Don't Play Hip-Hop at My Funeral

At the age of forty-two, Gu Hai died in a car accident. At the funeral, his mother insisted on playing the song he loved when he was young - "Sunshine Homeboy". The moment Jay Chou's melody sounded, the man who had been secretly in love for half his life stood in front of the mourning hall, smiled, and shed tears. Then Gu Hai opened his eyes. March 17, 2008, Monday, senior year of high school. The alarm clock rang twice, the phone was still a Nokia, there was the smell of burning coal outside the window, and his mother was still yelling at him for not getting up. And, Zhou Xiaotang, who he had a crush on for three years and hadn't seen for fifteen years, was sitting in the row in front of him. He turned back and smiled at him: "Let me copy your math homework." Gu Hai felt that God might have seen him so badly that he asked him to come back and make up for the ticket. This time, he was not timid. He studied hard, chased her hard, and told her the words he had not said in those years. Until one night, he received a text message. Sender: Zhou Xiaotang. Content: Are you thinking this morning, what would have happened if you had spoken? Gu Hai stood under the streetlight, looking at this text message, and realized for the first time—— This story might be a little more complicated than he thought.