They all prayed that life would spare Yan Yin.
But all we can do is pray.
That night, Song Qingrong kept looking at me. Although she didn't say anything, I knew she was asking me: Xu Ruo, will you really die too?
I couldn't answer her, nor did I dare to; I could only remain silent.
But beneath this silence, a sense of dread crept into my heart. I feared that we would spend the rest of our time in this silence, waiting for Yan Yin's death.
After that, Song Qingrong awaited my death.
The fear lasted until dawn.
Perhaps it's true, as Yan Yin said, that I need sunlight. As soon as it gets light, I feel much more at peace. Maybe I really do hate the darkness.
However, I am also aware of this.
What I hate is the darkness without hope.
But darkness seems to mean no hope.
...
Before I knew it, Song Qingrong and I had been living in the coffin shop for a week.
Yan Yin's health is deteriorating.
Based on the timeframe given by the doctor, Yan Yin may only have less than a week left.
But we still haven't mentioned it.
During these seven days, Yan Yin's makeup skills finally improved significantly, and she was able to create beautiful makeup looks for herself without Song Qingrong's help.
That day, she came to me with a full face of makeup for the first time.
"Xu Ruo, is it pretty?"
"nice!"
I can say that with certainty.
Receiving my affirmation, Yan Yin's face was full of joy. Then she asked, "Then... can you take me to 'Sunshine' Park?"
Upon hearing the word "sunshine," my first instinct was to refuse, because I felt that the place wasn't suitable to go right now.
There lies the burial plot that Yan Yin had chosen for herself.
For her, that place symbolized death.
But Song Qingrong walked over at that moment and said, "Go."
"Let's go together."
“The name ‘Sunshine’ is quite nice…” Song Qingrong said, looking at me. “What do you think?”
I naturally understood what Song Qingrong meant, because in the past few days, one night, Yan Yin suddenly said: "What would it feel like if I died? I don't know if I could get used to my future little house."
"I wonder if it's very deserted and scary there at night."
"I've never spent a night there before."
I could only smile and nod, saying, "Okay, let's go camping there today."
"I'll go and get ready first."
As I started packing my things, Song Qingrong suddenly hugged me from behind.
"Xu Ruo, are you leaving soon too?"
After a moment of silence, I said, "As long as you don't feel like I've left, I'll always be here."
After waiting a while, Song Qingrong suddenly pinched me and said in an annoyed tone, "Who taught you that?"
"So glib now?"
I laughed.
She laughed too.
Then, I also heard Yan Yin's laughter.
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