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Sloa is a small but wealthy country, surrounded by the sea and with a suitable climate. It is known as an ideal country and a paradise on earth. It is the honeymoon destination that Chu Zhenghe carefully selected for himself and Qin Enyu in his busy schedule.

So Chu Zhenghe bought a villa in Sloya early on and gave it to Qin Enyu, waiting to move in with Qin Enyu after the wedding.

But plans cannot keep up with changes, and now Qin Enyu and Chen Nanxing have moved in first.

Strictly speaking, it can only be considered that he was halfway there, because Chen Nanxing was admitted to the hospital in Sloya before he had even slept for eight hours after arriving there.

Chen Nanxing also stayed in the hospital for a period of time when he was in Zhaofeng. Now being hospitalized in a new place is nothing to Chen Nanxing.

Qin Enyu had anticipated that this day would come, so she did not overreact to it. Every day, just like punching in at work, she would show up at Chen Nanxing's ward at 9 o'clock on time with fruits and snacks.

Today Qin Enyu brought a small basket of oranges, which Chu Zhenghe brought last night.

It is said to be a newly cultivated variety. Chu Zhenghe tasted it by chance and thought it tasted very good. After buying it, he flew to Qin Enyu without stopping.

In the ward, Chen Nanxing and Qin Enyu continued their usual way of getting along. Chen Nanxing sat on the hospital bed and read quietly, while Qin Enyu sat on the reclining chair she had specially moved to the hospital and read a restricted novel, peeling an orange in her hand.

Suddenly, Chen Nanxing's voice rang out, breaking the harmonious tranquility.

"Zhi Xu, if I die euthanasia in Siloya, could you please take my ashes back to China?"

Many years ago, Slovakia enacted a law allowing euthanasia for terminally ill patients, and after years of development, the euthanasia system has become very mature.

Chen Nanxing has learned a lot in the past few days. She has already prepared the medical report and handwritten letter. Now she just needs to wait for the review.

Qin Enyu paused while peeling the orange, and looked at Chen Nanxing with his upturned fox eyes, as if trying to determine whether what Chen Nanxing said was true or not.

Chen Nanxing's condition was very bad. He lay on the hospital bed as if he had no weight.

They all knew that she was just trying to get by.

"Zhixu, please let me go. I'm in so much pain, I can't sleep every day, and no matter how many painkillers I take, they're useless. I've seen other cancer patients die, and their deaths were so pitiful and horrible."

Chen Nanxing smiled with relief, his bony hand resting on the back of Qin Enyu's hand. At first glance, one could seem to see the white bones wrapped under the skin.

The unique sour and astringent aroma of citrus fruits enveloped Chen Nanxing and Qin Enyu.

Death is feared by all living things both in human society and in nature, so the atmosphere is always depressing when talking about the topic of death. However, Qin Enyu always plays by her own rules. She continues to peel her oranges. When the oranges in her hand are peeled clean, Qin Enyu puts the oranges in Chen Nanxing's hands.

The stickiness on the fingers remained on Chen Nanxing's thenar through the touching skin. Chen Nanxing felt Qin Enyu's body temperature along with the stickiness.

"Okay, life and death is up to you."

Without any further words, Qin Enyu quickly accepted her idea and agreed to her request.

She understood her. Chen Nanxing lowered his head, broke off a slice of orange and put it into his mouth.

I unexpectedly discovered that although this orange smells sour, it tastes exceptionally sweet.

A week later, on a sunny afternoon, Chen Nanxing's euthanasia report was reviewed and approved. The report showed that she met the conditions for euthanasia and could start making an appointment.

The earliest appointment time was the next day. Chen Nanxing did not hesitate and directly chose noon of the next day, which meant that she only had twenty-four hours left to live.

These twenty-four hours are enough for Chen Nanxing to deal with his own affairs.

Chen Nanxing was discharged from the hospital that night, but she did not return to Qin Enyu's house. Instead, she found a hotel to stay in. No matter how much Qin Enyu tried to persuade her, she insisted on staying in the hotel.

Qin Enyu had no choice but to book a room in the hotel, right next to Chen Nanxing.

The next day, Qin Enyu got up very early. After washing up, she went to knock on Chen Nanxing's door. Chen Nanxing was not only up, but also put on some makeup.

"very beautiful."

Qin Enyu praised sincerely.

Chen Nanxing tucked her scattered short hair behind her ears and smiled from the bottom of her heart.

The countdown to death began, and Chen Nanxing felt that she was about to be relieved. She calmly got into the car sent by the hospital to pick her up, calmly handed the relevant information to the doctor, calmly asked the relevant staff for a room where sunlight could shine in, and finally she calmly watched the doctor insert the needle into her.

At the last moment, Qin Enyu held her hand tightly and placed Chen Nanxing's hand against her forehead.

Chen Nanxing felt Qin Enyu's tears and sadness. She wiped the tears from Qin Enyu's face with her backhand and calmly turned on the IV drip: "Zhixu, I'm very happy."

After saying this, Chen Nanxing closed her eyes. The sunlight shining on her eyelids was a little dazzling. Thirty-three years of her life flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope, and finally stopped at a certain place.

At that moment, Chen Nanxing seemed to travel back to the summer when she was sixteen years old. Under the big banyan tree in Zhaofeng, a man in a suit and tie stood with his back to her.

From the back, it was Lin Shanglu.

"Alu."

Chen Nanxing was dazed for a moment, then quickly raised his feet to chase after him. The man slowly turned around, and a gust of wind blew from somewhere, stirring up the sand on the ground and blinding Chen Nanxing's eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw that the man's face had gradually lost the ravages of time. Along with it, the man's suit also changed, and it was gradually replaced by the blue and white school uniform.

Finally, the man's face stopped at his seventeen-year-old boyhood.

The wind hasn't died down, it's just gotten weaker.

The breeze, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, lifted the corner of the boy's clothes that smelled of soap. After more than ten years, Chen Nanxing saw the man smiling and extending his hand to her, saying words that Chen Nanxing would remember for the rest of her life.

"Nanxing, follow me!"

Chen Nanxing was stunned for a moment, but still made the same decision. She shook his hand back, her eyes sparkling: "Okay!"

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“I don’t want it.”

In a private room at a Zhaofeng restaurant in G City, Ji Chuan pushed back the card Qin Enyu gave him with red eyes.

Qin Enyu, dressed in a black dress, sat with Chu Zhenghe, also dressed in black. Seeing that Ji Chuan did not accept the card, Qin Enyu stood up, bent down, picked up the card that Ji Chuan had pushed over, and stuffed it into Ji Chuan's hand.

"I didn't give this to you. Nanxing asked me to give it to you. Take it."

"I don't want it!" Ji Chuan refused to accept it. After Qin Enyu forced it into his mouth twice, he simply put his hands behind his back and refused to take it out no matter what. "Boss Jiang, if she wants to give me the card, why doesn't she give it to me personally? What's the point of asking you to give it to me?"

Ji Chuan's extremely uncooperative attitude greatly affected Qin Enyu's work efficiency. Her temper had worsened in recent years, and she became anxious after pushing him a few times.

Seeing that his wife was getting anxious, Chu Zhenghe hurried forward to join Qin Enyu's team.

"Ji Chuan, keep it. You know in your heart that Miss Chen will never give it to you personally."

Before meeting Qin Enyu, Chu Zhenghe was known in the business world for his sharp tongue. Now with the nourishment of love, he has become a little better, but he still can't learn to speak tactfully.

Judging from Qin Enyu's dress and the box she brought, Ji Chuan had already known the news of Chen Nanxing's death, but he chose to deceive himself.

Now that this layer of self-deception was also exposed by Chu Zhenghe, Ji Chuan could no longer bear it and began to cry.

The death of a loved one is an ocean that cannot be crossed. Qin Enyu and Chu Zhenghe don't know where to start to persuade him. All they can do is give Ji Chuan some time to digest his sadness alone.

After crying, Ji Chuan sobbed and asked Qin Enyu for Chen Nanxing's ashes, but Qin Enyu refused without blinking, because Qin Enyu's last wish was to bury Chen Nanxing in the cemetery near the sea in Licheng.

When Ji Chuan heard that Chen Nanxing's last wish was to be buried in Licheng, he stopped making a fuss and instead begged Qin Enyu if he could go to the cemetery to choose a place for Chen Nanxing to rest in peace.

He really begged, the kind of begging that he wanted to kneel on the ground. Qin Enyu felt that she was not going against her friend's last wish, so she agreed to let Ji Chuan choose first. If it was okay, it would be fine. If not, she could choose by herself.

Qin Enyu finally fulfilled Ji Chuan's wish and asked him to choose a final resting place for Chen Nanxing.

Ji Chuan walked through the cemetery near the sea in Licheng with almost a pilgrimage-like mood.

He walked very slowly, carefully examining every spot, taking into account the angle of the sunlight, the frequency of the sea breeze, and the horizon within his sight.

Finally, he stopped on a slightly higher slope with a Koelreuteria tree planted on it. From here, he could see the most beautiful sunrise and a panoramic view of the blue bay. It was quiet and far away from the hustle and bustle.

“It’s nice here.”

Ji Chuan spoke to Qin Enyu who accompanied him, his voice hoarse but with a rare hint of calmness.

"Nanxing likes to watch the sea, and she also said that the fruit of the Chinese luan tree is very beautiful. We have both here."

Qin Enyu looked in the direction he pointed. The sea and the sky were one color, with white clouds floating in the air. It was indeed a good place to rest in peace. She nodded in agreement.

Ji Chuan's face showed an expression that was a mixture of great sadness and faint comfort, as if he had completed some important mission.

The weather was fine on the day Chen Nanxing's ashes were buried. Only Qin Enyu, Chu Zhenghe, and Ji Chuan were present. There was no elaborate ceremony, no mourning music, only the sobbing sea breeze and the murmur of the waves.

Qin Enyu personally placed the simple and elegant urn into the grave, while Ji Chuan stood beside her and silently scattered a handful of petals mixed with white daisies and unknown blue flowers.

That was the combination he remembered Chen Nanxing had inadvertently praised.

The tombstone was erected, with only a simple name and date of birth and death, as well as a line of small words added by Qin Enyu for Chen Nanxing - Freedom is the only belief.

Ji Chuan stood in front of the tomb for a long time, until the sun set in the west and the sea breeze turned cooler. Only then did he leave, looking back every few steps, at Chu Zhenghe's gentle reminder.

He knew this was the last thing he could do for Chen Nanxing. From now on, no matter how high the mountains and rivers are, his thoughts and love for her would be blocked by this cold stone tablet.