Chapter 16 Fireworks to watch forever

The sky is cracked, as intricate as my palm lines And your pupils are still beautiful and soft blue velvet The moon is bright, no matter how bright the moon is, it can't shine my sad vicissitudes You are the fireworks worth watching for a lifetime This is my doom I can't resist and i love you this is my desperate love The moon is bright, no matter how bright the moon is, it can't shine the shadow of your palm prints my fate It is spring in Shanghai in March, but my eyes are always suffering from typhoid fever When Beicheng was sitting in the library, he found that the cherry blossoms outside the window were already in full bloom.Beicheng closed his eyes in the clear but still cold sunlight, the fragrance of flowers in the air was strong and erratic, faintly visible, and occasionally punctured people's nerves very clearly.The petals floated in from the window and fell on Bei Cheng's hair, and then disappeared suddenly.Like snow falling on the black earth, it disappeared without a sound.

Before and during this spring, Beicheng was a gentle and uncontested person.He studied Chinese at Fudan University and wrote clean and clear characters.Like the rats in the novel, there is no death or sex in the text. Beicheng's home is in Beijing, at the end of a street full of camphor trees.Like all men in the north, Beicheng has a deep outline left by the north wind whistling past on his face.He is a handsome man.Wear a warm white sweater and loose, soft jeans.blue.Washed slightly whitish.Beicheng doesn't use perfume, but there is always a smell of grass on his body.Beicheng kept a clean and refreshing hairstyle and used a clean white handkerchief.

When Spring saw Beicheng for the first time, he said to him, do you know that there are very few men in this city who use handkerchiefs, and your handkerchief is very clean, with blue and white checks.Same as my sheets. The first time Beicheng met Spring was at a dance in the department.Spring is sitting alone in a dark corner where the light cannot reach.Bei Cheng sat beside her.Spring is drinking a glass of lemonade with ice cubes, and the hair falls naturally from the sides of the face.Shiny and soft.Spring felt that someone was watching her, so she turned her head and stared presumptuously into Beicheng's eyes.She said, you have been looking at me, your face is red.Beicheng lowered his head.He didn't understand why a woman could enter other people's minds so directly and almost presumptuously.He said, sorry.Then the city got up and left.

Can you wait for me?I want to go out too.She smiled at him, showing her perfect white teeth. Then she walked towards the center of the dance floor, stopped beside a long-haired man, whispered a few words in his ear, and then walked out with Bei Cheng. my name is spring.She talked to the city around her, but her eyes were looking at the unknown place in the night ahead. It's a good name.He answered very lightly. Everyone says it's a special name, a fancy name, a weird name, but you just say it's a good name.She smiled at him, her voice spreading like water in the night. My name is Beicheng.Read Chinese.His voice is steady, with a clean magnetism.

Spring said, I am not a student of this school, and I don’t have a fixed job. Sometimes I feel like a person with no sense of belonging. Any city or anyone’s shoulders are wobbly to me. A city in the water that is about to overturn. She looked at the city and said, that man just now was my boyfriend, his name is Nan Yang, and now I live with him.He was my classmate in high school and I loved him for five years. Cheng found that Spring's eyes were blue, very light and clear sapphire blue, like soft velvet.But there was a black tide surging inside.There is no end to the turbulence. So the city looked back.He was afraid of seeing that black pain.So Chunchun smiled softly, don't look into my eyes, there is a lot of typhoid fever inside.

I'm tired, I want to sleep, can you take me home. Cheng lowered his head and thought about it, and then he accompanied Spring out of school.When taking a taxi, he opened the car door for Chunchun, and then carefully opened his wide palm to cover Chunchun's head. Spring's home is at the end of a very narrow alley, and cars cannot drive in.So Cheng got out of the car and walked with Chunchun. Spring in Shanghai this year seems to have come very late, and ice crystals still seem to be suspended in the air.The wind at night is black, warm and cold at the same time.Wearing a loose white long-sleeved T-shirt in spring, holding your arms in the wind.

Are you cold in spring?Sorry, I can't wear the sweater I'm wearing today for you.Beicheng's voice is also very stable in the wind. When a gust of wind breaks through the thick and viscous night, the city always blocks the spring intentionally or unintentionally. City, look, it's snowing.Spring suddenly laughed like a child, and ran from under the eaves to the middle of the road.She stretched out her palm, and then there was gentle whiteness falling in her palm. Seeing Chunchun's bright smile, Cheng suddenly felt very relaxed, so he rubbed Chuntian's hair and said, fool, it's catkins.When I was a child, I had a willow tree in my courtyard in Beijing. In spring, catkins would fly outside my window.So I couldn't concentrate on doing my homework, so I was often scolded by my father.For these little white things.

Looking at the white fluff in his hand, Chunchun suddenly said to Cheng, wondering if they will hurt when I pinch them. Street supermarkets still have bright lights.The cool white light spreads out from the glass exterior wall and flows onto the black asphalt road.Spring said to the city, wait for me. This is the second time she has said this to Cheng. When he came out of the supermarket, Spring was carrying a bag of ice cream. He sat with her on the white wooden chair by the roadside and watched her finish all the ice cream.When I'm happy or sad, I eat lots and lots of ice cream, she said.

So are you happy or sad now? Spring didn't answer, just laughed. I once had an ideal of Haagen-Dazs.I have been trying. Haagen-Dazs ideal?what is that? is a secret ideal.can not say.Spring smiled mischievously, and then glittered on her eyelashes. Cheng handed her handkerchief to Chunchun without saying a word.Because the city doesn't know whether this girl is fragile or extremely strong.Either both, or neither.Like a crystal rose, it is colder and harder than anyone else, but it is easier to break than anyone else. Do you know that there are very few men in this city who use handkerchiefs. Your handkerchief is very clean, with blue and white checks.Same as my sheets.Spring said with a smile.

Sleep well in spring, I'm leaving first.Cheng stood at the gate of Chunchun's house and said with a smile. Give me your address, I'm all right at home all day, I think I can write to you. Spring stretched out its hand in front of the city.Cheng asked, what do you do? Spring said, write on my hands, if they are not wiped off, I will write to you. Big fire in the dream, heavy snow outside the dream The heavy snow gathers all directions Behind the snow-laden blue eyes standing another snow In Shanghai in April, we have been looking up at the same sky, but we have not been able to see each other

The city never saw spring again.As if this was meant to happen.There are no accidents in the city. For the city, spring is like a beautiful illusion in this spring, a delicate and trance melody, a whistling projection, which disappears after a bustling night.There are more and more catkins flying in Shanghai, and the city feels a bit like Beijing.spring is coming. But spring is gone. Cheng is still a good student, being polite to every girl but keeping a distance.Write and call mom regularly.Write clean and soothing words, without sex and death. The sun was shining brightly when I received the letter in the spring.Cheng held up the ice-blue envelope and placed it under the sun, squinting his eyes to see what was inside, like a naughty child.Then he smiled, bright and clear. North City: It's two o'clock at night, and I think you must be asleep. It was raining outside the window, very dense but silent.I couldn't sleep, so I got up and listened to the rain, but I couldn't hear anything.I like the torrential rain that pours down in summer. There is a loud and loud sound of rain, and the soil will be turned up, exuding a strong fragrance of plants.I grew up by the sea in the south when I was a child, and I remember that the sea breeze brought a lot of rain every summer.Many times the sound of the rain outside the window will make me feel like I am on a ship that is about to capsize.I drifted with the owner of the ship.I felt very terrified, just like what Nan Yang said, I was thrown alone at an altitude of 4,000 meters, with no relatives. During this time, I lived a very quiet life. During the day, I planted plants on the balcony, ferns, irises, and a camphor tree that couldn’t be smaller.Listen to Enya's music.Write something you like, and when you can't sleep at night, get up and sit on the floor to drink water.But I know you must be a very regular person.You are a good boy. Nanyang has just installed a telephone here, but all the calls are from him.At first I wondered why no one was looking for me, but then I suddenly remembered that I didn't tell any of my friends the phone number.Or rather, I don't have any friends in Beijing.So it's funny to think about it.When Nan Yang asked me to come to Shanghai, I came alone, followed by a pile of books and CDs.Material things always bring me warmer comfort than human beings. The cherry blossoms outside the window finally fell, and Kazuki was left with a painful blank.The catkins are still floating, but I know it won't be floating for long.Why are white things always easily overturned by the palm of time, always easy to disappear in the shadow of time in an instant?I used to like white, and Nanyang liked the way I smiled in the sun in a white dress.But I have gradually liked the comfort that black brings to me, which is a bit like fighting fire with fire.See who is darker, see who is colder, see who kills who first.I feel like I'm getting scary every day.But in the mirror, I still have a beautiful and young face. I feel like a monster who has aged inside but is still alive on the outside.A woman with the face of twenty-four but the waiting of forty-two. But I don't know what I'm waiting for.It is someone or something. Cheng Cheng followed the phone call left by Spring, and then heard the voice of Spring.Like the melted ice and snow pouring down from the mountain stream in March. Hello, Nan Yang is not here now, can I leave a message for you? In spring, I am the city.Beicheng held the receiver, his voice was steady and clean. In the days to come, the city always calls spring.Cheng stood in the corridor outside the dormitory, standing in the warm and cold spring breeze in Beijing, calling Chunchun.When putting down the microphone, Cheng always felt a very clear numbness coming from the bottom of his feet, so Cheng laughed, looking very happy. Are you hungry in spring?I know you often skip meals. not hungry.Why ask this? Nothing, I'm eating a cookie. Are you cold?I'm a little cold, I wrapped a quilt around my body. Cheng imagined the appearance of talking on the phone wrapped in a quilt in spring, with a naughty smile, and the smell of spring in his hair. Sometimes Cheng would hear Nan Yang's voice on the phone, very loud, as if cursing something, and at such times Spring would always say something about Cheng and me.Then hang up the phone.The beeping of the disconnected phone reminded Cheng of Spring's blue eyes, which she said had typhoid fever. Then Cheng will see a stream of light sadness flowing in front of his eyes and gradually flowing into his chest.Cheng always thinks of Nan Yang's cold and handsome face.His handsomeness is different from his own. Nanyang's heroic spirit is cold and arrogant, domineering and fierce, just like those people in the south.But Beicheng knew that he had always been a gentle person. How is Nanyang treating you in spring?I think you are unhappy.Was he scolding you that day? No, don't guess, I'm very happy. Spring you are lying. I'm tired and I want to sleep. Then there was the sound of the phone disconnecting. Cheng looked at the phone without speaking, for a long time, Cheng said, I hope you are happy in spring. Then he saw the trance-like sadness again, and the smile of spring was fleeting on the water. Looking down and looking up is still that person standing upside down on the rippling water slowly spreading ripples a person who comes and goes Shanghai in May, your smile always comes through the sky on every rainy night During the meal, Nan Yang quarreled with Chun again.During this time, Yang's temper was particularly bad.Chunchun didn't speak, but just looked at him indifferently, watching Nan Yang's unreasonable troubles with a blank face. Don't you look pitiful, I'm sick of it.Nanyang's voice is like ice silk floating in the air, gradually winding and tightening the heart. Spring ignored him, stood up and walked to the balcony alone.Then the tears of spring fell. When I walked through Fudan, I thought of Beicheng in spring.She wanted to go in and see him, but finally turned and left. During this period of time, Chun always thinks of Beicheng, his gentle breath, and the warm palms he once put on his head.Sometimes Cheng's smile would appear in her dream, and Bei Cheng in the dream said to her in spring, I hope you are happy. Nanyang is in a bad mood recently, Spring always accommodates him, as if she is tolerating a child's unreasonable troubles. And Beicheng is still the clean-looking Fudan student.Beicheng moved out of the school and lived in a wooden attic.And Wei began to appear in Beicheng's life.Wei stubbornly tells Beicheng that I love you, but Beicheng is always silent.Beicheng didn't want to hurt Wei, but he didn't want to lie either.Beicheng is a very simple man. Wei, I don't deserve you to do this.Beicheng lowered his head and whispered. Whether it's worth it is my business.Wei smiled brightly. So the city said nothing more.He and Vi kept a friend's distance. Spring and Nan Yang quarreled again.Looking at Nan Yang's eyes in spring, she suddenly felt exhausted. Spring said to Yang, I don't love you anymore. Nan Yang's gaze became terrified for an instant, but then revealed a venomous light.His handsome face showed a cruel ferocity. If you don't love me, get out, get out! Yang smashed the vase on the table towards Chunchun, Chunchun didn't hide, but blocked it weakly with his hands. Then there was the sound of glass shattering.The sweet smell of blood filled the room.Yang suddenly shouted, why don't you run away, why don't you run away? !Then Yang ran over to see the deep scar on Chunchun's arm, and Yang's tears dripped down. Spring pushed him away expressionlessly, and she said, the person who said five years ago that he would take care of me for the rest of my life was gone. Spring left Nanyang's home this evening.When Chunchun was packing up her things, Nan Yang was watching her quietly. Nan Yang had no expression on his face, as if he was watching something indifferent. When Chunchun went out, she didn't look back, the heavy sound of closing the door knocked Nan Yang almost to collapse. In the empty room, Nan Yang finally couldn't help crying, he shouted to the empty room, Spring, you should have left long ago, why are you accompanying people like me. A man's deep cry floated in the night of the city, but Spring couldn't hear it. Bei Cheng ran out immediately after receiving the call, and saw Chun sitting alone on the steps in front of the supermarket. The wound on Chunchun's hand opened again, and blood dripped down drop by drop.Beicheng took out a handkerchief and tied up the wound tightly, his eyes were full of fear. Cheng told Chun later that at that moment he thought she was going to die. Cheng's bed was clean and warm, Chunchun sat on the bed with his legs crossed, Beicheng sat on the floor beside the bed and looked at him. Chunchun said, you bandaged so hard that it hurt me.Cheng looked at Chunchun and said nothing, then held Chunchun's hand and stuck it on his forehead.He said, I told you in spring that you were unhappy, why did you lie to me.Then spring lowered her head, and she whispered that the person who promised me to take care of me for the rest of my life five years ago was gone. That night Chunchun Yaocheng slept next to her.Chunchun rested her head on Beicheng's solid chest, and at that moment Chunchun felt very warm.Throughout the night, Beicheng held the spring firmly.Smelling the vigorous breath of his young man in spring, she thought, Beicheng is really a simple man.Beicheng looked like a child when he was sleeping, so Chunchun kissed him, and Chunchun felt Beicheng's lips were warm and soft. Time passed slowly afterwards, and Chunchun watched her face brighten day by day in the mirror. Beicheng goes to class during the day, and stays at home in spring, washing clothes and cleaning the room for Cheng, and reading novels with music in his free time.Spring feels that she is a happy woman, and she begins to fall in love with this peaceful life. When Beicheng came back at night, he would see the meal that Spring had cooked for him. After the meal, they would go out for a walk on a quiet street.Beicheng held Chunchun's hand, and Chunchun felt very safe at that moment.In the evening, the clouds are always warm orange-yellow, floating over the city in large numbers. Spring said to the city, I always felt that I was wandering, and I thought I would never stop. Beicheng said mischievously, but I did it, so I am a great man. Looking at Beicheng's childlike face in spring, happiness like a tide surged in her heart. Sometimes when Beicheng was writing, Chunchun would tease her mischievously from behind, and when Cheng put down the article in his hand, Chunchun deliberately read the novel again. In the morning, Beicheng would hug Chunchun who was making breakfast from behind, and kiss her ears. When Chunchun turned around, Beicheng would pretend to be cool and walk away. Bei Cheng will play badminton with Chun Chun, even though Chun Chun can never beat him. Beicheng walked through almost all the streets and parks in Shanghai with Chunchun.On the grass in a park, Beicheng wove a grass ring out of dry grass on the ground, then knelt down and imitated the tone of a marriage proposal and said to Spring: Marry me.Then everyone around them smiled happily at them. In Haagen-Dazs, Beicheng quietly watched Spring eating ice cream.Spring did not tell him that his Haagen-Dazs ideal is to eat ice cream with the man he likes one day, and that man sits opposite him and looks at him quietly. Spring feels that time stays between the eyebrows of Beicheng, and happiness slowly ripples. the wind blows my hair Just show me the direction of the wind with your fingers you said we were going to live country behind the north wind your smile is bright cover all my light and light sadness you spread out your warm palms The flow of time covers me so easily And your eyes are the purest blue velvet Shake all the ripples between my papers I will wait for you in Shanghai in June, you promised me to come back When Jie found Chun that day, Chun Chun was listening to the Irish music she had just bought.Jie said, you have to go back and see Nanyang.Spring didn't speak, and said after a while, I don't want to see him again.After speaking, she touched the scar on her arm. You should really go back and see him, if not maybe you will never see him again. What's up with him?Spring suddenly felt tired. You can go and see for yourself.After speaking, Jie left. During dinner at night, Chunchun said to Beicheng, I want to go back and see Nanyang, it seems that something happened to him. Beicheng straightened the chopsticks in his hand, he looked at the spring, he asked, how long will it be?There was some worry in Chunchun's eyes when he saw Beicheng.So she laughed and said, two hours, cheapskate.Then she saw Beicheng's bright smile. When I opened the door, Spring smelled the once familiar smell accurately.It's only been a month, but spring feels as if it's as long as a lifetime.The house was a mess, with beer cans and cigarette butts everywhere.Nanyang is indeed different from Beicheng. Beicheng is a clean man who does not smoke or drink. He writes clean and soothing words without death or sex.Chunchun found that she had only left the city for a while and started to miss him. Pushing open the bedroom door, Chunchun saw Nanyang.He was lying on the ground with a haggard face, loose and wandering eyes, a needle barrel was thrown in his hand, and there were needle marks on his arm.Spring suddenly felt overwhelming fear for a moment. Beicheng waited all night, but Spring did not come back.Beicheng called Nanyang's house, and heard Chunchun tell him that she couldn't come back for the time being.Cheng asked her when she could go home.Spring said she didn't know either.Cheng said, can you tell me what happened?Spring did not speak, there was a rustling sound in the microphone, and then the line was disconnected.Beicheng suddenly felt that everything had returned to the past.It seemed that I had become the boy standing in the corridor of the dormitory on the phone again. Cheng Cheng went out and wandered aimlessly on the street, saw the street that Chun walked through, saw the supermarket where Chun bought milk and clean vegetables, saw the lawn where they lay, and saw the young Chun laughing in front of him.So Beicheng felt very sad.He thought maybe spring was cooking for Nanyang now.Then Beicheng suddenly realized that he didn't have dinner.My stomach hurts, but it's empty. Spring could never imagine how Yang could take drugs.Spring asked him how long it had been since he started, and he said from when I became bad-tempered towards you.Spring said, why do you treat me so badly?Nan Yang said, because I don't think I have any reason to ask you to stay by my side anymore. I said I would take care of you, but I can't.Then Chunchun saw Nan Yang's tears falling, and he cried like a child.Spring's heart was suddenly filled with soft pain.She felt that Nan Yang was actually a wounded child. Beicheng began to receive letters from Spring again.In the letter, Chunchun always told Cheng that she could not come back for the time being, and told him to take care of himself. In fact, Chunchun knows that Beicheng is a person who does not need to be taken care of, and he always lives his life in a very orderly, bright and clean way. Spring always calls Beicheng while watching what Nanyang is doing.Spring feels that she is a little nervous, and if Nanyang spends a long time in the bathroom, Spring will also worry.Sometimes when Nanyang had an attack, Chunchun let him hold her hand, Nanyang's eyes showed pain, distress and great despair. Nanyang is getting better day by day, spring is very comforting.Seeing Nanyang gradually recovering to a calm state in spring, she felt very at ease.In spring, I will take a walk with Nan Yang, and Nan Yang said to her, I feel like it was five years ago.Spring bowed his head and did not speak. Spring always dreams about Beicheng, dreaming that he looks at him with calm and steady eyes.When I wake up in spring, I always miss Beicheng repeatedly.Miss the breath of youth on his chest. That spring came back from the supermarket, opened the door, Manlian smiled and said to Nanyang that she made dumplings for him to eat at night.But Chunchun's face became dim in an instant, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground.The desperation floating out of Nanyang's lax eyes is like cold lake water flooding every inch of his skin in spring.Nanyang's eyes gradually dimmed, and he said to Chunchun: I am going to die in spring. Chunchun suddenly realized that he might lose Nanyang forever, so Chunchun rushed over to hug him, crying loudly, no, you promised me to live a good life, get up, Yang, Yang! Nan Yang's voice was very weak, he said, you will leave when I get better, I don't want to live without you. Nan Yang's last smile became extraordinarily warm. Spring is speechless.She watched Nan Yang, whom she had loved for five years, become weaker and weaker in her arms. Nan Yang said, in spring, you can see the sky outside is so beautiful, with brilliant colors. The tears of spring fell in big and big drops. After packing up all the things in spring, he handed over the key of the room to the landlord.The house is completely empty.Thinking when spring leaves.Nan Yang left this world so completely, maybe he let him destroy it. Beicheng lives quietly by himself, except that Wei sometimes comes to clean up the house for him.Cheng always walks alone through the brightly lit streets of Shanghai many nights, and Cheng always suddenly thinks of spring. I stand in the silence of the plane tree waiting for you Occasionally look up to see the lights rippling in the deep night sky The night disperses and closes again I miss your face looking up and down July in Shanghai I think I'm saying goodbye to the faith in my life Spring went to Beicheng with all her luggage, and she wanted to tell Beicheng that she had been missing him.She wanted to tell him that they were going to live together for the rest of their lives. Fudan University in July was rippling with bright sunshine, and Wei told Beicheng that she was going to France.Wei's tears looked crystal clear in the sunlight.Wei said, Cheng, can you hug me when I am leaving.Beicheng lowered his head, then stretched out his arms. When Beicheng turned his head, he saw Chunchun's smiling face.Spring still laughs.Beicheng stood there without explaining. He asked, Spring, are you leaving with your luggage? Spring said yes, I want to leave, and Nan Yang and I returned to the south where we lived. Beicheng said, then I wish you happiness.If you want to come back, I will always wait for you. Then Cheng took off the platinum ring that he had worn around his neck for five years.He said to Spring, this silver ring represents my waiting for you, as long as the silver ring does not turn black, it means that I have been waiting for you.Only Beicheng knew that this platinum ring would never turn black. Spring left with her luggage, and when she turned around, Chun felt that she was saying goodbye to the belief in her life.She always thought that Beicheng could take care of her for the rest of her life, but she found that all the tenderness was just an extraordinarily prosperous Plato.When she left, she didn't tell Beicheng that she had his child.She thought that this child would have all the advantages of Beicheng, handsome face, gentle personality, youthful breath, and bright eyes.She thought this was the city's last gift to her. The back of spring finally disappeared from Beicheng's sight. Beicheng squatted down and cried. It was the first time he cried after growing up. The temperature of his tears exceeded all memories. After that, the city began to live alone again.He always regretted that he didn't keep the spring, why did he have to give the spring to Nanyang?He hated himself for being cowardly.But Spring did not contact him again.He could only know that she lived in Nanjing from the postcard that didn't contain a word sent by Spring.That warm and peaceful city. Beicheng still writes, writing about his yearning for spring.When he walked through the Bund, he always remembered that when he watched the fireworks on the Bund that day, he told Chun that he would take care of her for the rest of his life.But now? When he walked through the grass in the park, he would also think of the tone of his simulated marriage proposal to a beautiful girl here. But everything can't go back, time is ruthlessly rippling away, where is the person in that gaze? It's not far from autumn I like to ask the sky and the sea Ask the deep night shadow in front of the season gate When all the frozen thoughts start to set off Missing keeps printing page by page we meet again in the distant morning where once stood next to a tree Nanjing in August How many times do you have to fall in love before you become discouraged, how many nights you spend before you experience darkness, or in other words, how long does it take to live to be considered a lifetime I live quietly in Nanjing, waiting for the birth of the child in Beicheng.I feel fuller than I've ever felt.I waited with all my heart for this life to come. Sometimes I miss Beicheng and his breath.So I looked at the silver ring he gave me, always glad it hadn't been oxidized and blackened by the air. Beicheng, I miss you in Nanjing.But you never know.How are you and that girl?Maybe she is milder and you are more suitable. I write like water With the most beautiful ripples in a pool Draw your depth and clarity Bronze standing in the wind and rain in the starry night You carry the sun and the moon for me on the shoulders of a young adult Happiness flows in my veins in rainy and rainy seasons Shanghai in February, I need to wait half my life, or squander the other half Half a year has passed, and Beicheng still misses spring.There was a lot of snow in Shanghai this year, which reminded him of the catkins when he saw the catkins for the first time.Beicheng has always forgotten to ask Chun what her Haagen-Dazs ideal is, and he feels that he owes Chun a lot.Wei came back from France, she is his girlfriend now, they are going to get married soon.Bei Cheng always wondered if such a peaceful marriage would be a kind of happiness, maybe it was for a gentle person like him.Vi always told him she liked his peace and kindness.But Cheng didn't know what he liked about Wei, he didn't even know if he liked Wei. That day, Beicheng accompanied Wei at the wedding ceremony, and Wei looked satisfied and happy. Then Beicheng received a call.It's from the hospital.The people inside asked him if he knew a person named Chunchun, and if he knew him, he would come here immediately. Beicheng found the hospital according to the address mentioned on the phone. The doctor told him that he was giving birth in spring, but it was difficult.Beicheng suddenly felt that all the voices had receded to a very distant place, and the surroundings were a bit eeriely quiet. Bei Cheng was sitting outside the operating room, his eyes flickering with turbulent light. Beicheng stood up suddenly and rushed into the operating room. He looked out of the glass window at his almost year-long spring. Her hair was long, but her face was fragile and pale.Then Beicheng heard the cry of the child, which resounded throughout the hospital in an instant.He saw Chun looking at his child with rippling happiness in his eyes, and then Beicheng saw Chun's eyes closed. The moment he closed his eyes, Chun saw Beicheng outside the window, and then the light in his eyes bloomed and disappeared instantly.Beicheng heard a crisp sound of something falling to the ground, and then he saw the platinum ring slipping from Spring's hand. Beicheng: I may not be in this world by the time you read this letter.The doctor told me that my fetal position was wrong and told me to abort it, but this is your child, and I want to give birth to it for you.Did you see the ring in my hand, it hasn't changed color, I know you've been waiting for me.But I might go first.Beicheng, live a good life. Then the whole hospital heard a man's heart-piercing cry, Spring——! ! the memory of that love always a sunny day We look down at the reflection in the water Look up at the flowing clouds in the sky Qun Lan walks through your pupils I see all your promises all set off Kunming this is our city in May One can often see a young and handsome man walking in the park holding the hand of a little girl.People know that beautiful little girl named Spring. Cheng went to Kunming, taking Chunchun and her children with her.When Cheng Cheng bid farewell to Wei, she said to her that the ring hadn't changed color yet, and I couldn't break my promise.Wei couldn't understand, but Cheng didn't bother to explain, as Cheng felt that he was too tired. Cheng named his child Chun. He always thought that when Chun grew up, he would be as beautiful and kind as her mother.He told her that your name is your mother's name and that you will be as beautiful as your mother in the future. Cheng told Spring, do you know why we came to Kunming from Shanghai?Because Kunming is called Chuncheng, which is the name of your mother and father. Cheng raised his head to look at the ever-bright blue sky of Kunming, and the clear sunlight shone down on his clean and clear face. City said, spring, this is our city. The sky is cracked, as intricate as my palm lines And your pupils are still beautiful and soft blue velvet The moon is bright, no matter how bright the moon is, it can't shine my sad vicissitudes You are the fireworks worth watching for a lifetime This is my doom I can't resist and i love you this is my desperate love The moon is bright, no matter how bright the moon is, it can't shine the shadow of your palm prints my fate