"If we have different paths, we will not conspire against each other, and we will never meet again."
These were her last words, he would never see his young joy again.
He said: "If I had been firmer, there would have been a result between me and her, and she would not have given up the treatment. Our children should have gone to elementary school. In that case, we would have loved each other very much."
Later, she was lying on the hospital bed, and the sun shone through the window and filtered into the ward. She closed her eyes, and he knelt in front of his bed and said many true words.
He said: "I love you. I will love you in my next life and marry you as soon as possible."
A tear slowly fell from the corner of her eye.
Did she hear it? I think she heard it.
Purpose: To commemorate my youth. And him in memory.