She said, "Mo Yan, after all these years, can you still not forget Xiaoyue? Forget her! Can you let me love you instead? Let me love you!"
He hung up the phone in silence, lips tightly pressed together, tears welled up in his eyes!
Xiaoyue, I miss you so much!
Six years have passed, and my longing for you hasn't diminished in slightest!
My love for you has not faded either!
These six years felt like six centuries to me, I am really afraid that I won't be able to hold on!
But I clearly promised you, to live well, to live well with the share you left me with!
Xiaoyue, what should I do? I fear spending the long barren years in solitude without you by my side!
Xiaoyue, I miss you so much, your Ayan misses you!
...
The ringing of his mobile phone interrupted Mo Yan's thoughts!
Guan La called him again, urging him to come over quickly. Guan La said, "She keeps calling your name!"
