Korean dramas have three treasures, car accidents, cancer, and poor treatment.

Although it is bloody, the vast majority of young girls in the flower season have fantasized about this "poignant" love.

I am no exception, I have thought that at the end of my life, I met a person whose fate was destined and staged a love of life and death.

However, when he was told that he had cancer, he was surprisingly calm.

No crying, no yelling, not even panicking.

I probably have some confusion and regret in my heart, after all, my life has entered the countdown stage.

My father was talking to the doctor with red eyes and a trembling voice, probably asking for a specific cure, right?

My mother was crying silently, trying to say something, but she couldn't say a word.

In her arms, her younger brother, who had not yet learned to walk, opened his big round eyes, as if he did not understand why his mother was crying.

If they die, they will be very sad.

However, as time goes by, the family will always come out of the shadows, right?

"I hope my brother will be more obedient in the future, so that my parents will not think of me. I stretched out my finger and poked my brother's fleshy cheek, praying inwardly.

The younger brother's mouth was deflated, and he cried uncooperatively.

I grimaced at him and thought to myself, "What a crybaby!"

The doctor, a charitable fat uncle, laughed and patted me on the head after a few words with my dad, followed by a bunch of terms that I didn't fully understand.

The idea should be to persuade me to be positive and optimistic, as long as I work hard to receive treatment, there may not be no possibility of recovery.

Although he smiled softly and his words were full of care, I somehow felt a little empty and fake.

Maybe it's just a formulaic process, right?

Even though I haven't graduated from high school yet, I still have a good idea of what terminal cancer is.

Is there still a need for treatment, just to survive for a while?

In addition to wasting money and increasing the burden on the family, it seems that it will only prolong the torment of each member of the family.

But I still accepted it, because if I refused, my parents would be very guilty and sad.

At the very least, don't let me take the initiative to extinguish their last glimmer of hope!

……

Mo Xi, or should I call you Mo Xi.

I'm so sorry I lied.

You must have been surprised to receive a letter from me five years ago, right?

Hee-hee, I also feel that the lies I weave are seamless.

When you learn the truth, you must be very angry, and you can't wait to fly in front of me and scold me a few words, right?

Sorry again, I don't think you had a chance to complain to your face.

Will you forgive me?

Definitely, I'm your book lover, after all!

Well, I'm lying, but I'm a big fan of yours.

On the cabinet next to my bed, there is always your first book, and whenever I have free time, I turn a few pages.

It's very warm and inspiring, and the reason why I can still smile now may not be possible without its support.

The first time I learned about this book, it was recommended by my classmates, saying that this is the most touching work of the year.

After buying the book at the book store, I was irrevocably obsessed with the words.

When I knew that the author was not a few years older than me, a seed quietly took root in my heart.

Yes, I'm curious and want to get up close and personal with the author who wrote this one!

Do you feel a hint of joy?

I have absolutely no exaggeration in these words, so I am not afraid of your pride!

I'll tell you a secret, actually, we've met before!

Surprised, right?

Hee-hee, I seem to see you with your mouth wide open, like a goose.

Just a hint, book buddy meet-and-greets.

Still can't remember?

Also, after seeing that signature, you still have no impression, I guess you completely forgot about it.

It was a Saturday, and it was very unfortunate that there was tutoring at the school.

Sitting in the classroom, I was like an ant on a hot pot all day, anxiously waiting for the end of school to rush to the book city for a meet-and-greet.

Who made you slow off the news of the new book, and you didn't usually interact with us book lovers?

It's not easy to meet you and say a few words!

The most infuriating thing is, why does the book fan meeting end so early?

As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out of school and flagged down a taxi to the book city.

It was rush hour, and by the time I arrived at the book city, the book lovers with autographs and souvenirs had already left.

At that moment, I felt extremely aggrieved in my heart, and tears couldn't help but roll in my eyes.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I was suddenly hit in the back, and I fell to the ground.

The emotion broke through the critical point in an instant, and I shed tears in my anger, and I actually cried on the spot.

Seeing this, you should also be aware of it, right?

That's right, you're the one who knocked me down!

The encounter was like a soap opera, and in retrospect, it was really bloody and funny.

Especially when you see me crying non-stop, that panicked look is quite stupid and cute!

I recognized you, but I didn't have the courage to talk to you or ask for autographs.

Anyway, I'm a girl, too.,Being seen by a favorite author is such a humiliating side.,I really want to dig a hole on the spot and get into it.。

I keep my head down, unwilling to meet your gaze.

You're blushing and comforting me with a clumsy face.

The atmosphere at that time was called an awkwardness!

Fortunately, you apologized again and left because you were in a hurry.

Before leaving, you took out a copy of your own from your bag, hurriedly signed it, and placed it next to me as an apology.

Probably you didn't realize that the name you signed in a panic was actually not a pen name, but a real name.

I missed the book club, but I met you by chance, and I also got the first autograph.

Should it be a blessing in disguise, or is it a mistake?

……

I couldn't believe that the long-awaited work could be like this!

The author, who is regarded as an idol, actually did something to find a gunman to ghostwrite!

There is a feeling of betrayal, and even the worship of the past seems particularly ridiculous.

You must be very disappointed, thinking that I am no different from other book friends, and that I can discard what I liked so much in the past?

At the end of the day, it was too naïve at the time.

It is only now that I understand that there are many difficulties and helplessness in life, and sometimes we should be more understanding and tolerant of each other.

I'm disappointed that you're ghostwriting, but that doesn't change the fact that the previous book fascinated me.

You admit your mistake, but you are reviled by others. You apologize, but no one takes it. You had no choice but to close the pen, but you didn't receive a word of retention and support.

If I had some encouragement and support from other book friends, might you be able to rise again and write better?

I regret it, especially during my recent treatment, you have given me so much encouragement and support.

I hope you can write more and better, and become a spiritual pillar and source of motivation for more people.

So, I lied.

With a time difference of five years, he covered up the fact that he had betrayed and retreated, and willfully wanted to make you pick up the pen again.

……

I haven't heard back from you lately, are you tired of my nagging, so you plan to turn a blind eye?

But that's okay, I'll keep writing to you.

Recently, my health has been getting worse and worse, and it has become more and more difficult to sit up and write letters.

I also realized that I didn't have much time left, so I had to prepare my next letter to you.

Well, one letter a week, this frequency must make you very irritable, right?

Hee-hee, it should give you a headache, if it's too troublesome, then hurry up and think about it!

If I could, I would like to be able to prepare for several years.

No, preferably for a lifetime!

Because I didn't know when I would not be able to hold the pen, I had to write this last confession letter in advance.

I hope that this letter is sent in a very distant future, far away from the fact that you have returned with a new work and become a mainstay in the literary world.

Wait, it doesn't seem like a good thing, so Dad has to worry about me every week.

Alas, no matter what, just let his little padded jacket be willful once, he should understand, right?

……

The last of the last.

Mo Xi, sorry again, I lied willfully.

Not only did I deceive you with a lie before, but I will continue to fulfill this lie in the future.

By the time you learn of this fact, you probably won't have a chance to complain to your face.

If you have any complaints, then send me a letter.

Hee-hee, since you can receive the letter I wrote to you five years ago, then I should also be able to receive your letter from the world.

So be it, and look forward to hearing from you.

- Xiao Yu, you forever book lover.