☆, Extra: A Diary of Jiang Yu
I love someone in my heart, someone I can never be with again, someone I love but cannot have.
How can I describe him? It's the stunning beauty of love at first sight, the heart-fluttering feeling that grows over time, and the enduring love that flows like a gentle stream.
How can I describe him? He is humble and refined, yet full of vigor and spirit, forever the moon hanging in my heart.
In the days since we separated, I think of him almost every moment; he seems to permeate every trace of my life.
An object, a word, can instantly remind me of the days we spent together, and instantly bring back his image.
After a brief period of happiness and sweetness, all that remained was endless sorrow, and the pain of loss constantly reminded me of that.
Jiang Yu can never go back.
I kept telling myself that reminiscing wasn't illegal.
I torment myself by reminiscing over and over again, recalling the sweet happiness of the past, and the resentment of the mutual torment we once shared.
It hurts, yet it brings me joy.
This makes me feel that I am still alive, that I can still live.
I started to hate again. I hate my so-called most important friends. I hate them.
They destroyed all my happiness step by step, even though I trusted them so much.
I trusted them so much, and I cared about them so much.
Why did they have to be the ones to stab me in the back? It was that swift and decisive blow that caused me unbearable pain.
I can't understand it, I just can't figure it out.
Until one day I finally discovered that she liked him, so she had been plotting against me all along.
Perhaps it's been these past twenty years.
It was my stupidity; I deserved to let the wolf into my house.
How ridiculous! I thought the three of us were a family, but it turns out that was just my foolish arrogance.
Later, it turned out that the two of them were working together to frame me.
It's just that I realized it too late. I may not live much longer. I'm about to leave this world.
Maybe so. Maybe she's been drugging me for years, which is why she's always by my side.
But in the end, I will never see the one I love again.
I miss you so much, I really miss you.
Can you come see me again? YYF.
I used to think we had a long future together, but I never imagined that life would turn out so unpredictably.
I think I've only ever told you I like you before, but I've almost never said I love you, because I felt that there was still a long way to go and plenty of time ahead of me.
Unfortunately, you will never hear it again.
Later, none of those cold and heartless words were true. I really love you, I love you so much.
I wonder how you're doing these days? Have you remarried and had children? How is Hanzhi doing? How are you doing?
I'm not doing well without you, I'm really not doing well.
I am sick, and my illness is terminal.
Could you please save me again?
If there's still a chance, could you take that poor baby back?
So she's our child. How wonderful, a son and a daughter.
These days I often think back to our past, the scene of our first meeting, our first date, the first time we shared a bed...
So many firsts between us.
The past was so wonderful that I can never forget it.
If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, can I make an appointment in advance and promise to be granted to me again?
It's such a pity. We should have had so many more years together, and so many things we didn't get to do.
Is life always full of regrets?
Do we only learn to cherish something after we lose it? I don't know, but I really, really don't want to lose you.
That night, I made one last phone call to you, just wanting to hear your voice. But maybe you still reject calls from strangers, because you didn't answer.
Yes, we are always destined to meet but not to be together, and we always miss each other at the most crucial moment.
If you receive this message that day, perhaps I will beg you to take me away.
Why does fate arrange for people who are destined to be apart to meet? Why does love ultimately end in hurting each other?
I'm still the same as before, always asking these unanswerable questions.
They're always like this, incorrigible.
I want to see you so much. I want to live with my family of four. I miss you so much.
It's just that you're somewhere.
I lost you, I can't find you.
I've lost myself too; I won't be able to wait until the day I see you again.
We're too late, we've missed our chance.
There are so many things we are unwilling to accept, so many regrets. If there is an afterlife, will we be able to make up for them all?
I beg God to give us another chance.
By the way, the baby is very well-behaved, never cries or fusses, and is as beautiful as a delicate porcelain doll. It's a pity I can't be there to watch her grow up.
I want her to stay with her father, but I can't find you.
Your phone has been switched off for a long time. Did you change your number? Have you started a new life?
I have actually fallen to the point of having nothing, and even the Jiang family has almost fallen into her hands.
I was incredibly foolish, and all I got was retribution.
I just really want to know, if one day you unexpectedly learn that I am no longer alive, will you say it's all in the past with a calm and indifferent attitude, or with pity and sympathy, or with heartbreaking grief?
In my life, I have loved you, and although there are many regrets, I have not a single regret.
My only regret is that I cannot grow old with you.
I will never see you again.
I hope that in the next life, when we meet, we can say hello.
Goodbye, my dearest love.
Take good care of Hanzhi, and may you all be happy.
If you have the chance, take the child back with you and love her dearly.
That's a satisfactory conclusion.
I hope all babies grow up healthy, happy, and safe, and don't follow the same path we did.
Oh, and if I have the chance, I'll tell that newborn baby that Mommy loves her very much, but I can't stay with her any longer.
I want my baby to know that I look forward to her existence and that I care a lot about her happiness.
I hope that in the next life, we can fall in love again, and this time let's not let go of each other's hands, okay?
I hope that in the next life, we will love each other and hold hands until the end of our lives.
I hope that in my next life, I will only meet good people, and that there will be no more betrayal, scheming, or conflict.
I hope that in my next life I will just be an ordinary person, receiving little and giving little in the end.
I hope that in the next life, our family of four can live together peacefully and happily.
I hope that in my next life, all my regrets will be filled in.
I love you so much, do you know that?
Goodbye, my dearest; goodbye, my babies.
I'm going to see the new house my parents have decorated for me! It must be beautiful and cozy this time.
My parents will love me very much. I miss them so much. I wonder how they are doing.
We're going to have a family reunion too.
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