Part 1

Lian Xia vowed never to marry unless she was a fisherman.

Now, she wants to see him, but it is difficult to do so.

Wearing a trailing gauze skirt and holding a champagne-colored rose in her hand, she stood outside the church like a stone statue and stared at it, reluctant to go in.

Seeing her look like this, Feifei couldn't bear it: "Lian Xia, don't wait any longer."

"Feifei..." She turned around, like a child, Looking blankly at the girl next to her, "Do you think he will be stuck in traffic or the plane will be delayed?"

"No... Feifei shook her head and couldn't bear to say it, "Unless he..."< /p>

Unless he didn't come at all! Lian Xia knew what Feifei hadn't finished. She calmed down her emotions and finally compromised with her fate: "Let's go in. ”

Who can complain about a loneliness. Even if it is a preface, it is always an understatement.

After all, she and him were just a dream of youth.

Now, the dream Wake up. Everyone is gone.

She is going to be someone else's bride.

Looking past the guests, Lian Xia's eyes fell on the other end of the red carpet. After all, the person she wanted didn't come. She finally gave up and whispered: "I do. "

One sentence, a lifetime commitment.

And the man she loved most finally exhausted his last bit of strength in the melee.

He left, taking his love and blessings for her with him.

Part 2

Revisiting the old place, things have changed.

Lian Xia. She opened the window and faced the biting cold wind. She raised her chin like a proud warrior, fighting against the Moscow winter.

Lin Zichen put his arm around her waist with a solemn expression. He stopped talking: "Lian Xia..."

She closed the window and looked back at him. He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and after a pause, he said in a deep voice: "I...I have to go back to my country first. "

"Well..." She didn't care, and was even a little lucky, "I can do it alone. ”

Lin Zichen was worried and repeatedly explained various matters. Even the phone number of the embassy was noted in her address book.

Compared with his cautiousness, Lian Xia was like a wild horse that had lost its reins. As soon as he left, she went to the nearest store and bought two bottles of vodka.

She rarely drank, but she was attracted to the taste of vodka. She had a special liking for it.

That year, when she was nineteen, she and Yulu came to Moscow for a vacation. She was salivating about vodka, so he poured a few drops into the glass and let her sip it with her lips. >

Drinking 38-degree vodka was like a fire burning in her chest. Her cheeks turned red, she stood on tiptoes and kissed him gently on the lips.

Holding her in his arms, he promised her to accompany her till the end of his life under the starry sky.

Now, only five years later, he broke his promise and left her with someone else for the rest of his life.

After a few glasses of wine, Lian Xia was in a daze. She pulled out her phone and pressed a series of numbers skillfully, over and over again, but his phone was always turned off! >At the end of the love, only an unwilling heart is still struggling.

Lian Xia raised her head, the light was dazzling. She closed her eyes, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She never knew that the world was like this. So big. There was no news about him, but she was nowhere to find him.

"Lian Xia...Lian Xia!" "Hazily, she heard someone calling her, with a gentle tone of doting and helplessness. She suddenly opened her eyes and responded enthusiastically: "Yulu! ”

The sun shone into the room through the curtains, illuminating the deserted room. Lian Xia leaned weakly against the bedside. She wished she could sleep in her dream forever.

She After staying in the room for two days, on the third day, I took my suitcase to the airport.

The smog in Beijing still hadn't cleared up. Lian Xia looked around in the lobby and saw Feifei arriving late. .

“Where is Lin Zichen? "She was a little surprised. He has never been a person who doesn't keep his word, but after thinking about it, he figured it out again. Yulu also said that he would stay with her until he grew old, so didn't he let go of her hand in the same way?

"What? Feifei smiled and teased her, "It's only been three days since we last said goodbye, and you can't wait to see me again." ”

Lian Xia was so weak that he was too lazy to make trouble with her.

She closed her eyes slightly and spoke for a long time: "Has he come back?"

Feifei's heart trembled. She rarely lied, and she never lied to her. She looked at her through the rear car mirror, feeling helpless and distressed, and persuaded: "Lian Xia, forget about him."

Lian Xia slowly opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Why? "Forget?"

During this period, she warned herself countless times to forget him, but how? She has no answer. When something gradually becomes an obsession, it becomes desperate.

Part 3

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Lian Xia followed the scent to the kitchen. Lin Zichen was wearing a pink apron. Seeing her coming, he urged softly: "Wash your hands quickly, it's time to eat."

" Oh." She responded slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

With six dishes and one soup, this meal is too grand for a family of only two people.

"How about it? Is it to your liking?" He was restless, like a player waiting for confirmation, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Not bad." She gave a thumbs up and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner, Lian Xia went to wash the dishes. The well-dressed young lady inevitably messes around when doing housework for the first time.

When Lin Zichen heard the sound and came over, Lian Xia was staring at the broken plate on the floor in a daze. He took her hand, checked it repeatedly, and asked urgently: "Is your hand hurt?"

"No." She responded in a low voice, subconsciously took her hand away from his, and said nervously Stand aside.

His meticulousness made her feel guilty. Maybe she shouldn't have dragged him into her dark world.

"Do you regret it?" She finally asked.

Lin Zichen turned off the faucet, turned around, stared at her, and asked unhurriedly: "Why do you regret it?"

"You know, I'm still in love with him." He knew everything about her, including her love for Yulu.

A year ago, on the way to Afghanistan, he met her. He carries a camera on his back and, like Yulu, speaks fluent French.

And her foreign language skills are extremely poor. Her broken English made it impossible to communicate with others, so the only person she could talk to along the way was him.

He doesn't talk much, but he is an excellent listener.

For the first time, she told others about her and Yulu’s story.

It was the winter vacation of 2011, and Lian Xia was waiting in the hospital with her cousin to give birth. She was bored, so she took out the math simulation and started to solve the problems.

"Choose B." A gentle and low voice sounded above the head.

Lian Xia raised her head and met a pair of deep eyes. He smiled at her and she blushed. The seventeen-year-old heart moved slightly.

A girl who has just begun to fall in love is like a newborn calf. With a hot heart and perseverance, she will never look back on the road to pursuing love.

Later, Yu Lu was chased with no way to escape, and he couldn't help teasing her: "Lian Xia, you don't know how to be ashamed."

She lowered her eyes and raised her hands. She grasped the shoulder strap of her backpack helplessly and defended in a low voice: "But I'm more afraid that you will be snatched away by others."

Compared with the girl's modesty, she was more afraid of losing him.

"Silly girl," Yu Lu gently scratched the bridge of her nose and discussed with her softly, "after your college entrance examination is over, let's talk about relationships again, okay?"

Happiness came so suddenly, Lian Xia couldn't wait to nod and agreed, for fear that he would regret it.

Time flies by. In a blink of an eye, the college entrance examination is coming to an end.

Yulu was wearing a white T-shirt and standing in the crowd holding an ice cream cone. He is 1.83 meters tall and has a natural sense of superiority that stands out from the crowd.

Lian Xia saw him from a distance. She trotted through the crowd, hanging on him like a koala.

"Stop making trouble, come down quickly! Everyone is watching." He looked shy, but carefully hugged her waist.

She fell in love with him at first sight, and he also wanted to have a long relationship with her.

Part 4

The elective major at Lianxia University is broadcasting and hosting.

Her school is only separated from the school on Yulu by a wall. Unfortunately, he spends most of his time practicing in the hospital. She was so idle that she didn't dare to disturb his work.

He is gentle and gentle, and rarely loses his temper. The only drawback is that he is too persistent in his work and is a typical workaholic.

It was also at this time that Lian Xia learned that there was another profession in the world - Doctors Without Borders. It's a fish road dream.

Lian Xia never told Yu Lu that she actually had a dream and wanted to grow old together with him.

She loves passionately and humbly.

In the second year after Yulu graduated from graduate school, he was named the best young doctor in the obstetrics department.

From intern to doctor, he is getting closer to his dream step by step. The day before he submitted his application for an overseas rescue project, Lian Xia hesitated on the other end of the phone for a long time and finally did not say anything to keep him.

Lin Zichen asked her: "Then why don't you keep him?"

She lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions in her eyes, and spoke after a long time: "I don't want to do it. His stumbling block. "He is the person she loves most, how can she bear to be his stumbling block and hinder him from pursuing his dreams?

Everyone calls Lian Xia stupid, but in fact, she just doesn’t want to make things difficult for the people she loves deeply.

The first stop was Pakistan. Lian Xia measured the distance between him and her on the map, one centimeter, two centimeters... No matter how she measured, there were thousands of mountains and rivers between him and her.

During the summer vacation, Lian Xia drove westward. She drove for two days, and finally the car had a flat tire in Ningxia. She stood on the top of the highest mountain and looked out at the rolling hills as far as the eye could see. The person she cared about the most was still out of reach.

Two days before the holiday was about to end, Yulu returned to his country.

Lian Xia was wearing a long red dress and holding a champagne-colored rose in her hand. She stood on tiptoes and looked eagerly outside the airport.

After a long journey, the moment I saw her, it was like a stranded fish being sent back to the ocean, and the long-lost heartbeat made the fish road feel like it was reborn. He quickened his pace, eager to hold her in his arms.

He became darker and thinner. But the whole person was still like a shining star, making her heartbeat and proud.

He held her tightly in his arms and said in a hoarse voice: "Lian Xia, I love you."

Like a drifting ship finally arriving at the harbor, Lian Xia turned his face Buried in Yulu's arms, feeling his heartbeat and body temperature. This long-lost happiness made her feel like a dream. She called his name over and over: "Yulu..."

He looked at her tenderly and responded every time.

He is really back, right beside her, within reach. But she still missed him.

There are not many classes in the senior year, and most of the students are preparing for internships. Lian Xia was completely aloof from the incident as she was busy planning her wedding. She is going to marry Yulu.

"Are you crazy? You are thinking about getting married before you graduate." Feifei looked horrified. She has known her for 20 years and is still startled by her occasional madness.

"So what?" Lian Xia disagreed.

Actually, she had selfish motives. Yulu lost his mother when he was young, and after his father remarried, he also lost contact with him. She wanted to build a home for him with love, so that no matter how far he traveled, he would always have a home to return to.

Part 5

On the day of graduation photos, Lian Xia wore a wedding dress.

Feifei flew back to Beijing from Shanghai specially to witness her happiest moment. However, all her plans were over before they even began.

Yulu left and was sent to Afghanistan.

Lian Xia chased him to the airport and didn't even manage to say goodbye to him properly.

Later, photos of her running barefoot through the airport wearing a wedding dress and high heels were posted online. When Lian's father found out, he was furious and called her relatives and friends to arrange a blind date for her that night.

She panicked, bought a plane ticket overnight, and flew to Afghanistan.

She inquired all the way, and later followed Lin Zichen and found the war correspondent who was stationed in Afghanistan at the time. Accompanied by him, she met Yulu in the makeshift ward. His white coat was stained with blood, and he was holding a newborn baby in his arms.

"Yulu." She called him softly, with a hint of crying in her trembling voice.

He was extremely tired and suspected that he was hallucinating. He handed the baby to the nurse next to him and turned around. This familiar figure made his eyes red.

"Lian Xia!" His voice trembled, trying hard to restrain his urge to hug her, "Why are you here?".

She threw herself into his arms and hugged his waist tightly. Before she could say what she missed, she only heard the sound of gunshots.

Bone-gnawing fear wrapped tightly around her like an invisible net, and her whole body trembled. He soothed her emotions with the utmost gentleness: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She hid in his arms and was in shock. This environment of brushing against death at any time made her uneasy. She grabbed the corner of his clothes, her voice trembled, and she almost begged: "Yulu, will you come home with me?"

He avoided her sight, suppressing the huge grief in his heart, and slowly She said: "Lian Xia, let's break up."

Like a cold bullet passing through her chest, a heartbreaking pain tore at her. She stared at him and asked bluntly: "Why?"

"Go back, you shouldn't stay here." He turned around and walked out indifferently, leaving her sobbing.

"Stop!" Lin Zichen, who was waiting aside, blocked the fish path and asked him sternly, "She is crying, didn't you see?"

"Get out of the way!" He roared angrily, his face so dark that water dripped from his face.

Lin Zichen was furious and felt that Lian Xia was not worth it. He punched Yu Lu in the face, Yu Lu's emotions were ignited, and he grabbed his collar tightly...

"Stop." Tears stained Lian Xia's carefully crafted words makeup. She opened her mouth, but three simple words took up all her strength: "You go."

In the afternoon in Afghanistan, the sun was just right, but her whole body was trembling, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Part 6

After returning to China, Lian Xia was ill for a month.

Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to be back in Afghanistan, back to that afternoon when he held her in his arms with great tenderness.

She still refused to admit that she had lost him.

Obviously she is only halfway through her youth, but she seems to have traveled a lifetime through mountains and rivers.

On her twenty-third birthday, the Lian family’s parents held a grand birthday party for her. In addition to familiar relatives and friends, there were many men present who were leaders in all walks of life.

She has always opposed her parents' interference in marriage matters. But since returning from Afghanistan, she has changed her attitude and acted like a good girl.

"You really want to go on a blind date?" Feifei looked in disbelief. The Lian Xia she knew would never compromise.

Lian Xia threw away her mobile phone and looked haggard: "Who will you spend your whole life with?"

Ni Xia, who has always valued love, said that he was so world-weary. What she said made Feifei startled: "Lian Xia, even if Yulu doesn't want you, you can't harm others."

"Let's see who is unlucky." She laughed at herself, but her heart was filled with tears. desolate.

There is a three-and-a-half-hour time difference between Beijing and Afghanistan. She waited from nine in the morning to nine in the evening, but she did not wait for any information about the fish road.

"Let's go!" Feifei dragged her out of the room, "Let's go drink."

Lian Xia wore a white short skirt. Although she didn't wear any makeup, she still looked good. But there are countless women wearing heavy makeup. Feifei often said that her beauty, although not breathtaking, is pleasing to the eye.

Men from all walks of life came over to greet her one after another, and she responded absently.

"This is good." Feifei whispered in Lian Xia's ear.

She raised her eyes and followed her line of sight. A man in a blue shirt was walking towards her. She was stunned for a moment and then said: "Lin...Lin Zichen?"

Life is really strange. As soon as they said goodbye to each other at the airport that day, the person she thought she would never see again came tonight prepared.

He held a bouquet of champagne-colored roses in his hand and said in a low voice: "Happy birthday!"

"What's going on?" Feifei looked like a gossip, about Lian Xia's beloved champagne-colored roses. Only a few of their close friends knew about it, but this strange man in front of them could actually do what they wanted.

Lian Xia shrugged. She had never told Lin Zichen that she liked champagne-colored roses. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

After a few glasses of wine, Lian Xia felt a little dazed. She jumped on the stage, grabbed the lead singer's microphone, and hummed a song "I Think of You" by Joker Xue in a drunken state.

"I think of you, I miss you. Life without you is wrong..."

Part 7

Different from Lian Xia's Sons and daughters love each other for a long time, but Lian's father acts vigorously and straightforwardly.

He threw the iPad to Lian Xia and said concisely: "Let's see which one you like?"

She was forced to have no way out, so she bit the bullet and pointed casually: "Him!"

The Lin family started out in a coal mine and are a typical nouveau riche. , but Lin Zichen was a breath of fresh air in the Lin family. He keeps a low profile and loves photography. The most important thing is that he has never had any gossip.

Lian Xia invited Lin Zichen to a hot pot restaurant. In the steaming heat, she ate to her heart's content without any hesitation.

Lin Zichen couldn't eat spicy food, so he almost spent the whole meal watching her eat. She doesn't like meat, but she eats all the vegetables on her plate.

After eating and drinking, Lian Xia went straight to the topic: "Aren't we suitable for each other?"

Lin Zichen strategized, taking his time and said in a deep voice: "I haven't tried it yet. , how do you know it’s inappropriate?”

“I have someone I like,” she responded calmly.

"I know." Four years ago, at the university's orientation party, she became famous overnight with Faye Wong's "Red Beans" and captured the hearts of many boys. Over the years, people who admired her came one after another, but she, weak in water, only loved Yulu.

He followed her for four years, but she never looked back.

"You know everything, why do you agree to a blind date?" Lian Xia was puzzled. The most important thing for a rich kid like him is women. There is no need for him to come to her to ask for trouble.

"Just think that I fell in love with you at first sight." He played with the water glass, seriously and affectionately.

"Don't..." His sudden seriousness made her panic, "I'm not as good as you think."

Zi Chen smiled and said nothing. He believed that as long as he was willing to wait, one day he would be able to keep the clouds clear.

The next day, Lian Xia changed her mobile phone number and ran to Shanghai using Feifei as an excuse. But he met Lin Zichen unexpectedly at the airport.

Fate is so delicate that people she once had no contact with now make her avoid them.

Suddenly, she jumped up from her seat excitedly, grabbed her suitcase and rushed out.

Lin Zichen was confused and hurriedly chased her and stopped her: "We're about to board the plane, where are you going?"

"He's back!" Lian Xia's eyes glowed , can’t wait.

Lin Zichen stood there in a daze. After four years of secret love, she has always been an unreachable dream for him.

Two hours later, Lian Xia met Yu Lu at the corner cafe. He was wearing a beige sweater and holding coffee in his hand. He was like a ray of sunshine in winter, making her want to get closer involuntarily.

Lian Xia nodded to the shopkeeper, pulled out a chair and sat down across the fish road. He was right in front of her, so close and yet so far.

"Would you like some coffee?" His voice was dull and cold.

Lian Xia shook her head, she was betting: "I'm on a blind date."

"Yes." His face was expressionless, but he consciously tightened the pressure on the cup wall. To relieve sudden pain in the heart.

Lian Xia refused to give up and finally made a single decision: "I will marry him."

He responded calmly: "As long as you like it."

She panicked, holding his hand tightly, and her voice suddenly tightened: "Yulu, can we really not go back?"

He took his hand away, his hands His lips were slightly parted, cold and cruel: "Lian Xia, forget me."

These few words were like a sharp sword thrust straight into Lian Xia's chest. She stared at him blankly. He was expressionless, like an outsider, watching her one-man show coldly. She had to admit that he didn't want her anymore.

When the curtain falls, the song ends and everyone disperses.

Part 8

When Lian Xia and Lin Zichen’s wedding date was set, Yulu flew to the Taliban.

She promoted it with great fanfare for a month in WeChat Moments and Weibo, and almost everyone in half of Beijing knew about it. But he, who was far away in a foreign country, had no response.

She was restless, as if she was pushed to the edge of a cliff, in a dilemma.

Lin Zichen often accompanies her. He didn't talk much, just like the faceless monster in "Spirited Away", he silently guarded her. She couldn't bear it and didn't want to use him or hurt him anymore.

After three rounds of drinking, her consciousness became blurred and she begged: "Feifei, please take me to escape from the marriage."

Feifei reached out and held her hand.

Their fingers were intertwined, just like many years ago when they were walking hand in hand on the street in school uniforms, and she responded gently: "Okay, let's go to Moscow to see the Arctic Circle."

"Yeah ." She nodded with a smile, but tears were shining in her eyes.

The Arctic Circle, he also said he would take her to the Arctic Circle.

But now, things have changed and people have changed. He and she have long been washed away at the end of the world.

The closer the wedding day came, the more anxious Lian Xia became. She began to suffer from insomnia and hair loss all night long. My mother took me to see a psychiatrist several times, but there was no improvement.

The doctor said she had a heart disease.

Feifei secretly took a photo of her and sent it to Yulu.

Having just come out of the delivery room, Yulu’s eyes turned red when he saw the photos on his phone before he had time to change his clothes. She lost weight and looked gaunt. For a moment, his heart seemed to be stabbed, and the pain came suddenly.

Love but cannot.

A few months ago, the day before he left for Afghanistan, Lian’s father went to find him, a man who was like a wolf and a tiger in the mall. The softest concern in my heart is my daughter's happiness. But he was the one who was denied.

He does not have a good family background, and he does not even have parents to rely on. The most important thing is that he cannot give her stable happiness.

No father wants his daughter to live in fear all day long.

So, his last love for her was to let go of her hand.

But now, watching her lose weight day by day, he regretted and blamed himself.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and Lian Xia was still not sleepy at all. She stared at her phone quietly, and the screen that suddenly lit up was like an aurora, making her jump, excited, and overwhelmed.

"Lian Xia, it's me." His voice was trembling.

She closed her eyes and listened to his breathing quietly for a long time before speaking: "I'm getting married."

She had been promoting it with great fanfare for nearly a month. How could he? Don't you know? He gently warned her: "Eat well, sleep well, and don't get sick."

She burst into tears. The most tragic thing in love is not what is not obtained, but what is lost.

One issue, one moment, if you miss it, it will be a lifetime.

Epilogue

On the way to the airport, Yu Lu encountered an armed conflict and the bus was hijacked.

In the chaos of war, he had brushed against death many times, but this time, he was in danger. He held the ticket in his hand tightly, eager to fly to her and tell her that he still missed her.

However, fate plays tricks on people.

When Yulu’s ashes and relics were sent back to China, Lian Xia and Lin Zichen had just arrived in Moscow. The friend called Lin Zichen. In panic, he chose to hide it from her. He wanted her alive and happy.

So, he united everyone to create an illusory world for her, where Yulu was still alive.

Half a year after their marriage, Lin Zichen opened a coffee shop and bookstore for Lian Xia. She is obsessed with comics, but has a whole bookshelf to store books about Doctors Without Borders.

Many times, Feifei almost blurted out but was stopped by Lin Zichen. It was the first time that such a gentle and elegant person asked someone so sternly: "Do you want to watch her die?"

Feifei was speechless and did not dare to mention it again.

Slowly, Lian Xia seemed to realize something. She has been to the hospital, to the community where she once rented a house in Yulu, and even looked through the international news in the past six months, but found nothing.

She often stares out of the glass window in a daze, reciting her favorite poem after he left:

"The fish sinks and the wild geese disappear on the road to the end of the world, and I finally believe in separation in the world." "Bitter."

She knew that she could no longer wait for him. Read some stories every day app Author: Ruan Xia | Reprinting is prohibited