sorry……
sorry……
I really miss you...
As Ye Mier thought to herself, at this moment, she felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her throat, making it so painful that she couldn't breathe.
It's so painful; I can only try to breathe to ease the pain.
No matter how rapid or heavy her breathing became, it didn't lessen the pain at all; instead, it intensified.
She ran over like a madwoman, knelt by the riverbank, and frantically pounded the water with her hands. Finally, she screamed hysterically, "Lu Man, Manman, please, come back! I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... Please come back..."
"You said our friendship would last forever, you said you'd never leave me, come back, I miss you, I really miss you so much... Manman, I'm sorry..."
Ye Mier cried until her whole body was trembling.
Yes, Manman said she would stay with her for life. Did Manman have the idea of making perfume for her at that time?
She knew her illness made it difficult for her to survive, so she created a perfume that would never fade, so that the perfume would accompany her, as if it were still by her side.
But what about herself?
What have they done?!
He sold her companionship for a mere 100 million...
Why……
Why be jealous of her? Why deliver the fatal blow?
She gripped the mud on the ground, straining and straining, as if she could never find relief from the pain in her heart: "I want you by my side right now. I don't want this hundred million. I just want you to be with me. I don't want fame. Please come back."
But she knew that none of them could come back.
Lu Man is the only person in this world who has ever been so good to her; such kindness will never be seen again.
“Manman…”
Seven years ago.
Ye Mier is sixteen years old and a sophomore in high school.
Lu Man didn't come to school. Ye Mier didn't know what was going on and wanted to go to the orphanage to find her. Just as she walked out of the classroom, she heard two students whispering to each other.
Chen Jiao muttered softly, "Have you heard? Gao Hong's mother is a doctor who works at a hospital. Lu Man suddenly fell ill last night and was taken to the hospital."
Zhang Yuan was shocked: "Did she catch a cold? I heard that leukemia patients can die if they catch a cold."
Chen Jiao didn't know what leukemia was, but she found it frightening: "Oh no! Lu Man is going to die? The thought of being in the same class as a dead person is terrifying."
Zhang Yuan, with an expression that seemed to thrive on the world's injustice, said, "She's probably going to die. Good riddance, so I won't have to see that face of hers every day—ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Mi'er rushed over and punched her hard, making her scream in pain.
After seeing who it was, she frowned and asked, "Ye Mi'er, what are you doing?"
With red eyes, Ye Mier pounced on her like a madwoman, pinning her to the ground, slapping her face hard, pulling her hair, and roaring, "I'll teach you to talk nonsense, I'll teach you to talk nonsense, I'll teach you to talk nonsense!"
"Ahhh... Waaaaah, stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."
"Lu Man won't die, she'll live to be a hundred, she won't die, say it, say she won't die!" Ye Mi'er threatened her as she hit her, her eyes filled with malice.
Who would have thought that a high school student would have such strength and be so aggressive?
The others were too scared to intervene and were completely disoriented.
Ye Mier was still not satisfied, as if only this could suppress her fear that Lu Man would die: "I'll teach you to curse, I'll teach you to be so foul-mouthed, just say it, Lu Man won't die!"
Zhang Yuan begged for mercy as she was being beaten: "Stop hitting me! I apologize! She won't die, she's alright, sob... she'll get through this, sob..."
Finally, the homeroom teacher came over and separated the two.
At the disciplinary office, Ye Mier's eyes were red, and she was on guard, as if she was afraid of hearing Lu Man's words again.
Zhang Yuan is still crying.
Teacher Xu asked, "Tell me, why did you hit her?"
"She deserves to be hit!"
Ms. Xu said unhappily, "You are classmates, you should love each other. How could you hit so hard? Look, Zhang Yuan's face is all swollen. Do you know what you did wrong?"
Ye Mi'er was trembling all over, and roared, "I did nothing wrong! I did nothing wrong! She deserved it!"
"Look at you, child, why are you so stubborn? Call your parents to come and take you home. You can return when you realize your mistake." Teacher Xu was also quite angry.
Upon hearing that her parents would be called, Ye Mier trembled in fright. Finally, she relaxed and said, "They cursed Lu Man to die, saying that Lu Man was seriously ill and went to the hospital. They're lying. Lu Man was perfectly fine last night and even treated me to ice cream. How could she be sick?"
After saying that, she was terrified. Looking at the teacher, she blinked and asked, "Teacher, Manman didn't go to the hospital, right? Manman won't die, will she...?"
Finally, she burst into tears, the tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. Between sobs, she cried, "Waaaaah... I don't want her to die, teacher, please tell me, Manman won't die, right, right..."
Ye Mier felt very insecure and just wanted to hear the result.
When Teacher Xu saw her like this, her eyes also reddened.
Just then, the office door opened, and Lu Man, holding a Chinese textbook, asked anxiously, "Ye Mi'er, I heard you got into a fight? What happened?"
Seeing her standing there unharmed, Ye Mi'er ran over and hugged her. This time, she cried even harder: "They said you were going to die..."
Seeing her like this, Lu Man was both amused and annoyed. She patted her back and said, "You're not that fragile. You think you'll die from a curse? Stop crying. You're sixteen years old already. You still look so ugly when you cry. From now on, don't cry anymore..."
Even if she really dies, don't cry...
"I don't want to! I'm scared! I want to cry!" Ye Mi'er said, stamping her feet.
Lu Man sighed softly, her voice filled with helplessness and sadness, as if she were extremely reluctant to let go: "How can I be at ease with you like this?"
How can I feel at ease with you acting like this...
These words were like a needle piercing her heart.
Lu Man had spent three years with her, and she had said goodbye to her in special ways many times, so that she wouldn't be in so much pain after she left.
She kept ignoring it, kept ignoring it...
In the end, Lu Man really left.
She remembered that summer afternoon seven years ago. The sun was shining brightly, and both of their collars were soaked with sweat, smelling rather unpleasant.
Even though hugging each other would make it hotter and cause more sweat, she couldn't bear to let go.
I remembered those two sentences she said.
From now on, don't cry anymore...
How can I feel at ease if you act like this?
It's been so long since I last cried, so very long...
"Oh, there seems to be someone in the river."
"Oh dear, it really is. I wonder if it's still breathing."
"Quick! Get in the river and save them!"
Suddenly, a man's voice came from beside me: "Hold on to me, don't let go."
She didn't want to hear it; she just wanted to be free.
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