Jun Hao had pushed her to the brink, forcing her to resign from her hard-won job and unable to return to her rented small room. She truly wanted to avoid Jun Hao and thought of returning to the hospital, believing he wouldn’t expect her to go there. She indeed needed medical attention. After a day of turmoil, the doctor only gave her a definitive answer in the evening. She didn’t know how she left the hospital or where to go.
A store on the street played Zhang Zhen Ying’s song “What We Promised”
We promised never to let go of each other’s hands But reality says love is not enough At the crossroads You go left, I go right We stubbornly never look back
An Ke stood at the doorway, unable to leave, listening to the familiar melody and wiping tears from her eyes. She remembered the day they ran away together, when he held her hand and said, “An Ke, my treasure, I’ll hold your hand until our hair turns white and our teeth fall out.” At that time, she felt content and happy, and for the first time, she acted coquettishly in front of him, jumping into his arms.
She said she was tired!
He immediately knelt down: “I’ll carry you home.”
An Ke blushed, saying there were so many people on the street. He responded that if he couldn’t carry her, he’d have to hold her.
An Ke looked around like a thief and slowly climbed onto his back. His back was broad and strong, and she felt safe leaning against it. Swaying all the way, An Ke had fallen asleep on his back by the time they reached home.
Standing in the rain, listening to the song and reminiscing, An Ke was approached by a passerby who asked if she was okay. An Ke didn’t respond, unsure if she even heard the question, wiping water droplets from her face and continuing to walk down the street. After walking for a long time, she found a public phone and dialed the number she had always wanted to call but couldn’t.
