Lin Xuan chased Lu Yanzhou for seven years.
Seven years, two thousand five hundred and fifty-five days. She lived a schedule centered on him, remembering his preferences, being available whenever he called, and never causing any trouble for him.
She knew he didn't like her. But it doesn't matter, she thought, just being able to stand by his side is enough.
Until the critical illness notice was placed in front of me.
The doctor said that for hereditary heart disease, a suitable heart source needs to be found as soon as possible. The doctor said that there should be no big mood swings. The doctor said, why didn't you come earlier?
She told him nothing.
It was only on that rainy night that I sent him the last message:
"Eat well."
Then block him, disappear, and walk towards the end alone.
Lu Yanzhou thought she was just having a temper.
He waited for her to come back and come to him as before. I waited a day, two days, a month, half a year.
What awaits are her belongings, her diary, and the letter she wrote to him.
"Lu Yanzhou, actually I have something I want to hear you say to me. But I know that I won't be able to hear it in this life. In the next life, I will stay away from you."
He looked back.
She couldn't see anymore.
