Unexpected changes (4)

Lisa lay silently on the sofa, seemingly lost in thought ...

I don't know how long it took, but Lisa, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, was woken up by a phone call, and as she said to herself, "What a day, it's been so noisy ...", she picked up the phone and said loudly, "Hello? "Hello, who is it? What's up at this hour?"

"Is this Lisa? Do you know Richard? We found your contact details on his mobile phone. It says that your sister Lisa was in a car accident and Richard is in a serious condition.

"Car accident, Richard, serious injury?" A sleepy Lisa was startled awake, rushed to her bedroom, grabbed her clothes, put them on, grabbed her wallet and ran to the hospital. After asking the staff on duty, she saw Richard being wheeled into the operating theatre, and Lisa went up to him, looking at him with blood on his face and shouting, "Richard, Richard, what's wrong with you? It's Lisa."

Richard, lying on the emergency bed, heard Lisa's voice and slowly opened his eyes, moved his lips and said in a weak voice, "Bai Yun, I want to see Bai Yun for the last time, Lisa, help me find Bai ...". Lisa took the crumpled note and saw Bai Yun's name, the phone address of a café in Provence and another unfamiliar address written on the top.

As reluctant as Lisa was, there was nothing she could do. When she didn't see Bai Yun at the café, she had to go to the other address on the note.

It was a huge villa, more like a castle than a villa. The walls are made of white marble and the dome is the same shade of white, a dazzling white against the blue sky of Provence, a striking beauty against the blue sky and the blue sea. The gardens are planted with a variety of unknown trees, shrubs and flowers, as well as the usual apple, plum and cherry trees. The most eye-catching is the white magnolia on the edge of the swimming pool. It is about three metres high and each branch is covered with budding and full-blown magnolias. Like mischievous little brains, the fresh flowers peeked out with curious eyes, as if to see what spring in Provence is like.

Bai Yun was sitting alone on a white bench by the swimming pool, holding the guest book used in the exhibition, when Lee, who was swimming, came out of the clear, seemingly pale blue water, put on a towel and quietly came to Bai Yun's side: "What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about? ..."

When Bai Yun heard Lee's voice, he smiled at him and said, "I was reading the message I got from the person who came to the exhibition that day."

Lee said curiously, "What's so nice about the messages? I see you've been looking at them all afternoon."

Bai Yun handed the book to Lee and said, "Read it yourself."

Lee took the book and saw a long poem lying quietly on the open page of the guestbook. Next to the poem, a lavender flower that looked like it had been picked from a field was lying quietly there. The poem reads

I wonder if you remember the time when you and I

Walking side by side in a sea of purple flowers

The wind blew your long hair

You were light as a cloud under your white dress

A wide field

The natural wind

I don't know why

For the first time I realized

The lavender is more beautiful than it is said to be

I wonder if you remember

In the fragrance of the lavender

We took a deep breath together

You smiled and said to me

It was the scent of love

I looked confused

It's not because I can't understand your words

You don't speak bird language

But it makes me think of birds and flowers

In your happy eyes

My heart found a long-lost stirring

From that moment on

My heart belonged to you

From that moment until forever

Fate

Always seems to play tricks on people

When I decided to show my heart to you

I received the news that I had cancer

I couldn't let you waste your youth

I'm a man who's lost his health

I was lost, confused and blaming fate

As I thought about it all

After playing the part of marrying someone else

I realized

My medical report was also a show

A show of fakery

The person I grew up thinking of as my sister

The person who was my sister when I was a child orchestrated all this

Her reason was simple

She thought she loved me

But she doesn't know

My heart

From the moment I first saw you

It started to stir

Every time I meet you

I feel like I'm tasting joy

The ultimate joy

Like wine

Intoxicates me

It makes me addicted

That I can never let go of

My heart, my soul, my spirit

Crazy for you

I'm crazy about you

But

When I've fallen in love with you

Fate

So cruelly separates us

When all the mischief ended like a nightmare

When I thought I could return to you

I found

Everything has changed

Time can't be repeated

I can't blame you

It's only fate that's to blame

Your coldness to me

Your passion for him is fire

All the time you challenge my courage to be near you

I know

Perhaps your heart belongs to someone else

But why is it that even though the answer is so obvious

I'm still not happy

What I can't forget

It's still you

Your dark hair and your eyes

What I can't let go of

The love for you

The longing for you, the longing for you

As I walk in the sea of lavender flowers

I vaguely remember

Of all the things I've done

Love and sweetness

It was the happiest time of my life

Now

The earth kisses my lonely shadow

The wind blows my memory and my sense of smell

I breathe deeply

And smell the scent of love

I know

No matter what has happened

Ever since I first met you

My heart has never left

I've always dreamed of you

I think of you all the time

I'm always hoping for a miracle

I wish for you to come back to me

I wish things could go back to the way they were

Back to those days

We belonged to each other

And the moments when we shared happiness together

I know

No matter how much time flies by

No matter how the world changes

My happiness

Can only exist because of you

My heart

Will always beat only for you

My love

Will always belong to you

Forever and ever

...

After reading the poem, Lee looked at Bai Yun in silence for a while. He noticed that Bai Yun's face was pale and the eyelashes on her big eyes were wet, as if tears had passed through them. He looked at her pityingly and said in a soothing, deep voice, "I think he loves you very much and you have always thought of him, love between two lovers is rare. Everyone seeks true love, but not everyone is so lucky as to find it, but if you don't grab the happiness that is in your hand, you will never be happy again.