She said, “Ke Yi, have you come back?”
I began to forget what this kind of heartache felt like.
I want to take my heart out and lay it in the sun. I think then it wouldn't hurt so much.
Or maybe I could throw it away, somewhere I could never find it again.
Even if that left me an empty shell.
Was it all decided from the very beginning?
Though this ending had been arranged long ago, what right did I have to suffer so much? I had no right. For the first time, I wanted to explain, but I couldn't find the words.
She said, “Ke Yi, have you come back?”
At last, the tears would not stop.
Narrating the life you like in the way you love is a happy thing in itself.