Lin Anlan hugged him even tighter in an instant.

He hid in Cheng Yu's arms attached and wanted him to kiss him and hug him, but he suddenly thought that Cheng Yu had waited for him for eight years where he didn't respond.

Not eight minutes, eight hours, eight days, eight months, but eight years.

Eight years, more than 100 months, and more than 3,000 days, how did he endure it?

He waited for four days, and Xiao Qiao told him not to wait any longer. Cheng Yu waited for more than three thousand days, and there must be someone who kept telling him not to wait any longer.

But he still waited, without result, without end.

How could he be so stupid?

How could he not give up.

At this moment, Lin Anlan truly and deeply felt sorry for Cheng Yu and regretted his eight years of waiting.

"Why are you so stupid?" he asked sadly.

"How can you like someone for so long?"

"How... did I really make you wait so long?"

Lin Anlan regretted it, he thought, if time could go back, he would have responded to his liking in high school, when Cheng Yu first fell in love with him.

When you don't love someone, you won't be moved by his wishful thinking, you'll even get bored.

But when you love someone, you feel distressed for the scars he once had, and you even hope that everything can be repeated.

Especially when you have experienced the pain yourself.

The former Lin Anlan didn't love Cheng Yu, maybe he knew that Cheng Yu liked him, but he didn't think it was anything.

No one needs to pay for other people's likes. There are so many people who have a crush on him. If he responds to the past one by one, he needs to respond too much.

He thought that Cheng Yu would always give up.

He thought that he had never given him a trace of ambiguity and hope.

So he had a clear conscience, he didn't feel sorry for Cheng Yu, and he didn't feel guilty. Maybe occasionally he regretted that they could have become friends, but it was only occasionally.

He has his own layer of protection, and he lives simply and soberly.

He has lost and found family affection, a good friend who can be trusted, and some ordinary friends and classmates who can talk and chat. He is very satisfied and cherished.

But now Lin Anlan likes Cheng Yu, he has forgotten everything in the past, only Cheng Yu's love is real and alive, he is bathed in Cheng Yu's love, and his heart is full of love for him.

When those waiting only existed in Cheng Yu's few words, Lin Anlan was moved by him and surprised by his persistence.

But when he recalled the time he had been waiting for, and returned to the mood of the year, at that moment, he finally realized that Cheng Yu's eight years were not a simple sentence, but a long period of disappointment and repeated failure. time.

The young Lin Anlan would give up the waiting in his heart because of Xiao Qiao's "don't wait any longer", and put his hope in others, hoping that others will fulfill his wish.

But the young Cheng Yu, after experiencing one person after another, still insisted on his secret love.

Xu Sheng persuaded him, "Give it up, he won't like you."

Yu Heng asked him, "Do you think it's possible?"

Hua Rong said to him, "If you are like this, you can only touch yourself in the end. And he, he doesn't need your love at all."

Cheng Yu knew everything, he felt that everyone was right, but he couldn't control his feelings.

If his mother could control her feelings, she would never let herself fall in love with his father, who would want to love a romantic prodigal son?

Doesn't his mother know how difficult it is to want the prodigal son back?

Of course she knew, but she couldn't control herself.

On the day she got married, she also advised herself not to give her true feelings. She clearly knew everything, but she still fell in love with her husband uncontrollably.

The same is true for Cheng Yu, he knows everything, he knows that Lin Anlan doesn't like him, Lin Anlan doesn't have him in his eyes, his secret love will not have any results, but he still loves him.

In those thousands of days and nights, in the days and nights when the days and nights changed, he only loved him.

As for Lin Anlan, he finally understood Cheng Yu's past on this night, after his midnight dream and his grievances.

Therefore, he began to feel distressed for Cheng Yu.

He thought that he would never find such a fool again.

There are many people who adore him, but he can be sure that Cheng Yu is the only one who has loved him for so long and still loves him.

In the vast sea of ​​people, only he is the one who loves himself the most.

He hugged the person beside him distressedly, and blamed himself, "You are really... so stupid."

But Cheng Yu didn't think he was stupid.

Love is like that, it's out of control, out of control.

He just simply fell in love with a person, just fell in love with a person in his teenage and adolescence.

It's not stupid, it's normal.

normal and happy.

In this world, being able to find love is a lucky thing.

Although secret love was very hard, Cheng Yu never regretted it. His heart was barren and muddy, but Lin Anlan was beautiful and precious. Because of his appearance, a lotus flower grew out of this muddy land.

The lotus leaves the mud and is not stained, fragrant and white.

Cheng Yu was holding it carefully, holding his love, cherishing and joyful.

Lin Anlan loves him, which is good; but Lin Anlan doesn't love him, and he can accept it.

No flower can belong to any one person completely. You can be amazed at its beauty, but you cannot force it to bloom for you.

Cheng Yu accepted this fact, so he held his lotus flower quietly and cautiously.

But now, his lotus blossomed for him.

He lives by his side, spends every sunrise and sunset with him, hugs and kisses him, and tells him that he loves him.

This was the happiness he had never thought of, so Cheng Yu was very satisfied. He didn't feel that he was stupid, and he didn't feel that Lin Anlan needed to feel guilty.

"It's alright," he kissed Lin Anlan's forehead, "I lived a fulfilling time when I liked you. I don't think I'm stupid, and I don't think there's anything wrong with you. It's just my own wishful thinking. , you didn't ask me to wait, I wanted to wait, so I don't feel wronged, and you don't want to be wronged for me."

How could Lin Anlan not feel wronged for him? He waited for four days, and he was in unbearable pain. He tried his best to examine himself, constantly asking himself if he was not good enough or not, so his mother didn't want him.

Cheng Yu had been so many years, how could he not be wronged.

He raised his head distressedly, kissed Cheng Yu's chin, and then kissed his lips.

Cheng Yu comforted him and kissed him.

Lin Anlan's heart was soft and full of sadness, he caressed Cheng Yu's side face, his lips rubbed on his lips, he kissed his lips and hugged him again.

Cheng Yu stroked his back and said to him, "It's okay, really, I'm not wronged."

Lin Anlan didn't speak, just lay quietly on his shoulders.

The inside of the house was as silent as water, and the two people in it hugged tightly, and the atmosphere was gentle and sticky.

Lin Anlan spoke slowly, and he said, "Xiaohua, thank you for waiting for me for so long."

Thank you for always loving me, even if I forget everything, you still love me.

At this moment, Cheng Yu's whole heart calmed down.

He unconsciously hugged Lin Anlan tightly, lowered his head against his head, his heart seemed to be soaked in hot water, and it was hot, crowding his entire chest.

For so many years, no one has ever supported him, and no one has ever thought that he would wait for a response, and even he himself had tacitly agreed that this relationship would ultimately be fruitless.

He didn't regret it, but he didn't have any hope either.

But today, Lin Anlan told him - thank you for waiting for me for so long.

Even if all of this is above falsehood, even if this sentence may be invalid when Lin Anlan regains his memory, but at this moment, Cheng Yu feels that everything is worth it.

His waiting is not meaningless, his liking does not have to exist, at least now Lin Anlan has affirmed his liking and waiting.

He said dryly in the dark, "You're welcome, I like you, and I will always wait for you."

Even if Lin Anlan regains his memory, he will continue to love him.

As long as he doesn't fall in love or get married for a day, he will insist on loving him.

And if he falls in love and gets married, then he will bless him, wish him a happy love and a successful marriage.

Just like Jing Huan did to Gu Shuyu.

Lin Anlan shook her head in his arms, as if her mood had finally eased, with a smile in her tone, "Don't wait for me, I'm already yours."

"And later."

"It will also be yours in the future." Lin Anlan hugged him and said coquettishly, "It has always been yours."

"real?"

"Of course it's true." Lin Anlan looked up at him, kissed him, and looked at him affectionately.

Cheng Yu hugged him tightly and said in a low voice, "Well."

He really likes the current Lin Anlan, the Lin Anlan who loves him, and the time like this. If possible, he really hopes that Lin Anlan will never regain his memory for the rest of his life, but he is willing to lie to him for the rest of his life. .

He will always recover his memory and leave him, so Cheng Yu only hopes that he can recover a little later and give him more sweetness that he can cherish.

Stay with me for a while, An An, just for a while, he cherished and kissed Lin Anlan's forehead and said to him, "Sleep, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

Lin Anlan closed her eyes, relieved and comfortable.

In the second half of the night, he dreamed of Cheng Yu, a handsome and dissatisfied eighteen-year-old Cheng Yu.

Wearing a black coat with sharp eyes, he asked, "Have I offended you?"

Lin Anlan said calmly, "No."

"Then I join the literary club and you quit?"

"It has nothing to do with you, I don't have that much time myself."

"When I didn't join, why did you have it?"

Cheng Yu took a step forward and stopped in front of him, "Am I just annoying you like that?"

Lin Anlan was helpless, he whispered, "It's not your problem."

"Then why did I quit after I joined."

"Cheng Yu." Lin Anlan looked him in the eyes, "I don't hate you, but I won't be friends with you either. It's not your problem, you're fine, it's just that between the two of us, it's impossible. There are relationships other than classmates."

"Because of Jiang Xu?"

"Because of me." Lin Anlan said, "It's part of my character."

Cheng Yu was annoyed, "So do I deserve it? You think Jiang Xu is pitiful, and you feel sorry for your best friend, so I am wrong. I am your common enemy, right?"