Rose Shackles

When Xin Miao learned about Wei Zhiyan's death, there were still more than thirty days before the college entrance examination. Three days ago, Wei Zhiyan suddenly asked her on WeChat where she wanted to go to college. She didn't see the news until very late. Although she was a little baffled, she still replied to him and said that she wanted to take the exam in a southern coastal city. Wei Zhiyan responded instantly, asked about her specific target colleges and gave her a lot of advice. Looking at the messages that popped up one after another on her phone, she thanked Wei Zhiyan seriously. After waiting for a long time, when Xin Miao was about to fall asleep, Wei Zhiyan suddenly said something. "Xin Miao, you will always be my best friend." Xin Miao was in a daze, a little at a loss when faced with Wei Zhiyan's sudden sensation, and picked an emoji to reply to him. Then she fell asleep, and when she woke up in the morning, she saw that Wei Zhiyan had withdrawn three messages. Although she felt a little strange, she was busy going to class and didn't ask any more questions. It had only been three days, but we were already separated from him. Obviously they got through the most difficult moments together, but why did Wei Zhiyan stop... —————————————— She angrily told Wei Zhiyan that manliness should not be judged by the development of his Adam's apple, the thickness of his voice, or whether he is tall and can fight. Wei Zhiyan lowered his head in despair at that time. He asked Xin Miao, was he at fault? Boys must love playing basketball, games and Ultraman, they must speak in a low and vulgar voice, they must not have fair skin, they must not speak softly, they must not like literature, and they must look like boys. Xin Miao denied it very seriously, and told him that those children with strong personalities would form a small force around themselves and call themselves "leadership talents." They judged him as a sissy probably just because he was soft-spoken or relatively quiet. But the problem is that their view of right and wrong is extremely simple. If they think you are, then you are. They will not reflect on themselves, let alone feel that they have done something wrong. —————————————— Two people lived in the same city, and they both told white lies for each other's good, but in the end one died, and the other's life was worse than death. Look, Wei Zhiyan, how stupid we are, if we had known this, why didn't we sit together and talk about each other's pain? Even if I hold you and cry because of your experience, even if you blame yourself and hug me hard, we can still feel the warmth through each other's body temperature, and feel that we are still living tenaciously through each other's heartbeat. Rather than like now, I hold the cold paper and wood you left behind, carrying our pain with me, as if I want to drain all the tears in this life, and my bones are so sad that they ache. —————————————— But now I don't have much time left, and after thinking about it, all my reluctance and nostalgia for this world are almost all related to you. I'm afraid that you will be too sad to learn about my death; I'm also afraid that you have adapted to life without me and won't be very sad. I am afraid that you will always remember me and live in sorrow and refuse to live a good life; I am also afraid that you will forget me soon and the flowers you sent will never be placed in front of my tombstone. I'm afraid that you actually have similar feelings for me, but I've been separated from you, leaving a pile of cold paper to accompany your painful tears; I'm also afraid that you only have a simple friendship with me, and are at a loss in the face of my ordinary emotions, and have some grudges in your heart, alienating me as a lonely soul. Xin Miao, please live well. At any moment, if you remember that there was a bunch of branches that were born just to hold you up, it can make your sleepiness temporarily clear and your sorrow temporarily relieved, that is enough for me. Purpose: Mutual redemption