To The Lovely You

   "That's good... Be careful on your way." Luo Xiaomei stretched out her hand and wiped the tears from her face, her heart ache so numb, "I...I..."

   She didn't know what she wanted to say. She had a thousand words and a thousand worries in her heart, but she didn't know where to start.

  Ke Jingheng turned around and saw her crying like pear blossoms and rain, and he was heartbroken for a while. He unconsciously gently wiped the tears from her face, with forbearance and pain in his voice: "Xiaomei...don't cry. How can you let me leave with confidence?"

   Feeling his fingertips across his cheek, Luo Xiaomei became more and more sad as she cried. They used to be such close and happy lovers, but overnight, they could only see each other from a distance.

"Well, I don't cry." She sucked her tears and gave him a smile that was uglier than crying, "Don't worry, I will take care of myself, and I won't be crushed by those rumors. "

   "You have to remember, I have always been with you." Ke Jingheng touched her hair, feeling the familiar touch.

   "Then... you go first, I'll watch you go." Luo Xiaomei lowered her eyes, trying her best to keep her tears from falling. Because what she didn't want to be left in his memory at the end was the way she cried.

   "No, you go first, I'll watch you go." Ke Jingheng's hand was still rubbing her hair with nostalgia, and he wanted to be able to go on like this for the rest of his life.

   "No, every time in the past, I turned to you first, this time... I'll watch you turn and leave." Luo Xiaomei grabbed his hand and looked at him firmly.

  Ke Jingheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, looking at her big clear eyes, his heart ached and he couldn't breathe. He was so willing to turn to her first?

   "Let's go! I'm watching you..." Luo Xiaomei had already pushed him to turn him around, forcing him to take a few steps forward.

   Ke Jingheng staggered forward a few steps, looked back at her deeply, and then quickly walked in the other direction.

   The mist that had dissipated gathered again, making everything in front of him look like a dream.

  Luo Xiaomei watched his figure disappear into the mist, covered his mouth and sobbed lowly. If all this was just a dream, how wonderful it would be...

  Suddenly, she saw Ke Jingheng's thin and tall figure appearing again between the layers of mist, from hazy to gradually emotional...

   Her eyes widened suddenly, and before she came back to her senses, her whole body was hugged tightly.

   Ke Jingheng's hand was like an iron hoop, and he tightly enclosed her, as if he never wanted to let go of her again for the rest of his life. The heartbeats of the two reached the same frequency at this moment, beating violently in their chests.

   "Let me finally... hug you again." Ke Jingheng's hand tightened, making her feel like her bones were about to shatter.

   She didn't speak, she just felt his last warmth with her heart, and felt the embrace that made her nostalgic.

   After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly felt the weight on her shoulders suddenly disappear, and Ke Jingheng let go of her as if he had made a huge determination, and walked towards the mist.

   This time, he disappeared without a trace like a gust of wind, without looking back at her again.

   The mist spread out again, and the warm sunlight shone on Luo Xiaomei, but she only felt the biting cold.