Beauty across the cloud

Xiang Mengzhou explained to her that she disappeared before and went abroad for medical treatment.

He said in an extremely relaxed tone, although he had been treated for a year, he still had to die in the end!What a waste of his time.You know, wasting this year will save you calling "Little Beauty" a lot.

Luo Miao raised her chin, raised her head, and stared at him blankly. She frowned in confusion, "Is it really going to die?"

"Really, I assure you."

People will always die, Luo Miao understands this.And some people just leave at the best time of life. Although Luo Miao didn't see it with her own eyes, she always heard about it.None of this is a big deal, and nothing to be surprised about.It's just that the person in front of her has a casual and relaxed attitude towards death, which made her dare not confirm it.He talks about death like he talks about the next place to travel.

Xiang Mengzhou also thought that she thought she was lying, that she was worried that she would not get the inheritance she promised in the end.

"It's going to die, I promise you," he said.

Luo Miao hadn't been taken seriously for a long time, and this was the first time someone promised her something, but it was a promise of death.

Since Luo Miao is not yet 20 years old and Xiang Mengzhou has a Hong Kong passport, he finally decided to register in Hong Kong.The whole process is barely smooth, but there are still twists and turns.For example, Xiang's family didn't really approve of this marriage. The difference between the family status was secondary. The main reason was that they believed in Feng Shui and thought that Luo Miao was a face with bad fortune and short life.But in the end, he didn't stop him too much, just because Xiang Mengzhou liked it.

If he likes it, let him go.

Who told him to die soon.

On the way to the registration office, Xiang Mengzhou took her on a double-decker bus, and the salty sea breeze blew over her face, blowing her hair loose.She heard someone beside her say: "Look, dying soon has this benefit, you can do whatever you want." He then helped her tie her hair behind her ears.The sun was shining brightly and the wind was breezy. He smiled under the sun.

At the registry office, after signing the marriage contract, witnesses take pictures of them.

"Why don't you laugh?" The witness asked, noticing Luo Miao's stiffness and unnaturalness.

Xiang Mengzhou gently shook her hand, then gently opened her fingers, and stuffed his own fingers into it.He smiled at the witness. "He's so nervous."

Luo Miao lowered her head and could see the two hands tightly clenched together, like two people who will never part are embracing at this moment.She looked up and smiled at the camera.

After coming out of the registration office, it was getting dark, and Xiang Mengzhou tried to drag her to the beach to watch the sea again.She hadn't removed her make-up, her clothes hadn't been changed, and she wasn't acclimatized. She didn't want to make any more troubles, but she went anyway.

Because Luo Miao thought, he was about to die.

She was startled to realize that she had begun to pamper him as she did to her family.When she thought of the word death, her heart suddenly turned into a bag with a hole in it, no matter what emotions were poured into it, nothing would be left in the end.At this moment, she suddenly realized what kind of "death" is: grief and pain are only temporary, death is nothing, it is nothing, it is empty.

The sea surface under the night is actually not very attractive. At dawn, the white waves and the blue waves undulating like silk and satin are all gone. As far as the eyes can see, there is a black hole, only a round of moonlight, jade-colored, thin and transparent.It has been here for a long time, Luo Miao and Xiang Mengzhou, but the two are as immature as newborns.Sitting side by side on the beach, they listened to the sound of the waves from far to near, like some kind of unknown singing.

The atmosphere was not solemn, because Xiang Mengzhou was telling jokes non-stop, and Luo Miao was a little annoyed when talking about it, but he was still not tired and continued to tease her.Luo Miao was inexplicably annoyed, she made a gesture to hit him, and when he got up to run, she really caught up with her skirt.The white high-heeled shoes were buried under which piece of sand, so she chased him with bare feet, one deep and the other shallow.Xiang Mengzhou really didn't look like a patient when he started exercising, even if he just walked, he would be far away from her in a while.Luo Miao stopped chasing her. The sea water flowed over her feet at high tide, and receded after a while. From time to time, there were whistles in the distance, like whistles.

She looked anxiously into the distance, then looked at her feet, finally raised her head, and said to the person who also stopped in front: "Can you not die?"

"What did you say?"

"I said," Luo Miao suspected that he was teasing her again, so she couldn't hear clearly. At that time, she didn't know that brain cancer would change her hearing, so she said loudly with resentment, "You don't want to die, can you?"

"Okay," Xiang Mengzhou put his hands in his pockets, turned to her and said, "If you like me—"

"If I fell in love with you—?"

"—Then I can consider not dying."

Luo Miao didn't think about the bigger loophole in this sentence, but grabbed the first half of the sentence and said, "I won't like you unless there are flowers in the desert!"

Xiang Mengzhou came to the spirit, "there are flowers in the desert."

"You lied to me," Luo Miao thought for a while, and said, "The cactus kind doesn't count."

She knew that cacti would also bloom, and she was even a little proud at that moment.

【10 He really likes you】

After coming to Luo Yiyun's former residence, Luo Miao actually regretted seeing that thin door with poor sound insulation again.

Luo Yiyun lived in the hospital for the last few years of her life, and no one came here for a long time, and there was a thick layer of dust everywhere, she suddenly came here to disturb her, and her eyes were filled with dust.

Apart from being old and dusty, the inside of the house can actually be called clean and tidy. There are no unnecessary things, and everything is neatly arranged.She held her nose and opened the curtains, and the long-lost sunshine came here again.The light was as clear as water, and when she turned around, dust danced lightly in mid-air like memories from the past.

She tidied it up lightly - that's what she said, but in fact she just dug out the things that Luo Yiyun packed in the cabinet before his death, as if making a mess.Looking at the old things in her hands, she had to admit that if he hadn't been sick, he would have been a very good young man, able to write, draw, speak and sing, and she would never see such a person again in the future.

Luo Miao found an unfinished sketch, which was sandwiched between the drawing boards. The technique was skillful and the outline was vivid. The only regret was that the drawing was not finished.

This is not the first time Luo Miao has seen this sketch.A few years ago, when she went to inform Luo Yiyun of her and Xiang Mengzhou's marriage, at that time he was immersed in this piece of paper.At that time Luo Miao walked up, wanting to ask him to take a few minutes to congratulate his sister.Unexpectedly, before she could say a few words, he was hastily interrupted by him: "Wait until I finish drawing." He was always gentle, and he rarely spoke to Luo Miao so bluntly.But when he picked up the pen again, he seemed less interested, and hastily added a few more strokes. His hand slowly hung down, and he let out a breath as if he had finally unloaded some heavy object: "Forget it, tell me."

Luo Miao briefly stated the fact that she was about to marry Xiang Mengzhou.

Luo Yiyun didn't look surprised, he nodded, "Actually, I've already seen it, he really likes you."

At that time, Luo Miao, who was standing in front of him, wanted to ask another thing.That day when she fled the studio after being harassed, her first reaction was to find Luo Yiyun, but what did she hear at the door?

She heard Luo Yiyun's voice coming from inside the house.He told his mother inside that he didn't need to worry too much about their family's lack of money, because there was still Luo Miao.Mr. Luo's several plans to make a boy failed, and it is unlikely that the Luo family will have any other children. Luo Miao will be the sole heir of that huge fortune.And giving the money to Luo Miao was no different from giving it to him directly.

He talked about her like this to others, including her first and last name.

After a pause, Luo Yiyun seemed to be saying to herself: "Otherwise, why should I be nice to her?"

However, at that time, Luo Miao was thinking about the words "huge amount". She thought that Luo Yiyun must have misunderstood "huge". In front of the Xiang family, what is the property of the Luo family?Would Luo Yiyun know that even she needs to be "slavish" in front of Xiang Mengzhou?

She suddenly realized that Mr. Luo's flattering attitude towards Xiang's family was very similar to Luo Yiyun's attitude towards her. Although he didn't like it, he still wanted to win over her, and only waited for the opportunity to replace him.It turns out that a long time ago, Luo Yiyun, she, Xiang Mengzhou, the three of them had already formed a heavy chain from top to bottom. They were imprisoned in their own positions and could not move half a bit. They could only look up. look up.

Then Xiang Mengzhou, he doesn't seem to be worried, nor has he experienced wind and rain, who will he look up to, will he have such a miserable heart?

She ended up not knocking on that door.She left, and then lost her way, at the intersection of going home, she saw Xiang Mengzhou.He was drenched in the rain and looked very embarrassed, but his eyes were bright. He was wrestling with a lighter, trying to light a cigarette.

When Luo Miao saw this situation, she wanted to cry inexplicably: How could there be such a person?Why on earth would he light a cigarette in the rain?

She was grateful for the rain that day, and Xiang Mengzhou didn't notice her tears.Or maybe it's just not broken.

Luo Miao, who came to announce the marriage news, finally did not mention the rain that day or her visit and eavesdropping that day, but just walked away without saying a word as before.

And the sketch that was abandoned halfway at that time finally fell into the hands of her today.Luo Miao carefully observed the strokes on it. It turned out that after she turned and left, Luo Yiyun did not draw another stroke.

She sat in a corner of the room, kept company with the dust, and continued to trek along the clues of memories.

She still remembers that before she and Xiang Mengzhou got married, she wanted to tell Zeng Li about the marriage, but Zeng Li was busy dating different people at that time, so she didn't see anyone all day long, and she didn't see her until a few months after marriage one side.After Zeng Li finally found out, she seemed "surprised but not surprised".

She said for a while, "I found out that there is something wrong with you two", and then said, "Didn't I tell you all about it, the one who likes that surname Xiang has no future, why are you so obsessed with it?"

Luo Miao asked her if she knew about Xiang Mengzhou's illness a long time ago.

She also lit a cigarette, and the smoke spiraled upwards, and the face behind the smoke became hazy: "Our group of friends who often play together, all met Xiang Mengzhou from different places, and then pulled him to accompany him Just kidding, Yi Yun is also his friend. He is too lonely, I knew from the very beginning that he won't live for too long."

She told the truth without hesitation: "But I found out later that Yi Yun is his friend from where he met."

"from where?"

"A sick club."

"what?"

Zeng Li pinched the cigarette and crushed the sparks in a bottle cap, "They have the same disease, otherwise I wouldn't treat Yi Yun..." She didn't continue.

At that moment, Luo Miao felt that everything around her was too crazy. She couldn't believe it, and felt almost suffocated for a moment.She repeatedly confirmed with Zeng Li several times, but all she got was the answer "Well, that means Yi Yun won't live long".

And after this unbelievable emotion, she felt angry, and she even asked Zeng Li a little funny, if their so-called friends were suffering from some kind of disease, and if she herself had any disease that she didn't mention ?

Zeng Li was not angry or unhappy at such an impolite question, her expression was very flat, even with exquisite makeup, it was like changing from a thick oil painting to an ink painting in an instant, almost freehand and unpredictable.

She said, "I have it. Does it matter if I have rhinitis?"

"...Are you kidding me?" Luo Miao looked at the woman and felt that she was playing tricks on her.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Li nodded and admitted: "Well, I was teasing you. I have always been healthy, so I always knew that one day, we would break up."