[Leslie Cheung Fanfiction] While the Breath of Life Lingers

When I have insomnia, I often turn to my brother's articles written by Ah Zhi to soothe my heart and resolve my difficulties. I hope there will be new works. Although I often read old articles and read them new, I have read them over and over again over the years.

In Jinjiang, I finally saw someone with a positive outlook on life... There are a lot of YY articles about the brother in Jinjiang written by female protagonists. I really don't know what the meaning is. Do the fans love the brother or the girlish feelings in their hearts? Very big??

I miss my brother so much! Recently, I can't help but want to cry when I listen to the songs my brother sings! It would be great if there really was someone who could travel back in time and go back to April 1, 2003 to save my brother from jumping! _Brother is such a good person! Brother, I know that you were plagued by illness during that time and some people attacked you without knowing the right and wrong, which made you exhausted mentally and physically. You had no strength to fight against the erosion of the illness. Otherwise, how could you have been so decisive in jumping from the 24th floor and leaving behind your beloved Mr. Tang and all your fans who love you! What I want to say is that if the paparazzi were more tolerant and understanding towards my brother at that time, even if they didn't agree with his relationship, could they not slander him and hurt him! My brother just fell in love with one person, and that person happened to be a man! Is there anything wrong? Is he wrong because he just fell in love with someone? _May there be no sin and pain in heaven! Brother, this is the fourteenth year since your death. We still love you and will always love you! May Mr. Tang be healthy and safe!

I've read the article many times. Come back soon.

I often think of him, and then I think of various possibilities and different endings. But I am too stupid to make up my own dreams perfectly, so coming here every few years is like revisiting the old place, to relive the dreams that A Zhi wrote and gave to us a few years ago, and I stored them here.

Don't mention Mr. Tang, no one will commit suicide in a happy life. I must feel unhappy, don't mention true love or anything like that

I miss my brother so much lately, thank you so much

I read each of Ah Zhi's finished brother stories several times and cried like a fool. I hope Ah Zhi will write another brother story if he has the chance.

I remember that it was fine when I was watching it before, but now, the tears just fell away.

Fate? Everyone is thinking about what would have happened, but why don't they think about the people who are still alive? Regret and longing are things of the past. I think it's better to just be grateful that I had such a wonderful person, so that my heart won't always hurt, right? Just indulge a little bit on a certain day and miss it with your heart. This can last for a long time. These words are confusing and confusing. The writing is very warm, thank you for your healing.