Chapter 2
The screen suddenly displayed that my Twitter had been updated.
The title was “Ten Farewell Diaries to the World“.
The audience burst into laughter again, saying that I was too dramatic.
The interview was broadcast live on–site.
They all thought that I had seen the live broadcast and started faking suicide to restore my reputation.
But I had already died long ago.
This was posted by my good friend Celeste Casey.
Today happened to be my birthday.
And my username on Twitter was–I Want to Be Reborn.
“Hello, have you started filming already?”
In the scene, I smiled brightly and waved at the camera.
I was wearing a blue and white striped patient gown in a hospital.
Celeste choked up and said, “Yes.”
I clapped my hands together as if giving myself a pat on the back.
Then I took off the wig, revealing a bald head.
“As you can see, I got sick. Now my head is brighter than a light bulb.
“And I broke up with my boyfriend of seven years. Mind you, it was me who dumped him!”
I proudly lifted my chin.
“The reason for filming this video is that I feel people have to leave something behind in this world.
“If no one remembers me after my death, it will be too tragic. In that case, there will be no one visiting my tomb, and I will be a lonely ghost.”
I stood with my hands on my hips, pretending to be fierce, pointing at the camera.
“Celeste, I only allow you to forget me after one year. If it happens too soon, I will get angry.”
If it happened too late, I would also get angry.
My dear friend, I hoped you could quickly detach yourself from the sorrow of my death.
This was also my original intention for making this video, letting her gradually get used to the fact that I would die and diminishing her sadness. Celeste’s hand holding the phone began to tremble, and the sobbing became more pronounced.
“Don’t shake the camera. The picture will all be blurry.
“You must capture every detail of my last beauty.”
“I don’t wanna film anymore. You won’t die. You will definitely get better.”
Celeste, who was off–screen, had already burst into tears.
But still, she tried her best to hold the phone steady, although the screen kept shaking.
In the scene, I swallowed my saliva, and my eyes turned red.
“If you don’t like me saying that, then let’s change it to a recovery diary,”
Today is September 7th, 2023, and the weather outside is very nice.”
The cartera turned towards the direction I pointed with my finger and shifted to the outside of the window.
Next to the hospital was an amusement park, and the window of any ward happened to face this side.
In the video, the joyful shouts of children could be clearly heard.
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“This is the first video recording of my recovery. Today, I don’t wanna like Bernard anymore.
“It has only been four months since we broke up, and he’s already dating someone else. What a rotten man, forgetting about me so quickly.
“But his new girlfriend is quite beautiful. I wish them happiness.
“I really envy her for having a healthy body and being able to marry the person I wanna marry.
“It doesn’t matter. In the next life, I will definitely be happy!”
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