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Because of dizziness, my vision was blurry, and my hands and feet were not under my control.
It took Su Qing much longer than usual to change her clothes.
After changing my clothes, I got hungry and wanted to use my phone to order takeout and check the time. I searched my pockets for a long time before I realized that I had left my phone outside.
Su Qing struggled to open the bathroom sliding door.
I wondered if this door was really that hard to push open.
Cold sweat gradually appeared on the boy's forehead, and he began to grip the sliding door with both hands, panting.
What's wrong with me?
Why do I have no strength left?
...Has your body reached its limit?
can not be like this……
Give me just a little more time, let me go see them...
This thought was like the only light in the darkness, sustaining him.
He almost fell out of the bathroom; the cold floor pressed against his cheek, giving him a brief, tingling sensation.
Then, like a wounded beast, he supported his body with his elbows and knees and crawled forward little by little in the direction he remembered.
Every movement strains every nerve in the body, draining away the little energy left.
Sweat mixed with dampness dripped onto the carpet, leaving dark stains.
He gradually closed the distance between himself and his phone, and after an unknown amount of time, the distance suddenly became very close.
Looking up, it was a distance that could be reached with an outstretched hand.
But when he stretched his hand upwards with all his might, he was always just a few inches short.
wrong!
It's not a matter of distance...
Is the vision system providing incorrect parameter information?
Like a mirage...
Having used the last of her strength to come to this conclusion, Su Qing knew she had no other options left.
No matter how much effort you put into achieving the wrong goal, you will get no results.
The body's energy had long been used to repair damaged tissues, and the limited energy replenished before leaving had been completely exhausted in the process of fighting the water temperature and maintaining body temperature.
It seems... he's really going to die. It's been a rather haphazard process.
Su Qing thought, this is probably his fate.
Thankfully, I saw you all one last time before I passed away.
……
However, it seems I still have so much to say to you...
I don't want to believe that there is a God in this world.
But if there really are gods in this world, whoever they are, please let me see them again.
Just as Su Qing closed his eyes for the last moment, he seemed to hear the voice he had dreamed of hearing in Rongcheng.
The door opened.
There was a romantic past.
The wind carried in the girls' voices.
"Qingjun!"
"Xiaoqing!"
"..."
The voices were so urgent, and within that urgency lay a heart-wrenching sob.
Hyperthymesia is such a boring ability.
Was my visual and auditory system deceiving me until the very last moment of my life?
but……
Three slender yet familiar figures rushed in with desperate anxiety, their outlines swaying, overlapping, and gradually becoming clear amidst tears and dizziness.
Those two faces, filled with fear and pain, those faces they had longed for day and night, were closer than ever before.
Su Qing's lips seemed to be trying to curve a soothing smile, but it ultimately froze on an almost illusory gentle curve.
His chapped lips moved slightly, and with the last ounce of strength he seemed to have drawn from nowhere, he uttered a very soft, almost imperceptible whisper:
"It's so good to see you all again..."
……
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Chapter 387 The Road Ahead
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Since returning from Meiji Shrine, Su Qing has been thinking:
What does it feel like to die, or to be near death?
Will one's life pass by in a few seconds as the old adage goes, or will one be subject to karma and go to heaven or hell?
Su Qing seemed to have finally found the answer.
Death is the endless fall of consciousness after it has been stripped of all its coordinates.
Here, time loses its measure, like melted wax, viscous, stagnant, and no longer flowing.
Space lost its boundaries; up, down, left, right, front, back, inside, and outside all returned to the chaotic "nothingness".
In this pure nothingness, even existence itself becomes blurred.
I seem to be alive.
It was as if it were dying.
The boundary between life and death is blurred here, like a thin sheet of paper soaked in water, crumbling at the slightest touch.
Yui, did you experience all of this on that day?
You're really something...
Just as consciousness was about to completely dissipate, starlight suddenly appeared in the boundless darkness.
Those starlight twinkled, illuminating the world with their lives, forming blurry outlines.
Soon, the number of light spots increased, and the outlines became clearer.
Su Qing sensed it.
Those outlines seemed to be the faces of young girls, all of whom had extremely beautiful eyes.
Caramel-colored, ruby-red, and ice-blue...
Without exception, all those eyes were looking at him with extremely gentle eyes.
Su Qing tried to see what those outlines were; he felt like he had seen them somewhere before.
That's a very, very important person; I absolutely cannot forget them.
But he could never see clearly; everything before him seemed as illusory and fleeting as a dream.
But it was precisely because of this that he always retained a last shred of will and did not succumb to despair.
The chaos was pierced by those gazes.
Slowly, time began to flow, and space took shape.
The cold world gradually gained the warmth of light.
Ding dong.
A faint, clear notification sound, seemingly emanating from the depths of the soul, rang out.
[System attempted to restart for the 10,5782nd time...]
[...Reboot successful.]
[A large amount of nutrient input was detected...]
[The body's repair program has been automatically activated...]
0.01%…0.02%…
……
[Minimum vital signs and mobility have been restored...]
Best of luck!
……
Consciousness is like a fish stranded after the tide recedes, struggling to swim back.
Su Qing struggled to lift her heavy eyelids, only to be met with a blinding white blur.
ceiling?
The style looks familiar...
The gears of the brain began to turn with difficulty, and the ability to think was slowly recovering, but the body was like a rusty machine, too heavy to respond.
It took him a long time to re-establish the faint connection to his limbs—first the movement of his eyeballs, then the extremely subtle trembling of his fingertips…
After an unknown amount of time, he finally mustered a bit of strength and, with trembling arms, struggled to sit up from the hospital bed.
"Qingjun!"
A cry filled with immense joy and disbelief suddenly rang out, tinged with a barely perceptible tremor.
Su Qing looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was Zhenzhou.
She stood at the door, clutching a thermal container tightly in her hand, as if she were nailed to the spot.
Only those caramel-colored eyes instantly filled with tears.
He tried to tug at the corners of his mouth, wanting to give her a reassuring smile, but it only managed to form a tiny arc.
"Is this a hospital? Did you bring me here?"
Mahiru lowered her voice, put down the insulated box, and quickly went to the other person's side.
Stand up the pillow behind Su Qing and fluff it up so he can lean back more comfortably.
The girl's fingertips were slightly cool.
As she moved, Su Qing caught a faint, reassuring scent emanating from her.
"Yes, this is a hospital. Yui and I brought you here."
Mahiru's beautiful eyelashes fluttered rapidly as her eyes twitched.
The girl seemed to be struggling to suppress some emotion that she had been holding back for a long time.
"You guys are really amazing for finding me."
Su Qing remained silent for a moment, then slowly shifted her gaze to the right.
There.
Yui was fast asleep, lying face down on the edge of the bed, her cheek pressed against her arm.
A few strands of hair fell across her cheeks, and her lips moved slightly, as if she were silently murmuring a name.
He didn't wake Yui, but turned back and asked softly:
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"About two days." Mahiru followed Su Qing's gaze, understanding what the other really wanted to ask, and continued to explain.