(Repost) Falling Star

A very short story Shi Ruo stood in front of Xiao Yuan's house, looking up at the sky. Zi Mo stood beside Shi Ruo, a faint smile on his face. “Call Xiao Yuan down, then.” Zi Mo held Shi Ruo's hand and laughed lightly. “Today, there's a meteor that appears once in fifty years.” Yu Cheng walked from behind Shi Ruo and saw the endless desolation in her eyes. Shi Ruo smiled slightly, and turned her hand to hold Zi Mo's hand tightly, very tightly. It's real, I really don't want to lose them. Zi Mo, Yu Cheng, and Xiao Yuan. “Xiao Ruo.” The pair of clean white sneakers came to Shi Ruo's side, the smile on the face clear and charming. It was the only time in four years that the four of them sat together, seeing the vastness of the human world. 1 “Today is the only chance.” Yu Cheng looked at Shi Ruo, “If you stay, I will share life and death with you; if you leave, I will go with you.” Shi Ruo smiled, but looked back at the two who were already unresponsive, and said, “Xiao Yuan, do you know that Zi Mo doesn't like Xiao Yu, he likes you?” She looked at Yu Cheng, “If I leave, then the ones who die are Xiao Yuan and Zi Mo.” 2 “Xiao Ruo!” Zi Mo saw Shi Ruo and called happily, rushing over from across the street, “Xiao Ruo, why didn't you leave with Xiao Yuan?” Shi Ruo smiled faintly, stunned Zi Mo by the handsome youth stepping out from behind her. That young man's face was full of gentle smiles, and his blue eyes in the sunlight had a soft glow, beautiful beyond the ordinary. She had never seen him like this. “Yu… Yu Cheng?!” 3 “What did you say?” Zi Mo and Xiao Yuan spoke simultaneously, both with astonished expressions. Shi Ruo smiled, Yu Cheng held Shi Ruo's hand and said, “I am now dating Xiao Ruo.” Zi Mo came over, staring at Shi Ruo, “Why exactly are you doing this?” Suddenly lowering her head, bangs hiding her eyes, casting a shadow, “Aren't we good friends?” Zi Mo looked up, her eyes cold as ice, staring at Shi Ruo, “Why is it always you targeting me?!” 4 Zi Mo's smile was cold and resolute. It made Xiao Yuan's chest ache deeply. “It's just a small punishment for her. Who told Shi Ruo to be so cheap, fickle?” Zi Mo looked at Xiao Yuan and suddenly smiled, “Xiao Yuan, you hate her too, right? All of this is her own doing.” Are friends meant to betray each other, Shi Ruo? With that, Zi Mo smiled, a faint, elegant, and clean smile. The pen in her hand was gripped tightly, yet on her face, the smile still lingered.But we were just not friends, Shiru.

5
The matter between Shiru and Zimo had spread throughout the school. Shiru remained as gentle as always, uncertain if that was enough, while Yucheng stayed refined and courteous, yet towards Zimo, he was as cold as a stranger.

Shiru said, "Why bother."

Yucheng smiled, "I just can't stand her."

Shiru remained silent, just sitting quietly, letting the warmth in Yucheng's embrace melt her icy eyes.

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"Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore." Shiru's gaze was confused, full of emptiness.

Yucheng said softly, "It's okay, I'll be with you."

Shiru smiled faintly, looking up at the sky. "It's so nice..."

So nice, having you.

Yucheng kept looking at the sky, watching tears stream down.

"Look, there's a shooting star..." Yucheng said with a smile. The person in his arms was still cold.

7
Shiru died. Yucheng also died.

Shiru and Yucheng sat on the rooftop of Yucheng's home, Yucheng holding Shiru, smiling slightly, just as he often had with his gentle, mysterious charm with Shiru. Beside them, the crimson color had solidified into streams of blood, flowing upstream and forming a sea.

Zimo looked at Yucheng and Shiru, repeating over and over, and as she spoke, her tears wet her face.

"Shiru, Shiru... I thought I was you."