For The Rest of Our Life

The second prostrate is sorry for the shock that you and your mother brought yesterday. The third prostrate is to hope you will be considerate. In the future, I will not be able to listen to your advice, and I will continue to walk on this road alone. "

Lin Zhan had seen Lin Xian's determination and madness, and no longer dared to look at Lin Xian's feelings with the eyes of a child's play. He was silent for a moment, and asked her: "Lin Xian, you will not regret it?"

"I do not know."

"Then you go your way, your mother's side, I will take care of it, I will dredge it. Lin Xian, I have only one condition. In the future, don't joke about your body."

Lin Xianmu eyes bitterly agreed: "Thank you, Dad. I promise you, I want to come, this is the only request she made to me when she left."

Lin Zhan thought of Xiao Wanqing, who was missing, and sighed involuntarily. Which one is right or wrong, who owes whom, seems to be no longer clear.

In 2013, it was the watershed of Lin Xian's life. This year, his lover Xiao Wanqing left without saying goodbye and his whereabouts are unknown. It was only after she was discharged from the hospital that she knew that a few days ago, her friends had gone abroad to study abroad, and since then, there has been no news.

The change happened only for a moment, but the pain and regret left behind seemed to be long and endless.

The relationship between Lin Xian and Zhou Qin can never return to the past, the mother and daughter, as if forever separated by a thin film, can never walk into each other's hearts. After being discharged from the hospital, Lin Xian went to Wen Tong's house and got the bank card, real estate certificate and other materials that Xiao Wanqing left to her. Holding these things, she drove back in her car and cried all the way. She completely moved out of her parents' house and returned to Xiao Wanqing's house. No matter how difficult it was, she had never used the bank card Xiao Xiaoqing left for her. She had never received any assistance from her parents to support herself.

In 2014, Lin Xian remained silent for a long time, using the pseudonym "Jiupan Jungui" to publish her first novel on the Internet under the guidance of Xiao Wanqing, which was spontaneously recommended by several Weibo big V scans. Become famous in one fell swoop and become popular. All her income was deposited in the card she handed over to Xiao Wanqing, which was eventually left to her by Wen Tong.

She has been thinking about where Xiao Wanqing might go and what industry she might be in. Several times, she went to Yi Ping, the most likely place where Xiao Wanqing had gone, and walked through the streets and alleys they had walked through, trying to find a little trace of Xiao Wanqing's past, and finally found nothing. In the background, Lin Zhan has been asking her to help her find Xiao Wanqing, but there is no clue.

She was a little famous, so she changed her profile on Weibo. From beginning to end, it was the sentence: I will wait for you to come back. If you don’t come, I won’t marry.

She looked forward to the day when Xiao Wanqing could see, pity her, and come back to see her.

In 2015, at 2:30 in the morning, a major earthquake occurred in Anjiang City. At three o'clock, Lin Xianguang's feet were searching for a cell phone signal in the crowded school playground. Suddenly, he received a strange call. There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Lin Xian felt that the whole world seemed to be quiet, except for the seemingly absent breath in his ears. She seemed conscious, suddenly choked with sobs: "Panpan? I'm fine, don't worry."

She heard that the breath on the other end of the phone suddenly became heavy and rapid. After a few seconds, the phone hung up.

Lin Xian raised his head, and there was light rain in the sky. She touched her face with water marks.

In 2016, she sold two copyrights of film and television, and still gave her parents a sum of money. When she heard her father tweeted that her mother missed her, she did not agree to go back after a long silence.

From the phone call last year, she was already certain that Xiao Wanqing was in Yiping. However, she didn't know how many times she had received the news with expectation and embarked on the path of finding a wife, and then she became more desperate on her way home.

Yan Huan came to her in the Southern District. She came to Xiangnan Road with words of Huanhuan, walked from the street to the end of the alley, and looked at the young couple eating ice cream in front of her, and suddenly remembered how the gentle woman with that eyebrow lashed in that year. Zhu Lipweiqi, amidst the mist of smoke, was so beautiful that she took away all her heart and soul in her youth.

She looked up and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly the tears fell like rain.

The moonlight tonight is really beautiful. Xiao Panpan, are you listening?

In 2017, she graduated from graduate school and began writing full-time. At the end of the year, I received a line report, went to Yiping again to find Xiao Wanqing, and took a taxi, and a rear-end occurred on the highway.

Before she lost consciousness, what actually appeared in her mind was a long time ago.

It was the year when she was eight years old. She wore a small skirt and whispered to Xiao Wanqing, "Auntie, I want to marry you." Xiao Wanqing gently scraped her nose and smiled and promised her, "Okay, wait for you to grow up" I'll talk about it later."

con man……

Can't I wait...

In 2018, because of a car accident, she broke two ribs, and fortunately retrieved a life and rested at home. For the first time in five years, mother and daughter broke the ice. Zhou Qin took the bone soup and stepped into Xiao Wanqing's house and talked to her about Xiao Wanqing.

When she left, she closed the door and left a sentence: "I also asked people to find it together."

Lin Xian reddened his eyes for a moment, wondering whether the grief in his heart was because of grievance or joy. Xiao Panpan, you see, just for this sentence, is it worth it?

Not worth it, not worth it at all.

Because the player is too old, it finally strikes. Lin Xian spent a high price, and finally worked hard to get back an identical machine.

She tidyed up the TV cabinet, arranged the discs collected by Xiao Wanqing, and looked at Xin Haicheng's court of words and leaves, silent for a long time.

After a long time, she put it down and took the next one, five centimeters per second, into the player.

Years later, the former lover Guishu and Mingli passed by on the street. Guishu turned around, waiting for the long train to pass, and waiting to see Mingli who should also stop and look back.

The train finally ran out, and Guishu stopped for a long time across the gaze, but it was empty and empty.

Lin Xian lowered his head, staring at the already blurry handwriting left by Xiao Wanqing on the cover of the disc. Suddenly, he couldn't cry.

It is better to forget each other than rivers and lakes. Xiao Wanqing said so.

Have you read a poem just because you are alone?

Acacia feels that Haifei is deep, and resentment is not as good as Chaoxin.

That year when she accompanied Xiao Wanqing to watch the big talk westward journey, when Xiao Yunqing loved the sound of the ending song, she shed tears that she did not understand. Over the years, she gradually realized.

Have you forgotten me?

Xiao Wanqing.