Meanwhile, Xuan Yuanche, who had just moved in and become Xie Yushu's new neighbor—no, now "Dang Che"—was buried in his hands on the comfortable leather bed, deep in thought.

He had already fallen to the Tatars' sword and died for his country. The stinging pain of the blade cutting his neck, the scarlet blood, the uncontrollable feeling of hypothermia, the bleak winter, Xie Yushu's scalding tears falling on his face, and the clear wind's broken voice.

He was so reluctant to close his eyes at that moment, even though he was actually very tired and in pain. But seeing Eryu, Xie Yushu, and his mother made him very happy. With Qingfeng and the others by his side, he felt especially at ease.

But in the end he still died. He was in a daze and didn't know how long he had been in the darkness. When he regained consciousness, he was holding the Buddhist prayer beads that his mother had given him.

He suddenly gained consciousness and saw his mother's hair turn gray because of his departure. He saw Eryu finally insert the white jade hairpin that he had wanted for so long into his hair ornament. He saw his mother questioning Xie Yushu about whether she knew his feelings.

At that moment, he felt heartache. Although he was dead and his heart had stopped beating, he still felt a sharp pain in his chest, a pain that came from the depths of his soul.

She felt sorry for Xie Yushu being questioned by the Empress Dowager, and also felt sorry that her own deep affection was not accepted.

But he was grateful to his mother. Indeed, the love he kept hidden in his heart was far more intense than the overwhelming love he showed her. He just didn't want to put her in a difficult position.

Now that his mother has spoken up for him, it has fulfilled one of his wishes.

But what made him happiest was Xie Yushu's response. She didn't evade or deny it; instead, she carefully cut off a section of her beautiful hair and placed it in her hand.

Just so that I can have peace of mind after I die.

That's enough!

He didn't care whether it was friendship or love; even if it was just friendship, it was a respectable friendship, and his wish had been fulfilled.

He knew that his frail body wasn't suited for romance and love. It would be best for him to be like a monk, detached from worldly desires. Xie Yushu always restrained him, forbidding him from overworking, getting angry, or having significant emotional fluctuations. All of this was for his own good.

But emotions are hard to control, what can I do? Some people just fall in love with me, and no matter what, they don't regret it.

After watching for a while, he realized that what he was seeing was his mother and the others sending him off to his funeral. He thought that once the coffin was sealed and he was buried, they would be completely separated by life and death. He thought that he would see the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and the Black and White Impermanence described in the picture book.

As a result, before the coffin could be sealed, the moment Xie Yushu placed that strand of hair into his hand, he suddenly felt a powerful suction force, and then he knew nothing more.

When consciousness returned, he had become Dang Che, lying on the operating table undergoing surgery.

Unfortunately, he only had consciousness, but his body was completely numb.

The reason I identified it as an operating table is because the environment is somewhat similar to that of the hospital at Xie Yushu Mountain Villa, only much better.

He struggled to speak, when a man wearing a green hat said something.

"This kid's developed a tolerance to anesthesia? He wore off so quickly?"

Then they gave him another injection, and the next moment, he was plunged into boundless darkness.

His last thought was one of amazement: "This is the anesthetic Xie Yushu was talking about? It's damn strong!"

When he woke up again, he was in a hospital room. He knew clearly that he was no longer himself, or rather, he had been possessed or taken over. In any case, he had become this person named Dang Che.

This person is three years older than him, twenty years old, and also has congenital heart disease. He has already undergone one repair surgery, but this time, due to heartbreak and the shock, it relapsed!

Alas! It seems that someone with a heart condition should never be involved in love.

Fortunately, the kid's family had some money and influence, and they immediately contacted the best experts to save him.

However, this kid's parents are both very busy people, seemingly always traveling the world, and rarely have time to spend with him.

He was also rather withdrawn and didn't have many friends.

Of course, he gradually pieced together all this information over this period of time.

The world here is completely different from where he lives; it's more like the world in the books that Xie Yushu occasionally mentions.

Thinking about this, he felt both curious and excited.

Could it be that the Buddhist concept of the three thousand great chiliocosms truly exists?

Was Xie Yushu someone who went from this world to that world, and he, for some reason he didn't know, came to her world?

What if she suddenly comes back one day? Can Eryu and Qingfeng come too? And what about the Empress Dowager?

After all, judging from the information that pops up from time to time in this body's mind, this place is much better than Daqi!