I Heard That the Evening Breeze Has Passed

Su Wan loved Lu Zhiheng for seven years. From the humble secret love in the youthful campus to the cautious companionship in the bustling city, she spent all her youth and pride just to warm his rebellious heart. But seven years of deep love could not compare with Bai Yueguang's one look back. What he got in exchange was his careless perfunctory and his soul-piercing words, "Su Wan, you really make me sick." Later, she was diagnosed with terminal gastric cancer. On a rainy night, she deleted all his contact information and completely disappeared from his world. Lu Zhiheng thought she was just throwing a tantrum. It wasn't until three years later, when he saw the smiling girl with crooked eyebrows in the black-and-white photo in a quiet cemetery in the western suburbs, that he finally collapsed completely. He knelt in front of the cold tombstone, clutching in his hand the cheap star necklace that she had stayed up all night to break, and cried like a child who couldn't find a home. "Wanwan, I was wrong. Can you come back?" The wind blows through the wilderness, and the evening wind sobs. The girl who always followed him and had eyes for him would never come back. It turns out that the most useless thing in this world is belated affection; the most regrettable thing is that the old friend will never return.