Chapter 348 The Grand Finale

Xing Yao waited in the apartment for a long time, until it became completely dark, and still did not see Song Anya come back.
She was extremely anxious and called He Chen.
"I don't know," the man's voice sounded tired, "maybe she thinks she should be condemned for her actions, so she's gone to reflect on it."
邢瑶呼吸骤然紧绷了起来，“你什么意思？”
“字面上的意思。”
何琛笑了笑，“反正像你们这样的人，别人就算是把心掏出来给你们看，你们都觉得是理所应当。”

He said, "It's people like you."
Xing Yao's eyebrows furrowed directly, "What did Chen Fei say to you?"
"What can she say to me," He Chen answered with a smile, "It's just some facts that I already know, and it has nothing to do with the Chen family."

Xing Yao clenched her phone tightly, her knuckles beginning to turn white.
"What did you find out?"
He Chen shrugged indifferently. "I have things to do, I'll hang up."
Xing Yao immediately stopped him, "He Chen, sometimes things aren't always as they seem," she paused, "Do you really think she's been doing well these past six years?"
"Is she doing well or not? She is still alive and kicking."
"Some people not only don't do well, but they are no longer in this world. So, who sounds more infuriating?" He Chen sneered.
只要活着，什么还都是来得及的。
可是偏偏……
何琛原本搭在方向盘上的手不由自主的攥紧，连带着轻笑出了声，“邢瑶，你们两个还真不愧是多年的好闺蜜，这么人的手段都是如此出奇的一致。”
Xing Yao was stunned for a moment, "What?"
She was waiting for his answer, but the other end hung up without any hesitation.
He Chen was sitting in the car, his phone had been thrown on the passenger seat.
The phone rang again.
He clenched his jaw and stared at the lit screen, but ultimately answered the call. As soon as he picked up, a woman's voice on the other end yelled, "He Chen, you need to explain yourself."
He remained silent for two seconds.
"Don't you know?"
He closed his eyes and spoke softly with a hint of laughter, "You are trying everything possible to leave Chen Yichen, but he was never going to live past thirty years old."
Xing Yao was stunned for a moment.
There was a two-second silence on the phone, with only the crackling sound of electricity.
"So you didn't know," He Chen seemed to have guessed something, and a smile even appeared on his lips. "Tsk tsk, I, as someone who has nothing to do with it, know all about this deep secret. But he wouldn't tell you anything."
"Could it be that you hurt him too badly?"
The next second, the phone was ruthlessly hung up.
Xing Yao stood in place, clutching her phone, unable to calm herself for a long time, even biting her lips until they turned white.
活不过三十岁……
画面倒转，早在很久很久之前，陈斐千方百计的找到她，想要告诉她的就是这句话，只不过那时候她没有听进去。
```htmlBecause she felt that people like Chen Yichen should go to hell.
Some things really need timing. If Chen Yichen had told her about this earlier, she would only feel that he was using some means to force her to yield.```
```htmlBut now, six years later, it came out of He Chen's mouth.
She actually believed it.
“Yaoyao, I let you go.”
“Don't you want freedom? I give it to you. From now on, you don't have to compromise for those things I forced you to do, and you don't have to worry that I, this scum, will cling to you anymore.”```
Sure, here's the translation while preserving the HTML tags:```htmlShe didn't know how he left.
Nor did she know exactly when he left.
She just felt a fine and dense pain in her heart at this moment, as if something was crushing back and forth many times, and finally the pain was unbearable. She squatted down, and for a long time, there was no other reaction.```
果然是，错过了终究是错过了啊。
再也，没有机会。
……
宋安雅一个人坐在出租车上徘徊了很久，连带着双眸都是盯着车窗外，整个人已经是三魂丢了七魄。
When the driver reached the third circle on the ring road, he couldn't help asking,
"Miss, where do you want to go? Please tell me the destination. It's almost time for me to finish my shift, I should send you back."
Song Anya subconsciously withdrew her gaze.
After several seconds of silence, she still spoke, "Could you please take me back to where I got on? I can pay you more money."
Those who can come out from the Southern Bay are not poor people.
When the driver returned the person back, the moon had already climbed up lonely.
When Song Anya was scanning the QR code with her phone, the originally three-digit amount somehow got an extra zero. By the time the driver realized it, the woman had already disappeared from his sight.
周围安静的没有一点儿声音。
南湾别墅还是最开始她见到的模样，甚至于半山腰上的小木屋都隐匿在了沉沉而寂寥的月色里。
她进去的时候，胡秘书已经不在。
小木屋的房门紧锁。
从窗户爬进去的时候不知道碰到了什么东西，细细碎碎的洒落在地板上，她下意识的打开了灯，呼吸瞬间僵硬。
那是一株向日葵。
枝叶已经破败，干涩的泥土在木质地板上洒了一地，连带着印出了她的脚印。
她下意识的去触碰那枝叶，可是那明明已经破败的看不到一丁点儿绿色的枝叶却像是有感应一般颤动着躲开了。
顿了顿，终究还是起身站了起来。
胡秘书临走前把收拾好的小方盒子放在了书房最角落的地方，而且都已经装订密封，整个书房已经完全看不到裴少安的东西。
当然也看不到她的。
这里的一切都没怎么变过，唯一的区别就是少了那些物件。
她将小方盒子拆开，把男人的东西一一的拿出来，最后在最下面的地方找到了那串挂着骰子的红绳。
默了默，还是将它戴到了自己的手上。
可却也就是这个时候，空气中突然飘散开了淡淡的向日葵的花香，连带着窗户蓦然就打了开来。
And opposite the window is the backyard.
There are not only thousands of acres of flower fields, but also the bones of Pei Shao'an.
Song Anya seemed to be driven by something in that moment, walking slowly towards the direction of the window until she slowly closed her eyes.
"Yaya!"
Xing Yao's voice suddenly pulled her back.
She instinctively turned around and saw the woman rushing towards her at the door, panting heavily, and the two of them fell onto the balcony beside them as Xing Yao ran into her.
“宋安雅，你是不是疯了？”
宋安雅坐直了身子，“我……”她眨了眨眼，认真的摇了摇头，“没有啊。”
“那你刚才站在那里做什么？”
Xing Yao pointed directly in the direction where she had been standing a moment ago, with obvious signs of losing control of her emotions. "Song Anya, I'm telling you, if you really dare to abandon An'an, I'll take her away from here forever and not let her recognize you as her mother. Don't try me if you don't believe me?!"
The atmosphere has been quiet for a long time.
Song Anya looked up at the woman with angry eyes, and for some reason, she smirked and grabbed her hand.
“瑶瑶，谢谢你。”她说。
邢瑶将自己的手抽了回来，连带着在她身侧坐了下来，“废话真多。”
“我说真的，”宋安雅深吸了一口气，将自己的脑袋靠在了女人的肩膀上，缓缓的闭上了眼睛，“当初那场流感几乎让我死于非命的时候，你是唯一一个愿意留在我身边的人，如果不是你，就没有现在的我。”
She had lost all hope by then.
Perhaps she was born pessimistic.
Or perhaps years of being emotionally detached had made her numb, and after falling ill, the only possible outcome was death, which is why she lost all hope.
But fortunately, there was her.
During that dark period, she was the only one left.
Xing Yao froze for a moment, her body stiffening, and for a long time, her spine remained straight without any other movement.
Song Anya continued, "Because you understand me," she paused, glanced at her, and said each word slowly, "that's why I trust you with An An."
Xing Yao pushed her away directly.
"Song Anya!"
She was angry, her eyes were red. "Can't you hear what I'm saying?"
Song Anya shook her head.
"I heard you," she grabbed her sleeve, her lips smiled faintly but also bleakly to the extreme. "But Yao Yao, I can't do it."
She couldn't remain indifferent to his death.
The lonely moonlight spilled onto the wooden floor from the balcony, and Xing Yao stared at the woman's face for a long time. The sour feeling that she had been holding back finally welled up in her nose.
Her nose turned red for a moment.
Song Anya pursed her lips and pointed instinctively outside the balcony, saying, "Did you see it?"
Xing Yao touched her own nose, "See what?"
Sure, here's the translation while keeping the original HTML tags:```html“These are the ones he planted.”
Song Anya quietly looked at the sea of ​​flowers and said quietly, "I have known him for so many years, married and divorced, divorced and remarried, and finally divorced again, but before he died, I never officially became Mrs. Pei."```
"Therefore, I don't want it to be like this anymore."
She wanted to put an end to this damn fate by her own hands.
End this unbearable life.
Xing Yao wiped her tears away and directly grabbed the woman's collar, "Song Anya, take a good look," she pointed towards the window, "he's already dead, he's not coming back."
“当初你回国之前我告诉过你，说不让你回来，可是你最后还是回来了，那时候你说不会有什么轻生的想法，我信了。”
"But how did you do it?"
"You shut yourself up in the hospital for over two months. The doctors had already issued a critical illness notice. If you had not woken up today, Anan would have lost her mother!"
"Do you want to let such a young child lose both her father and mother?"
Xing Yao's voice was already hoarse but she couldn't control her emotions.
宋安雅静静的看着女人的脸，双眸对上了她的眸，好半晌之后，才下意识的从薄唇吐出了三个字，“对不起。”
她闭了闭眼，嗓音氤氲而沙哑。
Xing Yao was taken aback.
"Yao Yao, I'm so tired... I don't want to keep going like this anymore..." Song Anya hugged her knees as tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm so tired..."
明明所有的一切都在好转啊。
可是偏偏，在她每次有希望的时候却都走到了穷途末路。
"Yaoyao."
她抱着自己的脑袋，平静且毫无波澜的出了声，“放过我吧，我不想再继续这样下去了。”
"From now on, you are Anan's mother."
Xing Yao was almost stunned at that moment.
"I refuse."
"I am not asking if you want to or not, I am just notifying you," Song Anya wiped her tears and looked at her with bent eyes. "If it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't be so relieved to go find him."
因为是你，所以她才会这么有底气。
邢瑶就那样盯着她看了好一会儿，也不知道怎么回事，眼泪突然就抖落了下来，就像是断了线的珠子，连带着眼眶都红了。
宋安雅抬手帮她擦掉了眼泪。
“不要哭。”她朝着她笑了笑，“哭花了脸就不好看了。”
邢瑶的眼泪还是没刹住。
倒是宋安雅拉着她的手在阳台旁边的地板上坐了下来，“今天晚上陪我留在这里吧，这几年你还从来都没有跟我一起这样安静的看过星星呢。”
他们正上空的位置，是月色下寂寥的星星。
邢瑶自己哭了好一会儿。
等到终于不怎么掉眼泪了之后，她才抽泣着盯着女人的侧脸，点了点头，“好。”
There was almost no sound around, it was quiet.
I don't know how long it has been.
"Yaoyao, bury me next to him after I die," Song Anya gazed quietly at the insignificant stars in the sky, a faint smile on her lips, "this way, I can be with him forever."
The stars in the sky do not speak.
Xing Yao's gaze fell on the woman's face, but her eyes turned red in an instant.
It's like this every time.
She can't do anything, she can only watch helplessly.
因为拦不住，也因为太懂她。
后来邢瑶靠在了女人的肩上，迷迷糊糊的闭上了眼睛。
月色渐渐东落，连带着星子也渐渐的趋于消失，但是却只有正方位的一颗星自始至终都是明亮的。
Song Anya subconsciously raised her hand and touched the most eye-catching North Star across the sky.
"Yaoyao."
She closed her eyes and murmured softly, "My dream, after all, was not realized."
Not only did her dream not come true.
Reality crushed her mercilessly.
The two sat there for who knows how long, and when the first ray of dawn shone through, Song Anya stood up cautiously.
At that moment, tens of thousands of acres of flower fields bloomed in competition.
And they all faced the same direction.
She tiptoed down the stairs, stepping on the dew all over her body and went to the backyard, finally sitting quietly in front of the tombstone.
花海几乎将她淹没。
裴少安的照片还在上面放着，五官棱角分明而英俊，眉宇之间带着少有的冷静内敛，她静静的看了很久，然后笑出了声。
"Husband."
She clenched the fruit knife she had picked up along the way in her hand, and her black and white eyes curved into a crescent shape. "I've come to find you."
As she spoke, she pressed her head against the side of the monument.
缓缓的，闭上了眼睛。
那一瞬间，初晨的光洒满了整片南湾，连带着空气中向日葵的香气也是前所未有的浓重，在掩盖了血腥味的同时，所有的花朵竞相盛放，像是最后的盛筵。
Xing Yao saw such a scene.
The woman's long hair, soft and covering half of her face, sat quietly next to the stele with her eyes closed. Her off-white long skirt had been stained with blood.
And a sea of flowers around bloomed in full.
The language of sunflowers.
Silent, unspoken love.
She didn't know whether she left because she couldn't bear his pain of loss, or because she had already made a decision before returning home.
她唯一确定的是，她爱惨了裴少安。
因为懂她。
所以在最后的时候，尊重了她的决定。
可是她的选择终于给了自己一个机会，却让邢瑶的后半生，再也找不到一个如她这般的人。
No more, I will never meet her again.
And yet, the cycle of life never truly ends.
……
The day after Song Anya's death, He Chen and Xing Yao entered into a legal dispute.
Finally, the court ruled in favor of Xing Yao.
She held Song Anya's ashes and buried her with Pei Shaoan, using Pei Shaoan's name to turn the area into a cemetery.
Nanshan Cemetery.
From then on, that place became the most mysterious and least known place in Maya City.
Because there are not only sunflowers blooming for thousands of acres all year round, but also a cemetery called Nanshan Cemetery that actually only buries two people.
However, occasionally when vehicles pass by, the sound of the wind blowing through the flower sea can always be heard.
Like a lament, and also like eternity.
This place seemed to have become a forbidden land, and no one had ever dared to truly enter it until many years later, when an elderly woman walked in.
She never came out again after going in.
Later, there was a rumor about Maya that became a topic of conversation after dinner but was not widely spread, and even became a popular song that lasted for a long time.
There is a cemetery in Nanshan, which was originally the courtyard of the Pei family;
Thousands of fields of flowers bloom, and the snowflake sunflowers are always vibrant.
Occasionally encountering strange stories, all because of Pei Fu's fate;
Even with a thousand grievances, death and life will never meet.