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“At that time, I didn’t know your name.”
“It’s okay, you’ll know it soon enough.”
“Hmm, I’ll go ask my classmates.”
“Ah?”
I looked up at him, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just thought you were a bit silly.”
“You’re the silly one!”
“Dong Guofang?”
“Have a piece of candy.”
“Thank you.”
Guo Huai took out a piece of candy wrapped in a shiny package from his bag.
I recognized it immediately as the one I had placed in the love letter.
“Once you eat this candy, our agreement will be finalized.”
Guo Huai said seriously.
“You’re really generous to give away someone else’s stuff.”
I teased him.
“This is the only one; I’ll buy new ones later.”
I gazed at the fireworks, feeling a surge of emotions.
“Since you gave me candy, can you… pledge yourself to me?”
I blinked at Guo Huai.
He cleared his throat twice and turned his face away.
“Right now, we need to focus on studying; we can talk about it after the exams.”
“Okay.”
“So does this mean we’re dating now?”
Guo Huai didn’t respond; he just lightly flicked my forehead.
“Ouch!”
“Focus on your studies.”
“I know, I know! I’ll study hard until the day you agree to me.”
“Let’s start as friends first.”
“Alright then.”
I pulled a piece of milk candy from my pocket and held it out to him.
“Candy time.”
"Where did this come from?"
"I've always had it."
"But you just told me not to eat candy from strangers."
"Are you a stranger?"
Guo Huai smiled and shook his head, taking the candy and putting it in his mouth.
"It's good."
"Isn't it?"
"You should have some too."
"I won't. This is for you."
"But you like candy, don't you?"
"That was before."
"Why?"
"Because I used to smoke, but then I thought you wouldn't like a girl like that, so I quit and chewed on candy to suppress my cravings."
"Then you can put this kind of candy in your love letter."
"You haven't agreed to me yet."
"Focus on your studies."
"Alright, alright, I know."
"Are you my mother?"
In our senior year, Guo Huai successfully passed his doctoral entrance exam. I also received an offer from my dream university. On that sunny afternoon, Guo Huai asked me to meet him at the square behind the street. I was overjoyed and was about to reply when—
Buzz buzz buzz—
An old chat window sent me a message:
"Guo Fang, something happened to your dad. You need to come quickly."
Upon seeing this message, I froze, unable to speak. I hurriedly canceled my date with Guo Huai and rushed home. But waiting for me at home was only a small urn. My dad lay quietly inside. He was gone. My dad had been in a car accident, leaving him shattered beyond recognition.
Then he sold his organs to a black market dealer. He pleaded with the dealer to have him cremated immediately after his death; he didn't want to trouble us with collecting his body. Aunt told me that before my dad passed away, he called her and said he didn’t want any funeral arrangements, just to scatter his ashes in the wind. Also, he had sold his organs for twenty thousand dollars, which would be transferred to me shortly. My family was poor, and this was all they could do to help.
I thanked Aunt for the twenty thousand dollars, but what good would it do? I looked at the small urn and never managed to utter the word "Dad." I turned off my phone's Do Not Disturb mode and saw a series of messages from Guo Huai.
“Guo Fang, what’s wrong?”
“Guo Fang, where are you?”
“Guo Fang, if you don’t reply, I’ll come find you.”
I numbly stared at these messages filled with concern and quietly replied, “Guo Huai, I’ve given up on pursuing you. Please stop bothering me.” The response showed “The other party is not your friend. Please add them as a friend.”
I put down my phone and looked at the small urn, which held my father's photo. He smiled gently but looked worn out; there were many more white hairs among his dark locks, and his face had become much thinner. It turned out that in places I couldn’t see, Dad had silently shouldered the burden of this family. Yet I had acted like an ungrateful child, always thinking of him as my enemy. I held him close and cried until my vision was blurred with tears.
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