What does this mean...

Looking up at Situ Luo, Situ Wan felt that everything was so complicated and she couldn't understand it.

Has he been living alone in pain? Is he suffering because of himself? Is his own existence torturing him? Situ Luo, what kind of person are you and what kind of life do you live in?

How on earth have you survived these years?

Situ hugged her and gently rubbed his head against her hair: "Xiao Wan, it's all over. You don't need to know anything. Thank you, thank you for always being the sun in my life, and thank you for saying

Don't hate me. I... don't have much pain, I have always been happy. Thank you for your existence and making me so happy."

Situ Wan shook his head helplessly on his shoulder: "I didn't do anything to make you happy. Is it my existence that makes you suffer? Situ Luo, what should I do? What should I do so that you don't suffer?

."

"Perfume, if you really don't hate me, just make me a bottle of perfume." Smiling softly, Situ Luo murmured: "It doesn't matter if you hate me. I can wait until time heals all your wounds."

Situ Wan hugged him tightly: "Situ Luo..."

"Let's go, Xiaowan, I don't want to die in front of you, don't let me die in embarrassment in front of your eyes."

Situ Wan shook his head: "No, Situ Luo, you will be lonely alone..."

He must have borne everything alone for so many years. He knew everything, but he didn't tell her. When he died, he had to die alone.

How could she let him alone.

"Let's go, funeral, bring gardenias. I like...gardenias."

Gardenia is a flower called protection. From now on, I can no longer protect you. For so many years, what I want to do most for you is to hope that you are happy, but I have always done it wrong. Now I understand, let go

Opening your hand is the right thing for you.

I am really happy, at least I used to be very happy.

Apart from the pain, there are many stories that belong to him, but he has never mentioned them. It doesn’t matter that she doesn’t know those. So the stories about him are all his sweet memories, and even if she doesn’t know, it doesn’t matter.

Chu Yi wiped away his tears and said, "Miss Situ, let him go. He is a person who pursues perfection. He doesn't want you to see his ugly appearance."

Situ Wan covered her mouth and nodded reluctantly. She already understood that she couldn't save Situ Luo because Situ Luo didn't want to live, he wanted to end the pain.

Letting go of her, Situ Luo smiled. The light of early spring came in and shone on his face. He arched his eyebrows and raised a childish smile: "Xiao Wan, smile and give me a goodbay kiss."

Situ Wan tried hard to smile, but felt that her smile was uglier than crying. She leaned over and placed her lips on his thin lips. This clean and beautiful kiss made her heart swell. Situ Luo felt the softness of her lips with satisfaction.

aromatic.

"Goodbye, Xiaowan."

"Luo..."

"Don't cry, Xiaowan, you have to smile. No matter when, your smile is the most beautiful, like the warm sun. Let's go and don't look back."

Situ Wan bit her lip and nodded, turned around and walked out the door with nostalgia. This was Situ Luo's last wish, and she would fulfill it.

She... won't turn around.

Situ Luo looked at her retreating back, his eyes gradually blurred. She was really dazzling, emitting a warm light like the sun. He watched the dazzling light move away from his world little by little, and the hustle and bustle in his heart

Calm was finally restored.

From now on, I no longer need to feel heartache for her. The shackles of so many years, both for her and for myself, can be freed.

Closing his eyes, Situ Luo said calmly: "It's nice to say goodbye like this, Chu Yi, it's nice to be like this."

I have never regretted loving her. I still remember her pure and charming appearance when she was eighteen years old. She lived a strong and brave life. She was full of light, and I know that one day she will shine brightly.

The way she smiles, the way her skirt swings, and everything about her, I love deeply.

I have no regrets. I kept this heart until the end. This heart was bought with the precious lives of her parents, and I couldn’t bear to exchange it. My life was given to her by her father and mother, so I want to protect her, love

She, until the moment my heart stopped.

I just regret that I used the wrong method, but it doesn't matter, it's all over now. I'm still happy, because she doesn't hate me. Because she lives a healthy life, because she already has a cute and healthy baby, and because even if I'm gone

, there will still be a man in this world whose love for her is not inferior to mine.

This life is enough.

Chu Yi walked up to him, leaned his head against hers, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, very good, really good. She doesn't hate you, she has never hated you. You can go with ease.

I will make arrangements for other times. When you are reincarnated in your next life, remember to choose a better place. Isn’t your dream to be a doctor? Just reincarnate in our family next time."

Situ Luo seemed to smile, but also seemed to have lost consciousness. Chu Yi sat there for a while, but the people around him had no reaction at all.

Chu Yi covered his eyes, his shoulders shook silently, and it took him a long time to gradually regain his composure.

He stood up and walked to the door. As expected, Situ Wan was still squatting by the door. Chu Yi took a breath and said, "You can leave first. The funeral will be in three days. We will talk about it in three days."

Situ Wan looked at him palely: "Can't I look at him?"

"Respect his choice, he doesn't want you to see it. I will inform his father. If you want to know something, I will take the time to tell you when all this is over. But the advice he gave you

Don't listen. Luo, I hope you will live happily in the future, so I don't want you to listen to his things."

Situ Wan felt that the air in Paris was suddenly so cold.

That man was still planning for her until he died. Wiping away his tears, Situ Wan gritted his teeth and said: "As his good friend, I think you want me to know. You don't want him to hide it either.

There are many, many, many. If you bear them by yourself, you will even bear death by yourself, but I can live a happy and free life by myself."

Chu Yi looked at her deeply and nodded: "Yes, I hope you know everything about him, not just everything he shows you. If you see everything, you can also understand him and fight for him."

Even if it hurts, I will be very happy and happy for him." Handing the business card to Situ Wan, Chu Yida said: "His funeral will be at the same place where he faked his death for you."

Situ Wan bit her lip: "Doesn't he want to go back to the United States..."
Chapter completed!