Chapter 29: Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
When Su Die woke again, she heard sirens. In the instant she opened her eyes, she could not tell whether the sirens came from a dream or from reality.
Qin Zu was sentenced to ten years for fraud.
Xiao Zhen, the bear has been locked inside the wardrobe now, feeling in that pitch-dark wardrobe the torments of Avici, the hell without end.
That is the bear's hell. But Xiao Zhen, when will you be free again?
For a sister to live on in your place is a very brave thing—and a very sinful one.
"Little Butterfly, let's go visit Xiao Zhen together."
Su Mosheng's voice was very gentle.
Su Zhen's gravestone stood by the sea. On the headstone, the girl's innocent smile beside that vivid red dress made it seem as if she were still alive.
They burned the diary, because Su Zhen's pain should never have existed in this world. In heaven, she would find happiness.
Sister, if it is summer and you are feeling low, go buy an ice cream. The sweetness melting on your tongue is my blessing to you.
Sister, if it is winter and the endless season of rain leaves you cold and unwilling to do anything, open the window and look at the sunlight outside, and write a poem for it. I want you to know: your art does not belong to BR Group. It belongs to warm, ordinary people.
Sister, pursue your art bravely, pursue your dreams. Being the princess of a consortium causes you pain, but you must know—even if you were not a consortium princess, your work would never abandon you.
Sister, if it is spring or autumn, put on a sweater printed with the Pupu kitten and go out on a date with Su Mosheng, because in this world, he is the only one who loves you more than I do.
Sister, you are truly strong. I cannot be there for the springs, summers, autumns, and winters to come—but Su Mosheng can. Take his hand and walk forward, and begin a new story, a new journey.
My dearest sister, even if the new story is sorrowful, you will feel lighter, because I used my life to gently erase its cruelest chapter. What remains is only warmth and happiness.
Sister, do not force yourself to win freedom for me. I am already undying, living on in your heart. We will never be apart.
Su Die felt a wave of dizziness, and in the moment before she fainted she fell into Su Mosheng's arms.
Crisp white sheets, a space of purest white, and an unbearable smell of disinfectant.
Su Yue, in a pure white professional skirt suit, kept watch at her side.
"Xiao Die, how could you go on a diet like that?"
"I wasn't dieting..."
She had barely begun to explain when that skull-splitting headache dragged her back to that night.
"Qin Zu has already been punished. Mother doesn't want you tormenting your body over him any longer."
"Chairwoman Su, please calm yourself first. Let me speak with Little Butterfly. Your staying here will only agitate her."
Su Yue left Su Die's hospital room, and only Su Mosheng remained, keeping watch over her day and night.
"Can you forget Qin Zu, for me? This was Xiao Zhen's dying wish. You mustn't punish yourself like this."
"Everything I eat tastes like wax. I haven't been deliberately thinking about that devil."
"What you need to do now is accept treatment. I will stay by your side twenty-four hours a day."
"You'd give up your work for me?"
"Work isn't that important. You are my entire world."
"Su Mosheng, was the way we got along before the same as it is now?"
"Before, you were a princess high above, who would never spare me a glance. You're a princess now too—but you're willing to quiet down and listen to me."