But that's exactly what I want, even though I know it doesn't seem real.
But I still want to give it a try.
Even if there's only the slightest chance, I'm not willing to give up.
When I asked him about the location and time, he told me to wait.
With the holiday just around the corner, I'm feeling incredibly anxious.
The day before I was to return to the capital, that person sent me a message.
The location was set at an abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs of X city.
I drove my car, feeling uneasy, toward the location indicated by the navigation.
When I arrived at the factory, I found the gate was closed. I thought I had gone to the wrong place. Just as I was about to turn around and leave, the metal gate of the abandoned factory suddenly opened.
A person wearing a black cloak and a silver mask walked out from inside.
"Are you Song Qian?" The voice, which had been specially processed, was neither male nor female.
I was startled by the man's attire. I had no idea what was behind the metal door or what I was about to face.
After I gave him a code that the contact person had given me, he led me into the factory.
"Hello, may I ask where this place is?" I asked cautiously, facing the pitch-black surroundings.
"Here you'll find what you need. Go straight ahead, then turn left. The workshop with the lights on is where you're looking." The cloaked figure pointed me in the right direction before disappearing into the darkness.
I was about to take out my phone and turn on the flashlight.
But when I turned on my phone screen, I found that the phone was no longer usable. After entering the metal door, the electronic device had become a piece of scrap metal.
At this point, I was already starting to regret it; I wanted to escape and go home.
But when I turned around to leave, I thought of my family's indifference towards me, and the person in my heart.
After much hesitation, I gritted my teeth and went inside.
I walked into the only workshop with a dim light on.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the desk in the center of the workshop.
I suppose I was facing a human, not a monster.
In such a desolate environment, even as a staunch materialist who has received a modern education and studied in the West, I couldn't help but let my mind wander.
I strode forward, as if walking towards an operating table for the first time, and walked to my desk.
"Hello, Dr. Song." The person sitting opposite me was also a cloaked figure, dressed exactly the same as the person who opened the door for me, without any difference.
If it weren't for the fact that there was another person dressed in the same outfit standing behind this mysterious person, I would have even suspected that they might be the same person.
"Hello," I greeted politely.
The mysterious person opposite me gently tapped the mahogany table with long, slender, pale fingers. Through the mask, I could see a pair of deep, unfathomable eyes.
Those eyes were like the universe, filled with stars, and utterly serene.
"I know why Dr. Song is here, and I have what you want. But what I want to know is, what price are you willing to pay?"
"As far as I know, Dr. Song is a graduate of Harvard Medical School who studied in the United States. He owns a three-story villa in Beijing, an Audi RS7 provided to him by Peking Union Medical College Hospital, a Maserati Quattroporte that he has never touched, and a bank account of 0.03 yuan."
I didn't expect this person to have investigated me so thoroughly, but it didn't shock me much. After all, we live in the age of the internet, and anyone with a bit of hacking skills can find this information.
I nodded, without denying it.
The man continued, "However, I'm not interested in any of the material possessions you have. Money is just numbers to me, something I can easily manipulate. So, Miss Song, have you thought carefully about the price you're willing to pay?"
I wasn't surprised at all. If this person in front of me really possessed such incredible abilities, then money was indeed just a number to him.
"Since you took the initiative to contact me and invite me here, there must be something about me that you want. Although I don't know who it is or what it is." Although I'm insecure, I'm not stupid. And I don't know what they really want from me.
The man chuckled and said, "Heh, as expected of a Western student who has received higher education, communicating with you is effortless."
Then the man said, "In that case, I will give Dr. Song the following two options, and you can choose one of them."
"First, you'll have to trade thirty years of your lifespan for it."
"Second, exchange your learning ability and the skills you have acquired over the years for it."
Although I had expected some bizarre things to happen before I came, I still couldn't help but gasp when he actually said it.
"I want to know how much longer I can live after sacrificing thirty years of my life?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
The mysterious man said, "Although I know, I cannot tell you."
"You have five minutes to consider. If you haven't made a decision after five minutes, the transaction will be closed."
I was suddenly caught in a dilemma.
I don't know how to choose.
If I choose the first option, I fear I will die prematurely. Then everything I have pursued will become meaningless.
I also have loving parents who care about me. Even though they weren't very enthusiastic when we met, my whole family saved every penny to support my studies while I was studying in the US.
I don't want them to spend the first half of their lives feeling ashamed in front of others because of my appearance, and then spend the second half of their lives burying their child.
But if I choose the second option, all the efforts I've made in the first half of my life will be in vain, and without the ability to learn, I will become a completely useless person with only good looks, which is completely contrary to my life of the past thirty years.
Perhaps I cannot accept either of these conditions.
Just as the time was about to run out, I made up my mind and said, "Can I trade you fifteen years of my lifespan and my learning ability or the abilities I currently possess?"
Fifteen years of lifespan won't make me outlive my parents. Besides, my current abilities are more than enough for me to live a wealthy life in the capital. Furthermore, my learning ability is sufficient for me to master a means of survival in a short period of time.
After hearing my answer, the mysterious man smiled and said it was okay.
Then they took out a contract and asked me to sign it.
I carefully read the contents of the contract. The terms were very simple, with an additional confidentiality agreement.
After confirming several times that there were no other problems, I quickly signed my name.
Then the mysterious man simply waved his hand in front of me and said, "The transaction is complete."
As a doctor, I can clearly feel that some of the life force in my body has been lost.
And, the Western medical skills I currently possess are gone.
I walked out of the abandoned factory with excitement, sat in my car, and turned on the rearview mirror.
Just as I expected, my facial features didn't change much, but I looked exceptionally good in the mirror.
I couldn't wait to make a video call to my mom, wanting to see if my appearance had changed in her eyes.
After the video call connected, my mother, who was away on a business trip, asked me in shock when I had secretly gone for plastic surgery.
After chatting excitedly with my mom for a few minutes, I hung up the video call and told her to get some rest.
Then, in high spirits, he drove his car home.
I'm heading towards my beloved.
Sailing towards a brand new life for me.
Here comes the second half of my life.
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