Someone once sang: The ending of the story is always the most beautiful, but why do I hear the sound of the sea and sky crying?

After talking to Luo Enze on the phone, Li Ziye's mood had already dropped. So when she saw Xia Ke'en holding Ye Xiang's arm and smiling coquettishly at the stairs, a ball of anger rose in Li Ziye's heart.
Luo Enze fought with others for her and ended up getting badly injured, so why can she act like nothing happened?
"A Xiang, what do you want to eat tonight? I'm tired of Thai food. How about French food today?" Xia Ke'en asked coquettishly.
Li Ziye walked over as if possessed by a ghost and grabbed Xia Keen's arm: "Hey... did you know that Luo Enze was injured?"
Xia Ke'en looked at her in bewilderment, and swung his arm to shake off Li Ziye's hand, but failed. In the end, he could only sigh and replied impatiently: "So what if you know? He's already disabled."
"He was injured because of you!" Li Ziye still pulled her arm and looked at her angrily.
" He did it voluntarily. I never asked him to do it." Xia Ke'en said as if it was a matter of course, as if all Luo Enze's efforts were deserved. "And who knew that he would be so careless and actually become disabled. What do you think I should do? Be grateful? He is useless and he wants me to pay for it? What a joke."
Li Ziye had clenched his fists, the blood in his body was boiling, he raised his hand to slap, but his hand was grabbed by another hand in mid-air.
It was Ye Xiang. He frowned at her and said, "Li Ziye, stop messing around."
Xia Ke'en seemed to have just remembered something: "Why do you have to speak righteously for Luo Enze? Do you want me to be grateful to Luo Enze so that I have to be with him, and then you can take Ye Xiang back? I tell you, dream on!"
"Let go..." Li Ziye struggled to free himself from Ye Xiang's hand, looking at him fiercely, like a little leopard, "Ye Xiang, I take back what I said before. I really despise people like you."
After saying that, she left angrily.
Xia Ke'en was still shouting behind him: "Hey, since you care so much about Luo Enze's affairs, why don't you just marry that cripple? His family is quite rich anyway. If you really marry him, it would be like a sparrow turning into a phoenix."
Li Ziye really couldn't bear it anymore. She was afraid that she would tear this woman to pieces in the next second!
Even if...even if she doesn't like Luo Enze, she shouldn't be so ungrateful! Didn't she and Luo Enze grow up together?
She suddenly thought of how she treated Bai Yuwang. The people around her must have felt the same way and wanted to tear her to pieces.
But her and Xia Ke'en's starting points are completely different. Her purpose in hurting him is just to make him return to normal track and stop doing stupid things for her.
Xia Ke'en was completely selfish and playing with Luo Enze's sincerity. She couldn't stand Ye Xiang's reaction just now, although he did nothing wrong, he was just protecting his girlfriend. But Li Ziye knew that they were not sincere at all, and Ye Xiang's obedience to Xia Ke'en really made her feel ashamed.
She was very disappointed. The person she liked so much, who was once so proud, now looked like this.
She would rather he always be that iceberg that is impassable to all kinds of things, rather than being like this, making her regret ever liking him.
But now, she can let go completely.
Without Ye Xiang, Bai Yuwang, and Luo Enze, the days passed by surprisingly fast. Before Li Ziye could recover from the shock, the college entrance examination came. The night before the college entrance examination, Song's father was given a critical illness notice by the doctor, and she stayed in the hospital until the early morning.
When it came to the exam, she had no to do the questions. Her mind seemed to be blank. Her hands were shaking when she was writing and she felt very panicked.
She knew that she would not be able to perform normally this time, but it didn't matter. She didn't think she could get into such a good university and become such an outstanding person like Song Chuling.
She just hoped that Father Song could hold on a little longer, so that he could watch her go to college, grow up and live a happy life.
But she understood that Father Song was now like a burnt-out oil lamp and could not hold out for much longer.
After finishing the last exam, she originally wanted to go directly to the hospital, but as soon as she reached the school gate, she saw Mr. Song sitting in a wheelchair and smiling at her.
He was really weak, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and even smiling required a lot of effort. Mother Song stayed behind him, holding an umbrella, wiping the sweat off his face, and never left his side.
Everyone around them looked at them in surprise. After all, Mr. Song looked so poorly, and it was unbelievable that he was still waiting here in such a state.
When Li Ziye saw Song's father, her nose immediately felt sore. She ran towards Song's father like crazy, squatted down in front of him, and choked up a little: "Mom! Why did you let Dad come when his health is like this? What if something happens?"
But Father Song smiled weakly, holding Li Ziye's hand, and said in a very soft voice: "Ziye, don't blame your mother. I insisted on coming... Your college entrance examination is such an important matter, how can I just lie in bed and wait? Look, your classmates all have their parents to pick them up, how can I let my precious daughter go back alone?"
"Dad..." Li Ziye bit his lower lip and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Father Song reached out and held her hand tightly. He laughed so hard that his body trembled slightly. He couldn't help but cough twice more: "Zi Ye, let's go home."
Hearing this, Li Ziye couldn't hold back his tears anymore.
Sometimes, she really regretted it. When she first came to this family, she had so much resentment in her heart that she refused to accept their love and treated them coldly for a long time.
In fact, she had always longed for love from her family deep in her heart. She couldn't let go of being abandoned at first. She didn't know how to deal with it, so she had to use rebellion and indifference to get more attention from them. At that time, she thought that only in this way could she prove the meaning of her existence...
It was precisely because of her willfulness that she wasted so much time. It was not until Song's father's life was almost coming to an end that she came to her senses and began to cherish every minute with him.
Humans are this kind of animals. They only learn to cherish things when they lose them.
Seeing Li Ziye crying so sadly, Father Song couldn't help but touch her head gently: "Ziye, forgive Daddy, this is all Daddy can do..."
Li Ziye desperately shook his head: "No, I will never forgive you, so you have to live on until the day I forgive you..."
"Midnight..." Mother Song's eyes were already filled with tears, and her eyes were red and swollen.
During these days, she cried no less often than Li Ziye.
Just like Song Chuling said, she was actually a weak woman who could not bear such a heavy fate, but she had tried her best and always acted as if everything could be handled in front of Song's father, trying to reassure him.
Father Song reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Mother Song's face, with a helpless smile on his face: "You are a crybaby, I am most afraid of seeing you cry... Tell me, how can I feel at ease with you two like this."
"If you're worried, just hold on..." Song's mother also choked up and wiped the sweat off Song's father's face with a tissue, "It's okay, you will definitely get better."
Father Song didn't say anything, but just closed his eyes. Li Ziye saw his deep red eyes... Even when he was the sickest, he always looked calm and composed, as if nothing could stop him. He didn't dare to show his vulnerable side, because if he was vulnerable, Mother Song would probably collapse.
He was really a very reliable man. He gave Mother Song a happy and stable life for more than 20 years. Even until the last moment of his life, he couldn't bear to see her suffer any grievance.
Sometimes he thought to himself that it would be nice if he could live longer, watch Li Ziye grow up and live his own life, and then let him go... But sometimes he wanted to end this hopeless , because he was just a burden now. Mother Song not only had to deal with company matters, but also had to take care of him and Li Ziye. During her illness, he watched her lose a lot of weight. He felt bad, but there was nothing he could do.
He even had to use all his strength to wipe away her tears. He had lost the ability to shelter her from the wind and rain.
Before, when he came out of the emergency room, he half-jokingly told Song's mother: "I probably won't be able to hold on for much longer... But I really don't feel comfortable leaving you alone, remember to find a man to take good care of you."
Mother Song got angry instantly: "Song Shian! Do you want to leave me like this? You're dreaming. You said you would take care of me for the rest of my life. If you take even a minute less, you're breaking your promise! If you say such discouraging words again, I'll..."
Mother Song couldn't utter any threatening words, and in the end all she could do was sob softly.
Father Song closed his eyes and said nothing more.
In fact, after going through so many things, Li Ziye should no longer believe in love. The price to pay for loving the wrong person is too high, so high that after so many years, she still can't get out of the shadow brought by Ye Xiang.
However, every time she saw Song's father and mother still supporting each other at such a critical moment, she began to believe that love really existed. It was just that maybe she was not lucky enough and had not met it yet.
Li Ziye was eventually admitted to an ordinary second-tier university. She still remembered that on the day Song's father passed away, she happened to go to the school to receive the admission notice.
During that time, Mr. Song had given up treatment . Anti-cancer treatment was a double torture to the body and mind. Mrs. Song couldn't bear to see Mr. Song endure the pain of treatment before he passed away, so she finally agreed to take Mr. Song home to recuperate.
Before that day, Mr. Song's health had even improved for a while, and when he was in good spirits he could stand up and go out for a walk.
Li Ziye even had a wild idea that maybe his father was so weak because of the treatment. Maybe he could recover slowly if he didn't receive treatment?
However, when she returned with the admission notice, she found that the house was full of people, including her grandmother, aunt, uncle... all the relatives of the Song family had come and gathered in the living room, and everyone had a heavy expression on their face.
Mother Song was standing at the door of the bedroom on the second floor. When she saw Li Ziye coming back, she cried and called her to come up.
Li Ziye's mood instantly fell to the bottom. Although she had been mentally prepared, at this moment, her feet felt like they were filled with lead and it was difficult for her to take a step.
Father Song was lying on the bed, breathing very hard, his chest rising and falling violently. The doctor had examined him and just shook his head at Mother Song: "He won't make it tonight, please accept my condolences..."
Li Ziye had a hard time digesting this sentence, and then shook his head as if it was a conditioned reflex: "Impossible, you must be lying... Dad was out yesterday, how is it possible?"
Mother Song came over, holding back her sobs, and patted Li Ziye on the shoulder: "Go over, your father has something to tell you..."
Li Ziye ran to the bedside in a few steps and grabbed Song's father's hand tightly, holding it tightly as if he would leave if he let go: "Dad... Dad, I'm Ziye, I'm here, what do you want to say?"
Father Song opened his mouth, his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible: "Zi... Ziye, there is something I have always wanted to tell you..."
"You talk, you talk, I'm listening..." Li Ziye was so anxious that he was about to cry, and his hands kept shaking.
"I... cough cough... I..." Father Song struggled hard, but still couldn't say a complete sentence. He was already panting too hard... As if he felt that he didn't have much time left, two lines of tears slid down Father Song's eyes, and finally he could only shake his head weakly, "I'm sorry..."
"Dad, what do you want to say... You can't sleep! Tell me what you want to tell me!" Li Ziye shook his hand desperately. Seeing his eyes about to close, she became even more hysterical. "Do you think that just saying sorry is enough? Who allowed you to sleep! Dad, open your eyes!"
But Mr. Song's eyes were completely closed and his head tilted slightly.
Mother Song and Grandma Song rushed over at once, and their desperate cries were overwhelming, almost swallowing up Li Ziye.
The strange thing was that she couldn't cry. She couldn't even believe that her father was gone. She always felt that her father was just sleeping, sleeping peacefully, and might not wake up for a while .
But the fact is, Dad left, and the words he didn't finish became an eternal secret and were taken away with him.
What else did he want to say? Just to say sorry?
She didn't need any apologies, she just hoped that he could come back to life. But it was impossible, everything was just wishful thinking.
Song Chuling rushed back desperately, but it was too late when he got back, and he didn't get to see his father for the last time. He was only one year older than Li Ziye, but he looked like an adult. He didn't shed a single tear and helped his mother take care of his father's funeral.
Li Ziye knew that he didn't cry not because he was not sad, but because he was the only man in the family now. He couldn't be weak, nor could he let others bully his mother. He had to protect them, mother and daughter.
When he first came to this family, Li Ziye was really jealous of Song Chuling because he lived in such a good environment and was loved by his parents.
But at this moment, Li Ziye suddenly felt how lucky she was to have a brother like him. At least, when she was young and weak, he would take care of the aftermath for her. He took on the responsibility of protecting the family from wind and rain. Without him, perhaps she and Mother Song would not be able to survive.
In the days after Song's father passed away, Song's mother looked like she had lost her soul. She hid in her room and cried every day, refusing to eat, drink or talk .
Song Chuling prepared meals for her every day, but she wouldn't even look at them. In order to prevent Mother Song from breaking down, Li Ziye brought the meals to Mother Song. Facing this disheveled, broken-looking woman, she yelled at her in an almost inhuman way: "Mom! Do you think Dad ? Or do you want to go with Dad? What about me and my brother? Even if you don't think about yourself, at least think about us. I've already lost one relative, and I don't want to lose another one!"
Mother Song raised her head. She had cried so much that she had no tears left. Her eyes were swollen like walnuts. After a long while, she rushed over to hug Li Ziye, with a look of confusion and helplessness on her face: "Ziye... I really haven't thought about the days without your father. What should I do? How could he be so cruel to leave me..."
"Mom..." Li Ziye patted her back gently, but did not cry with her. She knew that she had to be as strong as Song Chuling . "Mom, you must cheer up and live well. Don't leave me and my brother alone..."
Mother Song didn't speak for a long time. Finally, she just nodded silently and started eating.
Perhaps Li Ziye's words worked, Mother Song gradually got better, but she still shed tears when she thought of Father Song.
Li Ziye helped Mother Song and Song Chuling with the funeral arrangements. She felt as if she had grown up overnight, and suddenly there was a motivation in her body that made her stronger. She hoped that she . She hoped that she could become Mother Song's pillar of support and protect her like Song Chuling.
On the day of the funeral, Song Chuling patted her head and said, "Aye, you have grown up."
Li Ziye could only shrug and smile helplessly: "I am an adult now, it's time to grow up."
Song Chuling sighed lightly: "But I hope you will always be a child."
Li Ziye could only sigh... These three years were really too hard to endure. How could she still be a naive child after enduring them?
People always grow up, but the pain of being forced to grow up is truly unforgettable.