He Doesn't Know I'm Dead - Chapter 3
A week later, Lu Jiangming returned to the place where he and Yu Muge used to live together.
He could hear the noisy city outside the window, but that hustle and bustle was the complete opposite of what he was experiencing right now.
All he had was cold darkness.
Lu Jiangming opened the bedroom door, and the first thing he saw was a sheet of paper on the nightstand.
He licked his lips, feeling disturbed.
Yu Muge must have been the one who left this, right?
Lu Jiangming walked over and picked up the paper. Right after reading a few words, he crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground.
“Yu Muge, don’t you fucking dare come back!!” Lu Jiangming took out all of Yu Muge’s things from the closet and threw them onto the floor, then closed the door and left.
He never imagined that with these actions, he had made a premonition.
Habit is a terrible thing. It creeps into your life silently, and then, when it disappears, it leaves a shattered heart and a deep wound.
The paper ball lay alone on the ground; Lu Jiangming had not returned since that day.
After a long, long time, he would look back on this time and would think about how wonderful it would have been if he had read the letter seriously that day.
Unfortunately, he didn’t.
So he didn’t know what he had lost.
Perhaps this was God’s retribution.
I will not come back. My biggest regret is that I fell in love with a boy named “Lu Jiangming” in my second year of high school. I fell in love at first sight, and because of it, I lost my life.
- (Yu Muge’s Diary)
Wednesday, January 1, 2019. Sunny
When I first found out he was cheating on me, my heart was confused, as if it were full of wine; I was drunk even without drinking. I was dumbfounded and didn’t know what to do.
It was me who was with him, it was me who used to laugh with him, and it was me who promised to grow old with him; together.
But he broke his promise.
I acted as if it didn’t matter; I convinced myself that I could forget it. But, it was today that I realized that I couldn’t do it at all.
Time passed, but the memories didn’t fade away, and only I longed for our past to grow old together.
It’s said that after winter when spring comes and flowers bloom, everything will move on.
But I can’t.