The yellow antelope needs an open space, the sky needs color, and you need me.
- Gu Cheng
Lu Yichen, Shen Nanshuang, and the bride and groom all answered the first question correctly.
The second question began, and the host continued to ask,""Excuse me, what's a girl's favorite fruit?”
Lu Yichen wrote the word " strawberry " without hesitation and turned the board over. Unexpectedly, the host's cold voice immediately sounded,""It's a pity that Mr. Lu and Miss Shen's answers to this question are different. It seems that Mr. Lu needs to pay more attention to Miss Shen's eating habits.”
Lu Yichen turned his head in surprise and saw that Shen Nanshuang's words were not " strawberries ", but his favorite mangoes.
Lu Yichen's gaze slowly shifted to Shen Nanshuang's face and met her clear eyes. However, Shen Nanshuang looked away for only a second.
The third question was,"What is a girl's favorite hobby?"”
Lu Yichen waved his hand and wrote down Shen Nanshuang's favorite music.
But in the end, the answer was still wrong. The answer that Shen Nanshuang wrote was not listening to music, but drawing.
Shen Nanshuang did not know how to draw in the past. She had secretly learned how to draw from Lu Yichen.
In her current painting, there were countless times they spent together, countless places they had walked together, and countless buildings they had seen together.
Shen Nanshuang and Lu Yichen did not answer the questions correctly.
The last question was," May I ask what flowers girls like the most?”
This time, Shen Nanshuang and Lu Yichen got it right-Chinese bellflower.
Shen Nanshuang loved the Chinese bellflower the most, because its words were very simple-eternal love.
"Alright, the game is over. The tacit understanding between the two guests doesn't seem to be very high. It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement.”The host teased.
Shen Nanshuang smiled. Lu Yichen was not wrong, but the habits and hobbies he wrote down belonged to the Shen Nanshuang of the past.
The current Shen Nanshuang was no longer the same as before. She was deeply immersed in her past memories, and she had even turned herself into Lu Yichen.
Hence, her hobby was no longer her own, but Lu Yichen's.
Her eating habits were not her own, but Lu Yichen's.
Shen Nanshuang had abandoned everything she loved and loved.
'I'll only leave the person I love the most in my heart. Since you're no longer by my side, I'll live like you...'
Just as Shen Nanshuang was about to walk off the stage, another shout came from below,"Host, host, we tried so hard but couldn't get the bouquet, but this lady accidentally received it. She's so lucky. No matter what, we should let her act in a show to make up for our broken hearts, right?”
A particularly lively girl in the crowd jumped up and said.
The host smiled." There's no point in telling me that. This is something that the girl has to be willing to do."”
She looked at Shen Nanshuang. Shen Nanshuang's gaze swept across the crowd and finally landed on Lu Yichen, who had already left the stage.
His gaze gradually became determined. For the first time in three years, he had the courage to stand in the middle of the crowd and do one thing.
She nodded at the emcee.”
" Wow! Everyone, give us a round of applause!" The crowd burst into cheers.
The bride seemed to be a playful girl. She ran to the center of the stage and said,"I'll dance for you."
Those young men were chattering and looking at Shen Nanshuang with anticipation.
It was as if the feelings that had been accumulated over time and her experience attracted these young men and women who might not know love yet.
Shen Nanshuang held the microphone and took a deep breath.“
Since you left,
From then on I lost my gentleness,
Waiting on the snowy mountain road,
Listen to the cold wind still whistling,
I can't see the end of it,
The wind cuts my face like a knife,
I can't wait until the western sea sky is blue,
The vast plateau is silent,
Remember you promised me,
Won't let me lose you
But you follow the birds to the south so far,
Love is like a kite with a broken string,
I can't hold on to your promise,
I'm waiting hard,
The warm spring on the snowy peak,
Waiting for the lonely wild goose to return after the melting of the plateau's ice and snow,
Love is hard to continue,
We can't go back to our past…"
As soon as Shen Nanshuang spoke, everyone fell silent.
Her voice was very soft and pleasant to listen to. There was no accompaniment, but it was very emotional. It immediately brought people into the situation of the lyrics.
You could almost see a beautiful girl standing on the peak of the snow, waiting for her most beloved person.
It made people feel sorry for this girl who had waited endlessly and wanted to cry.
Even the bride, who was so happy that she wanted to dance for her, didn't know how to dance. She retreated to the side and looked at Shen Nanshuang silently.
It was as if what she was singing was not a song but her own story.
Shen Nanshuang's eyes were red, and even her voice was choked up, but she continued to sing.
Her gaze fell on Lu Yichen. Every sentence of this song was from her heart.
She was the main character in the lyrics, hopelessly guarding the love of the past, standing where she was and waiting hopelessly.
"Love is hard to continue, and we can't go back to our past.”After the last line of the song, tears flowed down Shen Nanshuang's cheeks.
Under everyone's gaze, Shen Nanshuang passed the microphone to the emcee and slowly walked off the stage. Then, she walked out of the crowd…
Lu Yichen's eyes were fixed on Shen Nanshuang. When the host talked about the wedding hall, he could not help but imagine his favorite girl wearing a pure white wedding dress.
However, at this moment, the beautiful wedding scene and the happy and sweet scene that she had imagined in her mind were all gone because of this song.
"Love can no longer continue, and we can't return to our past.”She sang so seriously.
Was she telling herself that everything had changed and that they could not return to the past?
How could that be? They clearly loved each other so much. Why couldn't they start over?
Shen Nanshuang walked slowly from the stage to Lu Yichen and walked past him.
The sea breeze blew her skirt up, as if
Lu Yichen quickly reached out and grabbed her.""We can go back to the past."
Shen Nanshuang slowly turned her head, her cheeks still stained with tears.
She could clearly feel that Lu Yichen's palm was sweating as he held her wrist…#Insight Review Passed: Daguan Time:122120183:45AM
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