Today, six years have passed in a flash.

The autumn wind raised the dead leaves on the ground and made a rustling sound. An unexpected cold wind from the loose collar drill in, instantly strangled the body, people can not stop shaking.

Song Yanshu's hands fell heavily on the edge of his pocket, some of which had taken off the line. His still soft eyes were a little chilly, penetrating the grid like ice silk iron fence and falling into the void and chaotic space-time. Memory is still old time and time to pull the bottom of my heart, in every weekend afternoon can come out to breathe air, think of that night seven years ago.

A thin woman with hair disorderly squatting at the end of the cold hospital corridor, scallion white general slender fingertips in the slightly messy hair constantly swimming. The kind of collapse that is confined by reason is like a beast ready to go. I don't know when it will break through the cage and come out to make trouble.

The hospital, which was close to the early morning, was empty. There was only a sleepy little nurse at the duty office, and the broken incandescent lamp, which was very suitable for the scene, was flashing disturbing virtual light, hitting a cold gray cheek of song Yanshu.

The rapid breathing attracted the woman's attention. She seemed to raise her head excitedly, and tears still hung in the corner of her eyes.

"You... You really come..." the woman's shivering body and hoarse voice line are the same, unable to control the reason of the emergence of a fine murmur, it is difficult not to heartache.

The disorderly folds in the skirt are accusing the comer of what just happened. It can be seen that she has been here for a long time. She's waiting, waiting for the next turn in her life.

Song Yanshu was still unable to calm down. His heart beat was so flustered that he could not help pinching his fist. Even if it was the chilly temperature, it still made him sweat in his hands, sticky like the past that couldn't be pulled apart.

The woman gets up slowly, already paralyzed legs can't stop shivering, but all this is not so important. Her heart still vaguely shows a trace of uneasiness, whether song Yan Shu's intention is as expected.

"You deliberately sent me the location, didn't you want me to come to you?" Song Yanshu bit the back teeth, after a struggle in the heart of the stars, he still spoke cold sentences, as if even the punctuation marks were like hailstones falling rapidly, hitting the ground.

"Lu caier, what do you really want to do?" Song Yan Shu saw that the woman who was more than ten meters away from him gradually lowered her head and didn't speak. She read a sentence with a little impatience, like urging.

"As you wish, I'm doing my best to deal with the aftermath..." Lu caier's voice was very thin, and faintly appeared in the corridor, which also aroused a light sound wave.

Song Yanshu's eyes fell dead on Lu caier's face. The lively and naive girl lost her smile, and she fell into the abyss completely. Song Yanshu breathed a sigh of relief and also lifted a heart.

"Don't come here!" Lu caier suddenly raised her voice, raised her slender wrist and made a stop sign to song Yanshu, who was about to carry her steps. She twisted her face and locked her brows.

For her, song Yanshu's every approach is like a sword, falling on the heart again and again. Blood flow, corpses everywhere, are not enough to describe the mood at this moment.

He is coming after all. What is Lu caier expecting? She doesn't know.

A long silence seems to condense time and space, which is suffocating. The long and narrow time crack is just about to crush people. Lu caier had never realized that the velocity of time could be so slow.

A moment later, when Lu caier almost fainted, there was a crisp sound in the corridor. Several short and melodic notes were floating out of the silver whistle between Song Yan's lips, flying in the cold air and nowhere to settle down.

Lu caier's heart shook violently, and her heart suddenly went out of order. She clearly saw the whistle, which she was very familiar with and regarded as a treasure, shining between the fingers of song Yanshu.

Hua Zhang suddenly falls down, and the little nurse who wakes up impatiently looks at Song Yanshu and continues to look at the dog blood drama on the mobile phone screen without paying attention to it. She is sleepy.

"You..." Lu caier's voice was divided into several syllables, which were completely suppressed by the choking throat. In Song Yan Shu's eyes, she just opened her lips in amazement, quietly.

With his whistle, song Yanshu approached Lu caier step by step. The woman who was almost pushed into the cliff by herself was the real savior of her life.

"I'm sorry, I'm late..." Song Yanshu's soft and cold eyes flickered with a ray of light. He tried to reach out and touch Lu caier's hand, but eventually he gave up this shameless idea.

Lu caier frowned, some startled and some moving mouth. The rustling voice came out slowly, comparable to the cold wind in late autumn, "do you know all about it?"

Song Yan Shu nodded, "I know it's too late. I'm sorry for you."

"Stop it!"Lu caier interrupted song Yanshu's words. Those pale but sonorous syllables made people feel helpless. "You don't have to feel guilty. I'm willing to do everything!"

With that, Lu caier handed song Yanshu the paper ball that he had been rubbing for a long time. He twisted his eyebrows, and his uneasy eyes slid from Lu caier's desperate cheek to the carefully unfolded truth in his hand.

It's a report sheet. Even song Yanshu, who doesn't know medicine, can see the contents clearly at a glance. Lu caier is not pregnant at all.

"Yes, my child, you can make up everything." Lu caier grabs the report form from Song Yanshu. It is obviously the result of liberation, but Lu caier is in despair all afternoon.

She was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly there was a warm voice behind her. The voice of magnetism fell from the top of her head. "If there is a next life, I will do everything to atone for it."

Lu caier turned to look at the dignified song Yanshu and frowned, "what happened?"

Song Yanshu handed Lu caier the silver whistle in her hand, and held her hand tightly. "If it wasn't for this idea, I don't think I'll last till today.

I thought the person I love was Qing Qing, but when I knew the truth, I found that there was no place to hide.

I've got the wrong person and the wrong method, so I can't get the answer. "