"Sinan, I can do a lot of work with a shot. I don't think it's an interesting thing. In fact, I don't think you need to think about it. If you think about it, you will find that It's boring. It's not as enjoyable as work. "

Sinan: ... He didn't feel boring at all, and he was very excited to think about it!

Yan Ge was heartbroken at the expression of his obsession.

"I'm going back." She stood up. "I can't waste time with you. If you really want to get married, you can find another woman."

After a pause, she said, "It's no use for me to save your life."

Sinan: ... "I won't."

He followed, and walked out together. He felt as if he still had a lot of things to say to her and wanted to argue with her again.

But I do n’t know why.

Uncomfortable, afterwards, he felt uncomfortable with the thought of what she said before.

He who has a heartache seems to have become him.

Yan Ge saw his face bewildered and rare. He sighed and said, "Sinan, people should have a broader vision and mind. People live only for decades, but if they can do something meaningful, they can be remembered for hundreds of years and thousands. Years. I feel that the love between men and women is far from being more meaningful to humanity. "

Sinan thinks that this kind of words should be said by some gray-haired old scientists.

But from the mouth of the young woman in front of him, he didn't even feel abrupt.

Her serious look made him even feel that her thoughts were a kind of tarnish to her.

On the way to send the song, Sinan didn't speak again.

There was no Yange, she didn't look up holding her phone.

When he got to the place, Yange got out of the car and asked Sinan: "Be careful on the way back."

Sinan nodded, watching her turn and leave.

Never looked back.

He knew that she did not fall in love any more, and had no interaction with other men outside of work.

She really has been working as she said.

~~~~

When Yange suffered heart failure, she was still in the laboratory.

"Flop" fell down and never got up again.

When Sinan got the news, he was outside.

When he went back, he saw her dead body.

Suddenly she died without even leaving a word for him.

This time, she was really dead.

Even if he crosses the mountains again, he will not be able to bring her back from the death line.

His fingers touched her frowny eyes.

The coldness shuddered unknowingly.

She is dead.

Not silent.

There are countless people she has helped, and countless units she has worked with.

Those in the Justice Department, those in the Public Security Bureau, her colleagues in her institute, and the students she brought with her.

They all appeared at her funeral.

Come and visit her and offer her a wreath.

An old woman burst into tears in front of her tombstone.

Granny's child is a drug addict, she led people on the right path.

There were many such people at her funeral.

They cried in front of her tombstone, and those tears were all true feelings.

Si Nan looked at these people, as if finally understood what she was after.

He thought that after his death, he was afraid that there were no people who collected the corpse, let alone those who sincerely cried because of his death.

But, do you want to live like her?

Don't want to at all.

She loves the world and she has a broad mind.

But his heart was very small, so small that she could only hold her, and never let anyone else go, let alone the world.

She died, as if taking away all his concerns.

When she was there, Sinan didn't feel so uncomfortable. When she left, Sinan had the illusion that her entire heart was hollowed out.

For a few days, he, hey, had countless dreams.

The clear things in the dream, sober, but remember nothing, only tears wet the pillow, and my heart was dull and painful.

He felt that he must be her in his dream. He missed her and wanted to miss it.

He lived a long time.

He helped her fund the institute.

He continued to do the charity she had done.

He did not marry a wife, have no children, and have no lover.

During his lifetime, he was lonely. After his death, countless people worshiped in front of his tombstone.

He and her gravestones were next to each other, next to each other.

Each other's tombstones are engraved with each other's name.

Sinan's wife: Zhao Feifei.

Zhao Feifei's husband: Sinan.