My name is He Jingxin.
In the midsummer when I was twenty-four years old, I met my lover.
In the next two years, he pulled me away from my boring life track and made me truly feel a life full of meaning.
But due to bad luck and God's unkindness, I came a little late.
I could only watch him suffer and struggle until he turned into decay.
He once talked about life and death with me with a smile, and admitted that real death is forgetfulness.
Therefore, in order to leave a thought for myself to survive in the future, I want to respond to his calls for help that have been missed by me before my life comes to an end.
Jiang Fuli, don't be afraid, even if our relationship is over, we will meet again eventually, and then I want to say to you again:
"I love you."
A full-text essay, focusing on the first-person running account narrative.
Purpose: Discover the beauty of life and cherish life