Have 'Thoughts' Every Year

"，？" "，" "！" "， " —— ， "？" "，" "，？"， "，" "，" "，" "Louder, you can't hear me." Chen Nian stood up and shouted to the mountain, "I, Chen Nian, will only marry Lin Nian in my life." Looking back, I saw the little girl smiling like a flower. Although the mountain scenery was beautiful, in Chen Nian's eyes it was only a foil for Lin Nian. —— When Lin Nian was sixteen, his father passed away. Lin Nian followed his mother to seek refuge with his uncle. Aunt Chen was critically ill, and the two of them did not even say a simple goodbye. It has been four years since Lin Nian left, and there has been no news from him. In the past four years, Chen Han appeared beside Lin Nian, and Chen Han protected her. But Lin Nian always had Chen Nian in mind. Never forget. —— At the age of eighteen, Xia Yu lied that Lin Nian died in a car accident. Chen Nian desperately went to find Lin Nian. After Lin Nian found out, he returned to R city with his mother, and the two missed the opportunity to meet. Lin Nian returned to R city to study at university, changed her name and surname, and did not want Chen Nian to find her. Chen Nian failed to find Lin Nian after all the hard work. —— Xia Yu's four years of companionship made Chen Nian let down his guard. Lin Nian has been paying attention to Chen Nian. My mother had stomach cancer and my uncle had a car accident. The hardship of life made Lin Nian breathless. Chen Han insisted on accompanying Lin Nian regardless of his family's objections. "Chen Han... I can't forget it, I can't forget the old age." "It doesn't matter, just think about your happiness. I'll see you happy." —— When he was twenty years old, Chen Nian had no choice but to get engaged to Xia Yu under the persuasion of his grandmother. At this time, Lin Nian, accompanied by Chen Han, had founded several listed companies. At the engagement party, Lin Nian wore a red dress and a pair of black stiletto heels. The slightly curly long hair made her look charming. She asked with red eyes, "Chen Nian, you said you would only marry me." "Nian Nian, I will only marry you. I will only marry you in this life." Chen Nian knelt down on one knee with tears in his eyes. "Do you know that I have been waiting for you for four whole years? Do you know how I spent every night? Why is this little girl like you so heartless? It has been four years since you left." —— On the wedding day, Lin Nian and Chen Nian went to pick out rings. When I met my teacher from back then, the teacher said with emotion, "I didn't expect that you would actually make it to the end." "It's old, smoke less, it's not good for your health. Die soon. If you die, you can only watch me and other men." "Hey, you little girl, why are you so heartless? Can you hope I can order something good?" "Chen Nian, Chen Nian~" Lin Nian put his hand on Chen Nian's shoulder, "What are you doing?" "Quit smoking, and you will only be addicted to me from now on." "Okay." Not long after the marriage, Chen Han went abroad. Before leaving, Lin Nian went to the airport to see him off, and Chen Han hugged Lin Nian. "I didn't expect that the little girl would get married so soon. I have to protect myself from now on." —— Shortly after giving birth to her daughter, Lin Nian died of stomach cancer. Chen Han returned home, "Didn't I ask you to take good care of her?" "I'm sorry." Chen Nian held Lin Nian's bloodless hand, and his tears dripped on the quilt, making the quilt wet. One time, my daughter asked Chen Nian, "Dad, why haven't I seen my mother?" "Because of my mother, she went to a very far place." "Then it's been so long since we last met. Does dad still love mom?" "Love, I love your mother very much." Chen Nian lowered his head and smoked a cigarette with red eyes. In his hand was a photo of him and the little girl going out when he was fifteen. Lin Nian smiled brightly, which was engraved in Chen Nian's heart. —— Until his death, he never met anyone like Lin Nian. I didn't dream about Lin Nian either. Before he died, he complained to his daughter, "Your mother is so cruel. After all these years, she never gave me a dream to tell me how she was doing, whether she was eating well, whether she still had stomachaches and whether she liked to cry. But she's fine now. I'm going to find her." Intention: Unknowingly, the days of missing you have become longer than the process.