Chapter 54: Snowflakes Dancing in the Sky

  Everyone's heart is heavy, but seeing Leng Yiyang still maintaining his usual cold and arrogant demeanor makes them even more sorrowful and unbearable, yet no one dares to show it.

  Among the boys, Zeng Xiao Hai was considered one of the most lively and outgoing, while Yang Cheng Yu was known for being able to adjust the atmosphere. However, at this moment, they both seemed more like introverted gourds, not saying a word, but quietly staring at Leng Yi Yang. At this age, no one could understand the meaning of life, and yet, right before their eyes, someone was slowly walking towards the end of his life.

  Cen Yanqiu let out a soft sigh and said, "Tell Leng Zhe not to be late tomorrow, our club's foodies won't show mercy."

  "Do I look like someone who would be late?" Leng Yiyang raised his head, raised an eyebrow, and his proud expression was fully displayed.

  Just then, a young and petite nurse walked to the door of the ward, saw a large group of high school students wearing uniforms, couldn't help but slightly frown, and said in a pleasant voice: "The patient needs rest, how can he rest with so many people crowded here?"

  Leng Yiyang listened to this and shrugged his shoulders, saying: "You all go back now, I want to rest. Remember to prepare more snacks!"

  "Alright, you take a good rest..." Cen Yanqiu nodded.

  Before long, the ward fell silent again, leaving only Rong Yi Yang alone. He hadn't savored solitude in a long time. Taking a deep breath, he slowly got out of bed, wearing his hospital gown, looking even thinner than before. Outside the window was an inky blackness, with night shrouding the entire world, and the loneliness in his heart slowly spread outwards.

  At this time, he should have entered the intensive care unit, but his condition would not improve even if he entered the intensive care unit. His father and mother had a classmate who was a doctor in the United States, so they decided to send him to the United States for chemotherapy.

  Leng Yiyang took out the painting board from the drawer, his expression still emotionless. There was one more painting that he hadn't finished yet, and he wanted to complete it today so that he could hand over all three paintings to Cen Yanqiu tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, he would be able to leave for America. Originally, he had planned to go to America for treatment today, but yesterday he had made a promise with Ouyang Yunqing that tomorrow, on Christmas Day, he would be her boyfriend. After arguing with his parents, he finally got permission to stay two more days, and it was on this day that he fainted.

  Leng Yiyang picked up his brush, smiled faintly, and took a deep breath. In fact, he wanted to be Ouyang Yunqing's boyfriend, but Ouyang Yunqing had no idea. He remembered that in middle school, Ouyang Yunqing was like an adorable little elf, with two small braids tied up, walking very lightly, with a faint smile on her face.

  But he still saw her tears, that sweltering summer, he sat on the lawn painting, looked up, and saw her crying. He didn't know why, but he, who had never liked to bother with people, actually put away his drawing board and walked towards Ouyang Yunqing. He handed over the just-finished SpongeBob painting to her, at that time, he was particularly afraid of being rejected, after all, middle school girls were especially strange, seeing a boy come over to chat, they wouldn't care about other people's feelings, and would turn around and leave. Fortunately, Ouyang Yunqing didn't run away at the time, still standing in place, and accepted the painting from his hand. At that moment, he felt that among all her smiles, there was finally one that he had given her.

  Leng Yiyang thought and thought, and the painting in his hand had become a girl with her eyes closed, smiling happily. In his impression, she was such a happy girl. He had heard that girls who loved to smile would definitely not have bad luck. So he felt that she must be a lucky girl, and she would definitely find her own happiness.

  "I... I don't want to go home..."

  At this time, a low sobbing sound came from behind, Leng Yiyang was surprised and quickly turned his head, only to see the girl he had been thinking about standing at the door of the ward. Leng Yiyang was shocked, slowly got up, frowned, looking at Ouyang Yunqing's tearful face, he felt a little uncomfortable.

  He paused for a moment, and then said calmly: "Why don't you go home?"

  "I don't know... I want to stay here, because I know that if I go back, I will definitely not be able to sleep all night..." Ou Yang Yun Qing said, as a pair of camel-colored boots slowly stepped into the hospital room.

  Leng Yi Yang was taken aback for a moment, "You... go back, our date... doesn't start until tomorrow..."

  Ouyang Yunqing heard this sentence, her footsteps stopped again. She suddenly understood that she liked the boy in front of her, and the boy in front of her didn't dislike her, willing to spend a day being her boyfriend. Thinking so, she felt very happy instantly. No matter what the future holds, she can have a beautiful memory.

  "You rest well, I'm going home. Tomorrow, dress up nicely and be my girlfriend." Ouyang Yunqing grasped her school bag tightly and gave Leng Yiyang a faint smile.

  "Hmm." Leng Yiyang just nodded and didn't say anything else.

  Ouyang Yunqing smiled and turned around, this time she wouldn't be so willful as to hide outside the hospital room door and refuse to leave. She wanted to take big strides forward, to welcome the arrival of tomorrow, and still wanted to be a cool and elegant girlfriend, the most beautiful girlfriend.

  At this time, it suddenly started snowing outside. Snowflakes fluttered and danced in the air, and the entire city's lights became hazy amidst the falling snow. Pedestrians on the road either held umbrellas or put their hands in their coat pockets; no one was willing to stop and admire a single snowflake carefully.

  Ouyang Yunqing wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and then tilted her head back, letting the snowflakes fall on her face, gently, softly, and coldly. She smiled slightly, lowered her head again, looked at the thin layer of snow on the ground, and couldn't help but crouch down to grab some snow. With just a light squeeze, she had a small snowball in her hand.

  "What does the snow turn into after it melts?" Ouyang Yunqing chuckled softly to herself, "It turns into a long river of memories."

  She vaguely remembered a dialogue from an anime:

  "What will happen after the snow melts?"

  "It's becoming spring."

  Ouyang Yunqing particularly liked these two lines of dialogue, but it seemed that she was also wrong. After the snow melted, nothing could be seen anymore.

  Ouyang Yun's smile was faint and fleeting, the snowball in his hand slowly melting away, yet it was so cold that it felt scorching hot, that kind of vicious ice, was actually a scorching existence.

  "Leng Yiyang, you are as cold as the snow in winter, yet as warm as the sun in winter. If it weren't for that painting, if it weren't for the sunshine at that moment, I wouldn't have liked you so much, and I wouldn't have been so heartbroken, of course, I also wouldn't have been so happy." Ouyang Yun was walking leisurely, muttering to herself. Suddenly, she remembered a line from the Japanese pure love movie "Koizora" that the heroine said at the beginning of the film.

  She never thought that she would one day face such an unreal situation, but the female lead was happy because she had the male lead's love, and she had nothing.

  "It's good that I like you..." Ouyang Yunqing walked slowly, muttering to herself like a madman, the snowball in her hand had already melted away, her hands were numb and painful, as if they were about to break off.