She had been in love with Gu Jingshen for ten years.
From the pounding of her heart at the age of sixteen to the farewell of life and death at the age of twenty-six, in ten years, she lived her life as an accessory to Gu Jingshen, a top spinning around him.
But she was never in Gu Jingshen's heart.
His Bai Yueguang was Lin Weiwei, his childhood sweetheart who later went abroad to study.
On the day she was diagnosed with terminal gastric cancer, she walked up to him tremblingly with the diagnosis certificate in hand, but she said in exchange: "Su Mingyue, don't make trouble for no reason. I'm very busy. You can go see yourself for minor illnesses. Don't delay my work."
The torture of illness is far less painful than the pain of death.
Before she died, she used her last bit of strength to dial Gu Jingshen's phone. Her voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible: "Gu Jingshen... I'm dying... Can you... Come and see me..."
On the other end of the phone, there was loud music and Lin Weiwei's delicate laughter. Gu Jingshen's voice was cold and impatient: "Su Mingyue, are you annoyed? I'm with Weiwei. Your illness can't be cured. Don't bother anymore. Go in peace. I will make arrangements for your funeral."
"Gu Jingshen..." Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and soaked the pillow towel. She used her last strength to say every word with blood and tears, "I hate you... If there is an afterlife... I, Su Mingyue... Will never meet you again... Never love you again..."
She thought it was all over.
Little did she know, the gears of fate had already quietly reversed at the moment she closed her eyes. A reunion that spanned life and death, and a love that made up for regrets, were slowly beginning in another time and space.
