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After a long silence,
I told him, “Jason, although we’ve known each
other for three years, I’m not sure if I can love
irresponsible.”
Jason’s face drained of color: “I know…”
“I’m not forcing you. Love can’t be forced…”
He tried to give himself an out.
But I smiled and hugged him: “But I’m willing
to try. So, boyfriend, are you willing to explore
another possibility with me?”
In an instant, Jason stiffened, then exclaimed
“Yes!”
He excitedly hugged me and spun me around
several times.
Someone called Jason over for a drink.
Jason: “How did you know Heather said yes?”
Classmate: “?”
Someone else asked, “Jason, which university
are you going to?”
Jason: “Yeah, Heather is my girlfriend.”
Classmate: “??”
The atmosphere was lively, and classmates
called Jason for a group photo.
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Jason: “Great, I’ve had a crush on Heather for
years, and she finally agreed to go out with
me.”
Classmate: “???”
Soon, the whole class knew Jason confessed,
and I accepted.
Everyone knew this show–off was beaming. Only Elijah, now a big star, remained silent
amidst Jason’s joyful chatter, his shoulders
slowly slumping.
That night, I received a message from an
unknown number: “I’ll protect your dreams
this time too.”
I didn’t reply, but I soon understood what he
meant.
A week later, at Elijah’s fan meeting during a
live broadcast,
he publicly exposed Heather.
Heather thought she was Eliiah’s girlfriend.
After all, she was at every event he attended.
And he didn’t deny it.
But when the host asked if he had anything to
say after the college entrance exam,
evidence of Heather’s bullying appeared
behind him.
The camera shook, showing it was secretly
filmed.
The angles even showed Elijah’s pale and
vulnerable face after each bullying incident.
He was curled up, pathetic and fragile.
The scene erupted in an uproar.
Heather rushed onto the stage.
Crying and begging to turn off the video.
No one cared; everyone looked at Elijah with
pity.
They didn’t understand his actions.
Especially for a rising idol, it was self-
destructive, even if he was the victim.
At the end of the video, there was a
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It seemed Heather was drunk, and Elijah was
questioning her.
“Did you switch the water she drank during
the college entrance exam?”
“Yeah, I just couldn’t stand her high–and-
mighty attitude. Who’s she saving? Imagine
her falling into the mud; that would be
interesting.”
The fan meeting was chaotic.
Only Elijah looked calmly at the camera.
As if saying to me: “See, I could never love
someone who bullied me.”
Or: “Someone who ruins other people’s
dreams can’t stand by my side.”
I finally understood his words that day.
“I’ll avenge you.”
And why he suddenly took the same path as
his past life, letting the whole country know
him.
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He wanted to stand with me in the light.
To love me openly and honestly.
Heather ended up in prison.
I visited her.
Seeing me, she smiled bleakly: “Are you
happy? Last time, he abandoned you for me.
This time, you win.”
I shook my head: “In love, whoever falls first
loses. Neither of us are winners.”
She was stunned, puzzled: “What went
wrong? Didn’t he kill himself for me? Why do
this to me?”
That was a difficult question to answer.
She laughed self–deprecatingly: “So, his
pretended closeness was for revenge. But the
water was given to you by him. He was selfish
too, hoping for your company in hell. It can’t
be my fault alone, right?”
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“He never loved me, he just thought we were
alike, so he made people think he loved me,
but he didn’t dare to let you see his
darkness.”
Ultimately, I was the biggest fool.
When I came, I hated them both, two people
from the darkness, using me and making me
abandon my dreams.
I wanted to tear them apart.
But according to quantum mechanics, the two
of us are just trapped in a time slice. There
are many other versions of us, with different
outcomes.
Leaving, I told Heather, “You’re not innocent
either. You just thought you would rise
through him. How much did you really love
him?”
Heather pursed her lips and said nothing.
See? This is the price of greed.
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Elijah was waiting for me at the exit.
“I showed you my dirty side.
“Do I have a chance?”
I shook my head.
He carefully took out a bouquet of elephant
ears from behind his back.
The flower language is pure love.
This was the flower he gave me when we first
had money.
I didn’t reach out.
His lips trembled: “I’m sorry. Don’t I even have
a chance to make amends?”
“If heaven brought us back, it’s to correct
those unspeakable wrongs.”
I interrupted him, looking at Jason who
walked up behind him, and calmly said,
“You’re wrong. It wasn’t heaven that brought
us back.”
Someone had devoted their whole life, their
entire energy,
Just to give me another choice in lite.
He asked for nothing in return, silently
watching.
Knowing my dreams, protecting me.
This is a normal relationship.
I walked past Elijah, took Jason’s hand, and
looked at him, “The love I gave you before
was complete, without reservation. I’m glad I
didn’t get entangled with you this time; my
love can be given entirely to another person.”
And his world, the moonlight would never rise,
darkness would swallow all light.
He remained where he was.
Like a lost child.
I went to my dream university, studying my
dream major.
Then I pursued further studies, immersed in
the lab, doing classified research.
Even busier than Jason.
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My phone was always buzzing with his
messages.
“Pay attention to me, honey! Pay attention to
me.”
“Honey, my love, I’m off work; I’ll come see
you.”
I replied: “Go see my boss.”
“Please, honey, look at me, don’t just look at
those cold machines.”
Then a video popped up. I almost spat out my
drink.
“Put some clothes on. My colleagues are
here.”
“I don’t care, if you don’t look at me, what if
you fall for someone else?”
“Don’t worry, they don’t have as much hair as
you.”
Jason: “Handsome?”
“Not as handsome as you.‘
“Do they have abs?”
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“Humph, how do you know? Have you seen.
them?”
It’s over, he’s being unreasonable again. Fine, I chose this boyfriend, I’ll have to coax
him myself.
I heard about Elijah again. He’d killed himself.
I hadn’t been able to prevent him from
becoming a singer, but I’d stopped following
his news.
Jason sent me a screenshot. My name was
trending alongside his.
Before I could even look closely, Jason was
already freaking out:
“Doesn’t he have a wife?
“Why is he after my wife?
“Is he crazy?”
It was about his new song, “Regret,” and the
news of his suicide. His high school diary
chronicled his ten–year crush on me.
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After reading, I felt nothing. It was absurd.
In the past life, he’d died obsessed with.
Heather. This time, it was because he couldn’t
have me.
He was making himself out to be deeply in
love.
But he was disappointed; my work was
classified. My name was scrubbed from the
internet almost immediately.
He’d thought his grand unrequited love would
be a huge story. He thought his earth-
shattering regret would lead to a happy
ending for us.
He was wrong. He didn’t deserve to be
mentioned in the same breath as me.
Then, one afternoon, a package arrived. I
hadn’t expected Elijah to send me anything.
It was a letter.
[My dearest Heather: By the time you read this, you’ll know the outcome. I didn’t intend
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to use aearn to plackmail you. I just love you
too much. Without you, I have no reason to
live.
I was born alone, never loved. When I was
most helpless, you were a light, chasing away
the shadows.
You were by my side, but you’re kind to
everyone. I thought your kindness toward me
was just a casual act, a fleeting kindness you
showed a poor soul. You were too good, too
good for me. I even wanted to keep you
captive, to tie you to me. I convinced myself
that if I loved Heather, who was in the same
darkness as me, I’d be normal.
I have many dark thoughts. I wanted to
possess you, even to make you a specimen,
to keep you forever, just for myself. I didn’t
dare tell you. This thought tormented me until
I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t dare leave
you a message. I knew you’d hate me.
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you a message. I knew you’d hate me.
Someone like me doesn’t deserve anyone’s
love.
I thought I loved Heather, but after coming
back, I realized I’ve only ever wanted you.
I hurt you, I’m sorry. But I selfishly hoped that
you would remember me.
I’m a bad person, but only by your side could
I glimpse a little light.
Without you, I have no reason to live.
I saw Jason’s paper. I thank the parallel
universe for letting me have you in another
timeline.
So, for our last meeting, I didn’t say goodbye.
Because I know we won’t see each other
again.]
The box also contained the broken strawberry
hair clip. And a video.
A quiet sky, shimmering green.
Under the aurora, he choked back tears.
“I only understood after losing you.”
Finally, he collapsed, covering his eyes, tears
still streaming through his fingers.
A broken voice echoed:
“I don’t deserve your forgiveness.
“In another parallel universe, could you look
at me one more time?
“Just once.
“Please.
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I didn’t finish the video. His letter didn’t
excuse his actions.
Regardless of his reasons for being interested
in Heather, it was the start of his feelings.
That’s why I didn’t believe his words.
The past can’t be changed; the damage is
done. The scars remain, reminding me never
to repeat the same mistakes.
I received his confession, but I wouldn’t
my all.
And someone who pushed me away doesn’t
deserve to regret it.
After Jason watched it, he asked what I
thought.
I paused, then said, “Melodramatic.”
Then I tightened my arms around his waist: “I know who’s important to me. After all, it’s
love that transcends time and space.”
It’s a clear, obvious affection.
This song’s dedication was clear. In
interviews, everyone asked if it was inspired
by his beloved.
“(In…) this life, it’s only you.”
Jason pulled out a bouquet of white balloon
flowers. Its flower language is eternal love.
He said, “The person I love, I still love in
another parallel universe.”
I was more straightforward, holding a red
rose: “People on the same frequency will
rose: “People on the same frequency will
always meet; it’s the most romantic reunion.”
Jason kissed my forehead: “I love you.”
In quantum entanglement, some encounters
are fated.
(The End)
