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I saw Yan Feng's tears falling down in large drops. His lips trembled uncontrollably. Yan Feng said, "He Li, wake up, please stop this, okay?" His voice was hoarse beyond recognition. He buried his face in my neck, his body shaking continuously. I saw him crying. Yan Feng was crying. It was the first time I saw Yan Feng cry. My consciousness began to fade. I knew my seven days were coming to an end. I looked at Yan Feng, thinking that I would never see him again. In my arms, I held Yan Hai's diary and photos. The wedding dress of Yan Feng and me had already been torn apart by me.
Yan Feng looked at me and suddenly smiled, saying, "He Li, how could you be so cruel?" Tears rolled down Yan Feng's face, dripping onto mine. He said, "He Li, how could you do this to me?" His voice choked as he continued, "He Li, get up, please get up!" Yan Feng shook my body and pleaded, "He Li, don't leave me, okay?" Yan Feng didn't believe that I had committed suicide. He called the police and hired a private detective to investigate the cause of my death.
Yan Feifei was the second person to arrive at my house. When she reached my room's door and saw Yan Feng, her anger flared up immediately. Yan Feifei rushed in and slapped Yan Feng across the face. "Yan Feng, you are scum!"
Yan Feifei shouted, "He Li has already agreed to divorce you, why are you still forcing her?"
"Yan Feifei, shut up!" Yan Feng looked up, coldly staring at Yan Feifei.
"He Li would never commit suicide!"
"She won't!" Yan Feng suddenly yelled, "She won't commit suicide!"
His eyes were red, like an enraged lion.
Yan Feifei was frightened by Yan Feng's appearance and momentarily forgot to speak.
Yan Feng lowered his head again, burying his face in my neck.
His voice was soft as he said, "He Li, please, don't leave me..."
Yan Feifei stood nearby, watching Yan Feng. She trembled with anger but felt powerless against him.
The police arrived quickly.
While investigating the scene, the police saw the diary and photos under me.
The officer asked Yan Feng, "Mr. Yan, do you recognize the person in the photo?"
Yan Feng looked up and glanced at the diary and photos in my arms.
He said, "I do."
"Who is he?" the officer asked.
Yan Feng was silent for a moment before speaking, "It's me."
"You?" The officer was taken aback.
"No," Yan Feng said, "It's my twin brother."
"Oh," the officer nodded and asked, "Do you know the contents of Miss He Li's suicide note?"
"Suicide note?" Yan Feng suddenly looked up.
The officer nodded and said, "We found Miss He Li's suicide note; it states that..."
"The person she loved is Mr. Yan Hai, your brother."
Yan Feng's body went rigid.
The police continued, "According to our investigation, Miss He Li must have known about your relationship with Mr. Yan Hai, which is why she chose to commit suicide."
Yan Feng's lips trembled as he said, "Impossible!"
Yan Feifei scoffed from the side and said, "How is it impossible?"
She looked at Yan Feng and said, "He Li has always loved Brother Yan Hai; you just never realized it."
"You always thought He Li loved you, so you trampled all her kindness and love for you underfoot," Yan Feifei said through gritted teeth. "Yan Feng, if I had treated He Li a little better, if I hadn't been so indifferent to her, she wouldn't have committed suicide!"
"You are the real culprit!"
After saying that, Yan Feifei turned and left.
The police also departed.
Only I and Yan Feng remained in the room.
My ghost watched Yan Feng as he appeared dejected, his eyes red and tears streaming down his face.
My heart ached faintly.
I thought that if I had not died, if I were still alive, if I still loved Yan Feng, seeing him like this would surely break my heart.
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