Chapter 58 Li Nian's Independent Side Story - When He Remembered It (Part 7)

The red umbrella flew up and fell, crashing to the ground and turning into a shattered butterfly.

The rain was still falling, and under the gloomy sky, that splash of red was so vibrant it was almost blinding.

He stood there, looking across the crowd, and saw a hand outstretched beside the exposed ribs of the umbrella.

Against the backdrop of mud and blood, it presents a lifeless gray-white... the white of the dead.

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

It was impossible to tell if the sound was rain or the ticking of a pendulum; the ticking continued incessantly.

Even with my ears covered, I still couldn't stop the intrusion of those sounds.

It's as if they don't exist in the objective world, but only in one's own mind.

He was the only one who heard it; only he...

At some point, the dense crowd parted to both sides and stood silently on both sides of the road.

He saw a dark stone tablet ahead of the cleared path... a gloomy and ominous color.

He walked straight over, as if his body had its own will.

Under the silent gaze of the crowd, he walked step by step to the stone tablet.

He didn't know why he was in this place, nor did he understand what was happening right now.

But the feeling was familiar, as if he had experienced the same scene somewhere in some unknown time and place.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...

Water dripped down the steps; it really was the sound of rain.

As he thought this, he had already walked up to the dark stone tablet.

Then I looked down and saw a photo embedded in it.

In the photo, the boy smiles broadly at his unsuspecting friend standing motionless outside the camera lens.

Even after being processed with a black and white filter, it is still clear that the boy has a pair of unique light-colored eyes.

(It's an extremely beautiful green, like jade...)

His heart suddenly clenched with pain.

Because he suddenly realized that it was a tombstone.

The person in the photo will never again be able to show the same expression face-to-face.

In the suddenly blurred vision, the scenery before me gradually faded, as if it were about to be completely melted and swallowed up by the endless rain...

He panicked and reached out to touch the black and white photograph covered in rainwater.

The next moment, however, he suddenly opened his eyes.

It was just a dream...

As Yu Qingzhou's vision gradually cleared, she realized that she was in what appeared to be a hospital room.

(Strange... he clearly remembers...)

"Great, you're finally awake!"

The voice came from the left side of the body, full of surprise.

Yu Qingzhou turned her head and was met with a beautiful face that looked like it was about to cry.

A pair of heterochromatic eyes pitifully glistened with tears.

"That's great! You have no idea how scary it was when you lay there motionless. I thought... I thought..."

The young man sniffled and continued talking to himself, his excitement and fear seeming genuine.

Yu Qingzhou's brain was still in a daze, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him.

His gaze swept over the young man's reddened nose, from his watery left eye to his right, pausing slightly when it touched the red beauty mark under the corner of his eye.

My heart skipped a beat, and a thought inexplicably popped into my mind.

(The colors are different...)

Yu Qingzhou suddenly felt a headache coming on, and he reached out to press his temples.

Only when I raised my hand did I realize that my palm had been held in someone's hand the whole time.

"What's wrong? Are you thirsty, or do you want something else?"

Concerned words followed immediately.

Yu Qingzhou met the worry in those heterochromatic eyes and shook her head slightly.

"It's nothing, it's just that...my head feels a little sore..."

As soon as he spoke, Yu Qingzhou clearly felt the hands holding him tighten suddenly, and he unconsciously frowned in pain.

Seeing this, the young man immediately loosened his grip, but still held onto Yu Qingzhou's hand tightly.

"you……"

He cautiously looked into Yu Qingzhou's eyes, as if trying to discern something.

Do you remember my name?

Upon hearing this, Yu Qingzhou couldn't help but laugh, but a sudden wave of nausea forced her to laugh back.

After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Do you think this is a movie? You keep making me lose my memory or something. I just woke up and I have a bit of a headache and feel dizzy."

"Then what should I call you?"

The young man suddenly became serious for some reason.

A pair of eyes stared intently into Yu Qingzhou's eyes, refusing to let the matter slip by.

Yu Qingzhou didn't quite understand why the other person was being so serious about a patient. Especially that tense and anxious look, which seemed almost neurotic.

Yu Qingzhou could see the bloodshot veins in the young man's eyes, and the faint bluish-black under his eyes, reflected on his pale, lifeless skin, making him look almost like a ghost.

Oh, if I had to say, I should also call her a lecherous ghost.

"Li Nian, your name is Li Nian."

Yu Qingzhou spoke slowly and deliberately, repeating herself twice carefully, as if afraid the other party hadn't heard her clearly.

Seeing that the person opposite seemed to breathe a huge sigh of relief upon hearing this, and amused by their exaggerated expression, I realized that they were laughing.

"I hit my head on the airbag, not had brain surgery, it's not that serious. And the fact that I'm lying here perfectly fine means the doctors have checked me and everything is fine. As for memories, even if I did lose them, compared to my life, it's not a big deal, is it?"

"..."

In the past, at times like this, young people would always say something disgusting and sarcastic to make fun of people.

But at this moment, Li Nian just kept staring at Yu Qingzhou, completely losing her usual smug and annoying demeanor.

This made Yu Qingzhou feel somewhat reluctant.

"Okay. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I wasn't paying attention to traffic safety, which caused you to crash with me and made you worry so much."

"Yes, it's good that you know."

Li Nian responded softly, her voice gentle and tinged with grievance.

With her eyelids drooping, she looked just like a pitiful little dog.

This made Yu Qingzhou want to reach out and touch that beautiful head with its fluffy hair.

Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly remembered the red he had seen before losing consciousness.

That red umbrella...

Along with that splash of red, many other fragments also surfaced in my mind.

Suddenly, it filled my drowsy brain, causing a wave of confusion.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...

The familiar voice rang out again, and Yu Qingzhou suddenly raised her head.

Looking in the direction of the sound, all I saw was a wall clock.

The pendulum ticked away, like... like large drops of rain sliding off the edge of an umbrella and landing on a tombstone.

And embedded on the same tombstone, the smiling face of the boy in the black and white photograph bears a striking resemblance to the person before us...