I called Yang Xian'er. When she answered, I questioned her with an uncompromising tone: Yang Xian'er, I am not asking, I am trying to save you. Listen, when you felt someone's eyes on your back a few days ago, did a car accident happen?
"Car accident? What are you talking about?" Yang Xian'er denied my question, pretending not to know.
However, when denying my question, she seemed a bit flustered, which made me more certain of my guess.
I sighed and asked her again: I'll ask you again, did a car accident happen when you felt someone's eyes on your back?
"Yes... I admit, indeed there was a car accident. This accident, I went against my conscience and it had a huge negative impact on me. Mr. Li, now that you know, can you please not spread it? I beg you.” Yang Xian'er had no choice but to confess, but she still pleaded with me not to disclose the matter.
I assured her that I would not gossip about it.
Yang Xian'er then recounted the car accident to me.
Fourteen days ago, Yang Xian'er was shopping at the Guomao shopping center.
During that time, she was crossing the road.
Just as she was crossing, she received a call.
It was a call from her agent, Li Mu Zi.
Li Mu Zi warned Yang Xian'er not to go out shopping alone, because she was now a public figure, and wandering around the streets aimlessly would attract unwanted attention.
At that time, Yang Xian'er was very unhappy and had an argument with Li Mu Zi over the phone.
In the heat of the argument, she actually forgot she was still in the middle of the road.
She instinctively moved forward, and a speeding SUV hit her.
When Yang Xian'er heard the screeching of brakes, she remembered that she was still in the middle of the road. But it was too late—the SUV's inertia caused it to keep moving forward despite stepping on the brakes.
Seeing that she was about to be hit, a stranger suddenly rushed out and pushed her away, but ended up being run over by the car.
The stranger lay in a pool of blood.
Terrified, Yang Xian'er sat on the ground, crying to Li Mu Zi over the phone: something happened, there was someone who sacrificed himself to save me...
Li Mu Zi, a resolute woman, immediately suggested to Yang Xian'er to leave the scene and assured her that she would take care of everything for her.
At the time, Yang Xian'er was very afraid. She was afraid of the consequences of the accident, as well as the negative public opinion it would bring to her.
So, Yang Xian'er followed Li Mu Zi's advice and quickly left the scene of the accident in a hurry, and did not even look back at the man who had sacrificed himself for her.
Yang Xian'er said: I was really scared at the time. I felt like I was back in middle school, when I was afraid of everything and felt inferior. When the accident happened, I even remembered Pudong, the man who had once given me warmth and comfort.
"Ah!"
I sighed deeply and said: Alright, I almost know everything about the matter. I will tell you when I come back, it’s hard to explain everything over the phone.
This matter basically confirmed my speculation. Pudong willingly played the fool for six years for Yang Xian'er, but the moment he protected her with his life gave magical meaning to his six years of foolishness.
I really didn't know how to tell Yang Xian'er that the "stranger" she mentioned was actually Pudong, who had been guarding her for six years.
My mind was even a bit bewildered, and I felt a bit light-headed as I walked.
After I completed the cremation formalities for Pudong, I asked Shihai Shui: Officer Shihai, can I pay an additional five thousand yuan to arrange a better funeral for Pudong?
Shihai Shui agreed, and even praised me, saying that there are so few guys who are this affectionate nowadays, and everyone hopes to pay less, but I'm the only one willing to pay more.
I forced a laugh, walked back to where Yang Xian'er lived.
As I entered, everyone in the house was in high spirits.
Cheng Yan called out to me, saying that although Tu Ge looked neither masculine nor feminine, he was quite entertaining.
"Hey." I forced a laugh and, in a very heavy tone, told Yang Xianer, "Do you know? The stranger who saved you is Pudong, your first boyfriend."
"What? That's impossible, right? I know Pudong, I'd recognize him even if he turned into ashes," Yang Xianer said, shaking her head repeatedly in disbelief at my statement.
Actually, I also knew that a dozen days ago, Yang Xianer was unable to recognize Pudong at all.
Because in Pudong's diary, I saw a diary entry.
The diary entry is as follows:
February 1, 2014
The Spring Festival is coming soon. I'm alone, sticking to my original thoughts all along. The more I persist, the more meaningful it feels. Xianer is living well now, also exuding a special charm as a woman. I'm willing to devote myself to the goddess in my heart.
Unfortunately, today, I deliberately met up with Yang Xianer, but she didn't recognize me.
I think she can no longer recognize me. In these years, I have been sleeping very little every day, my body is too exhausted, my physical strength is too weak, and I have aged a lot.
I am barely over twenty years old, but the landlord says I look like a fifty-year-old. My face is full of wrinkles and half of my hair has turned white. I think even if my parents were still alive, they wouldn't be able to recognize me, right?
Sigh, it's almost the Spring Festival. I'm waiting for Xianer to return to her hometown for the festival, and I'll also go back to my hometown. I wonder if my relatives there will still recognize me?
For Yang Xianer, Pudong turned himself into a ghost and led a life that was neither human nor ghost.
The long-term fatigue has accelerated Pudong's aging, making him lose the years that should have belonged to him completely.
I handed the diary to Yang Xianer. "Xianer, after reading this diary, you'll probably understand everything."
Yang Xianer took the diary and flipped to the first page, then said, "Ah, this is Pudong's diary?"
I said, "Yes."
Yang Xianer pointed to the sentence on the first page, "I'm just a part of your life, but you are my whole life," and said, "He wrote this to me when he was in high school. Behind this sentence, there's also a poem."
Yang Xianer seemed to return to her youthful days and enthusiastically told us about that poem.
"I love you,
But I dare not say it,
I'm afraid if I do, I'll die,
I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that if I die, no one will love you as much as I do."
After reciting the whole poem, Cheng Yan and Huang Xin both put their hands on their chest and joked about how romantic Yang Xianer's boyfriend was.
"Let's finish reading it first," I said heavily, pointing at the diary.
The beginning of the diary wrote about some school anecdotes, including Pudong's background.
Yang Xianer was very surprised, "I didn't know that, Pudong was actually an orphan? Oh my god, back then he comforted me, and I thought he was such a happy person."
After being surprised, she laughed again, recalling many things from the past, like how Pudong consoled her, how he saved money to buy her gifts.
As she continued reading, Yang Xianer cried. She kept apologizing to Pudong. She still remembered the things that happened at school.
It wasn't until Yang Xianer saw Pudong making a solemn vow and swearing to be the man behind her that she stopped crying.
In the face of great pain, crying was a sign of weakness.
After stopping crying, Yang Xianer began to bear the immense pain.
She flipped through the diary faster and faster, murmuring, "Why are you so foolish? Why are you so foolish? I always thought you didn't want to see me again, but now, I know, six years, six years of time... you never left me."
After reading the entire diary, Yang Xianer's face no longer showed any expression. She just said two words to me: thank you.
I hung my head and said, "Actually, before Pudong passed away, there was one more thing I think you should hear."
Yang Xianer nodded very slowly.
I placed the phone by her ear and said, "This is the voice recording that Pudong made after the car accident when he was on the verge of dying. Listen to it."
I turned on the phone's player.
Pudong's voice played: "If I can't express love in words, then let me use my life to prove it."
After hearing this sentence, Yang Xianer completely broke down, clenching the phone and the diary, and rushed into the room.
The room was filled with waves of sobbing.
Cheng Yan and Huang Xin asked me what to do.
I said, "Let her cry. Emotions that have been suppressed for a long time need to be released."
The crying continued for two hours.
When Yang Xianer came out again, there was a smile on her face.
Li Muzi was afraid that Yang Xianer couldn't handle the blow and would go mad. If that happened, it would be over. She quickly went up to persuade her, "Ah, my dear niece, please don't go mad, alright? If you do, how can I explain it to the company?"
Yang Xianer gave Li Muzi a cold glance and said, "Do you know? You've ruined my last shred of conscience. If at that time, I didn't leave the scene of the car accident, and instead went back to see Dong Dong just once, maybe he could leave this world without regret."
Li Muzi was scared stiff and retreated to the side.
Yang Xianer then came before me and said, "Mr. Li, thank you for real this time. Without you, I don't know how I would go to the underground and meet Dong Dong a hundred years later. You are an honest person, always speaking up for the spirits. I ask you to stay honest."
I tend to agree with Yang Xian'er's point of view, saying that ghosts are an extension of human life. I will always maintain my current 'personality'.
Yang Xian'er nodded and grabbed Huang Xin's hand: Xiaoxin, thank you for helping me, thank you for finding such a kind-hearted and good master for me. In the future, you should also hold onto your feelings, don't be like me, only cherish them after people have left.
Huang Xin grunted and said she doesn't have a boyfriend yet, she doesn't even know where her feelings are.
Cheng Yan interjected: Who said there isn't, Li......
Huang Xin quickly covered Cheng Yan's mouth and scolded her: Let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense.
Yang Xian'er smiled and said to all of us: From today onwards... I officially quit the entertainment industry.
After Yang Xian'er made this decision, the people in the room went crazy.