My hand is very cold, but I also feel that the hand holding my hand is gradually turning cold. Hearing my story, my cousin sadly closed his eyes. Then he took a deep breath, forced a smile, and patted my shoulder comfortingly he was speechless. He is comforting me, but right now, he is the one who needs to be comforted the most.

 I knew that, once my cousin knew about these things, the previous feelings might be over. I waited anxiously for his attitude and decision. I still looked down, not daring to look into my cousin's eyes, feeling extremely panic and self-deprecating. His silence for a long time made me feel uneasy again.

 I stole a glance at my cousin, who was closing his eyes, his brows intertwined in pain.

 "Cousin..." Finally, unable to bear it, I called out to him in sobs.

 "What? Ah.” He answered like a man in a dream, suddenly stood up, said to me in a mesmerizing voice “It's not early anymore, another day… will visit you another day…” Speaking of the last sentence, his voice was hoarse.

 When my cousin's shadow disappeared behind the trees, I was still sitting blankly on the stone bench. I know, this might be the last time, my cousin treats me tenderly. I looked back at my hand, just recently, it was still wrapped in the warmth of a loved one.

 I want to cry, but I can't find a reason to cry. Because, the painful things that I went through before have already taken all my tears.

 For the next few days, the cousin did not visit the Luu residence.

 Every day, I still wait anxiously, from the dawn of dawn until the night completely falls. From the new moon to the full moon. I longed to see my cousin's majestic figure, longed to see the man in white, fidgeting downstairs waiting for me, and when I walked downstairs he gave me a mesmerizing smile or.

 I kept waiting, waiting until I buried my face in the blanket and cried silently.

 Mother is the one who understands her daughter's feelings the most, but she has no way to help me, nor can she even find the right words to comfort and comfort me.

 One morning when I woke up, I suddenly realized that my cousin would never come back to my house with the excuse of wanting to see me again.

Waiting a thousand times is still the same, looking back hundreds of times is still the same.

 When I realized everything, I felt at ease in my heart. There is no waiting, there will be no disappointment, I gradually return to the leisurely life as before. Only thing, I did not touch the guitar anymore, left it in the corner of the room, after a while looking back, it was covered with a thin layer of dust.

 So, when my heart was completely frozen, Lan Lan rushed in to tell the young master to come and find me, I didn't believe her. When I first heard the news, my whole body trembled with emotion, but then I immediately calmed down. I smiled, blaming the little girl who now knows how to make fun of her owner.

 Lan Lan hurriedly got up, hurriedly dragged me downstairs, and sure enough, my cousin was standing there.

 Long time no see, the person of my dreams is still like this. Only the face is thinner and paler.

 He was still standing there, still wearing a white suit, a paper fan in his hand, looking at me with a friendly smile. Stylish yet elegant. His departure seems to have happened only yesterday. His smile and tenderness at this moment made me think that his sad eyes after listening to my story had never appeared.

 We were still standing a few meters away from each other, silently looking at each other without speaking. Lan Lan has since retired.

 The yard was large, only me and my cousin remained. Faced with his enthusiastic gaze, I wanted to run away, but there was nowhere for me to run.

 I suddenly saw the silk scarf in his hand, the same scarf that I had given to my cousin. Feeling heavy, I asked sadly, “Cousin came to return the scarf?” The tone of the voice was not only a little pity but also a bit of reproach.

 Cousin didn't say anything, just stood still and looked at me.

 I think, in the past, I have been spoiled by my cousin's indulgence. What right do I have to blame my cousin? I closed my eyes, questioned myself, and said softly, "I still think my cousin will never visit me again." As soon as the words were said, tears were also given the opportunity to fall, each salty drop fell on my cheeks and fell into my hand.

My cousin stepped closer and wiped my tears with his sleeve. His gestures also show compassion.

 My cousin's pitying attitude at this time made me sad and happy, I timidly asked "Cousin, is he still angry?".

 "I've never been angry with her before." Finally, the cousin spoke up.

 That sentence touched me deeply. "Then why hasn't my cousin come to visit you for a long time?"

 " I blame ourselves. I am tormenting myself.” Cousin raised his head to look at the sky, “Actually, four years ago, I had a crush on you. I was angry at myself for not telling her parents at that time. At that time, I did not have a career in hand. I really didn't have the courage."

 My cousin's words made my eyes light up, with those words, there was finally nothing to regret.

"Cousin..." I looked at him with emotion.

 " Younger cousin, come with me!" He suddenly became very emotional, took my hand, and said enthusiastically.

 "To go? Where to go?" I'm surprised I don't understand.

 “I deal in furniture, often have to go everywhere. So wherever I go, you will go with me. We will never be apart again!” He said with certainty.

 I used to suffer from the estrangement of a man with the title of abandoned wife, now I have the resolute pursuit of a young man, and that guy is the person of my dreams for a long time. With that being said, what more could I ask for?

 "Cousin, whatever you say, I'm willing to listen to you." I nodded softly with a little shyness and let him hold me in his warm arms.

I packed my things in a complicated mood. I did not dare to shock anyone, not even my mother - the person I cherish the most.

 I think, if my mother knew about this, she probably wouldn't have stopped me either. But she will hug me, I fear her tears will shake my resolve to leave with my cousin.

 At midnight on the third watch, I gently carried my luggage and went out through the back door. I know my cousin is waiting for me there.

 The road from my bedroom to the back gate is quite far, my little feet groping step by step in the dark night, the night dew wets my canvas shoes, it seems to also drench my heart, it begins to become burdened. Every step I take, takes me further away from my loved ones. I did not dare to look back, now I am afraid that the garden that is silent in the night will take away my tears. Dad must be in a deep sleep, I silently pray for him to always be healthy, mom must still not sleep, lately, she often has insomnia. Although it was only the beginning of summer, in the distance came the sound of dogs barking and frogs croaking.

 I finally made it to the back gate, and my cousin rushed over to pick me up, holding my hand tightly. In the dark night, his cousin's eyes sparkled.

 We stood still, hand in hand, looking at each other without speaking.

 The carriage stopped in the distance, before getting on the carriage, I was a bit nostalgic. I blinked at the house that had raised me for nineteen years. My cousin also guessed my mood, he didn't say a word, pulled my hand, headed towards my parents' room and bowed.

 I suddenly realized that the man standing in front of me now became not only my only support, but also a very reliable support. I looked at him with admiration. My next home will probably be days of wandering around in a carriage. Along the way, my cousin always held my hand.