The cruelest love words in the world are that I will accompany you until the last moment
When the cherry blossoms fall, I give spring back to you.
On the day Xu Muqing, editor of the publishing house, met best-selling author Xie Shi for the first time, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.
Holding a manuscript that he had rejected nine times, she saw him breaking down and crying alone on a park bench—the man who was called a "cold-blooded word machine" by the media was as fragile as a lost child at this moment.
"Mr. Xie," she handed over the handkerchief, her voice softer than the April wind, "you wrote the wrong description of death on page 137."
"People who are truly dying... Can actually see the light."
Xie Shi would never know that when Xu Muqing said this, the medical record in her white coat read "myelodysplastic syndrome, poor prognosis." She broke into his world with a dying life and became the only color in his black and white words.
Together they waited for the sunrise on the beach in the early morning, counted shooting stars in the snow-capped mountain hot springs, and hugged each other to revise the manuscript on a rainy night. When he finally learned to live with a smile, she quietly pulled out the infusion needle.
Under the cherry blossom tree on the top floor of the hospital, Xie Shi tremblingly picked up her, who was as light as a feather.
"Xie Shi" Xu Muqing's pale fingertips brushed his tear-filled face, "I hid all the spring days in the ending of "Mu Guang"..."
Later, the unfinished novel became a sensation in the literary world.
Readers cried bitterly for the blank space on the last page, but only Song Yu knew - that was the never-ending spring she left for him.
Intention: Regret