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Brilliant Starlight
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I believe there are two kinds of people in this world. One type is blessed by the sun from birth, shining brightly wherever they go; the other is like a walking black hole, consuming all light around them, including their own. — Lin Yue
Outside, the rain raged, pounding against the ground like countless tiny needles piercing the silence of the night. Lin Yue stood at the edge of the terrace of her penthouse, raindrops cascading down her hair, soaking her expensive silk pajamas. She tilted her head slightly back, allowing the rain to wash over her pale cheeks, her short black hair clinging to her scalp.
Looking down, she gazed vacantly at the sixty floors below. The city lights blurred into a dazzling halo in the rain, resembling an oil painting soaked with tears—beautiful yet heartbreaking. The biting cold of December wind cut through her, and the icy rain stung her exposed skin like knives, yet it could not extinguish the torment and pain deep within her.
Her gaze fell to the scars on her left wrist, where a fresh cut glimmered coldly. Blood was washed away by the rain, dripping drop by drop from her slender fingertips, disappearing into the downpour. How many times had she stood on the brink of life and death? Even she had lost count.
She exhaled softly, her voice so weak it was almost swallowed by the sound of the rain; white mist dissipated in the air. Depression followed her like a shadow, an inescapable curse that had entwined itself around her for over twenty years. To outsiders, she was the glamorous heir of Lin Group, backed by three powerful families, possessing everything enviable as a daughter of fortune, and a rising star in the investment world.
But only she knew how every night she relied on medication to sleep and how difficult it was to struggle awake each morning. Beneath those perfect smiles captured by media cameras lay countless despair and helplessness.
Lin Yue closed her eyes and leaned forward slightly, feeling the pull of gravity. She was good at calculations and knew how many seconds it would take to fall from this height to the ground. "Maybe if I end everything like this, I can finally be free?" she murmured to herself as she attempted to take another step forward, her toes already suspended in mid-air.
Suddenly, her phone began vibrating wildly in her hand. Lin Yue snapped out of her daze and instinctively looked down at her phone. The name "Lu Chen" glowed faintly on the screen in the darkness.
"Ha, I actually brought my phone with me..." she chuckled bitterly, self-mockery filling her eyes. Lin Yue stared at the flashing screen with no intention of answering. The ringing finally stopped, followed by a message.
"Lin Yue, where are you? The celebration for Dark River has already started; everyone is looking for you. Jiang Rou is about to go crazy."
The name "Dark River" froze Lin Yue's thoughts in an instant. At that moment, a prominent neon advertisement lit up beside her, and a face appeared before Lin Yue, striking her heart like a jolt of electricity, wrapped in endless pain—Su Yao.
Her gaze involuntarily fell upon that exquisite face, those bright star-like eyes, and the three moles on her neck arranged in a triangle. Those three moles bore witness to their first encounter, their brief sweetness, and ultimately the painful despair.
"Su Yao..." she murmured the name, her throat feeling as if it had been sliced by a blade, rendering her unable to speak. A year ago, their first meeting felt like an eternity ago. Three hundred days and nights of longing made every detail vivid as if it had just happened—from their initial fateful encounter to the cruel truth that followed.
A bitter smile appeared on Lin Yue's lips; the strength she had pretended to possess for so long crumbled in that moment. "It turns out that heaven has played a cruel joke on me," she laughed bitterly, allowing tears to mix with the rain, indistinguishable from one another.
Her phone rang again; this time it was Jiang Rou. Lin Yue hesitated for a few seconds, her trembling fingers gliding across the screen. Jiang Rou's anxious voice immediately came through: "Lin Yue! Where are you? I just got to your house and saw blood in the bathroom—" Jiang Rou's voice choked up, nearly breaking.
"I'm on the rooftop terrace," Lin Yue replied with an unusual calmness.
"Please don’t do anything stupid! I’m on my way; I’m already in the elevator!" Jiang Rou screamed, her voice filled with fear.
Lin Yue looked down at the city lights below, the rain mingling with blood dripping from her fingertips. Suddenly, she recalled the song Su Yao sang at the charity gala, with lyrics proclaiming "Even if I fall, I must shine like a star."
"How ridiculous; I've been stripped of any right to love you. How could I ever give you the Brilliant Starlight you desire?" she murmured to herself, her voice heavy with exhaustion and despair.
The iron door behind her was suddenly pushed open with a deafening crash.
"Lin Yue! Please come down!" Jiang Rou's scream pierced through the rainy night.
Lin Yue turned around to see Jiang Rou's terrified face and Lu Chen following closely behind her. Jiang Rou's meticulously styled flaxen hair was drenched by the rain, her delicate makeup ruined; tears streamed down her cheeks. The proud woman was now a picture of disarray, her eyes filled with fear and desperation.
"Xiao Rou..." Lin Yue whispered softly, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over her.
Blood loss blurred her vision, and her legs gave way uncontrollably beneath her. She felt herself falling, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
In the final moment before her consciousness faded, what flashed before her eyes was not the panicked figures of Jiang Rou and Lu Chen rushing towards her, but the bright, star-like eyes of Su Yao and the sweet smile she wore when looking at her.
If only... I could see you one more time...
Even if it were just once...
This was the last thought of Lin Yue before she lost consciousness.
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