After my cute childhood friend cheated on me, the school beauty begged me for forgiveness.

Later, Gu Chen learned from the doctor.

The girl's name was Bai Xiaowan. When she was just a teenager, her father died in an accident. A few years later, her mother suddenly fell ill and died in front of her.

The experience of losing her father and mother did not crush this thin girl.

She works three jobs a day to support herself and her younger sister, who is still in elementary school.

Bai Xiaowan, who has not yet graduated from college, uses her thin shoulders to support her and her sister.

As long as she can find a job after graduation, she can get her life back on track.

but.

The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and bad luck finds the poor.

The god of death did not want to let go of her broken family, and leukemia found her only sister.

A bottle of imported targeted drugs costs 5,000 yuan. The school's subsidy and the funds she borrowed from everywhere could not fill this bottomless black hole.

That night.

Bai Xiaowan, who had been busy for three consecutive days without sleeping a wink, died in front of her sister's hospital bed...

Gu Chen remembered.

When he rushed to the ward.

A girl with an oxygen tube inserted into her body, so thin that only her bones were left, hugged Bai Xiaowan’s cold body and cried loudly...

Gu Chen stood on the rooftop in silence for a long time that day.

He helped sort out Bai Xiaowan's belongings. Except for some stick-drawing diaries and books, there was nothing that a family should have.

Two wandering girls left their hometown for medical treatment.

In the diary left by Bai Xiaowan, there are too many words that Gu Chen dare not read:

——I took my sister with me to learn how my mother lived in a place where there was no mother.

Every word has deep traces, and there are a few faint tear stains on the paper, which is shocking.

The girl who was seriously ill spent the whole day childishly calling the word "sister", but she never got a response...

——Whether it rains or snows, there will always be a day when the sun will shine.

These are the words recorded on the title page of Bai Xiaowan's diary.

But God only filled her world with gloomy rain. Before she could see the warm sun, she could no longer open her eyes.

later.

Gu Chen began to take care of Bai Xiaowan's sister until her condition worsened and died, and she was buried with Bai Xiaowan.

He would go to the graves of the sisters every Qingming Festival.

——Today I met a person who looks like me. His name is Gu Chen. I know people who don’t have a father will be sad. I can see in his eyes that he can’t stand it any longer.

——I held him in my arms and comforted him as I would my sister, and I found that he was a very good boy.

——I gave him the money in the bag. I felt that he must need the money more than me. I hope he will be in a better mood after breakfast tomorrow...

The words in the diary stop here forever.

Gu Chen gave up the idea of ​​committing suicide that night, but the life of the girl who saved him stayed on that night forever.

He endured the sadness and read the diary, his eyes were already wet.

A diary that was not very thick recorded a girl's courage, persistence and cuteness. Gu Chen had never seen these in other girls.

Bai Xiaowan marked this sentence next to the simple drawing on the last page of the diary:

——I want to become a flower in my next life, and let the people who pick me live with my hope...

Holding the wrinkled twenty, Gu Chen bought a beautiful flower from a small flower shop and placed it in front of Bai Xiaowan's tombstone.

Just discovered.

No matter if it is Su Rouer or Bai Xiaowan, or any girl who understands love, he will not let his sincere devotion turn into a joke.

Only then did he really calm down and let go of his teenage years that were filled with unbearable memories and deep affection.

He had truly let go of Ye Qingyu, whom he had liked for more than twenty years.

After countless sleepless nights, and even during the time when he was suppressed by the already prominent Xiao Kai when he was starting a business, it was that flower-like girl who gave him the courage to live.

The diary and the simple drawings were Gu Chen's biggest thoughts before his rebirth.

He didn't have a photo of the girl, and he didn't know the details of her family. Her figure gradually became blurred in his memory over time...

But Gu Chen believes that he can definitely find her before her family falls into tragedy!

Bai Xiaowan!

This life.

Let her live with hope!

Just now I was excited to help, and I saw that this girl looked a bit like the slender figure in my memory...

The landlady took the flower basket from him with a tired smile on her face, "Young man, I really want to thank you today, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

"You're welcome. Remember to call the police first if you encounter something like this in the future."

"I remember...ah! Young man, your clothes are all torn."

Gu Chen looked at himself, and this time he realized that because he had just blocked the drunk man's hand, the clothes on his shoulders had been torn apart, and he still felt a little pain.

The girl squatting on the ground carefully twisted the petals and looked at him.

"It's okay." Gu Chen patted Ding Hao, "Let's go choose a scene and wait for filming. I still have clothes in my bag."

"How about that? If you are not pressed for time, come and sit in my shop first. I will ask Xiaowan to sew clothes for you."

Gu Chen's breath suddenly stagnated after hearing these words. He mechanically turned around and looked at the girl wearing a mask and nodding obediently with her head lowered.

Xiaowan?

……

……

The interior space of the flower shop is small and the layout is simple but clean.

The landlady took out a paper cup and made two cups of tea.

"Young man, why do I always feel that you look familiar..."

After looking at the tag on the landlady's clothes, Gu Chen said, "Aunt Guo, my name is Gu Chen."

"Then I'll call you Xiao Gu." Guo Ping thought for a moment and said, "You look a bit like the male protagonist in a short video I saw before."

Gu Chen smiled and said nothing, his mind was still on other things.

Because I was wearing a mask, I couldn't see her face, but now that I think about it, her figure does seem a bit similar.

She has always been so thin and has not changed in all these years.

When Gu Chen wanted to ask the girl just now for her specific name, she just walked out with needle and thread.

After taking off the apron with the name of the flower shop printed on it, Gu Chen saw that the jeans were a little white after washing, and the orange top was not very warm in this season. Her collar was pulled up a little high, which made it difficult for her to wear a mask. The face is smaller.

"My name is Gu Chen, may I ask you..."

"My, my name is Bai Xiaowan, thank you for helping me."

Gu Chen's eyes trembled, then calmed down after a while, "You're welcome."

When he took off his clothes, Gu Chen felt a feeling of the clothes and flesh sticking together on his shoulders, and Gu Chen let out a slight "hiss".

It wasn't until he met Bai Xiaowan's panicked eyes that he realized something. He raised his hand and pulled up the coat that had fallen to his upper arms, "Forget it, there's no need to sew it up."

"...You're bleeding."

Bai Xiaowan's red eyes were filled with a layer of watery mist, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I caused you trouble..."

"How modest are you? Are you stupid? If you cry a little longer, my wound will heal."

Bai Xiaowan sniffed when she saw his smile but couldn't hold back her tears. She put down the needle and wanted to help check the wound. When her hand was placed on his shoulder, she was too embarrassed to touch the boy's clothes.

Seeing how busy she was, Gu Chen smiled and said, "I'll do this myself. Please help me sew some clothes."

Bai Xiaowan found iodine and cotton swabs, hugged his warm coat, lowered her head and sat aside, holding the needle and thread dully.

She glanced at Gu Chen who was pulling up her clothes. Her eyes were drooping, and she was threading her needle and thread, raising her hands to lift them, and occasionally used a silver needle to sharpen her hair twice out of habit...

Every move is gentle to the core.

Just that incredibly soft gaze seemed to be able to melt the ice and snow in winter.