A few days later, Wood woke up in the hospital.

Outside the window, the peach blossoms had all bloomed, tufts of pink and gorgeous.

Mrs. Liuchuan was peeling an apple, and seeing that she had woken up, she smiled at her. After a moment of silence, she secretly decided that anything could be delayed, but matters of the heart should never be so unclear. Emotionally there is a truth, the kindest, that requires the cruellest heart. The most loyal, but also the most emotionless. Love and not love must have a firm heart! "

"Is that so? Mom, I don't really understand. It seems to be the opposite of the same sentence. "

Mu Mu shook his head. His mind was blank.

"The other explanation for the kindest heart is to ask who your heart loves the most. Then give him this only heart; similarly, to others, you can only be the most cruel rejection, because the relationship is reciprocal, that is for their own good, no longer need to be addicted to pain! The most loyal to the one you love and the most heartless to others! "

"The kindest and most heartless? Is that right? "

Wood, squinting eyes, looking at the blue sky high and wide, the mood also followed the vast and profound.

"Yes, love him, and be resolute! It's the same thing. Even if you don't love it, you still have to be resolute! "

The peach blossoms fluttered down and lightly brushed against the snow-white sheets, creating a morning glow.

"Mom, this is hard to choose."

"Wood, don't be too kind. Sometimes, you must be ruthless, and don't give them any hope. Because the hope you give them, is precisely that fatal despair and suffering! Having more choices did not necessarily lead to the best result. If there were fewer choices, then the result would not necessarily be bad. Sometimes, having more is not necessarily happiness; having less is also not necessarily pain. "

Mrs. Liuchuan picked up the peach blossoms on the sheets and said, "See, how beautiful a single color is. If there's more colors, it'll get mixed up. "

He nodded and fell asleep again. Maybe it was just a dream.

On New Year's Eve, the streets were filled with festive lights and crackling firecrackers.

The sweet melody reverberated in the surroundings. It played intermittently, telling of a type of indescribable sadness and heartache. It turned into an invisible knife and slashed across the heart. It was intangible, but the pain was excruciating.

The maid, Kay, watched Shulo playing his harp through a window of the city hospital, but never approached him.

At the entrance of the hospital, there was also a figure of a snow-white beauty. Two people, one was guarding outside the door, the other was guarding outside the window. They were separated by a rainy night, guarding each other until daybreak.

She shook her head and silently walked past him. Emotions were a kind of chronic poison, colorless, tasteless, and fragrant … When he was poisoned, he was completely unconscious. This was the so-called love. There was no right or wrong, there was no time, and there was no hierarchy. Love was love. Because love was love, it was willing to be poisoned to death.

In another building, Jeluo said to Qian Chao, "The schedule for Denmark has been set. At that time, Meryl will contact us."

"Understood, Eldest Young Master." Qian Chao nodded, looking at Jeluo with a trace of worry and love in her eyes: "Did you take your medicine today? "Stop smoking, drink, hurt your body like that …"

"Qian Chao, you don't need to worry about it. For someone who has already been announced to have finished their journey, don't be so harsh on them and force them not to do this or that."

"But, about your matter, should I tell Second Young Master?"

The worry in Qian Chao's eyes grew deeper as her voice trembled like autumn leaves.

"No need. Everything will pass and everything will be fine. "

Jelo waved his hand and looked at the beautiful fireworks in the night sky. Suddenly, he said, "Look, the fireworks were released in anger for the sake of destruction. Even if the fireworks only last for a short period of time, you still have to complete your mission. How beautiful it is, like the sunset glow. "

Under the night sky, all kinds of fireworks soared into the sky. Following a crisp explosion, clusters of silver lights flashed like red clouds. The silver rain poured down and either jumped on the sea, or flew high up in the sky.

The fireworks were like clusters of red agate, blue amber, white pearl and green jadeite. They were incomparably resplendent. When the fireworks reach high. During the tide, the whole city was illuminated as if it was daytime. Under the sky and on the ground, there were butterflies dancing. The exotic flowers were like the sunset's sad and beautiful sunset glow, rendering it extremely gorgeous and dim.