Qiu Yang: “…”
The two fell silent and finished the meal quietly.
Sun Yichuang wiped his mouth and hands with a towel before speaking slowly.
"Qiu Yang, under those circumstances, you believed that it was better to forget each other than to live together. You chose to sacrifice yourself to help me, but you never asked me if I needed your help."
Qiu Yang: “…”
A sour feeling spreading from his chest rushed straight to his throat and then got blocked in his throat. His entire chest felt stuffy and painful.
Sun Yichuan said: "The past is the past. Now, we will meet again in the martial arts world. I think there is no need for us to force ourselves to forget each other."
"Ten years." Sun Yichuan emphasized, "You left, and my mother left. Life is only a few decades long. Who knows if we'll see each other again in the next decade?"
When Sun Yichuang first met Qiu Yang, he was only 22 years old, and now he is over 40.
Qiu Yang endured the sour taste in his nose and spoke with difficulty, "Why can't we meet? We will all be fine and live long lives!"
"Live a long life..." Sun Yichuan smiled, but there was bitterness in his smile. "If you don't live the life you want, living a long life will only add to your age."
"What kind of life do you want?" Qiu Yang asked.
"Yeah!" Sun Yichuan said, "The life I want should be one where I can put aside worldly affairs and constraints and do what I want. I want to climb mountains, play football, ski, and be with the people I want."
Qiu Yang burst into tears instantly.
Climbing mountains, skiing, and playing football, those are their happiest times.
On many midnight nights, Qiu Yang lay alone in bed, looking at the dark night, with these fleeting images in his mind.
These memories are the only light in his bleak life, and he also wants such a life.
He fought back and held back his tears, "When you can unload these burdens, I will live this kind of life with you!"
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