Heartstrings on Fire

Chapter 45

Jenny continued. “Back then, you were like anjelegant swan in my eyes. Everyone in the class, boys and girls alike, adored you. I used to wish if only I could have even a tiny bit of your charm.”

Something seemed to strike Jenny. Those three years in middle school were the happiest time of my life Because of you, Agnes, I felt I wasn’t just some ordinary bird. To be friends with someone as dazzling as you made me feel like I could shine too.”

Agnes responded, “But you didn’t truly see me as a friend”

Jenny countered, “No, I really did consider you my best friend. Remember the wish box we buried under the third tree? Want to take a look?”

Of course, Agnes remembered.

Back at middle school graduation, it was popular to bury wish boxes, mostly between couples.

But Agnes secretly bought one, made a wish with Jenny, put it in the box, and buried it under the third tree outside the playground. They promised to dig it up together in ten years. Jenny found the tree and dug up the wish box, which was rusted.

Those innocent and beautiful years she seemed to flash before her

opened the box. Inside were

one from Agnes: I hope to travel and eat around the world with Jenny, to be best friends forever. Jenny looked at the note and smiled slightly, “Agnes, I’m touched you wrote

stepped forward to take the note,

other note, “Want to see what I

Agnes couldn’t resist and took a

read: I hope my best friend Agnes

Agnes‘ heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, ready to fall, a sour

was beautiful, and a heart was drawn in the bottom right corner of

suddenly felt a

person in front of her, “Why, why did

the past was now competing against her, framing her, scheming against her. When did their friendship

and said, “Because

Jenny, not knowing where she