looked at her with hatred: "I hate you, what I hate you the most is that even if you make me hate you, I can't really hate you." These words exhausted all the strength in his body, he seemed to have vomited out the last mouthful of blood in his body, and with a pale face, he fainted in Ming Xiaoxi's arms. The lounge of the Royal Concert Hall. Dong Haoxue smiled sweetly and sent a bouquet of lilies: "Brother Che, I wish you a successful performance!" Feng Jianche took the flowers with a smile and patted her on the head: "Thank you, Xiaoxue." "Well, that..." Dong Haoxue hesitated and glanced at Koizumi beside him, but Koizumi turned his face away and ignored her.She gritted her teeth, and then said to Feng Jianche with a smile all over her face: "There... There are some things... Sister Ming didn't have time to come with us... She... She will be here in a while..." Feng Jianche was slightly taken aback: "Did something happen?" "It's okay! It's okay! It's nothing!" Dong Haoxue hurriedly explained, "It's just a small problem, it's okay!" "That's it." Feng Jianche looked at Ye Yu outside the window. Guangyu Hospital. The atmosphere was oppressive as deathly silent. Ming Xiaoxi sat silently on the bench outside the operating room, with no expression on her face, her soul seemed to have been withdrawn.The embarrassing tears on her cheeks that were blown dry by the wind, and the blood spattered on her chest were shocking and unreal. Guitang stood upright, standing upright by the door of the operating room, gloomily staring at the three words "in operation" on the red light, and the scar on his right face became more and more hideous. Randy couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up and pointed at Ming Xiaoxi's nose: "It's you! You half-hearted woman! It's you who killed Bing!" Ming Xiaoxi slowly raised his head, his voice was as quiet as a fallen leaf: "He's not dead." Randy's brilliant golden curly hair was shaking with anger: "How dare you say that! Ha, what a shameless woman! You abandoned Bing cruelly, you have already killed his heart! Since you left him that day, you know I don’t know what kind of life he lived?! I have never seen a more painful and sad person than him! He tortures himself every day, do you know that?!” Ming Xiaoxi is as quiet as a wood carving, only her eyelashes are blinking slightly. "Ha!" Randy's blue eyes burst into anger, "Of course you don't know! Because you are a heartless woman! What kind of evil methods are you using to hurt Bing? How can you let a person live as if In hell!" Ming Xiaoxi remained silent. Randy was so angry that he rushed up and shook Ming Xiaoxi: "Speak up! Aren't you amazing?! Why are you acting stupid now?! Tell you, if Bing dies, I will definitely kill you!" Ming Xiaoxi suddenly raised his eyelashes, his eyes were as clear as mirrors, and his voice was as quiet as flying flowers: "He, no, yes, die." Startled. Then, Randy sneered: "Do you think you can save Mu with your words? Who else would believe it except you?" "I trust her." A voice as beautiful as the night sounded: "Also, let go of Xiaoxi." "Hitomi?" Seeing the beautiful figure standing in front of him, Randy almost twisted his nose in anger: "You actually speak for outsiders? Do you know who she is?" Tong smiled coldly: "She is Ming Xiaoxi, my friend." Randy's jaw dropped. God, that cool girl who is colder than Bingshuang actually claims to have friends? The door of the operating room opened. The man with light blond hair took off the rubber gloves in his hands, his indifferent eyes swept away, and fell on Randy who was still in astonishment: "It really is you, no matter where you go, you will make people feel uneasy." Randy touched his nose, stuck out his pink tongue and made a face: "Call me again, always scold me, Hughes, can't you be nice to me?" Hughes smiled faintly: "You hide from me like the plague, do I have a chance to show it?" "Oh, let's not talk about this," Randy blushed a little, "tell me, how is the ice situation?" Ghost Hall, Hitomi, Ming Xiaoxi on the bench, and the big men in Lie Yan Hall in the distance all stared at Hughes. Hughes saw the dignified and stubborn Ming Xiaoxi. "Very serious. Heavy stomach bleeding, high fever, doesn't seem to have eaten for two or three days, extremely weak." Ming Xiaoxi met his eyes and stood up. Her legs were a little weak, but she still stood firmly: "You can heal him." Her words were not questions, not begging, but the only choice for him. Hughes raised his eyebrows, and a strange light jumped out of his eyes. Randy grabbed Hughes' arm and threatened him viciously, his left tooth was shining brightly: "Hughes, I warn you, you must give me a whole piece of ice, otherwise, I will let you see you for the rest of your life Not to me!" The concert begins. A ray of light was cast on the top of the stage, like the bright moonlight falling on Feng Jianche's hands. Every note is filled with elegant classical atmosphere, but also exudes incomparable aura. Simple and transparent, crystal clear, like dewdrops under the moonlight, quietly dripping, startling a pool of autumn water. The audience was mesmerized, moved by the music, moved by the music, and moved by the evoked past. The piano is played as beautifully as the night, and the occasional pause is like the blank space in the splashed ink landscape, like a sigh, a sound of shock. Feng Jianche is handsome and charming like a prince in a fairy tale, a white silk ribbon tied with a bow, tied on his right arm, softly undulating with the music, as if facing his beloved wave. The moonlight-like light slid down on the bridge of his nose that was as proud as a distant mountain, and the loneliness was chilly, like snow that couldn't be blown away. There is a smile on the lips. Smiling so silently. Smiling as if he was the only one here, and the girl he had been waiting for didn't come. The red light for "in operation" went out. Ming Xiaoxi saw Mu Liubing pushed out from the operating room. Mu Liubing's face was as pale as a piece of paper, with long black eyelashes covering his eyes.His lips are no longer bright, all the color has been sucked out, and they are a little dry. Ming Xiaoxi walked along with his hospital bed, he couldn't hear any other sounds in his ears, and couldn't see anything else in his eyes.Her world is now dead silent. Can't even feel heartache. Only bone-chilling cold. Randy grabbed Hughes who looked indifferent, and asked eagerly, "How is the operation?" Hughes looked at the surprisingly quiet Ming Xiaoxi, and said lightly, "Very good." "How long before he wakes up?" Randy asked again. "I don't use a lot of anesthesia. After an hour or two, I will wake up again." Randy jumped up happily: "Great! Hughes, you are more humane this time!" Ghost Hall stood in front of him, bowing solemnly and respectfully: "Thank you, Doctor Hughes." Hughes sneered: "Really?" He glanced at the shadow-like cold and erratic pupil in the distance, and said mockingly to Guitang: "If you are really grateful, don't let that woman watch me 24 hours a day." The piano recital "Gift" ended perfectly. The ethereal music, the charming demeanor, the feeling that makes people forget everything and reminds people of everything, that indescribable taste, keeps turning back and forth in the hearts of the audience.The performance of Feng Jianche, a talented pianist, is something they will never forget for the rest of their lives. In the rest room. Dong Haoxue's big deer-like eyes looked at Feng Jianche, and he wanted to cry: "Sister Ming... still hasn't come..." Koizumi glared at her, this little girl doesn't even know how to think. Feng Jianche smiled, and his snow-capped nose wrinkled slightly: "I'm afraid it's because the rain is too heavy, and the road is not easy to walk." "No way!" Dong Haoxue yelled, "Sister Ming will definitely not stop coming because of the heavy rain, she is because... because... because..." Her voice was getting weaker and weaker, looking helplessly. on his toes. Dong Haoxue raised his head, with anger in his eyes: "Brother Che, what happened today is due to sister Ming's mistake! You have done so many things for sister Ming, she doesn't know at all, it's like trying to get rid of Gu Feiying. Engagement, you even promised to..." "Xiaoxue," Feng Jianche interrupted her, patted her on the head, "Everything is my own decision, it has nothing to do with Xiaoxi." "But," Dong Haoxue continued, "You like sister Ming so much, but sister Ming makes you sad, doesn't it make you sad? You are so good, you are the best brother Che in the world, why does sister Ming want……" "Xiaoxue!" Feng Jianche's stern voice scared Dong Haoxue into tears. "Don't you understand what kind of person Xiaoxi is?... Don't hurt Xiaoxi because of my affairs." "Brother Che..." Tears fell down patter, and Dong Haoxue couldn't cry. "promise me." Dong Haoxue sobbed for a long time, finally wiped her red nose, and said in a sobbing voice, "I...promise you." The night is getting deeper and deeper. The rain gradually stopped. There was no sound in the intensive care unit, only the peaceful Mingxiao River and the sleeping Muliubing. She stared at him. His eyelashes are so long, black and dense, slightly curled up, gently covering his eyes.She remembered his eyes, at first they were as clear and transparent as crystals, which made her blush unconsciously and her heart beat; later, it seemed that many things had happened, and the coldness occupied his eyes little by little, and she desperately wanted to warm them He, however, did not succeed, and his chill invaded her heart instead. She left him, she broke her promise, she had promised to be with him forever. She knew that she had hurt him, but she didn't expect to hurt him so badly. She thought that if she left him, she would no longer be sad and miserable.But, why, he still made her feel sad as if she was about to suffocate! ...Mu Liubing spitting out blood... ... Mu Liubing fell in her arms... ...Mu Liubing pushed out from the operating room... Ming Xiaoxi closed her eyes. Why, Mu Liubing always makes her heart hurt like a knife. There is no sound. It was like a wind brushed against her cheek. Ming Xiaoxi suddenly opened his eyes. "Bing, are you awake?" She threw herself in front of Mu Liubing, her eyes were shining brightly, and she couldn't help holding his cold hand. His fingers curled up in her palm, then slowly relaxed, turned around, and held her too. He looked at her quietly, his eyes were like crystals, reflecting her concerned expression. Looking at him, Ming Xiaoxi suddenly didn't know what to say, froze there, froze for a while, then wrinkled his nose and took a deep breath: "Mu Liubing, do you know, I really want to I scold you! If you hadn’t just finished the operation, I might still beat you!” Mu Liubing's lips were pale, like flower petals that had lost blood. "There are some children, once their demands are not met, they will act coquettishly, they will lie on the ground, they will roll on the ground, they will cry, they will tear their clothes, and they will scratch themselves with their nails. Stained with blood, they use various means to hurt themselves, with the purpose of threatening those who love them." A very shallow smile appeared on the beautiful pale lips: "Can they succeed?" Ming Xiaoxi stared at him and sighed: "It always succeeds." "Then, congratulations to them, because they are loved, they can afford to be a threat." There was self-deprecation in the smile. "Mu Liubing!" Ming Xiaoxi's eyes widened, "Do you understand what I'm talking about?! I'm blaming you, how could you hurt your body like this?! You know your stomach is not good, Why don't you take good care of it, you actually tortured yourself until your stomach vomited blood! Stomach vomit blood, isn't that very painful, wouldn't it be so painful that you would die? Why can you still be so calm that it seems that what you vomit is just plain boiled water?!" Mu Liu smiled coldly: "I haven't felt pain for a long time." Ming Xiaoxi was startled. She could no longer speak, and could only stare at him in a daze. after a long time. Ming Xiaoxi bit her lip, forcing herself to face the problem, unable to escape. "What should I do, you'll be fine." Mu Liubing was lying on a snow-white pillow, her eyebrows were surprisingly black, and her eyes were extraordinarily bright. "Are you worried about me?" "yes!" "why?" Why? Ming Xiaoxi thought about this question carefully, her eyebrows frowned, her eyes darkened, she raised her head unconsciously, and saw the moon in the night sky through the gap in the blinds. A bright moon. The moonlight is elegant and bright. Like an elegant and bright young man. The empty Royal Concert Hall. Feng Jianche's slender fingers rested on the white keys, as if he wanted to play, but he didn't know who to play to. The seats under the stage were full, but no one was there. The moonlight shone on him through the large glass windows of the concert hall, casting a long slanting shadow on the ground. He is sitting on the piano bench. His eyes were as lonely as a snow mountain, he didn't look away, just looked at his hands. On the right arm, the white satin bow is still dancing tirelessly. "Because you are my friend." Ming Xiaoxi told Mu Liubing this way. Mu Liubing's face was bathed in the moonlight, with a kind of melancholy beauty, but there was a cold pain in the corner of his eyes. "Are you lying to me, or are you lying to yourself?" Ming Xiaoxi reacted a little slowly, shook his head, and asked slowly: "What did you say?" There was hatred in Mu Liubing's eyes: "Is it such a terrible thing to love me? Why are you always trying to escape." Ming Xiaoxi's voice was even slower, and seemed to be even more incomprehensible: "What did you say?" Mu Liubing glared at her with full hatred: "You love me. You never stopped loving me, even if you ordered yourself not to love me anymore, you still love me!" Ming Xiaoxi stood up in panic, her voice trembling: "What are you talking about? I have already left you." Mu Liu smiled coldly, and there was cruelty in the smile. "Where's your heart?" "My heart?" Ming Xiaoxi covered her heart in a panic, "My heart is myself..." She couldn't go on. Her palm was cold, and there seemed to be something cold inside. She lowered her eyes. In front of the heart, in the palm, is a cross necklace inlaid with broken diamonds. ...Christmas that year... ... Mu Liubing put the necklace on her neck without allowing her to refuse: "Don't take it off, you have to keep it on."... ..."It is the evidence of our love in this life"... ... "We exchanged tokens, and we settled for life." ... She carried it all the time, keeping it attached to her heart. She looks at him. The thin silver chain around his neck, the pendant is a snowflake-like crystal, crystal clear, beautiful and pure. ..."You can stop wearing it...when you don't like me anymore..."... ... "Bad girl, you will really cause me trouble... Doesn't that make me wear it every second from now on? Besides, I will worry about whether it will fall off by itself all day long..."... ...Mu Liubing pinched her nose, smiling more beautifully than the crystal on his chest... The moon is as cool as water. Ming Xiaoxi stood there, in a trance, a little unclear what is the present and what is the past. Mu Liubing held the crystal on her chest and stared at her, her dark eyes gradually faded, revealing a trace of tenderness, the kind of tenderness that would break hearts: "I will let you love me forever." Because, if I lose your love, I will be like an empty shell of my soul in this world, and I will never find a home. The moonlight is gentler than all the moonlights before. Gently shining on Feng Jianche's slender body. Feng Jianche lay quietly on the piano, his face was hidden between his arms, no one could see it. His back curved into an elegant bow. There was an arrow in his heart. The moon is shining brightly. sprinkled on his cool back. He knew that maybe he really should leave, so as not to embarrass her. However, he cannot leave. He saw his own shadow, slanted and long reflected on the ground, as cold as moonlight. The door to the intensive care unit opened. Ming Xiaoxi walked out. Her face seemed to be paler than Mu Liubing who had just finished the operation, her lips were pursed stubbornly, and her eyes shone strangely. Many people from Tong, Guitang, Randy and Lieyantang were outside the door, and when they saw her come out, they were all stunned. Randy jumped up suddenly, staring at her with blue eyes: "Hey, what are you doing out here, how about the ice?" Ming Xiaoxi didn't look at him, but only looked at Tongyan. Hitomi stood aside, a distance away from the crowd, silent like a non-existent shadow.Seeing Ming Xiaoxi, she just frowned slightly, but didn't make a sound. Ming Xiaoxi walked towards the gate of the hospital. All the big men in Lie Yan Hall looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Randy was in a hurry, he caught up with Ming Xiaoxi in two or three steps, and stopped in front of her with open arms: "You can't go! You must stay with Bing!" Ming Xiaoxi raised her palm lightly, and his blocking arm was taken off like noodles, and in astonishment, he was thrown behind her again. Randy was so angry that he fell down and shouted: "Ming Xiaoxi, you are a ruthless, heartless woman! I look down on you! I despise you! I..." Oh, why are his words so poor, he can't even swear will scold. He turned his head and said bitterly: "Ghost Hall, it's all your fault, let that woman be alone with Mu, what will happen..." Hey, where is the ghost hall, where is the ghost hall? A little leader of Lieyantang smiled apologetically: "Master Randy, as soon as Miss Cai Ming came out, Master Guitang went into the ward." Randy pouted. It turned out that he was singing a one-man show alone, which was boring.Hey, by the way, where is the iceberg girl Hitomi, why is it gone? The night is as cool as water. The bright and clear moon bends thinly. Ming Xiaoxi walked out of Guangyu Hospital, suddenly, she didn't know where to go. she stands. Take a breath of the night wind, and feel the clear rain in your heart and lungs.The rain, hasn't it stopped, why is she still feeling cold. "Xiaoxi." Someone called her. Ming Xiaoxi turned around, it was Tong, the girl as beautiful as the night. Hitomi handed her a big white cardboard box. Her eyes were as dark as deep pools: "You forgot this thing in the apartment when you brought the young master here." Ming Xiaoxi took it, and there was blood on the white paper box, which was shocking.She squeezed the cardboard box tightly with her fingers, the dress inside made a slight sound, she smiled stiffly at Hitomi: "I'm sorry, I broke it." Tong looked at her: "As long as you can let go, everything is still in time." Is everything really too late? Ming Xiaoxi didn't take a car, but walked aimlessly on the quiet street with a white cardboard box in his hand. It was very late at night, or rather, it was the early morning of the next day, the street lights were still on, and pedestrians and vehicles became scarce. She knows what she's missing. Sitting on the street steps, she opened the carton. Moon white dress. I don't know if she will be as cute as a princess in it, Ming Xiaoxi thought about it and was dazed. ……That night. Feng Jianche's eyes are soft like this spring night, in the silence, a little bit of starlight jumps out. He quietly stretched out his hand, wanting to hug Ming Xiaoxi who was smiling sweetly, the moment his slender fingers touched her shoulder, they stopped. Ming Xiaoxi rolled her eyes sharply, but caught his warm fingertips, held him with a smile, and leaned against his right side: "Che, tell me, will I look pretty in this dress?" "meeting." "How pretty?" He smiled: "It's more beautiful than the stars in the sky." ... But there are no stars in the night sky. Moreover, she has already missed the night that belonged to yesterday. The stage under the moonlight. in front of the piano. Feng Jianche sat quietly. He knew that he would wait, no matter how long he waited, no matter whether she would come or not, he would always be here waiting for her. Even if she has forgotten him. He will still wait for her. Feng Jianche's eyes are as clear as snow mountains. The white ribbon on the right arm is like a butterfly dancing in the wind. In the silence of the moonlight. Suddenly, a beautiful chord ringtone came from Feng Jianche's cell phone on the piano. The slender fingers were a little nervous. "Hey?……" "..." "Is it Xiaoxi? I ​​know your mobile phone number." His voice was very soft, and it sounded like he was smiling. "Oh," Ming Xiaoxi was slightly taken aback. "How are you?" "Che...I'm sorry...I..." "I'm relieved to hear your voice." Feng Jianche gently interrupted her, paused, and asked her, "Xiaoxi, where are you?" "I……" Empty streets. A car sped away, splashing rainwater accumulated on the ground and hitting Ming Xiaoxi's body. Ming Xiaoxi looked at the concert hall without a trace of light in front, and bit her lower lip: "Is the concert still a success?" "success." She smiled: "Che must play very well, right?" "right." "Che's right hand is really completely healed, as good as before, isn't it?" "It's even better than before." "Is there a god with a good right hand?" "Better than God." Ming Xiaoxi smiled and sighed, with a little satisfaction in the sigh: "That's great, Che has finally turned back into a perfect boy like a god." "Xiaoxi, are you happy?" "...?" "Would you be happy if I went back to being godlike and emotionless?" Feng Jianche's words were as quiet as night. By the piano on a moonlit night. Feng Jianche looked out of the glass window of the concert hall, as if looking at the girl he was waiting for. "Xiaoxi, do you want to hear me play the piano?" Ming Xiaoxi's voice was a little anxious: "Che, are you still in the concert hall at this late hour? Che!" "..." "Where are you?!" "I'm at home. As soon as the concert is over, I'll go back. Don't worry." She relieved: "oh, are you at your parents' house, there is no piano in the apartment." "Yes, I'm there." "Xiaoxi, which song do you like to listen to?" "This...hehe, I don't understand anything." She smiled a little embarrassedly, "Anyway, as long as it's played by Che, it must sound good!" "Okay, then I'll play it for you." Piano music came out melodiously from her mobile phone. The notes beat in the quiet night. Listening, Ming Xiaoxi smiled, but she could understand this piece of music, she hummed softly along with the music: "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, birthday to me~~~day~ ~~Happy, happy birthday to me..." While listening, Ming Xiaoxi walked slowly towards the dark concert hall, she knew that there was no one there, but she still wanted to go and see, she promised to go, although it was already too late. The moonlight poured down like mercury, through the large glass window, and sprinkled on the young man's body. The elegant boy was playing the piano, dancing playfully with a white bow. The doors of the concert hall opened. A girl in a moon-white dress stood at the door with her mouth open, and the phone in her hand was playing the exact same tune as the boy was playing. The girl's skirt was stained with rain, but she was still as lovely as a princess, and her eyes were more beautiful than the brightest stars in the world. The boy tilted his head and chuckled: "You are here." The girl stuttered in surprise: "Che, you..." 最后一个音符消失在风涧澈的指尖，他望着她微笑：“祝你生日快乐，晓溪。” 明晓溪握紧拳头，迎着他的目光，声音有点涩：“可是，我来晚了，音乐会已经结束了，我的生日也已经过去了。” “那就祝你十八岁的第一天快乐，”风涧澈对她说，“天天快乐，永远快乐。” 她想笑：“澈，你的话很老套呢。” “再老套都好，只要能让你开心。” 明晓溪怔怔看他，鼻子有点酸。 风涧澈轻轻笑着，捏捏她的鼻子：“我还有更老套的呢，有礼物要送给你啊。” "Che..." 白色的绸带象一只蝴蝶，翩舞在风涧澈的右臂上，对她招手。 “你说你喜欢礼物有闪亮的包装和漂亮的蝴蝶结，你看，这个蝴蝶结还漂亮吗。” 他温柔地拉起她的手：“它是你的。” 明晓溪仰起脸，星光闪烁在她眼中，那光芒太亮，有些象泪。 他将她的手放在那只蝴蝶结上：“打开你的礼物吧，然后，就把它留在我的身旁，即使你有一天离开了，我也好象仍然同你在一起。” 他微笑得象一缕月光：“那样，我就会感觉很快乐。” 风涧澈握住她的手，轻轻一抽。 洁白的蝴蝶，应声而解，轻飘飘，飞舞成一条纯净的缎带，那一声很轻，似乎有笑，还有挣扎。 这样一个很轻的声音。 让明晓溪的心轰然而崩溃，她的泪水无法克制地涌下：“我知道我很差劲！我是这世界上最差劲的人！可是你这样做，却让我明白原来我比差劲还要差劲！” 月色忽然变得有些慌乱。 明晓溪站在慌乱的月色下，用力擦掉脸上的泪水，仰起头，对他说：“你永远不会问我，为什么我没有赶到音乐会，对不对？好，那让我来告诉你，我没有遇到堵车、我没有忘带雨伞、我没有身体突然不舒服、我更加没有记错音乐会的时间，我没有来是因为……” “你和牧流冰在一起。”风涧澈打断她，“只有他，才能让你忘掉一切。”他的微笑宁静如水：“你看，我没有你想得那么好，我不问你，只是因为我害怕。” that moment. 明晓溪仿佛连动一根手指头的力气都没有了，她的面孔雪白，湿亮的眼珠象沁在雾中，睫毛一眨，新的泪水又落下她有些脏兮兮的脸颊。她深深吸一口气，在泪水中，尝试对他微笑：“你不晓得，我有多讨厌自己。” “我曾经发誓绝不再哭，因为泪水是无能的是懦弱的是于事无补的，所以，我命令自己绝对不能再哭。可是，你看，我没有做到，我还是在哭。” 她努力去微笑，但是笑容没有展开，浑身的寒冷让她将身体站得笔直：“我曾经以为，当我做出一个决定，我就可以把过去完全彻底地抛开，让它不再影响我，不再会伤害我最想珍惜的人。可是，我仍然没有做到，我又一次伤害了你。” 风涧澈静静听着，眉头轻轻打开，唇角绽开微笑，他握住她略微颤抖的肩膀：“晓溪，我知道你心里有我，对吗？” 明晓溪凝视着他，想了很长时间，终于摇头：“不对。” 风涧澈的双手僵住，月光下，他忽然好象变成了一尊冰雕。 明晓溪的眼睛坚定而郑重：“我心里应该只有你。如果做不到心里只有你，那么，我没有资格和你在一起。” 风涧澈的身子渐渐柔和：“我们可以慢慢来，我等你。” 明晓溪摇头苦笑：“不可以。我不能允许自己再伤害你了，你的心是应该被人呵护和珍惜的，你得到的感情应当是确定无疑的。” "Xiaoxi..." 明晓溪没有让他说下去：“澈，我想离开一段日子。” 月亮，温柔地照着那个少年和那个少女。 少年优雅如月。 少女明亮如星。 少女对少年说：“我想，我必须努力学着长大了。” 风涧澈凝视着她，恍若有一生那么久。 “你要离开多久？” “或者一两年，或者三四年。” “会回来吗？” "..." 他笑一笑：“我可以去看你吗？” 她终于下定决心：“我会回来的，我不会让自己象鸵鸟一样，逃避得太久。” "I'm waiting for you." "No……" 风涧澈的语气前所未有的坚决：“我等你。所以，早点回来。” 月夜中。 "and also……" "...?" “我要吻你。” “澈！”明晓溪睁大眼睛。 风涧澈捧住她的脸颊：“只是一个学长的吻。” 那一夜的最后，或者说，那一天的最初。 风涧澈吻了明晓溪。