After the college entrance examination, I threw a wad of cash at Xie Shuyan in front of the whole class:

“I’ve had enough fun, let’s end this.”

He bent down, picking up the bills one by one from the floor.

In a hoarse voice, he said, “Alright.”

At the end of the summer vacation, Xie Shuyan boarded the train bound for Peking University.

Meanwhile, I flew abroad to begin a long course of chemotherapy.

Years later, I returned to the country, lying in a hospital bed, my hair completely gone due to the treatment.

As I was busy choosing a wig, the door to my hospital room opened.

Wearing a white coat, Xie Shuyan met my gaze.

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