In fact, you know very well that the most despicable thing is emotion, and the coldest thing is human heart.
She said to him "Actually, you know very well that the most despicable thing is emotion, and the coldest thing is people's hearts."
. . . . . .
The rainy season in France came very late. Now, the sky finally began to rain endless cold rain. An Yun didn't know whether he was looking forward to the cold rain or to separation. Yes, it was just separation. They never started from the beginning. They were destined not to start. She was just a dream and a nightmare.
She said that she always wants to "lose" herself when it rains, but is afraid of "losing" herself. The man she thinks of when she closes her eyes wants to "pick up" herself when it rains. Don't be afraid of "picking up" yourself and "picking up" everything. . . ''Forget it. . . '' An Yun just said this, what else could she say.
The wind is like a thin dead leaf stirring up dust, that gust of wind. . .
The mist was thick and the clouds were full of sorrow. I remember that he kept asking himself what it meant. Now that I think about it, this scene still feels very appropriate. It's a pity that he's not here. It's a pity why it is [a pity]. . . .
She stood under the eaves, slowly raised her head, and smiled slowly.
Only after many years did An Yun know why she was smiling.
Actually, why don't you laugh?