Give up Life and Forget About Death, Never Leave Each Other with White Heads

It took me a long time to realize that it was a kind of torture to let myself get stuck in the gloomy years of the past. More painful than alive, more helpless than dead. I said it was an immeasurable pain, like a pair of strong hands tearing open deep in your chest. Blood splattered everywhere, followed by painful wails. The area around the tombstone had been cleaned, and there was still a hint of sandalwood in the air. The smell is very fragrant and pungent. It seems that Mother Su came earlier than us and left in a hurry. Everything here even looks almost sad, and the whole city is trapped in a faint sadness. The words on the tombstone are neither new nor old, they just stay there. Even if it is erased by time after a long time, it is still a fact. Seeing the word, so that I can only think of one word, although it is not so suitable, but it is the only one. Shocking. As agreed in advance, Tang Ke carefully placed the flowers in his hands, bowed, offered incense, and then turned his head and looked at me quietly. For a moment, it seemed that the unwillingness and pain that had passed away came back, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Tang Ke came over and hugged me tightly. This hug helped me survive one dark and heartbreaking night after another. That's why I vowed to tell anyone later, "If anyone dares to make Tang Ke unhappy, he or she will have trouble with me." Yes, if Tang Ke is unhappy, then I will be even sadder than her. This is not just a casual statement, it is the most real and visible thought in my heart. There was a time when I wanted to give up everything and become a miserable person. Tang Ke gave me a slap in the face and a place to live, allowing me to survive those dark nights. The memory is painful and pale. Pretending to ignore it doesn't mean it will pass. You will forget everything you have experienced in the past, but the past will not forget you. It is approaching you hard, and it seems that the farther you go, the more urgent it is to follow. The oncoming young man was approaching step by step, and the vaguely remembered cheek appeared in the pupils again, enlarging little by little and becoming clear. At this moment, he stood in front of me, smiling and embracing Tang Ke. Then he hugged me tightly, and his vague memory regressed for a long time, and tears fell down. I looked at him choked with sobs, unable to move even an inch. "Su Nian, long time no see." This was the first sentence Mu Yao sent to me when we met again after three years of separation. I haven't seen you for a while. The days when you were away can be described as a long time. The six characters are neither deep nor shallow, right in the center. Three years have passed, I am still there, Mu Yao is still there, but Su Yi has disappeared forever. To be precise, Su Yi is gone, but I am still alive.