Chapter 85 She's Dead

Wen Nianchu did not miss the intense emotions surging in his eyes. She asked directly:

"Do you know who made me like this?"

Xie Yue was silent, his Adam's apple rolling. He couldn't tell her the whole truth right away.

For one, he had promised her that he would never get involved in such dark matters, and he didn't want to break his promise to her, even if she no longer remembered it.

Secondly, the forces behind Huang Dai are deeply entrenched in Rongcheng. Now that she has returned after losing her memory, Huang Dai seems to be making no new moves. It would be unwise to rashly alert them. To completely overthrow Huang Dai requires both timing and a careful plan.

He couldn't let her take risks again.

In the end, he chose a relatively safe answer, his voice a little dry:

"The people who kidnapped you... have been sent to the police station."

Never mind, he thought.

He would have to bear all these dark and bloody entanglements for her.

She just wants to be safe.

Wen Nianchu was slightly surprised:

"That's good, but I haven't seen any news about it."

"Sister...because the details of the case have not been made public."

Xie Yue explained in a low voice, looking away and not daring to look at her.

*

Wen Nianchu's lost memory has never returned, so she has to live here temporarily.

She did not choose to drive a racing car again, but instead found an ordinary job.

The main reason is that she is afraid that some inexplicable people will bother her.

So, her life is very simple, with three points and one line.

Eat, sleep, work.

Xie Yue grew up quietly beside her, his height increased rapidly. Before she knew it, he was much taller than her. He had lost his youthfulness and his features became clear and strong.

This day was Xie Yue’s eighteenth birthday. Wen Nianchu specially bought a cake and took it home, waiting for Xie Yue to come back after finishing the college entrance examination to eat it together.

Xie Yue was nominally his younger brother, so she had never worried much about his grades.

So, let's celebrate in advance.

[Host, the system has returned and is about to set sail. The original time in this world will gradually blur the memory of the Shui Xin Dao.]

【System integration in progress...】

With a bang.

A dull crackling sound came not from the outside world, but from herself.

She lowered her head.

I actually saw clusters of flames suddenly appearing around me without any warning.

The flames did not ignite any external objects, but greedily devoured her existence. Wherever they passed, her flesh and blood body quickly turned into countless scattered light points like burning paper.

What's this?

She tried to shout, but no sound came out.

He could only watch helplessly as his body dissipated bit by bit in the strange flames, transforming into particles of light like fireflies all over the sky, and his consciousness quickly faded away...

Why.

I clearly promised to celebrate someone else's birthday.

Unfortunately... I can only break my promise.

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Xie Yue came back with his schoolbag.

When he came back, he bought a rose at the flower shop on the corner.

In his impression, Shui Xindao has always liked roses.

The glass bottles in the living room, the ceramic jars on the bookshelf, and even the crystal bottles by the window are all filled with roses that she carefully cared for, some in full bloom and some half-closed.

Unconsciously, he developed a habit.

Every time I go home, I always take one with me.

day to day.

The boy quietly hid his clumsy and obscure love between the layers of petals, and then spread it all over the house in countless corners.

"That house is on fire! The fire is huge."

Xie Yue looked up and saw terrifying tongues of fire bursting out of the second-floor window and thick smoke billowing up.

"Your sister came over this afternoon and bought a cake, saying it was for you. We stood there and talked for a while..." The auntie next to him sighed repeatedly, "...I'm afraid it's too late to save it. The fire is too fierce."

Won't.

No.

The only rose in Xie Yue's hand fell directly to the ground, and he rushed forward regardless.

"Hey! Are you crazy!?"

“…She’s still in there!”

He plunged into the thick smoke without looking back.

The blazing flames instantly engulfed his figure.

He rushed to the living room, and when he didn't see anyone, he continued to rush into the bedroom where the fire was raging.

But he hadn't even entered the bedroom yet.

A burned beam fell from above and hit him hard on the leg.

Xie Yue was knocked to the ground, with hot debris splashing on his back.

My legs hurt.

It hurts like being crushed.

But he didn't give up.

"She might be in there... just asleep... or fainted..."

A strong thought supported his almost scattered consciousness.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead as he endured the excruciating pain. He dug his hands into the ground with his arms that could still move, and dragged his numb legs that were pinned by the beams, crawling towards the bedroom door bit by bit with great difficulty.

The scalding ground burned his palms and chest.

The thick smoke made him cough continuously.

His vision became increasingly blurry.

But he couldn't stop.

What if?

What if there is still hope...

He didn't want to lose the other person again.

*

Xie Yue had already lost consciousness when he was rescued. Preliminary diagnosis showed that the collapsed beams caused a severe fracture in his right leg, and his condition was not optimistic.

As firefighters were doing their final cleanup, they discovered something extremely unusual amidst the ashes.

A young firefighter, holding that thing, with confusion and disbelief written all over his face, walked towards Xie Yue who had just woken up and was lying on the hospital bed.

"Hey, young man, this is the only relatively intact thing we found inside." The firefighter's voice was filled with an inexplicable hesitation. "It's really strange. The fire was so big that all the items were burned to ashes, but this..."

What he handed over was a four-inch cake box that was almost intact.

The cardboard of the box didn't even show any obvious signs of being burned, just some ash on the edges. The delicate cream decoration and fresh fruit inside could be clearly seen through the transparent lid.

"This is totally illogical..."

The firefighter muttered under his breath.

Xie Yue lowered his eyes.

Took the cold cake box.

Very beautiful cake.

It is also decorated with a few roses and strawberries.

A great sense of absurdity and an even deeper sorrow instantly seized him.

Everything turned to ashes, including the love he carefully hid and the person he regarded as his life.

Only this cake, which symbolizes the final promise and happiness, has strangely survived.

What is this?

The final irony?

He held the small cake box tightly.

His eyes quickly turned red, and the accumulated moisture blurred his vision, but he gritted his teeth stubbornly, refusing to let the tears fall.

Dead.

She is dead.

Along with the thousands of words he had yet to say, they were all destroyed in that strange fire.

His eyes fell on the cake box, where a folded card was tucked.

He pulled it out tremblingly and opened it.

On it was Wen Nianchu's clear and slightly sharp handwriting, with only a simple blessing line:

I wish you happiness forever.

He raised the corners of his lips in self-mockery.

Happy forever?

After he lost her forever?