Chapter 221 The most unretainable thing in the world, the beauty leaves the mirror, the flowers leave the tree
When Li Xianyu performed at the concert.

There was an uproar at the scene.

All the audience realized that something was wrong.

The disappearance of Song Ran, the urgency of the concert, or the turmoil on the Internet, all made people realize that something was wrong.

But no one dared to guess.

In other words, I don't want to believe this.

After all, Li Xianyu and Song Ran are both top stars.

Any unexpected event will have a comprehensive impact on the music industry.
No one noticed that in the VIP front row, a little girl was crying while holding her cell phone.

Li Xianyu was on the stage, playing the guitar softly.

Bring some sound to the silent world.

Li Xianyu clearly remembered what Song Ran said.

She doesn't like it to be too quiet, nor does she like it to be too noisy. Occasional sounds, such as piano music or harmonica, can bring peace to her heart.

Li Xianyu took a deep breath.

Looking into the distance, his eyes flickering.

Continue to talk about your past.

In everyone's opinion, tearing open one's own scars nakedly is not a good choice for Li Xianyu's future career.

"The boss always thinks that I am still that kid who knows nothing and doesn't even know what cats can eat."

“But I also know a lot of things.”

"My boss thinks that not knowing anything is good for me. For so many years, he has been loving me silently in the shadows all over the world."

"Actually, boss, you look really cowardly when you don't have the courage."

Li Xianyu said with a smile.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

This is abnormal, how could I not know it?

My sister loved me silently at a time when no one knew about it.

Li Xianyu also wants to announce to the whole world that there is a silly girl who likes him silently, and he will respond with the most passionate love.

"I know you've been paying attention."

"Sister, you are the rose that I show off to everyone I meet. Your love has trapped me who is stubborn and unrepentant. But we should meet as we agreed."

As he spoke, he turned on his phone and sent a video message to Song Ran.

The call was quickly connected. On the other end of the line was a pale woman, yet still as gentle as the moonlight. The marks of illness left on her face could not be erased.

Just like the struggle of more than ten years.

Song Ran felt a little helpless and rubbed her aching eyebrows.

"I really can't do anything about you. You're usually so easy to fool. How come I can't fool you this time?"

"Maybe. Normally I'm willing to let you lie."

"Don't cry. I'm not with you this time. Don't rub your snot on my white dress."

Song Ran spoke softly.

I really want to rub Li Xianyu's head through the screen.

But no, life is always full of helplessness.

We hugged each other tightly, but life pulled us apart.

Any regrets?
It’s okay, we have felt each other’s body temperature and hugged each other tightly in the cold, so it’s not a pity.

It was originally expected that one day, Li Xianyu would suddenly discover it and then find a young assistant working in a company.

Finally, he smiled with relief at his own grave.

But unexpectedly, plans cannot keep up with changes.

"Xianyu, I really want to marry you..."

"Sister, if I have a choice, I will still love you next time."

"My heart is like a deer when I dream of the mountains and clouds, but it is in vain to envy the fish by the abyss."

Song Ran spoke softly and slowly.

Song Ran showed Li Xianyu the small bracelet that was no longer frizzy and was very round, and then she closed her eyes.

Li Xianyu also sang her last song for the concert and Song Ran.

The last thing a person loses after death is hearing.

Li Xianyu didn't want Song Ran to slowly sink into the darkness, nor did he want Song Ran to listen to his crying.

He hoped that every step Song Ran took in the future would be as warm as before.

It's like traveling around the world to love you, even when there is no one around.

The last song is.

"haven't seen you for a long time".

It is about Li Xianyu and also about Song Ran.

“I came to your city.”

"Go the way you came."

“Imagine a life without me.”

"How lonely you are."

"Take the photo you gave me."

"That familiar street."

“It’s just that you’re missing from the picture.”

“We can’t go back to that day.”

"Will you suddenly appear?"

“In the coffee shop on the corner…”

……

Later, the song ended.

Looking at Song Ran, she was smiling but tears were rolling down her eyes.

That day, wb was paralyzed and the screen was filled with the story of Li Xianyu and his girlfriend.

Li Xianyu announced her retirement from the entertainment industry.

Every once in a while, there will be a new song that sounds like a mourning song, which will paint the entire entertainment industry in a gray color.

In the entertainment industry, both top stars have disappeared from the public eye.

According to reports, Li Xianyu is hiding in a villa where Song Ran lived before her death, and has planted all kinds of flowers in the backyard.

What can be smelled even from several streets away is the love between Li Xianyu and her lover.

And Li Xianyu, in this castle where only Song Ran is.

He should have lived out his life alone, but he was always tied to Song Ran's shadow. Seemingly aware of this, President Song Ran took action.

Plan B was activated.

Lots of notes appeared.

There are so many letters in the mailbox.

You will see in front of the refrigerator, written in light and lively handwriting, saying it is time to eat, otherwise you will not grow taller.

You will see it next to the TV on the sofa. You should watch TV from a distance, otherwise you will become nearsighted.

Occasionally, it is a note of plan found in the shoe cabinet, and I go to under the pillow, and under the pillow is a watch with a kiss mark on it, and the note says, I left a kiss here.

These things support Li Xianyu to continue living.

once in a while.

Li Xianyu would pick out the biggest and best sunflower, along with some other flowers and small gifts, and bring them to Song Ran's grave.

In the photo of Song Ran, she still smiles gently.

There are lots of roses planted in front of the grave.

In front of the grave, Li Xianyu kept chattering about interesting things.

And Song Ran, still with a smile on her face, listened quietly to Li Xianyu's words, as if she were alive.

It seems like this is the most interesting thing in the world.

He opened his phone and sent a message to his assistant.

"This time, we still choose not to take you with us."

"But please give me all of your sister's things."

"You don't have to act like a sister anymore. Just send me a message. Do you know what "Dong Shi Xiou Pin" means?"

The young assistant on the opposite side was obviously angry.

"You've been away for so long, and you still came up with this word."

Li Xianyu shook his head and smiled gently. He replied.
"Thank you."

He patted Song Ran's tombstone and couldn't help but tilt his head.

"Sister, I miss you a little."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the cage.

Love is restraint, it is a cage, it traps oneself tightly inside.

Why not choose to take me with you.

one year later.

Song Ran’s death anniversary.

The two of them appeared on wb's hot search terms again.

Li Xianyu sang the song "Long Time No See" again.

wb caption.

"This villa is very small. It's so small that I found all the little surprises you prepared for me in such a short time."

"This villa is so big that I feel like you are everywhere, but you are nowhere."

"Last time we were playing go-karts, you lost the bet and owed me a request. I made a note of this. I learned it from you. It's in the memo."

"I miss you so much."

In the final time.

Li Xianyu put down his phone.

Lying in Song Ran's room, which was originally filled with his own things, but now, it is full of Song Ran's things.

That fluffy toy cat, the hairpins I often use, the hairpins I use to style my hair...

He reached out and tightly grasped the kitten bracelet that tightly entangled the two of them.

Li Xianyu suddenly laughed.

Suddenly he heard the sound of rain.

In the rain, Song Ran, wearing a black dress and holding an umbrella, walked in front of him and rubbed his head with her hand.

"You've lost weight again. You haven't been eating well, right?"

"Would you like to eat something later? I'll make it for you."

"Or maybe I'll take you out to have some fun and relax?"

under the moonlight.

Song Ran has never been so gentle.

I see through Song Ran. She is gentle and should be loved by the whole world, but she passes by the whole world to love herself.

No matter how many times I see Song Ran.

They would all be amazed by Song Ran, who was more beautiful than any girl they had ever seen.

"Leave me, and you'll still drink all the time."

"Yeah, take you with me?"

Li Xianyu looked at Jiang Tengcheng next to him.

"You can be the bartender."

"A tequila sunset and a juice."

Song Ran next to him was a little dissatisfied and knocked Li Xianyu on the head.

"Xianyu, I'm almost thirty years old, don't you know that?"

"and then?"

"I can help myself to some juice."

Li Xianyu couldn't help laughing.

"Then you're great. You're already thirty years old, so are you ready to marry me?"

"It has been prepared for a long time."

Song Ran leaned forward and blinked gently.

"You may not know, but there is a dark room in my room. It is decorated according to your preferences when you were a child. Inside, there is a wedding dress that I have liked for a long time but have never worn."

"But you are quite loyal. After all these years, you still like Ultraman."

Li Xianyu shrugged helplessly.

"How can you be sure, I don't know?"

"Otherwise, why would I wear the suit you bought for me to meet you? Does it look good?"

Hearing this, Song Ran's eyes lit up.

She reached out to her neck, took off the necklace, and handed it to Li Xianyu with a girl's hopeful look in her eyes.

"So, Salty Fish, are you willing to marry me?"

"you are my best friend."

Li Xianyu laughed and stared at Song Ran.

"But if it's my wife, there's nothing more romantic than that."

"So, sister, are you willing to marry me?"

"No matter... um, I forgot the words... I'm trying to recite them now, and my head is full of love words, isn't that a bad thing?"

Song Ran said with a smile on her lips.

"Of course, I do."

"Wait a minute..."

"You always like to do things that ruin the atmosphere."

Song Ran was helpless, but didn't say anything.

Li Xianyu blinked and said, "I don't know yet, sister, what kind of man do you like? Like light? I don't have a transformation device prepared."

Song Ran touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"If it's something I like, a billionaire will do, but if I don't like it, a multimillionaire won't do."

"I didn't realize that you are so rich, sister, and you are still materialistic."

Li Xianyu shook his head helplessly.

"So, what if it was me?"

"If it were you, just having something to eat would be enough."

Looking at Li Xianyu's silence.

Song Ran said with some caution.

"Well, I eat very little, and I can eat even less."

...

One year after Song Ran’s death.

Li Xianyu died of depression in a room full of memories of the two of them.

No one knows what Li Xianyu saw.

But she was dressed neatly, as if she was going to a date. She was holding a wedding dress in her arms, and tightly holding in her hand was Song Ran's favorite cheap bracelet.

The story of these two people on wb has dominated the charts for a long time.

I always thought suicide for love was an ancient rumor.

Hundreds of thousands of fans sang "Long Time No See" at the same time.

Yu Gan’s WeChat account also posted his last Weibo post.

"Look, the rain is coming."

A child's tender voice began to sing.

"Will you suddenly appear?"

“In the coffee shop on the corner.”

"I will greet you with a smile and a wave."

"Sit and chat with you."

　We always like to define love.

　　It is a debt, it is tolerance, it is the downfall of free will.

　　It is long-term companionship, it is holding hands, it is the warmth of a tight embrace.

　　But love has no definition and cannot be defined.

　　I remember the warmth of our tight embrace, and that's enough.

　　I still hope that all lovers in the world will eventually get married.

　　(I still don’t have a knife for you guys)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)