A home! Wasn’t this exactly what she had been longing for? But she still refused: “No!”
Luo Xuan slowly got up, perhaps having knelt for too long. When standing, he staggered and almost fell. He murmured a bitter smile, “Chu Chu, I truly wish time could turn back to when we first met.”
Maybe then, we would have loved each other happily, lived joyfully, without all these subsequent entanglements, without so many regrettable things happening…”
After realizing this, Luo Xuan was desperate. A sarcastic smile hung at the corner of his mouth: “Heaven, what a ridiculous love food chain this is!”
“I’m sorry, Luo Xuan!” Besides apologizing, she couldn’t think of what else to say.
Luo Xuan slowly got up, perhaps having knelt on the ground for too long, causing his legs to feel numb. When standing, he staggered and almost fell. He murmured a bitter smile, “Maybe then, we would have loved each other happily, lived joyfully, without all these subsequent entanglements, without so many regrettable things happening…”
“But time won’t flow backward, right?” Chu E’s mouth curved with a bitter smile, “In love, we are all powerless!”
Luo Xuan forced a smile, “It’s okay. If we can’t be husband and wife, at least we can still be friends! From now on, if you need any help, just ask…”
“I will!” She smiled, “Luo Xuan, you’ve given up on one tree, and heaven will surely give you an entire forest. I wish you happiness!”
He looked at her deeply, “Can you grant me one last request?”
“Go ahead.”
He hesitated, “Let me kiss you one last time, may I?”
“
Chu E was stunned, never expecting such a request. She found it abrupt. But seeing his desperate yet passionate eyes, she sighed softly and gently closed her eyes.
Luo Xuan leaned closer, lowering his head, about to touch her cold, soft lips, but then changed his mind, only gently kissing her clean forehead, then whispering in her ear, “Promise me to take good care of yourself!”
Then he turned and resolutely walked out the door, leaving behind a bunch of bright, almost dripping crimson roses, releasing a lingering fragrance in the silent air.
Chu E stared blankly at the roses, murmuring: “If life were only like the first encounter, why would the west wind grieve over a fan!”
