The evening breeze of Wutong Lane carries the most sincere heartbeats of young people. Li Jiasen and Zhang Yiran met here and walked hand in hand for several years. They shared a pair of headphones on the stone steps of the river embankment, drank from the same bottle of soda, bought notebooks and wrote guarantees to each other, solemnly promising to stay together until the end of their lives. Zhang Yiran looked at Li Jiasen beside him and sighed sincerely: You can't lie at all. Li Jiasen agreed and promised that he would definitely walk behind Zhang Yinan and never leave alone.
The love is hot, but it cannot resist the barriers caused by personality. Li Jiasen was accustomed to staying silent and avoiding situations, and countless failed expectations slowly drained Zhang Yiran's enthusiasm. There was no fierce quarrel, and the two still parted ways at the intersection in late autumn. Years passed, and the sea of people rose and fell. After many years, the two unexpectedly reunited, and the remaining feelings made them choose to try to get closer again. But a sudden misunderstanding came between the two, and Li Jiasen, who was not good at explaining, fell silent again. The backlog of grievances completely defeated Zhang Yiran, and they separated for the second time.
The successive blows made Li Jiasen exhausted physically and mentally, and a severe diagnosis dragged him into the endless abyss. He did not want to become an unforgettable burden for Zhang Yiran in his life, so he determined to conceal all the truth, change his contact information, quietly walk away, and completely disappear from the other person's world. For a long time in the future, Li Jiasen dealt with the illness alone, and spent countless unbearable days and nights repeatedly looking through the notebook filled with vows. Zhang Yiran mistakenly thought that Li Jiasen was bored and deliberately avoided it, hiding in his heart an indissoluble resentment, and slowly forced himself to let go of the past.
The seasons change and the years fly by. When Zhang Yiran's life returned to peace, he accidentally learned the belated bad news from a friend. He rushed to the cemetery with a yellowed letter of guarantee, where the cold stone tablet separated life and death. The agreement written in black and white is still fresh in my mind, the misunderstanding has not been resolved, and the apology cannot be expressed. The person who never told lies used a permanent loss of contact to weave the most cruel lie in his life. The old covenant of youth was finally completely invalidated, leaving only endless irreparable regrets for the rest of my long life.
Concept: Silence is the invisible sharp knife in intimate relationships
Li Jiasen habitually avoids and is not good at explaining, and his expectations are disappointed time and time again. Many feelings dissipate without bloody conflicts and are destroyed by the silence of unwillingness to communicate. Words can resolve misunderstandings, but long-term silence will slowly consume all love and trust.