Love Never Ends

Yun Jing's heart ached as he looked at her calm demeanor.    

Reaching out, he pulled her into his embrace.    

Ever since they were young, they had been best friends. Now that they had to part, naturally, they couldn't bear to part from each other.    

Yun Jing's eyes turned red as she hugged Zhi Qing's shoulders. She then whispered, "Zhi Qing, it's been eighteen years. I'm tired …"    

As soon as Little San said it, Zhi Qing couldn't help but burst into tears.    

"Sorry, San-er …"    

She sobbed and cried and apologized to Yun Jing, "I apologize on behalf of my brother! Promise me that I will be extremely happy! Better and happier than him! And... Come back early! "    

After Zhi Qing said this, she placed a heartbroken kiss on Yun Jing's forehead.    

"I will …"    

Yun Jing nodded with tears in her eyes. "I will risk my life to make myself happy!"    

And for her, the first step in her happiness was …    

Forget about the man who will never belong to me!    

She turned, went through security, and boarded the plane.    

Tears poured down like rain …    

… ….    

Xi Zhinuan leaned against the hawthorn tree.    

The wind blew, and the petals floated down, almost like a snowy sea ….    

The vast sky was like a white pony, leaving behind a long white tail.    

The sunlight poured down …    

Sprinkling on the passing fuselage. He had no time to be absent-minded and had already disappeared into the clouds … The piercing sunlight made Xi Zhinuan narrow his charming eyes.    

However, he felt his heart ache...    

It was as if there was something there …. Little by little, little by little, it tore away from his heart … If …    

If this love letter could be successfully delivered into Yun Jing's hands, then, would Yun Jing's mental illness be easily resolved?    

If mental illness is cured, is there no need to travel to the United States?    

If he didn't go to the United States, would the final answer on the first night be that he could break out of there?    

If the answer to the first night's question came out …    

… ….    

However, there had never been so many 'ifs' in his life before!    

The letter unfolded.    

On the piece of paper, four simple words were written with the tip of a beautiful brush …. — — Do not think, do not associate.    

Xi Zhinuan's dark eyes narrowed a few times.    

He put down the letter and walked to the French window.    

He leaned against the window, lowered his head, and lit a cigarette.    

He took a drag from it and felt his mouth go dry. It was extremely astringent.    

When Xi Zhinuan saw the four simple words on the letter, he almost thought that she didn't receive his letter.    

But the fact was, she received it.    

The letter to him was sealed with the leather envelope he had sent her.    

Xi Zhinuan lowered his head and took a few puffs...    

The murky smoke permeated his dark eyes, which were unnaturally scarlet at the bottom.    

The tip of his throat rolled with great difficulty. He felt as if his throat had been burned by smoke and could not help but let out a few heavy coughs.    

Actually, even if she really did leave, he had no reason to think too much.    

He had asked her to choose her path.    

She can stay or go.    

People should not kill themselves. Furthermore, Xi Zhinuan could not even grasp his own future, so how could he talk to her about his future and talk about his happiness?    

He could understand.    

But why was his heart like it had been cut by a sharp knife?    

Xi Zhinuan stood at the window for who knows how long …    

Until the cigarette was burnt out.    

He straightened his body, walked to the front, bent down, and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.    

Picking up the letter next to the ashtray …    

Do not think, do not associate.    

He pursed his lips, put the letter away and kept it in the drawer.    

— — White colt passed by, two years passed by quickly — —    

City S.    

April day, the spring light is infinitely good, a verdant human heart.    

"Brother … …" "Brother …"    

Zhi Qing's voice came from the corridor.    

A few seconds later, the door to Xi Zhinuan's study was pushed open.    

On the balcony, Xi Zhinuan was leaning lazily on the fence, staring at the green grass in front of the mansion in a daze.    

One year ago, due to general reason, he had already moved back to S City and successfully took over the hospital that he and Uncle Mo started together, becoming the youngest hospital principal.