Let go

Lin Xing's wedding was held two days later, on May 29.

Since Song Huan had to go to work, she discussed with Xu Han that they would go over at noon.

Xu Han asked Song Huan, "Didn't you say you were going to forget him?"

Song Huan laughed and said, "They've personally sent out invitations, how could I possibly refuse them in person?"

Xu Han smiled helplessly.

See through it but don't say it.

Song Huan said she would forget about it after seeing him one last time.

But once you see it again and again, you won't be able to let it go.

——

At noon, the scorching sun beat down on people's skin, and cicadas sang wildly, as if trying to tear the earth apart.

Song Huan and Xu Han arrived at Xuqiu No. 1 Middle School.

Xuqiu No.1 Middle School is still the same as it was back then, except for a few more buildings and renovated ground, there is almost no difference.

The only thing that has changed is their appearance.

Song Huan saw a girl playing and joking with a boy.

Just like Lin Xing and Song Huan back then.

Song Huan smiled and went to the auditorium with Xu Han.

The scene was decorated with many pink paper flowers and balloons, with "I love you" written on the balloons. There was lighting, and many old classmates came.

"Song Huan, long time no see." Jiang Siye greeted Song Huan.

"Long time no see." Song Huan noticed that Jiang Siye had some dark circles under his eyes, which looked like he hadn't been sleeping well lately.

Without thinking much of it, she glanced at the sign and noticed a standee.

The standee features photos of Lin Xing and Jiang Rou, with a line of text below:

Lin Xing and Jiang Rou.

The person next to Lin Xing was no longer Song Huan, but Jiang Rou.

Song Huan smiled wryly and found a place to sit down.

The wedding began soon after.

The host, standing on a stage covered with red cloth, began his speech.

"Let's invite the bride and groom to come out first!" the emcee shouted.

The audience applauded, the doors opened, and a scene unfolded before Song Huan's eyes.

Lin Xing, dressed in a suit with a red flower embroidered on the front, exuded elegance. Jiang Rou, on the other hand, wore a white wedding dress and looked dignified and graceful.

Lin Xing took Jiang Rou's hand and walked towards the stage.

After guiding the two to their positions, the host began the rest of the ceremony.

Song Huan felt a little bored and started playing with her phone.

Suddenly, the person next to me started playing some music:

"The falling stars and moon bring ruin to the world, causing flowers to wither and people to break their hearts. How can such a fleeting beauty be forgotten?"

Song Huan was stunned for a few seconds, countless moments flashing through her mind.

The music continued, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"The flames of war rise once more, until finally the music ends and the audience disperses."

"Seeking the next moonlight again~"

Lin Xing was that stunning beauty, and she was the one who clung to that stunning beauty and couldn't bear to forget her.

Finally, youth ended, and so did theirs, each finding their own peace. And the boy she loved most in her youth has now gone to find someone else who loves her.

Just like the lyrics.

Song Huan looked up at the stage, only to meet Lin Xing's gaze.

Lin Xing's dark pupils no longer held the youthful arrogance of his younger days, but instead possessed a deeper, more mature quality.

Song Huan was somewhat unfamiliar with the person she was facing.

Lin Xing's eyes lit up with surprise when she saw Song Huan.

Song Huan lowered her head with a wry smile.

After the ceremony, it was time to eat.

Song Huan picked up her chopsticks and ate awkwardly.

After a while, the bride and groom came to offer toasts.

Song Huan poured some beverage into a glass. She didn't pour any wine because she was afraid that if she got drunk, she would act crazy and dream about that boy again.

When the bride and groom arrived at their table, Song Huan, like everyone else, stood up, picked up her glass, and clinked it against theirs.

Jiang Rou recognized Song Huan: "Long time no see."

Song Huan offered her blessings: "Happy marriage."

Song Huan was about to clink glasses with Jiang Rou.

With a "clink," a hand with distinct knuckles held a cup and clinked it against hers.

It's Lin Xing.

Song Huan didn't hide anything. After wishing Lin Xing a happy marriage, she drank it all in one gulp.

It's supposed to be a beverage, but it has a kind of raw, bitter taste.

After toasting, Lin Xing and the others went to the next table, and Song Huan slowly sat down with her glass in hand.

"Happy wedding, Ah Xing," Song Huan murmured to herself.

She hasn't called him that in a long time.

——

After dinner, Xu Han drank some alcohol and kept talking in her sleep, making it impossible for Song Huan to move her. Seeing this, Jiang Siye offered to drive them home.

"Thank you for your help." Song Huan helped the completely drunk Xu Han into the car.

Jiang Siye fastened his seatbelt: "It's okay." After a few seconds, he asked again, "What's wrong with her? Did she drink so much?"

"It seems like he ran into an acquaintance at the wedding, and kept saying he wouldn't be friends with her," Song Huan recalled carefully.

"Do you know him?" Jiang Siye asked.

"I don't know him, but he must be a college classmate," Song Huan guessed.

Jiang Siye nodded without saying anything.

The car had air conditioning and was playing music; the clear, melodious singing kept echoing in Song Huan's mind.

Xu Han, who was sitting next to him, was already fast asleep, and there was no other sound in the car except for the singing.

"Song Huan".

When Song Huan heard Jiang Siye call her, she replied, "What's wrong?"

"I went to a classmate's house yesterday." Jiang Siye paused for a moment. "It was a girl."

"Chen Guai?" Song Huan guessed quickly.

Jiang Siye showed a hint of surprise: "Hmm."

"And then?" Song Huan took out her phone and started watching videos.

Jiang Siye's eyes were low, and after a long while he said:

"She is dead."

Song Huan paused, her hand on her phone stilling, her eyes showing a hint of panic.

Shen Guai is dead? How could she be dead? I clearly saw her just a few weeks ago!

Song Huan asked in a panic, "How did he die? When did he die?"

Jiang Siye said hoarsely, "He died a week ago. He had cancer and couldn't be saved."

Song Huan's tears fell onto the screen, and through the mirror, one could see the helplessness in her eyes.

Why is God so unfair? The person I love most is getting married, and even my best friend has had their life taken by a demon.

"It was then that I found out she liked me," Jiang Siye said, his voice choked with emotion.

He felt incredibly stupid, only realizing now that Shen Guai had liked him for twelve years.

He was unwilling to let her die like this.

"I want to go down and be with her," Jiang Siye said in a low, hoarse voice.

"Don't do anything foolish," Song Huan advised.

The two remained silent throughout the journey.

After Song Huan took Xu Han home, Jiang Siye drove Song Huan back to her apartment complex.

"Thank you so much." After saying that, Song Huan turned to leave.

"Song Huan, have you let go of it?"

Song Huan paused, turned around, and looked at Jiang Siye with a surprised expression.

It turns out that everyone knew she liked Lin Xing.

She paused for two or three seconds before speaking, "No."

Jiang Siye shook his head: "I was going to ask you how you felt after you let go of the past."

What does it feel like to let go?

Song Huan herself didn't know.

She smiled, said goodbye, and left.

After returning home, Song Huan sat on the sofa in a daze. After a long while, she shakily picked up her phone and dialed her mother's number. When the call connected, she called out in a low, hoarse voice:

"mom."