Before I died, I called Zhang Zhong into the room and asked Jiang Shen to go out, leaving Xiaozhong and us alone. She asked me, "You have liked her since you were in the second year of junior high school, and it has been your whole life now. Are you secretly in love with her without telling everyone, and you don't plan to tell her until you die?" I suddenly didn't know what to say. I have loved Chen Ming for so many years. From being a friend and best friend at the beginning, to now being nowhere to be heard from, what can I say? I'm glad that she doesn't know that I love her, and I'm also very aggrieved that she doesn't know that I love her.
"What's the use of telling her again? She might be doing well after so many years of no contact," I paused. "It doesn't matter whether she's good or not. It's good now. I don't want to disturb her anymore."
"Wei Sheng, do you regret being like this?"
"I don't regret it. If I had told her one day in so many years, maybe we would be worse off than we are now. I love her, and I don't want her to lose her peaceful life because of me." I looked up at her, took a breath and continued, "I later met Jiang Shen, and he loved me very much, even if I didn't love him that much. After so many years, I have wronged him. Tell him that we will still be together in the next life, and I will never let him down."
"What about Chen Ming? What if, I mean what if, what if she loves you too?"
"Then let's go to the next life. I don't want to love her anymore. Let her love me."
Then, suddenly I felt very relaxed, maybe it was a reflection of my past, it didn't matter anymore, it didn't matter anyway.
Then, I died.
Intention: I'm glad that she doesn't know that I love her, and I'm also very aggrieved that she doesn't know that I love her.