One month after I died.
My childhood friend, the top celebrity I had long since cut ties with, did something completely out of character.
He canceled every job and shut himself away to write music.
In the end, he bid farewell to the music industry with a song called I Miss Her.
Everyone said he must have gone insane to give up such a dazzling future.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on New Year’s Eve, at the height of my fame.
The host prompted me as part of the program, asking me to call someone and wish them a Happy New Year.
Without the slightest hesitation, I dialed his number.
His voice trembled on the other end.
“Happy New Year to you too.”
This time, I want to live toward hope.
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活着是为了看太阳
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text
Chapters
12
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Status
Completed
