"If you had another chance, if you could go back in time with your memories, would you still be with him?" Yaming gently held Jiujiu, who was hiding in a corner, seven-tenths drunk. With a choked voice, she kept apologizing to the girl who had once been so radiant. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let you meet him back then. It was all my fault. Please don't cry..."
Jiujiu picked up a beer and tipped her head back for a drink. A little spilled from the corner of her mouth, ran along her sharp jawline and fair neck, and slipped into her collar. It was a little cold. The girl curled her lips, opened her bloodshot eyes, and smiled. "This ill-fated relationship would've happened even without you. I would've met him anyway. I've never blamed you..."
Jiujiu leaned against a pillar, lightly gripping her bloodstained phone. Her clothes were already soaked with blood. The sounds around her were a jumble, and a young girl seemed to be shouting, "Call an ambulance!"... Her consciousness grew hazier by the second. Her whole body hurt so much, and she was starting to feel weightless. "Looks like I won't make it... Heh." Bitterness flickered across the girl's beautiful face. Summoning her last bit of strength, she made that call. A deep voice came from the other end, sounding surprised. The girl parted her trembling lips. "Doctor Chen, I might not get to drink the medicine you made for me. I may not be going to make it. If I die, tell him I've been waiting for him all this time..." The boy on the phone seemed caught off guard and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Where are you?" The girl smiled. "Forget it. If I die, don't tell him." Then she hung up. The scene before her eyes blurred further. The stories of the past four years flickered through her mind, but she couldn't remember them. The only thing she could recall was a rainy day four years ago, when a boy holding a basketball said to her, "Thank you for picking up my book."
Theme: Have you ever wondered if the person you hate most in this life might be the very one you begged for in your previous life? Past life and present, bound together through lifetimes.
