klisemfg Chapter 48 A World with You
Chapter 48 A World with You
Qiuhe then began to relax, and Yurou pulled him to the center of the field. "I know Qiuhe must be very worried right now, but don't panic. Any memories you create with Qiuhe will be beautiful."
Guided by the photographer, Qiuhe and Yurou began their photoshoot. Qiuhe, now holding Yurou, thought he could only trust his own body, and sure enough, his body laughed.
The two radiate their love for each other, each photo brimming with happiness and warmth. Their eye contact and smiling interactions convey profound emotion. Every photo...
This beautiful moment was captured on record. Every meeting of minds is so blissful and wonderful. At this moment, Qiuhe had completely let go of all her worries and thoughts, focusing only on this moment and remembering this moment.
I clearly felt my love for him, so if I could stay, I wouldn't want to forget him. I wanted to remember him, every single moment of him. If I truly loved him, I didn't want to let him down again.
After the last set of photos was taken, Qiuhe and Yurou embraced tightly, feeling each other's warmth. At this moment, only their love and care remained, pure and unadulterated.
"Yu Rou, I will always remember you, I will never forget you." This time, Qiu He truly spoke her heart. She truly loved him, and she would never allow herself to forget him again.
Yu Rou nodded and softly hummed in agreement, "I know, and I will never forget Qiu He, never." Finally, the two of them organized all the photos and put them into a photo album.
The two looked at all the photos in the car. The last photo showed Qiuhe embracing Yurou, lying on the lawn, sharing a passionate kiss, surrounded by butterflies and lilies of the valley and roses.
Looking at the photos, Yu Rou leaned on Qiu He's shoulder, gently closed her eyes, and a sweet, happy smile graced her lips. In the days that followed, Qiu He continued to act according to the words that had entered his mind that day.
Through countless attempts, he finally grasped the pattern: when the body's desire for control outweighs the mind's, one must let the body do as it pleases, otherwise something bad might happen; conversely, when the mind's control outweighs the body's...
He could then briefly do what he wanted, and within that controlled time, he repeatedly went to the warehouse he had visited before, but each time he found he couldn't enter.
Even though I could control my body, tears would well up every time I put my hands on the handle. I instinctively resisted going in, and I had even looked at the trash can a few times.
Until the trash can was emptied, there was no way to check it. Every time I approached the trash can, I couldn't even manage to glance at it. I could control my body, but when I passed that trash can...
In that instant, however, I lost control again, instinctively avoiding the trash can, as if what was inside was far more terrifying and unbearable than what was in the room.
Qiuhe also discovered that Yurou had to inject that drug almost every month. Qiuhe didn't understand what the drug was. He couldn't check the one in the trash can, and it had already been stolen.
But every time she wanted to check the new packaging, she couldn't. She also noticed that after a few months, Yu Rou stopped changing her hairstyle; she stuck to a beautiful, short, jet-black cut, and it seemed like her hair was still growing.
It started to grow slowly, and if the previous hair was a wig, this hair looked like real hair. The hair growing from her head, and afterwards, when Qiuhe tried to go to the warehouse, she found she could enter.
Qiuhe entered the warehouse full of anticipation and headed to the archives, but he discovered that the medical records in the drawer of the desk in the archives were missing. He searched the entire archives but couldn't find them.
The medical record just vanished without a trace. "Strange, whose record is that? I couldn't enter before, but now I can, and the record is gone again."
"Could it be because he disappeared that I was able to enter this warehouse?" Qiuhe felt increasingly uneasy. "Yu Rou has to be injected with strange drugs every month, and this strange basement, the missing medical records all point to something eerie."
"What exactly is that medicine? Why did Yu Rou start growing hair every month after that? Could it be that the medicine can cure his illness? But in my knowledge, there doesn't seem to be any incurable disease that can cause hair loss."
Qiuhe then thought of a possibility, "No, it doesn't necessarily have to be hair loss. Could it be chemotherapy?" Qiuhe thought of something he had confirmed before, "When I encounter something I can't accept, time moves forward."
"The things in the trash can are the packaging for that medicine, but I can't get close to it. Could there be something wrong with the medicine?" Qiuhe became more and more frightened as she thought about it, and decided to stop thinking about it and just take it one step at a time.
The two spent a full year together, welcoming the Spring Festival of the following year. During this time, Qiuhe also met the dean.
That is, Yu Rou's maternal grandfather. A few days before the Spring Festival, Qiu He and Yu Rou also started preparing fireworks and firecrackers. "Qiu He, Qiu He, look at this! I've seen this firework on my phone before. The effect when it explodes in the sky is so beautiful!"
Looking at the fireworks, Qiuhe finally said, "Then, let's take these fireworks." The two set off the fireworks on Chinese New Year's Day. Just as Yu Rou had imagined, the fireworks were beautiful, and this Chinese New Year was even more beautiful.
After finishing their New Year's Eve dinner, the two returned to Yu Rou's room together. Qiu He held Yu Rou in his arms as they watched the fireworks and the brilliant night sky outside the window. By this time, Yu Rou had grown a head of beautiful, jet-black hair, no longer changing her hairstyle every day as before.
"Qiuhe, Mom said I'm cured now, is that true?" "If my mother says so, it must be true." Qiuhe had wondered if the medical record in the basement might belong to Yu Rou.
However, the medical record clearly stated that the condition was incurable and advised against treatment. If it was incurable, then what was wrong with Yu Rou now? Therefore, Qiu He naturally abandoned the idea.
"Qiuhe. I love you," Qiuhe smiled upon hearing this, then replied, "I love you too." Before she could finish speaking, everything around her changed, and Qiuhe sat down on the edge of the bed.
The room was dark and gloomy. Qiuhe's eyes were vacant; he didn't know what had happened. He felt as if his soul had left his body, like a zombie. He stiffly raised his head and looked around at the devastated scene before him.
The room had lost its former warmth and love; it was now oppressive and filled with a deathly atmosphere. Qiuhe remained lost in thought for a long time, turning back to see only a shattered window.
Qiuhe's eyes were lifeless. "Why...why?" Qiuhe realized that she was controlling her body as she spoke these words; she could now completely control this body. At that moment, she also saw the withered lily of the valley on the bedside table.
A single lily of the valley still clung to the bed. Looking at the scene around him, Qiuhe gasped for breath. He struggled to get out of bed, but then found he couldn't keep his balance and fell heavily to the ground.
"Yu Rou, Yu Rou," Qiu He called out Yu Rou's name without realizing it, but he knew it was his own voice that was being uttered, though he didn't understand why he was saying it.
When he saw the devastation all around him, he seemed to remember who Yu Rou was. Although not completely, he seemed to recall some memories. He was now absolutely certain that Yu Rou was a part of his life, and he could not lose her.
Qiuhe struggled to his feet, each step incredibly difficult. Stepping out of the room, he found the hospital in complete disarray, covered in dust. All the patients and nurses were gone.
And the floor that belonged to the children was now completely empty, and the elevator was completely broken. Qiuhe couldn't believe his eyes. He was having more and more difficulty breathing as he struggled to climb down the stairs from the 7th floor to the ground floor.
Upon reaching the street, Qiuhe noticed that the sky was overcast and gloomy. Just then, he heard a fire truck drive by. "Yinqi City, the fire has spread to Line 16 in Qiwan District. Proceed to the scene immediately! Understood!"
As Qiuhe watched the fire truck drive past, his breathing became increasingly rapid. He struggled to walk onto the street when someone on the roadside noticed him. "Strange, this hospital has been abandoned for a year, how come there are still children inside?"
Upon hearing this, Qiuhe froze on the spot. The words, like a spell, echoed in Qiuhe's mind: "One year, one year, one year." With a ringing in his ears, Qiuhe lost consciousness once more.
When I woke up, I found myself in a white space.
The azure sky and white clouds made the ground beneath my feet feel like a reflective mirror.
"Where is this?" There was nothing around but an endless sky. When Qiuhe turned around, he saw a girl standing in front of him with her back to him. She looked very young, like she was only a teenager.
The girl slowly turned her head and revealed a sweet smile. The moment Qiuhe saw the girl's face, memories flooded into his mind like a tsunami, and Qiuhe's lips trembled as he called out her name.
"Yurou"