"Tell me, is there true love in this world?"
When Xiao Qiao's eyes were filled with tears, she shook me vigorously and asked me, because she was injured, and her body was completely injured.
I couldn't answer her directly, because a long time ago, I was not qualified to discuss love or non-love. For me, there is nothing that cannot be passed away, like love, the green years of the past, the beautiful memories, and the affectionate vows of each other.
None of it has anything to do with me.
Let the past go, there is nothing you cannot start over. I said this to Xiao Qiao.
As if saying to myself.
When the new sun rose again, when a new day came again, I let go of Xiao Qiao, who was crying in a mess, and stood up from the top of the mountain. Open your arms to welcome the new life.
Zizixuan, I have lived a good life without you.