636. Chapter 636 I'm Leaving, Don't Wait for Me

    That night, Su Rourou fell asleep on Luo Yichen's arm as usual.

She was like a koala, clinging to his body tightly, feeling his body temperature and the faint mint fragrance on his body.

But for some reason, in the deepest, deepest dream, she had a very sad, very sad dream...

In the dream, it was also in such a room, under such a moonlight, and the two of them were hugging each other tightly.

But just when she was sleeping soundly, just when a trace of happiness was still hanging on her lips, Luo Yichen sat up quietly and gently put her head on his arm on the pillow.

In the end, he supported his chin with one hand, lying slightly on his side, and looked at her without blinking.

His eyes were so gentle, like a feather; his eyes were so affectionate, like the deep sea; his eyes were so...heartbreaking, as if this was the last time he looked at her like this.

After an unknown amount of time, it seemed as if some cold liquid dripped onto her face, flowing down her fair cheeks to her lips...

In the dream, Su Rourou felt the taste of the cold liquid, salty... bitter...

Then, more and more liquid fell onto her face, falling one after another like a violent storm. Her heart, sensing his extreme sadness, also began to ache...

She wanted to open her eyes to see if Luo Yichen was crying; she wanted to raise her hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

But in the dream, she could not move, and could only watch him silently in pain...

When she opened her eyes again, Luo Yichen was no longer in the quilt beside her. Touching the cold mattress, Su Rourou's heart sank suddenly, as if she had sunk into the boundless deep sea...

The sad dream last night appeared in her mind very clearly. Her heart trembled suddenly, and she suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Barefoot, she quickly climbed out of bed and found a light blue note on the desk. The note was pressed under the flowerpot of the little strawberry she had given him.

[Rou Rou, I'm sorry. I'm leaving... Don't wait for me. ——Luo Yichen]

The note was still wet with tears, bumpy and uneven...

"Luo Yichen, you..." Su Rourou's hand holding the note couldn't stop shaking, and the whole person was crying, "You said you would never leave me... You said you would always be with me..."

Tears fell bit by bit, wetting the light blue letter and covering the tear marks he had left on it.

"Even if I said I would never forgive you... Are you still going to leave me?" Su Rourou finally couldn't support her body anymore, and her exhausted body slid down the edge of the desk, bit by bit.

On the desk, the little strawberry with lush branches and leaves trembled gently in the cold wind of the winter morning. Every leaf was telling endless sorrow.

Under the dense leaves, a small strawberry was ripe, but... no one had picked it. A strong wind blew, and it trembled violently, and finally fell from the branch and landed on the brown dust.