"Wishing you happiness in the future. Remember to send me a wedding invitation when you get married~ (smile) Goodbye~"

Today is your birthday, and it was a year ago too. I remember it clearly—every gesture, every smile is etched deep in my heart. We argued over this, and we parted ways because of it. Who would have thought it would be the last time we met? Maybe you've already moved on to a new life, but I still foolishly try to wait here alone.

You were my angel, my hope—once. When I hit rock bottom, you helped me up bit by bit. I loved sitting beside you, listening to your stories, watching you play the piano. I loved walking with you, dreaming about our future. You were also my best friend. We met in the most beautiful days of middle school, walking through every moment together. Computers and photography were your favorite topics back then. I followed in your footsteps, little by little, growing together, charging ahead fearlessly.

You are my nightmare, my despair—now. In the end, you pushed me into the abyss. I begged you again and again, pleading with you not to throw me away. Even just watching you from afar—you still cruelly abandoned me. I have never loved anyone like this, to a degree that no one after could ever match. I never imagined such a deep friendship, even love, would end this way.

I used to think time would wash everything away, but when it comes to loving you, nothing has changed. I often dream of you at night. In my dreams, you're still so gentle, embracing me warmly.

"I thought I'd never see you again! Hug!! (pounces on you)" But I'll never see you again. This is a dream. Even if I don't want to wake up, don't want to believe it, when the dream ends, I still have to face this reality.

Happy birthday, Yunzhong. Even if you may never see—or never want to see—my blessing again.