Zhen Shan sat in a wheelchair and took the falling leaves with his hand.

It's autumn, and all the leaves of the cherry blossoms have fallen off, leaving only the bare branches, a desolate scene.

The fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be arranged in the shape of longing and sadness.

Song Jingcheng's pale eyes were stained with sadness, and the helpless pain of being unable to resist fate surged into his heart.

She felt his loneliness, turned her eyes, and smiled softly, "It's okay, life never ends. Next spring, new leaves will grow and the most beautiful flowers will bloom."

"Then when the time comes, can we come over to see it together?"

"good."

"It's agreed."

"Yes, it's agreed."

Song Jingcheng's eyes trembled, holding back the pain in his heart, and slowly pushed her to the pavilion.

Zhen Shan looked at the guzheng and said, "Jingcheng, I have always wanted to pay homage to my mother-in-law, but... today, I want to play a song on this guzheng as a way to say hello to her as my daughter-in-law. Is that okay?"

Song Jingcheng nodded gently, "Of course you can. My Shanshan is so gentle and beautiful. Mom will definitely like you very much."

Zhen Shan arched his eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

Song Jingcheng carried her to the guzheng and put on her guzheng nails.

"Jingcheng, I've always wanted to ask you, why don't you learn guzheng?"

He laughed, "Because no matter how much I learn, I can't play as well as you and mom. I have no choice but to feel inferior, so I don't dare to learn."

Zhen Shan's eyes trembled, not because he was afraid of not being able to play well, but because the most beautiful memories buried deep in his heart were also the most tragic memories. Once touched, after the happiness, there would be endless emptiness and sorrow.

"However, Shanshan, I suddenly want to learn and play the harp with you. Can you teach me in the future?"

Zhen Shan's voice was hoarse and she nodded, "Okay."

She put her hands on the strings and plucked them gently. It was not a famous piece, but she played it as she pleased. The sound of the piano was ethereal, quiet, neither sad nor lonely, but filled with the most sincere affection for him.

Song Jingcheng, who was sitting next to her, had an increasingly gentle face, but his pale eyes were full of sadness. He breathed the air with her quietly, feeling warm and happy, but also painful and suffocating.

He just wants to be with her, why can't he do it?

Song Jingcheng's eyelids suddenly began to grow heavy and his pupils shrank. He raised his hand and grabbed her weakly, holding on and refusing to let himself fall asleep, "Shan Shan."

Zhen Shan supported him, let him lean on his shoulders, and whispered: "Jingcheng, this song is called "Sakura Wish". Cherry blossoms are a symbol of love and hope, and they are also my heart and wishes for you. Live well."

, take me to live with you. As long as you live, my heart will keep beating, and I can stay with you forever. Remember our agreement, take me to see the cherry blossoms next year, and every year after that."

"Shan Shan, you can't..."

"Go to sleep, don't be afraid, I promise you that I will stay with you for the rest of my life, and I will not break my promise."

"Shan Shan!" Song Jingcheng weakly closed his eyes.

Zhen Shan felt heartbroken when she saw the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Guyuan."

"Why are you doing this?"

Gu Yuan walked up to the pavilion.

Zhen Shan smiled weakly, "Please help him, I'm almost out of strength."

Gu Yuan quickly stepped forward to support the two of them.

"My heart is adapted to his. You should have already made preparations for the surgery to replace his heart. After I die, he will be replaced with my heart."

Gu Yuan's eyes turned red, "If you do this, you will kill him!"

"No," Zhen Shan smiled softly and shook his head, "As long as my heart is beating, doesn't it mean that I am still alive? I said I would accompany him, and I will definitely do so."

"Zhen Shan."

"Although it's unreasonable, I still hope you can help me take care of him in the future, is that okay?"

Gu Yuan shed tears and nodded solemnly, "If you don't tell me, I will do it too. This guy is so evil and has a bad temper. He has no friends except Xiao Jin and me. If we don't take care of him, who will?

"

"Thank you, thank you!"

"When you consider me a friend, don't say thank you."

"Okay," Zhen Shan looked at him who looked pale, raised his hand with his last strength, touched his frowning eyebrows lightly with his fingers, and smiled, "remember to remind him to bring me here to see the cherry blossoms from time to time. Don't

,sad……"

"Okay, I promise you."

Zhen Shan smiled softly, and the words fell from his cheek reluctantly, and those beautiful and flawless phoenix eyes closed forever.

"Zhen Shan!"

Tears blurred his glasses, and Gu Yuan could not suppress his cries.

"A Yuan."

Liangbo's loving voice came. Gu Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at his lover, his lips trembling, "Ajin, what should I do? What should I do?"

Xiao Jin sighed, walked over, helped Song Jingcheng up, "Follow her wish."

"Why are they so cruel? Who are they sorry for? Why is it like this? Why?"

"Destiny is unpredictable and cannot be controlled by anyone."

…

It's spring again, and the cherry blossoms are blooming romantically.

Song Jingcheng walked slowly in the rain of flowers, and the petals fell on his shoulders, as if he was nostalgic.

His eyebrows were picturesque, still warm, and unparalleled in elegance. His pale eyes were tinged with tenderness. He stretched out his hand to catch a cherry blossom, raised his head, looked at the sea of ​​white and pink flowers, and smiled softly.

"Shan Shan, the flowers are blooming, they are beautiful."

His heart seemed to beat rapidly.

Song Jingcheng's eyes were even more tender, and he gently placed the cherry blossom in his hand against his heart.

He walked forward, opened his thin lips, and hummed a tune in a low voice.

The low and beautiful melody echoes in the quiet cherry blossom forest, which is his endless affection and lovesickness.

But, like her back then, there was no sadness or loneliness.

As long as this heart is beating, she is still alive, but she is just staying with him in a different way.

Song Jingcheng didn't know that the girl he longed for was actually beside him, enjoying the romance of the spring cherry blossoms with him.

Zhen Shan looked at him, smiled tenderly, raised her hand, and wanted to hold his hand, but it went directly into his palm.

Even though he couldn't hold him, she wasn't disappointed, she just clung to him.

She promised him that she would accompany him for the rest of her life.

Zhen Shan raised his eyes, and the flowers were falling, as if they were gently echoing his song.

Song Jingcheng paused, his eyes trembling, he raised his hand slightly, wanting to touch something, but there was nothing.

Good!
Chapter completed!