A sea-blue figure gradually became one with the sea under the setting sun.
The sky-blue scarf fluttered in the wind, expressing the relief on the woman's face.
There was no clamor on the beach in her world, and her heart returned to the sea.
"Take me with you.
Leave everything on the shore!"The last smile froze by the hand of an unknown man.
He looked like he was in a hurry, and his broad chest was violently moving up and down.
"Miss, are you crazy?"The incoming wave shattered his voice, ignoring the man who had suddenly charged into his own world.
He gently flung away his imprisoned arm, as if everything was just an illusion.The man once again grabbed her arm, "Miss!
Although I don't know what happened to you, I just want to tell you that dying in this world is the easiest thing to do.
If you live, there will be ten thousand kinds of possibilities for your life.
However, if you die, you will take away these ten thousand possibilities.
It's not only you, but also your family.
This is too unfair to them."..."The woman turned her head indifferently, and her soul seemed to have been drained.
"Ten thousand possibilities?
People like me don't even have one possibility.
I betrayed my beloved parents for him; for him, I buried my youth with my own hands.
Seven years, we were together.
I could have been a beautiful bride today, and I would have taken my father's hand and walked step by step toward him on the red carpet.But now, there is nothing.
My family, my youth, my love.
Is there 10,000 possible for me to be like this?From her thin face, he could not see any sadness.
Her tone was still so faint and indifferent.
Her eyes, which had lost their spirits, could not see any focus.
It was as if she was telling a story of a stranger.
However, the arm that he was holding trembled slightly.."I don't think I need to tell you that blood is thicker than water!
You love them deeply, and they must love you deeply.
Even without love, you still have family and love, don't you?""Friendship?
Hmph, hmph!
It's used to bury love.
Family affection?
Even if they can forgive me, I can't forgive myself.
Sir, please let me go!"The moment his eyes met, he seemed to see the withered heart.
When he was 13 years old, he personally watched his mother die in front of him.
His eyes were the same, calm, but the same sign of death.

He had spent 15 years in pain and regret.
This time, he would never let a young life die in front of his eyes.Ignoring her struggles, she held onto her tightly with both hands and walked towards the shore step by step.Tears fell in the wind, "Let go of me!
Let go of me!
Let me be free!
I don't want to see myself like this again, don't look at my parents' heartbroken eyes again, let go!"The hand that was beating him gently slid down and fell into his arms like a butterfly with its wings folded.
The last drop of tears condensed in the corners of his eyes and dripped into his palm.In the white room surrounded by fresh flowers, a man was standing by a strange woman's bedside.
The woman was in a deep sleep, and her two curls of smoked brows were slightly furrowed from time to time.
The uneasiness on her face seemed to be telling her the blood-drained heart.His slightly opened eyes inexplicably examined the little wooden house.
His eyes focused on the man beside the bed, and an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart.
"In the end, you still saved me!"He turned to the side and carefully picked up the bowl of ginger soup that had just been cooked.
"I didn't save you.
It was a heart that had been dyed black by pain and despair.
If you still want to give up on yourself, I won't stop you this time because I know that the heart has already scabbed.
The only person who betrayed it was its owner."..."The spoon filled with ginger soup was delivered to the woman's mouth.
"Why?
Why did you save me?""Because of my mother.
When I was 13 years old, I saw her die in front of me with my own eyes.
My father was a scoundrel who gambled on the streets all day.
Finally, one day, he angered his gang brothers and ended up being beaten to death on the streets.
My mother took me alone and had to do several good jobs every day.
One day, she took me to the mountain to play.
I still remembered the smile on her face at that time.
'Xiaohao!
When I grow up, I must be a man who stands tall above the sky.
My mother will always be by your side!' This was the last thing she said to me.I really wanted to tell her, 'Mom!
When Xiao Hao grows up, he mustn't let her work so hard anymore' but she didn't hear what he said and jumped down the cliff."..."Under the sunlight, his eyes glistened with tears.
She finally understood.
At that moment, when she lost consciousness and fell into his arms, from his eyes, she saw a trace of inexplicable sadness.
Was it because she missed her mother?
Or was it because she couldn't look back at the past?That year, the purple hyacinth in front of the house shyly lowered its head under the sunlight, as if it was whispering to its sad flowery words, "I'm sorry, forgive me!" A few petals floated into the small window with the wind, and into the hearts of the two strangers.On that day, he, An Jinghao, had saved a woman whose heart had already withered.
Li Bingqian had also set up a love camp.
However, just like the purple hyacinth that was filled with faint sadness, their love for each other ended up with a soft 'Sorry' sentence.But, did you know?
There was another flowery phrase in the purple wind, 'Forget about sadness, let love come back to life at this moment.'