I told Xu Hui everything Ji Ziyang had wanted me to tell her.
She kept crying. We comforted her for a long time before finally persuading her to go home.
Some of what I had just said was a lie, but at least those lies gave Xu Hui some hope.
Even so, Xu Hui was still devastated. She could not bear to part with the boy who had entered her life. Although the lies made her believe she would meet Ji Ziyang again in the future, how far away was that future?
And when that future finally came, she would discover that she could no longer find Ji Ziyang at all.
That was the cruelest part.
But by then, perhaps she would have matured a great deal. Perhaps she would be able to accept that reality.
At least it would be much better than making her accept it now.
I thought that was the end of it.
In the days ahead, Xu Hui would study hard and head toward a bright future, holding on to the hope of reuniting with Ji Ziyang.
And before too long, Ji Ziyang would be reincarnated and embark on a new life.
But sometimes, life was a tragedy, a tragedy that never stopped playing out.
And we just happened to encounter all these tragedies.
About half a month later, one day, Xie Peng suddenly told me that Xu Hui was dead.
When Song Xiaotian and I heard the terrible news, it struck us like a bolt from the blue, as though thunder had shattered over our heads.
Xu Hui was dead!
The girl Ji Ziyang had always protected, the girl we had seen just half a month ago-she was dead?
"What exactly happened?" It took Song Xiaotian and me a long while to recover before