By the time the thin, haggard man finished speaking, tears were streaming down his face. His voice choked up even more as he continued, "When the pain became unbearable, she would clutch my arm tightly and cry, 'Fairy tales are all lies. I can't be your prince, and I'm no princess. We'll never get to live happily ever after.'"
"I... I know I'm no prince. But from the moment she told me she loved me, I truly wished I could be her prince. No, being a prince wasn't enough. I wanted to be the angel in a fairy tale. Then all I'd have to do was spread my arms and turn them into wings, so I could protect her forever, shield her from her illness, and keep her by my side, happy for the rest of our lives."
"Even though we couldn't stay together forever, we held our wedding in the hospital ward. On our wedding day, we played 'Because Love,' 'Four Seasons for You,' 'Have to Love,' 'Love Frequency,' 'Soulmate Lover,' 'A Little Sweet,' and 'Love That Never Loses Touch' on repeat. She wore a veil and smiled so sweetly. To me, she was the most beautiful bride in the world."
"I don't regret meeting her and falling in love with her. Even if we had to part forever in the end, those beautiful memories are the most precious things I'll ever have. Ye Chen, could you write a song about the two of us?"
"Of course. Give me a moment to think," Ye Chen said, nodding, visibly moved.
The story of this lucky fan was so touching.
Two people in love hadn't been defeated by reality, but they had been defeated by illness. They couldn't be together, couldn't overcome the divide between life and death, and had to