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15
After the concert, I felt that my life was complete.
My health deteriorated, and I could hardly eat or speak on my own.
Lu Feng came to the hospital every day after work to keep me company. The fatigue in his brows was hard to hide, and he seemed quite dispirited.
I was used to seeing him as a sunny boy in casual clothes, so I was surprised by how handsome he looked in a suit, making it hard to look away.
I heard that later he faced family punishment for his actions; he gritted his teeth and endured it, but he never mentioned it to me.
When he suggested breaking up before, I felt some resentment towards him.
But later, I thought about it; he was the only heir of the the Lu Family. During school, his parents indulged him in all sorts of mischief, likely knowing that after graduation, his only path would be to inherit the family fortune. They probably wanted him to enjoy a youthful time.
I didn’t expect that after graduation, he would still choose to go against his parents for me and pursue a career in music.
Although we didn’t walk further together, I was content.
I shouldn’t, and couldn’t, hold him back any longer.
“ Lu Feng, I'm sorry. You should go home.”
“Forget me, forget me… just live well from now on…”
“We… we may never meet again…”
I used all my strength to say the last words to him, letting his tears fall on my face and body while feeling powerless.
I didn’t tell him I loved him; I just hoped that even without me, he could live well.
16 ( Lu Feng's Perspective)
I fell in love with a girl who is somewhat cute and incredibly stubborn.
I used to not like this type of girl.
Somehow, seeing her blush while cheering for me on the court made me want to show off and attract more of her attention.
Later on, I noticed she always followed me—at the cafeteria, the library, and even just seconds before class started when she would pass by my window.
I gathered my courage to confess to her; this was my first time confessing to a girl in my life.
I pretended to be relaxed and teased her, thinking that if I got rejected, I could just joke around and walk away. To my surprise, she agreed, and my heart raced while my ears burned.
When we were together, we rarely argued. She liked me a lot and was very obedient. When we kissed, she would always peek at me with one eye open and one eye closed, so I had to cover her eyes. Because I felt shy too.
I never expected that after seven years together, she would fall ill, and I would feel so helpless. I could only go home and ask my parents for help in contacting the best doctor. They were unwilling and said they would only help if I agreed to go home obediently and break up with her.
I hated myself for having spent those years just eating, drinking, and having fun, leaving me in such a dire situation now. I couldn't even protect the person I loved. I wasn't a coward, yet I chose to end our relationship with just a text message.
I couldn't face her; I was afraid that when she cried, I wouldn't be able to resist hugging her. I knew she would be sad for a while, but I never expected she would consider taking her own life. When I found out she had taken sleeping pills and was sent for emergency treatment, I lost it in front of my parents.
As I cut my wrist with a knife and blood gushed out, they screamed, but my heart felt calm. At that moment, all I could think about was Yueyue. Even if it meant going to hell, I would accompany her.
Fortunately, she was saved, and so was I. If it weren't for my mom crying and telling me that she had woken up and urging me not to think too negatively, I might not have recovered so quickly.
I secretly watched her while she slept; she looked so peaceful and fragile like a porcelain doll. I didn't dare let her know that I was a coward.
I met with her best friend; she hit me, which made me feel much better inside. I told her to take Yueyue abroad; I had arranged for a doctor for her there.
I always made excuses about business trips to secretly see her. She was doing well, which eased my worries.
As long as she gets better, I still have a chance.
I need to grow quickly; I can't dare to get close to her until I am capable of supporting her.
But later, she didn't wait for me, and I lost her forever.
I think I will never love someone so wholeheartedly again in my life.
After she left, I fell into despair for a long time, drowning my sorrows in alcohol and becoming someone I barely recognized.
Until her parents gave me her diary, a journal she started writing from the day we began our relationship.
I cried uncontrollably.
She wrote that she hoped I could be a good son to my parents and also be true to myself.
She urged me not to leave regrets in my life.
I changed my past lethargy and, in addition to work, persisted in music creation.
I established Aiyue Music Company to help young people with musical dreams realize their aspirations.
I think she would appreciate what I've been doing.
On another year on her birthday, I remembered the surprise I never got to give her.
It was an engagement ring.
I went to her grave and placed the ring on it.
My dear, I refuse to accept that we will never meet again; even if it takes thousands of lifetimes, I will find you.
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