When I was twelve years old, Ye Zhiqiu broke into my world.
He was like a trapped bird, and the fog in his eyes made me feel protective.
His parents said that my mission is to make him happy.
Because he has a disease that makes him unhappy.
Later I realized that it was not a task, but a bondage.
I trapped him for four years with the wish "I want you to live."
He said that he is my own god and can fulfill my wishes. On my fourteenth birthday, I made a wish that he would live longer.
He was silent, but still said yes.
When I was sixteen years old, I hugged him, who was so skinny, and began to think, is it really better for me to let him live in such pain than to let him die?
That night when I had insomnia, I heard Ye Zhiqiu's words. I knew that I had wanted to die for a long time, and I also knew that I had trapped him for a long time. I hugged him and cried, "Ye Zhiqiu, I agree."
I agree that you should die.
The day he left, he took medicine.
Swallowing medicine is more painful than jumping off a building or cutting your wrists. I know he is
Afraid that I would be scared when I see an incomplete him.
There is only one sentence in Ye Zhiqiu's suicide note:
[Leave the complete me to Ye Fengchun]
It's been four years since he didn't want to erect a monument, so I didn't erect it for him.
I carry his ashes with me and accompany me through winter after winter.
Ye Zhiqiu, you named me Fengchun.
But they left me alone in the winter.
Intention: I love you, so I set you free
