Chapter 7
While everyone was busy with their own affairs, in an unnoticed corner, a black figure quietly flashed by.
She secretly took the urn from the stage. Outside, it was still raining, and my urn was carefully cradled in her arms,
as if she was afraid I might get wet.
It was Rebecca. She hadn’t been doing well lately either, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, exhaustion radiating from within.
That little ray of sunshine who used to love talking and laughing, whom nothing could break down, couldn’t smile anymore.
We walked quietly along the road, just like when we used to go out and play together as children.
“Freya, do you remember? When we were little, my dad got drunk and beat me so badly I couldn’t get out of bed. He locked me on the second floor without food or water, leaving me to fend for myself. When you found out, you brought a ladder and climbed up step by step to rescue me. The building was so high, you were so small then, and you were afraid of heights. My mom knew I was locked up, knew I was beaten half to death, but the one who saved me was you, Freya… After rescuing me, you used your pocket money that you’d saved for so long to buy me a bowl of wontons. We ate that bowl of wontons together, and they
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smelled so good! I’ve never had wontons that delicious again…”
Rebecca said with a smile, but I saw the tears in the corners of her eyes.
I wanted to wipe away her tears, but I could only pass through her body.
Love can achieve many things, and love cannot achieve many things. If I had known it would end like this, I would have spent more time with Rebecca.
After all, she was the only one who loved me unconditionally and treated me well.
Rebecca gently caressed the box, and a warm tear dropped onto it, also dropping into my heart, bitter, painful, and aching.
“Freya, when we were children, you rescued me from that hellish home. Now, I’m here to rescue you too! Could you… could you spend more time with me in my dreams? Living alone… is so lonely. I wish it had been me who died instead. You’re so outstanding, so gentle, you deserve better…”
More and more tears fell onto the box. Rebecca stopped walking forward, like an injured child who couldn’t find her way home, rescued once only to be abandoned again.
Now she stood at the crossroads, lost and directionless.
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I stood beside Rebecca, stroking her hair over and over again:
“I’m sorry, Ranran. I broke my promise after all. I didn’t find love, and I let you down too…”
“Child! Sweet child! Please give Freya back to us! Please, I’m begging you!”
Behind us, Mom, Dad, and Joseph came running up, out of breath. My mother knelt on the ground, frantically begging Rebecca to return the urn.
But Rebecca only held it tighter, staring warily at each person.
“You want me to give Freya back to you? In your dreams! Your harm and favoritism toward her made her leave this world early. When it comes down to it, Sonia and Oscar are murderers, and you’re even worse murderers! Freya wouldn’t want to go back with you. A betraying fiancé, biased parents–why don’t you all just go die?”
Rebecca’s words left the three of them stunned. The thin girl in black clothes walked away holding my urn, and this time, they didn’t chase after her.
“Wave your hands, waddle along, board the foreign ship, sail to Hankou, buy rock candy, give to friends…”
The rain gradually stopped, and sunlight poured down on the earth. Rebecca hummed the nursery rhyme we used to sing
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together as children, her steps growing faster and faster, the wind carrying the scent of freedom.
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