I am Su Yanci. Lu Shiyan and I used to be the most envied by others.
Throughout several years of youth, we were inseparable. We go to school together in the morning light, go home in the evening breeze, eat warm meals together, and watch movies together. The street lights at the alley, the cool evening breeze, and the subtle whispers of each other are all filled with the tenderness of our two-way journey. I once naively thought that this youthful love could last through the years and live out the rest of my life safely.
But the secular family background eventually crushed all our good things.
His father thought that I was ordinary and lowly, and that I was not from the right family, so he violently cut off everything about us, forcibly took Lu Shiyan to the distant United States, and forcibly broke up the two of us who had been together for many years.
The ordeals of fate followed one after another. After he left, I was diagnosed with cancer. The doctor said that I only had one year left to live.
I hid all the pain and despair, carried all the suffering alone, never talked about it, and never disturbed him in a foreign country. I held the remaining longings and silently counted down the rest of my life. I just wanted to finish the last journey quietly without becoming a hindrance to him.
On the day he landed abroad, I was filled with tenderness and just wanted to send a simple peace greeting.
But the dazzling system prompt completely shattered all my expectations - you are no longer the other party's friend.
The forbearance that had been built up for a year suddenly collapsed. I got drunk late at night and staggered into an alley full of memories. In the tender corner where we were once side by side, I was left alone, crying until my whole body was shaking. Passers-by stopped to watch, and some offered comfort, but no one knew about the festering wound in my heart.
In the days that followed, I suffered from illness day by day and my body gradually declined. I gritted my teeth and persisted, hoping to survive until the New Year and wait for a nihilistic consummation.
But after all, I couldn't survive the cold winter and wait until the New Year.
The day before bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, I exhausted my last breath.
As I was dying, I repeatedly asked myself, maybe I am not worthy of love in the first place.
Lu Shiyan, this year has been my affectionate monologue that no one knows or responds to.
I am full of regrets in this life, and we will never see each other again in the next life.
Intention: intention
The young man's pure love could not withstand the obstacles of his real family background, and loneliness, regret and self-denial pervaded the last days of his life. From the beginning to the end, only the protagonist is left to hold on to this love. His deep love cannot be responded to, and his life is withering. Finally, he gives up his obsession and chooses not to meet again in the next life. It tells the tragedy of incomplete love: not all sincerity can be cherished, and some people's love is just a monologue that no one listens to.
Concise idea in one sentence:
Some deep loves are just one person's one-man show from beginning to end.
