Then she picked up a piece of ice, put it in the quilt, and watched the ice float in the golden liquid, it was indescribably beautiful.

"It's a love story. A boy fell in love with a girl and had liked her for a long time."

But the girl didn't stay with him. Many years passed, and the boy always remembered her, but the two never crossed paths again.

Many years later, the boy learned that the girl had been divorced several times and was not doing well. By then, he was already married and had his own family.

"Could it be... that they ended up together?"

Alicia found it difficult to decide whether she should be happy or condemn her.

"The boy recalled his first love, but he was bound by responsibility and duty, and he did not overstep his bounds. Although the two met, they were just like old friends. Even the boy's wife could not find fault with their relationship, and simply regarded her as her husband's old classmate."

Melutina recalled the manuscript Nino had shown her when she was in college.

"But then the girl had an accident; she was in a car crash and desperately needed organ donation. But the hospital had no such reserves. And at that moment, the man who had been calm and rational throughout the story, full of a sense of responsibility, committed suicide. On his body was an organ donation volunteer card."

"..."

At least, Alicia knew why the book wasn't selling well.

"At this point, many people actually stopped reading, cursing and swearing, wondering if the author had some kind of psychological trauma."

Melutina knew what Alicia was thinking.

"But the important part of the story is what happened next. She spent a lot of time writing about the girl's life afterward... She later committed suicide because she couldn't face the boy's family."

Her suicide note read: "The deceased's lack of regret is merely a shackle left to the living. Only the deceased's remorse will become the epitaph of their successors."

Why did this story resonate with you?

Alicia simply asked.

"I don't think so..."

Melutina put down her empty wine glass, put her hands in her pockets, and walked back to her room.

"Does that girl... look a lot like me?"

Me and her.

I can't get any of them...

The epitaph the benefactor wrote for himself.

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Prelude to the Song of Alicia

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New Year Special Bonus: Wishing every wanderer a home to return to.

"Dudu...dudu..."

"Sister Aili?"

"Melutina, are you still working overtime?"

"Okay, I can leave now that I've recorded the data."

The girl in the white coat tilted her head and glanced at the instrument.

"Remember to come back soon, everyone's waiting for you."

"Have they all gone back yet?"

Melutina glanced at her watch; it seemed there was still plenty of time.

“Besides Kevin who was on the road, even Sue is back.”

"Sorry, I'll be right back..."

Melutina held the phone between her shoulder and face, picked up her handbag, and checked the time on the device.

"Okay, we'll wait for you."

"……Ugh."

Melutina operated the equipment while turning her head to look at the empty company.

She is a recent college graduate who found a job with decent pay.

However, she was the only newcomer in the company's laboratory, so the duty of being on duty naturally fell to her.

Melutina picked up her bag, turned off the instrument, wrote down a few data points on a piece of paper next to her, and then took out her phone to take a picture.

"Why did you have to choose this time to ask for experimental data..."

Melutina complained about her unreasonable boss, looking at the empty company with a touch of loneliness in her heart.

"Isn't this Miss Melutina? You haven't gone back yet?"

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'll go back now. Please close the door."

Melutina walked to the door and saw the company's cleaning lady, knowing that she was probably responsible for checking the locks on New Year's Eve.

"Oh dear, this is really tough. I just graduated from university and I already have to work overtime. I wonder how my child is doing."

"..."

Melutina didn't know how to respond to that, and scratched her head awkwardly.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Take these dumplings with you. Auntie didn't have much to do during the day, so she made some extra dumplings at the guardhouse. She also gave some to the boss and the others. Take them back and eat more. You don't look like you weigh more than 100 pounds, do you?"

The aunt wasn't embarrassed at all. She talked a lot in one breath and handed a bag of dumplings to Melutina.

"This...isn't this too much? Auntie, please take more back with you."

Melutina was startled and quickly said.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, Auntie made a lot."

"Oh... then..."

Melutina thought for a moment, then handed her several bags of nuts from her bag.

"Auntie, I can't finish all of this, please do me a favor."

"This child is truly honest."

The aunt didn't refuse, but after taking it, she sighed.

"But let me tell you, the squeaky wheel gets the grease... Look, you're staying to work overtime now, aren't you? Overtime wasn't a thing in the lab in previous years. The kinder you are, the more you get tricked!"

"..."

Melutina knew perfectly well that she had been deliberately set up, so she could only say...

"You always need to have a job."

"That's true. Well, Auntie won't say anything more then. Be careful on your way."

"okay."

……

Walking down the street, looking at the city that was both strange and familiar, Melutina's eyes reflected the bright lights.

But so what?

This city didn't belong to her. She came to the big city full of joy, but everything was different from what she had imagined.

She had no house, no money, and initially no job.

When she felt like a piece of duckweed, unable to fit into the city, she couldn't bear to leave.

"..."

She kicked away the pebbles in front of her and walked down the road with her head down.

Her reflection was on the ice in front of me—

He wore a black and white striped plush cotton-padded jacket, a plain black beret, and a pair of somewhat old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses.

His face revealed a weariness.

Admittedly, she is very beautiful.

But she was unwilling to rely on others.

“Melutina… as long as you don’t demean yourself, you’re doing great.”

She spoke to her haggard reflection.

A moment later, she reached out and patted her cheeks, then raised her head again and started walking.

Just like every young person struggling in this city.

"Hey beautiful, wanna go for a drive with me?"

"I don't... Nino?"

Melutina initially thought it was someone trying to pick her up, but what caught her eye was a familiar face.

"I've seen you standing there for ages... What's wrong? Did someone bully you? I'll take you to get revenge!"

Nino patted the car door, gesturing for Melutina to get in.

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