(Superpower Management Bureau)
Feng Qingyao was staring intently at the computer screen, her fingers flying as she typed a symphony of intense work on the keyboard.
However, at this moment, her eyes suddenly became blurred, as if all the colors had been sucked away by an invisible force, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Feng Qingyao's body began to tremble slightly, like leaves swaying in the autumn wind. Then, as if gently pulled by an invisible rope, she slowly and weakly fell towards the desk.
The documents in his hands fell to the ground like frightened butterflies, making a series of tiny and messy sounds, breaking the originally quiet office environment.
“Qingyao…Qingyao…”
She seemed to hear someone calling her name before she completely lost consciousness...
When she woke up again, she found herself sitting on the soft grass. The person sitting next to her was the most familiar boy in her memory, Shang Zitan, who was wearing the uniform of Beifan High School.
"Shang Zitan..."
Feng Qingyao was about to speak when the other party covered her mouth.
"Feng Qingyao, the meteor is coming."
Feng Qingyao had no choice but to shut up for the time being.
Under the boundless night sky, the meteor shower is like the tears of God, falling slowly to the earth in strings and clusters, with endless poetry and romance.
The two of them sat side by side on the soft grass, gently surrounded by the faint moonlight and the glow of the meteor shower, as if they were the only two people left in the whole world.
Their eyes closely followed the fleeting lights. Every time a shooting star appeared, their heartbeats would accelerate and their hands would unconsciously clench tighter, as if they were afraid that this beauty would disappear in an instant.
The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the coolness of the night. On a night like this, time seems to stand still, leaving only them and the brilliant starry sky, weaving a romantic legend of their own together.
"Shang Zitan... I was so stupid... You were the one who gave me that pen. If I had been braver, this wouldn't have happened..."
"Qingyao...don't be sad because of me. My death has nothing to do with you."
"It seems... I'm a bit cruel to you..."
"Forget me, Qingyao."
"Live a good life..."
Shang Zitan stepped forward and hugged Feng Qingyao, lifted the hair from her forehead, and left a light kiss on her forehead.
His figure gradually became transparent... and then disappeared into tiny specks of starlight...
"Don't go!!! Please!!"
“Shang Zitan!!”
He naturally couldn't hear the girl's heart-wrenching roar...
“Don’t go…Shang Zitan!!”
She slept very restlessly and soon woke up from her coma with a start.
She smelled the unique smell of disinfectant coming from the hospital, looked around, but found that there was no one around her.
The still beating blood vessels, feeding an IV, seemed to tell her that she was still alive, living in pain.
Why...can't I get any closer to death...?
At this moment, the door to the ward opened. The person who came in was Jiang Zhengwan.
Her boss would actually... come to see her in person?
"The doctor said you fainted due to low blood sugar."
"Don't you usually eat breakfast?"
"Of course I...have...more to eat."
Feng Qingyao replied stubbornly.
This situation often happened to her before. If Shang Zitan hadn't taken her there to eat, she wouldn't have gone to eat at all.
That's why Shang Zitan always said that she liked to abuse her body. Her appetite was not very good and she didn't eat much each time.
She had suffered from depression in high school, but because of Shang Zitan, the person she had a crush on, she didn't have any attacks, and she had been carefully disguising herself.
After Shang Zitan left, she was in excruciating pain every time an attack came, and no one came to help her. She took a lot of medicine, but it didn't last long.
Later, during her difficult twenties, she met Chen Xiangling, who was like an "angel" in her heart. She had originally wanted to die, but suddenly she didn't want to die anymore and wanted to live a little longer.
She told herself to try her best to live until spring, and that was when Chen Xiangling left her without saying goodbye and she was never heard from again.
Jiang Zhengwan just sighed helplessly.
He placed the insulated lunch box on the table, reminded her to "have a good rest and live a good life", and then turned and left.
As soon as her hand touched the lunch box, she found a black card underneath.
It seems... to be... a bank card...
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