I fell into endless grief, and even couldn’t hear Xi Zhan clearly. I only seemed to hear him asking if I was willing to forget Gu Tingchen, and I shook my head violently, saying: "no! I don't want to forget him."
I didn't want to forget him. I didn’t want to forget the joys and sorrows he had given me. It was my life, how could I bear to forget?
I lay on my stomach in the sea of flowers and kept twitching. Xi Zhan didn’t speak to me anymore, but only touch my forehead with his fingers, and patiently comforted me: "Yun er, take a nap."
That night, I passed out from crying too much. As I woke up again, I didn't know what day it was. I was terribly weak, and took my phone to check the date in a hurry.
It had been three days since that car accident, and I had been in a coma in bed during those days. I was so annoyed and wanted to call Gu Lanzhi, but instead, I found the number of Yu Luoluo.
Yu Luoluo answered the phone, and called me in a hoarse voice: "sister."