In the past few days, the world did seem to pause for a second, beautiful and brief. But soon, everything continued to move, except for them.
Lin Xing often thinks about what he would be like without Cheng Yuexi. Maybe she died in her freshman year of high school, or maybe she would have been so numb that she lived until now, staring at the sky in a daze, thinking meaninglessly.
However, at least she had Cheng Yuexi, and she had truly lived it, even if it was only for a brief second.
The world is really cruel, but that second was incredibly beautiful.
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The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the first ray of light in the morning parted the clouds and mist, shining on Lin Xing.
She squinted her eyes, realizing that this was the last sunrise she would ever see, and tried to sit up straighter.
It was only later that she felt, damn, it hurt. The coldness spread from her limbs to her chest, and there were waves of unbearable dull pain in her wrists, and there was only blackness in her vision.
What about Cheng Yuexi? How much pain should she have? She didn't even dare to think about it.
Lin Xing never believed in the next life. People said so. In fact, it was just that she didn't want to believe that her story ended like this before she died. Naturally, she would not comfort herself in this way.
But this life was such a pity, she still couldn't help but hope that in the next life, there would be no more malevolence in the human heart and worldly prejudice, and Xing and Yue could be together forever.
Lin Xing slowly closed her eyes, feeling her consciousness slip away little by little. At the end of her obsession, only the unforgettable name was left, filling her soul.
Before she died, the revolving door of life began to play back her absurd life frame by frame...
Intention: There is resentment in the world, but there is no hatred in love.
