Love Never Ends

At some point, a symphony orchestra had appeared in the plaza outside the hall.    

    

They sat side by side in order.    

    

The first violinist was on the left, the cellist on the right, the second violinist on the back, violoncello, piano, harp, trombone, trombone, trumpet, bassoon, flute, drum. There was everything. There were also several musical instruments whose names Yun Jing could not even identify.    

    

Beside the orchestra stood a professional singer from the orchestra.    

    

The instant the doors to the hall opened …    

    

The baton was raised and a pleasant yet rich melody began to be played in the middle of the square … A resounding and moving song pierced the air. Familiar with the melody and lyrics, words and sentences … Knocking on the door of Yun Jing's heart … "When/I/head/the/bird/start/making, I/wa    

    

a/see/you, When/I/see/the/leaves/start/find, I/wa    

    

a/see/you, The/only/ing/I 'll/do. Don 't/you/know, Is/to/rush/and/run/to/you, When/I/hear/the/lock/start/trading, I/start/to/miss/you, Oh, The/only/thing/I' lldo. Is/go    

    

a/dream/of/you, Wa    

    

a/strike/by/by/by/you/side, Wa    

    

abe/wa    

    

abe/wa    

    

a, I/wa    

    

a/be/your/lover, I 'll/run/to/you, ooh … "    

    

His tears flowed uncontrollably …    

    

Two years ago, when that man had coaxed her to sleep on the other end of the phone, she hadn't understood the meaning behind English … And now, two years after studying in the United States, everything suddenly became clear.    

    

"When I heard the birdsong, I wanted to see you, when I saw the leaves fall, I wanted to see you, when I heard the bell, I started to miss you, this is the only thing I know how to do, I want to stay by your side, you are everything to me, you are the only link between me and the angel's wings, talking about 'love', but I cannot stop thinking about you, like the spring snow, every morning is the beginning of your dream, do you know that every morning is the beginning of your dream, we can't grow old, one day we can spread our wings, you and me, our wings, we want to be … I want to be your partner, and I'll run to you … "    

    

"I/wa    

    

a/be/your/lover, I 'll/run/to/you … "    

    

The last sentence...    

    

Yun Jing kept singing along to the band, "I/wa"    

    

a/be/your/lover, I 'll/run/to/you … "    

    

I want to be your partner, I will run to you …    

    

Tears, wetting the front of his clothes.    

    

Yun Jing only recovered from the sad melody when Chen Chumo, his fiance, asked him about it.    

    

A paper towel appeared in front of his eyes.    

    

Chen Chumo passed it over.    

    

"Thank you …"    

    

Yun Jing thanked him and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. However, he could not wipe away the bitterness in his heart.    

    

"What 's/up?" What's wrong?]    

    

Chen Chumo asked her worriedly.    

    

Yun Jing shook his head and smiled unnaturally. He looked at the symphony orchestra opposite him and asked doubtfully, seemingly carelessly, "Did you prepare this too?"    

    

"NO, I'm/in/the/middle/of/lowhere." No, I don't know.]    

    

Chen Chumo shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that he didn't understand.    

    

Yun Jing's clear eyes fell into a trance for a moment …    

    

He couldn't help but turn his head and search the crowd behind him, trying to find that familiar figure.    

    

But... No.    

    

She retracted her gaze, and a sense of loss seemed to flash past her eyes.    

    

"What, are, you, lookup, for?" What are you looking for?]    

    

Chen Chumo asked her curiously.