Chapter Forty-Seven: As If an Old Friend Has Come
The cherry blossoms in the campus have fallen, and the petals are quietly drifting away in the wind, evoking endless sorrow in people's hearts, which spreads and lingers.
Today is He Xiying's birthday, I received his call early in the morning.
"He asked: 'Qing Yi, are you okay?' Hearing his low and gentle voice, my heart jumped up quickly."
"I'm fine, how about you? Are you doing well over there?" I asked gently.
"I'm fine! Just missing something, haha!" The laughter seemed to be tinged with bitterness.
"Today is your birthday, happy birthday!"
"Thank you for remembering." Why did I always feel that his words had a lingering sorrow.
"Qing yi..." He wanted to say something but stopped himself.
He paused for a moment and said: "Wish you happiness, must be happy!"
I know he still has things he hasn't said. Maybe we're too far apart, and it's better for us to be well on our own, without him giving me any hope, only to end up disappointed again. In fact, from the moment he boarded the plane, we could only gaze at each other from afar. How could I not understand?
Since the last time we chatted on QQ, I knew he was in a foreign city full of blooming flowers, but there has been no news from him since then. This is still our first contact after that, and it's on his birthday today. However, I know whether he feels warmth or not, whether his heart is warm or not, has gradually drifted away from me and will eventually have nothing to do with me.
We used to stroll around the pure and heart-wrenching campus, but now, even though we clearly miss each other, what we give to each other is not what we really want to express, because those words have already become very light and faint, just simple greetings.
Why am I still so sad when I think of him until now? I walked alone to the garden below my dormitory, sat down on a flower bed, and wanted to think quietly. Just today, I want to think clearly, make a break with the past that remains in my heart, and can't be so sorrowful anymore.
There is no one around, far away from the hustle and bustle, the campus is also very quiet, I started to shed sad tears. Past events began to emerge in my mind again.
If the continuation of a dream is just years of sorrow, then why bother putting one's heart in such a sad place?
I saw a heartbreaking fallen flower, why do we always think there will be flowers around us when we are in love, but when we part ways, the flowers become a distant mirage, out of reach? The distance is so far that I can no longer see her color, and her fragrance is also fading away, just like losing it in the depths of memory.
Oh, He Xiying, I recall the message you once left for me: "On days without me, take good care of yourself." I received it long ago. But on days without you, I'm not happy. Are you doing well? Every time I walk through that garden when I return home, I think of you. Thinking of your fondness for rain, I'd also like to walk in the rain, letting the rain wet my face, feeling the cool rain, and sensing your emotions. However, everything has passed with the wind, the flowers have fallen, leaving only their fragrance as proof that you were once here.
I would have been content to sleep for a thousand years and never wake up, willing to freeze time in those initial beautiful happiness, willing to put your faint smile into my dreams, and I know that's just the fragrance left in the depths of memory.
Now, my heart needs a way out. When the evening wind blows quietly, I think of many things, as if an old friend has come, and he seems to be by my side.
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