Chapter 811 Sorry, I have to betray you this time (3)

Eleven drank several bottles with Song Yanxi, with both of them sharing. Song Yanxi drank more than she did, chatting and snacking as they drank. Though not drunk, they were slightly influenced by the alcohol, feeling a bit drowsy and ready to sleep.

"You’re not curious about how he died?" asked Song Yanxi.

"I am curious, but I’m afraid it might touch on something painful for you, so it’s better not to ask."

"It’s not really like that..." Song Yanxi tilted her head to look at Eleven opposite her, "If it’s a painful memory, it’s going to hurt whether you mention it or not... Even if you don’t ask, I’m still very sad..."

She said this and then chuckled, "Does it seem like I completely hide this pain? Like I’m heartless, right?"

Eleven shook her head, "Not at all. I think your boyfriend would prefer to see you like this. He would want you to be happy and fortunate; he definitely wouldn’t want to see you spending all day crying and unable to start a new life because of him."

"Do you think that every person who has passed away feels this way for those still alive?"

"Um... It’s a hope. If that person really loved you, he would certainly love to see you smile. Who would want their loved one to spend all day in tears? That wouldn’t be true love, so don’t shed tears for him."

"Ha ha..."

That was the right thing to say, but Eleven was merely trying to comfort her.

If one’s own love left them, how could the tears be stopped?

Eleven didn’t even dare to think about that, like what would happen if Gu Liancheng left her.

She dared not think about it; just the thought would bring a pang of pain to her heart.

However, there’s a limit to a person’s sorrow. With the passage of time, these feelings slowly settle at the bottom of the heart. Any kind of pain can be healed by time; it’s just that the amount of time differs from person to person.

"I didn’t get to see him for the last time..." Song Yanxi downed another glass and sighed, "I didn’t even see the body... The entire cruise ship sank in the vast ocean, not a single intact body was retrieved..."

Eleven listened, somewhat dazed.

She had guessed causes of death such as traffic accidents, illnesses, but how could it be...

"An explosion," she said, "A whole cruise ship was blown up. The coast guard searched the sea for many days, finding debris. I endured the nausea and grief, searched through everything they found, but none was him. He just vanished, as if he had never existed in this world, leaving nothing behind. If I didn’t have this photo, I might even think I had hallucinated for a period of time, that I had seen a person in my illusion who never existed..."

She said this while continuing to drink.

This time, her cheeks were wet with tears.

Listening, Eleven felt there were parts of Song Yanxi’s story that remained untold.

For example, why her boyfriend had gone on that cruise ship, why the ship exploded.

She didn’t tell.

And Eleven didn’t ask.

"Sister—We’re back—!"

Outside, Ye Fei’s voice entered before she did.

Song Yanxi snapped back to reality, wiped her tears, and said to Eleven, "I’m going to the restroom first."

"Oh! Eleven! What are you doing here?"

Ye Fei and Song Xiuxia entered from outside, carrying several bags of late-night snacks.

"The Internet’s been in an uproar, and you’re hiding here drinking and eating?"