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The sound of my phone pulled me back from my memories. I glanced at the letter in my hand; the yellowed paper bore faint traces of tears, and I was certain this letter was not a prank.
But why did she reject me when I confessed my feelings to her?
In such a cruel way.
"Xiao Hai, I rejected your confession. You must be feeling very sad.
That night, watching you cry by the roadside, I couldn't help but want to rush over and hug you. But reason held me back; what right did I have to disrupt your life?
I would rather you hate me than like me, only to lose me in the end.
A gentle boy like you, even if rejected, would surely move on quickly. But if you fall for someone and then part ways, how could you bear that pain?
It's been ten years; I believe you've come to terms with everything by now.
I’m writing this letter simply to tell you that during your youth, there was a girl who liked you very much. She was not good at expressing her feelings, but if you sensed even a hint of her affection for you, magnify that feeling a thousand times—that's how much she truly liked you.
She loved chatting with you in class, laughing at your jokes.
She enjoyed shopping with you, watching as you tried to maintain your pride even when you were broke, insisting on buying her candied hawthorn even if it meant walking home.
She loved listening to you sing; when you sang, there was light in your eyes.
She cherished being with you, even if they did nothing together—she could feel happiness enveloping her."
She liked to change for you, to become the person you envisioned in your heart.
She enjoyed giving you the best of everything, just like that final scene, which you would recall with fondness.
"Xiao Hai, live happily. I will sincerely bless you from a corner where you cannot see me. This is my first love letter, and it will be my last. I wish you all the best."
"Wei Ziyang."
I nearly barged into Zhou Tong's office. He was in a meeting when I dragged him out forcefully.
"What the hell? Did your house collapse?" Zhou Tong snapped at me.
"Where is Wei Ziyang?" My voice trembled. "Where is Wei Ziyang now?"
"How would I know? It's been ages since we graduated," Zhou Tong turned his head away.
"Look at me!" I raised my voice too loudly, causing his colleagues to glance over. "If you consider me a friend, just tell me the truth."
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Tong's eyes were filled with panic.
"Take me to see her, take me to see her." My nails dug into Zhou Tong's arm.
Zhou Tong sighed. "Fine, but promise me you won't do anything stupid."
I finally saw Wei Ziyang. The black-and-white photo on the tombstone showed her smiling peacefully. The grave was well-kept, indicating that someone often came to visit her.
"During the Spring Festival of her senior year, she was diagnosed with a tumor. The doctor said it was malignant and that she needed surgery, but she insisted on waiting until after the college entrance exam to go through with it."
"On the day you took the train to university, she came to see you. That night, she was scheduled for chemotherapy. She told you to remember her beautiful self."
"Later, her health deteriorated. She called every classmate in our group, pleading with us to keep this matter a secret from you. She said she had already hurt you once and couldn't bear to cause you more pain."
"She left us in the dead of night. She wanted to see the stars, and the nurse opened the window for her. She mentioned missing someone, but when the nurse asked who it was, she didn't answer. When the nurse looked down, she found that she had closed her eyes, as if she were peacefully asleep..."
Zhou Tong sat beside me, softly recounting the story. The girl in the photo looked gentle and serene, just like how she used to watch me sleep.
"Xiao Hai, when people die, they turn into stars, right?" Under a sky full of stars, Wei Ziyang nestled against my shoulder.
"Damn it, the string broke. Let's put the guitar away," I thought, my heart pounding while I tried to maintain a calm facade.
"Of course they do. I want to become one of those stars. Remember this: whenever you see that star again, it's me saying hello to you," Wei Ziyang pointed to a star in the southeast.
"I'm nearsighted; I probably won't recognize it."
"Silly." Wei Ziyang smiled gently and leaned her head closer to my neck.
Tears finally broke free. The best girl in my life had given me all her tenderness and then quietly left when I wasn't paying attention. How lucky I was to have received this angel's affection during my youth. I cried uncontrollably, the breeze brushing against my face felt like a touch from the heavens.
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