Chapter 217: The Story of the Mirror’s Reverse Side

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: The Story of the Mirror’s Reverse Side

"Jump into the river?"

Ichiko glanced sideways at the figure beside her and found it was a cheerful-looking boy with short bangs. He was holding an unopened bottle of beer and slumped dejectedly on the already frozen iron railing.

Hearing Ichiko’s confused voice, Wai Feng couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. "What, coming to the riverbank so late on a snowy day? Don’t tell me you’re here to enjoy the night view. At this hour, who isn’t sleeping on a heated bed with their partner or holed up in an air-conditioned room playing games?"

He lowered his head, staring at the gently flowing river water interspersed with ice chunks. "Miss, if you’re also thinking of jumping into the river, I can chat with you for a bit. If you’re just passing by, then hurry along. I don’t want to leave a bad impression on a passerby before I die."

"Besides, I don’t want to be persuaded by others."

Sensing the boy’s melancholic aura, Ichiko knew she should persuade him not to jump into the river, that there would be nothing left after suicide.

But for some reason, she had absolutely no urge to persuade him.

She just stared blankly at the river water. "Do you think people will meet in heaven or hell after they die? If they can’t be together in this life, will they have a chance to meet in the next?"

Wai Feng looked at Ichiko in surprise. "Could it be that you also..."

"Also?" Ichiko’s eyes were still heavy and lonely, as if she was just finding a random topic to make herself forget the heavy and painful memories. "Why do you want to jump into the river?"

Wai Feng sighed. "I got dumped."

"Got dumped..."

Suffering pain because of love, so heavy that he wants to commit suicide?

There was a time when she also had the thought of just leaving with Haruko.

Regret and pain lingered around her. These past few days, she had been numbing herself, forcing herself to accept the days without Haruko.

But no matter how she hid, it followed her like a shadow.

Whenever she met an acquaintance, they would ask her—Where is your Haruko? Why haven’t I seen her?

Perhaps in front of outsiders, Haruko and she were already highly linked.

And this man, is he also suffering because of love?

Could it be that his partner is also like Haruko, whose heavy love suffocated him?

To this day, she still doesn’t know what true love really means.

Ichiko seemed to have found a template for reference and comparison and said to Wai Feng with considerable interest, "I want to hear it."

"Hear what?"

"About you and your girlfriend, and why you broke up."

Wai Feng’s mouth twitched.

He never expected that even when planning to jump into the river and commit suicide, someone would still want to rub salt in his wounds.

But... it doesn’t matter, I guess. It’s just a casual chat before leaving. No one in this world cares about me anyway, so it’s the same no matter when I die.

Wai Feng took a sip of the ice-cold beer, his gaze gradually falling into memory.

"I had no parents since I was little. After my grandpa, who took care of me, passed away when I was 6, I’ve been living alone. I barely managed to get an education thanks to subsidies and help from kind people."

"I originally wanted to work hard and strive, but I found that my brain wasn’t actually very good. I went to a regular junior high school, just missed getting into a key high school by a few points, and after three years of effort, I only barely made it to the end of the second-tier university cutoff line. Since I couldn’t choose a good university, I went to a decent junior college."

"Life was a bit monotonous. I was always just getting by, zoning out in class, eating after class, playing games when I had nothing to do, and even submitting assignments at the last minute."

"A very ordinary and tasteless life, isn’t it?"

Wai Feng let out a self-deprecating chuckle and the corners of his lips curved up in remembrance. "However, even I, who was so ordinary and had no advantages, still met someone I liked."

"That was in the first semester of my second year of university. She was a new student. One night, I fell and injured myself while playing basketball, and she, who was passing by, helped me to the infirmary. At that moment, I felt that she was the most important person in my life."

"She looked average, and without makeup, she was just the kind of person who was pleasant to look at in ordinary people’s eyes, not stunning, but I just really liked her."

"I started to change myself, improve myself, and began to pursue her."

"Chatting with her on Massenger, constantly creating chance encounters at school. After our relationship got a little better, I officially started pursuing her, buying her breakfast, bringing her water, taking care of her when she was sick, like a simp."

"I pursued her for half a year, I confessed, and she agreed. I felt that was the happiest time of my life."

"But we were together for less than half a year. Just yesterday, we had a big fight and broke up."

He took another large gulp of beer, glancing sideways at Ichiko’s profile in the darkness, and asked, "Do you know why we broke up?"

Ichiko shook her head. "She cheated?"

"You could say that." Wai Feng let out a long sigh. "She said she couldn’t accept my strong need for control and possessiveness, that she felt my love for her was too heavy, and that she couldn’t reciprocate that love."

"You know, I was pursuing her with marriage in mind for the future. I thought I could go all the way with my first love."

"From school uniforms to wedding dresses, what a romantic story."

"But she... was just going for enjoyment, just having some fun."

As Wai Feng spoke, he gradually choked up. "She just wanted to be in a relationship, just wanted to experience the beautiful and sweet feeling of being together. She wanted things to be a bit more relaxed, a bit more normal."

"The result, however, was that she thought my love was too heavy, my possessiveness too strong."

"But we were boyfriend and girlfriend, we were a couple!"

Wai Feng couldn’t hold back his tears. A grown man was crying so sadly. "My possessiveness wasn’t that strong. I didn’t restrict her from being friends with other guys. I only reminded her when I thought things were going too far. Since we were a couple, she shouldn’t get too close to other guys, it would make my heart ache."

"Isn’t that a normal thing for a couple?"

"I brought her food and drinks every day, I tried my best to give her whatever she wanted, I told her I loved her every day, I did all sorts of things with her. I loved her, is it wrong to be a little clingy?"

"She even said she wanted space and wished I could be more normal. Is there even such a thing as ’too much’ love?"

"I could give her all my love, so why did she end up hating me instead?"

"In the end, before I broke up with her, a playboy was harassing her, almost putting his arm around her waist, even trying to touch her chest. I punched that guy to protect her."

"Then, that same night, she broke up with me."

"And then she threw herself into that playboy’s arms."

Wai Feng wiped away a tear and looked at Ichiko sheepishly. "I’m ridiculous like this, right?"

Ichiko opened her mouth, then lowered her gaze.

Her dark gray hair covered half of her profile.

"Then, in the end, did she ever love you?"

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