Ten years of secret love, one day of love.
The excitement of being at the same table as a sophomore in high school, the sweetness of living together in college - he thought he had survived the long wait, and finally he got to the point where he said, "Me too." But his mother, who is seriously ill, needs a happy birthday and a grandson.
Let's break up, I'm getting married.
He smiled and wished him happiness, turned around and crumpled the medical certificate into a ball. Late stage lung cancer, three months. Fate finally placed secret love and reality on the same scale, and she failed to stay on either side.
Lu Xingye failed to break free and rush back.
When he arrived, the tombstone was cold, and he was smiling just as he was in the photo. The security guard handed him a note that read:
In the next life, I want to meet you sooner. I'll love you first instead. This is a story about missing out. He had loved him for ten years, thinking that the most painful thing was secret love, but he didn't know that the real pain was when we finally stayed together and pushed him to someone else with his own hands; when facing death alone, he didn't even have the courage to tell him.
And he lived in repentance for the rest of his life, using long pain to repay this betrayal.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
