As a bystander, I watched this love for a long time and was obsessed with it.
Chi Xia carved his name on her arm, deeply rooted in her bones, and every word was her persistence.
I opened the door of her house and saw Chi Xia lying in a pool of blood. Her snow-white dress was stained with blood. She didn't care. She looked at the necklace he gave her and smiled hard and openly.
She put the necklace close to her heart and said, "Chi Aotian, when will you come and tie me up?"
Chi Xia had a high fever. This was the first time she had a fever in so many years. She refused to let me send her to the hospital. She said that Chi Aotian would not be able to find me. Oh, I admit, my heart froze when I heard this sentence. Ling Chixia, I have been with you for nearly hundreds of millions of years. Chi Aotian is just a small episode in our endless journey of life. He has only been with you for only 20 years, which is nothing in our lives.
But, maybe, the person Chi Xia cares about the most is her, more than me.
She murmured that person's name over and over again.
Chi Aotian... Chi Aotian... Chi Aotian... Chi Aotian...
Chi Xia still cried. She said, "Shangse, I think I may never love someone so much again."
But I lamented that I was not happy for the small but existing hope, because I knew it.
It's not possible, it's certain.