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Chapter 2 Geneva

"When you see this email, I hope I can avoid the torture of falling into hell. This is not the first time I have made this choice, nor is it a temporary intention, but it is unprecedentedly clear. It is precisely this that I can confirm that today will be my new student. It is also the first time I have written down these pens. It is not painful. I have already hugged everyone when I got off school on Friday. I have made a very formal goodbye in my heart. Please don't worry, please don't be sad for too long, and don't blame myself."

Chen Chuqiao, who clicked on the email, was struck by lightning. Before she finished reading the first paragraph, she began to call Zheng Zhimin's phone number. Her hands that unlocked the phone were trembling, "Please, please."

"The phone number you called is turned off"

Before Chen Chuqiao could react, tears had already flowed down his head and then called Zheng Zhimin's home, which was busy.

She kept waiting and waiting. When the tired voice of Zheng's mother came from the phone, tears burst out. She asked with a sob, "Hello, Ms. Zheng, I'm Isabella, can you ask Zhimin to answer the phone?" I couldn't call her.

Before he finished speaking, Zheng’s mother had already told her the news she didn’t want to know the most, “Isabella, Zhimin committed suicide. I only found out this morning, I’m sorry, she has no breathing anymore, I can’t do anything about it.”

In an instant, it seemed as if the sky was dark and the wind blew in my heart.

"I know that I am too selfish and that this decision will definitely hurt you. I am afraid that you will make things difficult for you. But I still did it without hesitation. I am very sorry, so please don't be sad for a sinner like me for too long. Because I don't want to ruin everyone's Christmas holiday, I have been waiting until now. I have been very calm over these times, and I am reluctant to leave, but I have not changed my thoughts of leaving. When I was writing this passage, I was still thinking, maybe I am so disheartened and insisted on committing such sins, that I am not worthy of living with Jesus."

Even if he knew that such a bad result would be, would he still make such a decision? Chen Chuqiao thought, and Zhimin's usual performance was replayed over and over again in his mind, and found that he really couldn't see anything.

But she didn't notice anything she had planned for a long time. She felt so heartbroken that she began to doubt herself. Perhaps she had never understood Zhimin.

"I have been living carefully since I was born, never left a deep mark in any place, never welcomed or expected, and it was not until I came to Switzerland that I felt like I was rooted. My mother said that because of the beauty of Switzerland and Dr. Christie brought me to treat it, I knew that you were the only ones that made me happy, and the beauty of Switzerland also arose because of you. Here I often fall into pain and can't extricate myself. I am still very young, but I feel so tired that I have experienced countless struggles and my body cannot bear the burden. I know that living is of course the best, but I'm sorry, I chose to escape.

I don’t want to elaborate on the pain I was in Korea too much. Now I think if that was the price of spending three years with you, I think there is no more cost-effective deal in the world.

Thank you really, Isabella for helping me with me for the first time meeting and sharing your friends and family with me.

I really don’t want everyone to feel that they are not doing well enough. You are the best friends in the world and have given me the best care. I really love you very much. It’s because I am not doing well. I can feel that I am collapsed but I can’t stop it.

You all know that you are changing me, and even thank you so much can't show my gratitude. You always say that I'm very good and very good. I really doubted at the beginning, why did I never feel a little happiness if that's the case? I still feel that, ah - I'm also a little cute and talented girl. No wonder I can get along so well with everyone, hahaha.

I know you can also feel my happiness, and will be surprised why you chose to end, whether you did not do enough, and it is not like that. Your feelings are not wrong, because being with everyone is really happy. Being able to feel so much happiness in my short life is simply something I dare not imagine before. These days are as beautiful as a dream. But I am sick and there is no way to cure the disease, so everyone doesn’t have to blame yourself.

Many of the agreed things have not been done yet. I am sorry to be wrong. Please do it all. Everyone is so happy and looking forward to it. Don’t throw them away for me. Please take my part together to experience it!

I have edited the increase and decrease carefully many times. I hope to say my thoughts most honestly, and I hope to minimize the harm to you. I really love everyone, I am really tired, I have lost the ability to restart, and I am really happy to be able to end it. Please be sad for me for a while, don’t be too sad. In the end, what makes Zheng Zhimin happiest is to become good friends with everyone, and everyone must be very happy!

like,

Zheng Zhimin”

I felt like a hole had been dug, and blood was pouring out. I knew every word, but why was it so absurd to combine it? It was obviously good Friday, but in just one day, things were overturned. I promised to see you next week.

Chen Chuqiao thought about it carefully, ah—Zhimin didn’t say to see you next week, she was saying goodbye.

I have always known that Zhimin is depressed, but everyone never takes this matter to heart. Except for when I first met, she looked silent and gloomy, she later became more and more cheerful and sweet as if she was a piece of juice sugar.

Occasionally, when Zheng Zhimin is afraid of having sex or being unhappy, everyone will always make her laugh and say, "Oh, what can I do without our Zhimin?"

She would reply in a depressing manner and everyone would laugh and hug Zhimin, "How could she die? Then let's be good friends all the time!"

"I clearly said I was very happy with us, but I was thinking about leaving, a liar!" Tears fell down, "How can you tell your death to be such an easy thing? How can you accept it?"

I thought my eyes were crying and my tears were dry these days. When I was about to speak when I stood in the church, I realized that it was really the last meeting, and Chen Chuqiao couldn't help but feel sore in his eyes.

Her eyes couldn't help but stay on the coffin. She mentioned a few things that Zhimin was stupid, intentionally not to make the atmosphere too heavy. Everyone was also amused by the silly but very innocent Zhimin who described it as she was silly.

"Jimin, who refuses to learn French because he seems to be complaining about French, can only speak bonjour and merci until now, so it is better for me to speak in English, maybe Korean."

"Zhimin," Chen Chuqiao held back his tears and said with a smile as he tried his best, "Thank you for coming to our lives. You have always been an outstanding friend and partner, we love you."

The weather was very good that day, and there was no cloud. Chen Chuqiao and a group of friends placed the pink roses that Zhimin liked in front of her tombstone.

She, Morgan, Emma, ​​Christopher, Antonio, Jean, Luca and Zhimin, are the eternal eight-player group. They stick together almost every day, having dinner, playing and doing homework together.

The seven of them were good friends since childhood, and Zhimin was later, but they left the fastest.

When she came, she didn't make much money, everything went naturally, and it was natural to integrate into everyone, and it was as if it were natural to leave. It was silent when it left, but for everyone, it was no less than dropping an atomic bomb, and the damage was even worse.

When they first met, Chen Chuqiaohui spoke Korean with Zheng Zhimin, and she was particularly close to Chen Chuqiao. Morgan had been jealous of Zhimin because they spoke languages ​​she couldn't understand together. Later, everyone became very good friends.

Perhaps there were still some signs. A few weeks ago, Zhimin inexplicably gave Chen Chuqiao a black dress and said that she hoped she would like it.

After the funeral, everyone started to recover from dinner in the restaurant. Several of them sat at the same table, and the eyes were red and swollen. Lucas said, "Let's go to Korea together, what to do."

"Yes, I want to try the fried rice cake that Zhimin said she likes the most." Morgan agreed.

"And there is also the university that Jimin wants to go to."

"Her hometown."

"Yes, let's take action."

——

I dreamed of that period of time again, this time it was longer than before, and my face was a little blurred in the coffin, and the black skirt that was kept well and pressed on the bottom of the box would never see the light again.

Chen Chuqiao touched the corner of his eyes, thinking that he must have cried, but his subordinates were clean.

It is often said that dreaming of someone means she gradually forgets you. Did Zhimin enter heaven as she wished and start to be overjoyed? She thought.

After a while, he replied to her, "Do you think she has gone far away, that's why you dreamed repeatedly?"

There were also a few friends in Kakaotalk who sent her messages. Chen Chuqiao took a look at who they were, but didn't click in, let go of his phone, lifted up the quilt and got out of bed.

It was only six o'clock and it was already dawn outside. Chen Chuqiao walked out of the balcony, looked at the blue sky in Seoul, and let out a long sigh.

When Jimin came to Korea, she accidentally entered the entertainment industry and started filming. All of this was like a fate, how could she forget it?

All the premises for standing here are Jimin. South Korea is Jimin's hometown and where she started as an actor.

When she first heard the healing script, she couldn't help but pound. This script was like another possible Zhimin.

The heroine is as sensitive, cute and special as Jimin, but with a different ending, maybe it will end up being the same. However, at that time, Chen Chuqiao couldn't help but feel roaring and fantasy just by listening to the plot described by Jin Eun-hye.

That's it. In a Japanese restaurant in Seoul, Kim Eun Hye, who was struggling to find the heroine, met her who was traveling to Korea.
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