“Catalpa flowers take a hundred years to bloom. You’ve only been at it for a year; it’s already a miracle to have a shoot!” A deep voice with gentleness seemed to ease my intense headache. But I still couldn’t recognize the blurry figure before me, though the familiar aura gave me a strong sense of security.
Wei, do you know?
I’ve been waiting for you for so long, but a month has passed, yet you haven’t come back! I know, I’ve always known that you don’t love me; you love someone else, but I just want to stay by your side.
Tears slowly slid down my cheeks, but I no longer wanted to wipe them. I stubbornly continued: “Didn’t you say you would stay with me once the zihua flowers bloom in front of the door? We were supposed to grow old together. Do you remember? You promised to fulfill my three wishes. I just want you to come back, okay? Just come back!” I was held tightly in a familiar embrace, and I could feel his body trembling.
“Wei, what should I do? I love you so much! I don’t even know why I fell in love with you. Perhaps we had deep connections in a previous life. If only these zihua flowers belonged to us, we could stay here forever!” I kept talking, wanting to pour out everything in my heart. I’ve been holding back for too long.
I no longer cared who was in front of me; I just wanted to express everything in my heart.
“If you’re willing, I can also hold hands with you in these zihua flowers until we’re old! Not just Shui Zixi can make you happy!” These were the last words I heard before falling into a coma.
But none of that mattered anymore. What mattered was that the person speaking was not Wei; he was not the one I wanted to be with.
A Different Cang Lian
After that day, I fell into an endless coma, my entire being seemingly without a soul. I could clearly feel the pain on my body, see the busy figures around me, but I couldn’t get up, couldn’t speak, couldn’t open my eyes.
