Key points: Double clean party warning: In the previous life, they never separated until death. Rebirth point is Zi Yi. The other female lead is Qin Yuhuan. If you mind this, don't read.
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"Sister Jiang would be very happy if she knew you praised her medical skills so much, but I've been sleeping much better. I used to be scared at night."
She sat up again and straightened her messy collar. "I don't know what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid of the unknown, and I'm also afraid of hearing my phone ring, whether it's an incoming call or an app notification. I often dream of dragging my parents down a dark alley with no way out. They're so heavy, and I'm exhausted. I cry and beg them to go a little further. I'm so anxious that I wake up even more tired than before I fell asleep."
Over time, both the memory and the person become fuzzy. The things that were put away in the last second cannot be remembered the moment the next turn. It is also impossible to devote oneself to studying. The only thing that can be done is to do some brainless things to keep life busy.
"When you sleep with me, things get much better. I don't get scared when I hold you or hold your hand. It was like that before, but I've been taking medication lately and I don't feel scared anymore when I sleep. I feel much more relaxed. Or maybe... I've just let it go. It's great."
Qin Yuhuan took off her slippers and put her feet on the sofa. The soft sofa sagged in an area due to her movements. She rested her head on Ziyi's shoulder and said, "I will be fine. I look forward to every day with Xiaozi around."
"That's right," Ziyi pinched Qin Yuhuan's chin, "You are mine in this life, and I am yours. You have to spend it with me, otherwise I will be so pitiful and miserable."
Qin Yuhuan smiled and responded, "You are my surprise this year. I will spend my whole life cherishing this surprise."
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Ziyi had not yet sought to settle the score with Shu Baizhu regarding Shi Nianzhi's matter, but Shu Baizhu had gone to her first.
Ziyi looked at the haggard face of the man in the video, feeling both headache and helplessness. "What on earth do you want to do? Just let yourself go."
Why do I always get into trouble with myself?
"I just want everything to get back on track, Xiaozi."
Shu Baizhu's eyes were filled with longing and greed. Her fingertips traced Ziyi's eyebrows and eyes through the phone screen. At this moment, the scene of Ziyi covered with a white cloth reappeared in front of her eyes, making her unable to tell whether it was real or fake. She murmured softly, "You all told me to go back, Xiaozi, where should I go back to? I am Shu Baizhu..."
"Qin Yuhuan chose to leave on her own. It has nothing to do with you or me. She should go back to her own path. As long as all of us stay on the same path, you will come back too, right, Xiaozi?"
"Shu Baizhu, why do you know so much?" Ziyi frowned, "You know so much about Qin Yuhuan, but I never knew anything about it."
"Qin Yuhuan left behind a box of diaries." Shu Baizhu did not shy away from talking about it. "The year after she left, her friend found me on the set and wanted me to give the diaries to you."
At that time, Qiao Yuning begged her earnestly, saying that she didn't want her friend's ten-year secret love to be forgotten.
The dead are gone, she just wants her friend to leave without any regrets.
"I didn't give it to you." Shu Baizhu didn't know why she was thinking this. She put away Qin Yuhuan's belongings and would occasionally take them out to look at them. "But I go to pay my respects to her every year and place a bouquet of flowers in front of her tombstone. Her tomb is in the Jinjiao Cemetery on the outskirts of Jincheng."
It is the cheapest cemetery in Jincheng, and you can buy a shelter for more than 20,000 yuan.
"You never knew her, because that's just who you are, Xiaozi." Shu Baizhu seemed a little moved. "Your world is big, but also small."
When Ziyi likes someone, there is only that person left in her heart and eyes, and no one else can enter her world.
In the past, she was the only one who enjoyed this.
"What's written in the diary?" Ziyi didn't know that Qin Yuhuan had the habit of writing a diary. When she was around, Qin Yuhuan seemed to never write a diary.
"It's a lot. What I got was the part starting from high school, which was also very fragmented." But most of it was related to Ziyi.
More than 70% of all the diaries were written for fun, and a small part was about family matters and my parents. Later, the diaries became notepads, with some plans that seemed to be to be done. I would tick the boxes if I did them, and cross the boxes if I didn't.
"Go back, Shu Baizhu. It's impossible for us." Ziyi needed to use almost all her manners to maintain her patience with Shu Baizhu. If Shu Baizhu continued to make trouble, she was not sure whether she would vent her anger at Shu Baizhu.
"Why is it impossible?" Shu Baizhu was very anxious. "Xiaozi, you love me, and I love you too. We can start over. I don't care about my parents and brother anymore, and I don't care about what they think. Believe me, I will treat you well, and don't be angry with me."
The words "Don't be angry with me" made Ziyi feel dazed.
Shu Baizhu's eyes were filled with tears. Her haggard face was pale as if she had not had a good rest for a long time, and even her hair was messy. She remembered that when she was a teenager, Shu Baizhu walked a long way just to buy her a bowl of noodles.
She also remembered that Shu Baizhu and her family went out for a trip. Because her family was there, they had less contact, and she was a little unhappy.
When they came back, they found out that Shu Baizhu did not go to the tourist attractions with her family. She took several subways and buses and bought a bracelet she liked. She hid it in a jewelry box and sent it with a handwritten letter of apology.
"Why?" Anger welled up inside him. "Shu Baizhu, why did you destroy the last bit of our relationship?"
She just wanted to become alienated strangers with Shu Baizhu, but Shu Baizhu was forcing her to destroy the beautiful and hazy memories of her youth. Once the memories were painted with the cruelty of reality, it seemed as if a bottomless ravine was cracked invisibly.
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