Chapter 138 A Day of Happiness (Guo Jia's Side Story)
The surroundings were a strange sight: moving metal boxes, towering houses reaching into the clouds, a colorful world, and the piercing sound of horns...
The crowds coming and going wore strange and revealing clothes, and both men and women talked and laughed without restraint.
Guo Jia stood there, a hint of bewilderment in the eyes of this usually calm and collected man.
Where is this...?
Across the street, a couple was kissing passionately in the open, oblivious to everyone around them. He blushed slightly and turned his head away.
His clear, watery eyes slowly slid across the crowd, finally settling on a painting pasted on the wall of the tall building opposite. Was it her?!
He had never seen such a lifelike painting before. It was as if the smiling woman in her eyes was standing right in front of him. He unconsciously took a step forward and looked up at the painting, almost mesmerized.
Wow, he's so handsome!
"Oh my god, is he a celebrity?"
"It must be! Look, he's still wearing his costume!"
Wow, how can someone look so handsome in period costume!
A commotion arose behind him. Guo Jia reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the portrait, turned around in confusion, and was slightly surprised to find a group of people surrounding him.
"Give me your autograph!" A woman with bare arms boldly stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve, and handed him a strange pen.
"Young lady, I do not know you." Guo Jia gently pulled back his sleeve, his voice gentle yet indifferent.
Wow! His voice is so nice!
When are you releasing an album? I'll definitely buy it!
Guo Jia frowned slightly, took a step back, and looked at the somewhat frenzied crowd in front of him.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he subconsciously looked up at the street across the street, where a woman was standing below the portrait.
I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, then suddenly turning around, I found him where the lights were dim...
Staring at the woman across the street, Guo Jia was lost in thought for a long time.
The woman seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then smiled and waved gently at him.
Without thinking, Guo Jia shook off the crowd, strode across the street, and walked toward her. The crowd surged forward behind him, and the woman grabbed his hand, turned around, and ran.
"Get in the car quickly!"
She pulled him onto a strange iron box, and then the iron box actually started moving on its own!
"Scared?" The woman laughed when she saw that his face was slightly pale.
Seeing her smile, Guo Jia also smiled faintly, "Ruo Ruo..."
She was An Ruo. Even though she was dressed strangely and stood in the crowd, he could still recognize her at a glance.
"I..." He opened his mouth, about to say something, but An Ruo had already reached out and covered his lips.
His lips were a little cool.
"Shh! Time is precious, don't waste it, let's have a happy day!" An Ruo smiled with her eyes narrowed.
Anruo didn't know that she had a habit: when she was happy, she would open her eyes wide and smile, letting the other person see the joy in her eyes; but... when she was sad, she liked to smile with her eyes narrowed, hiding all her sorrow in her eyes and not revealing a trace of it.
How could Guo Jia not know her habits? But he didn't point it out.
Because... this is the last bit of pampering he can give her.
Anruo called that strange iron box a car.
After getting out of the car, An Ruo pulled him into a bizarre and wonderful place.
Welcome!
Several maids greeted her with smiles, but Anruo said they weren't maids, they were sales clerks.
"Change your clothes, I'll take you shopping!" An Ruo smiled and handed him a set of clothes, then pushed him into a small room.
After studying it for a while, just as An Ruo was about to break down the door, Guo Jia finally opened the door and came out.
The clothes were strange, with both arms exposed. Guo Jia looked down and tugged at his sleeves, feeling a bit odd. An Ruo, however, stared at him with a grin and nodded repeatedly.
After changing her clothes, An Ruo put on a pair of black glasses that almost covered half of her face, and then dragged him out onto the street in a flurry of activity.
He also had a pair of glasses, which Pei'er gave him.
An Ruo said she was wearing sunglasses because she was afraid of being recognized.
Guo Jia smiled faintly, letting her take him everywhere.
The sun was blazing, but Guo Jia remained cool and sweat-free, gazing at the woman whose cheeks were flushed from the sun.
"That's a traffic light, this is a pedestrian crossing... and that's a zebra crossing..."
An Ruo enthusiastically introduced her world, but Guo Jia's eyes were only on the radiant woman who looked very happy...
Two chocolate sundaes!
That thing called a chocolate sundae is sweet, cool, and melts in your mouth; it's delicious.
Time passed by, but An Ruo seemed to have endless new and interesting things to introduce—food, toys, clothes, and other necessities…
"Look at her, doesn't she look like An Ruo?"
"Wow, it's An Ruo!"
"An Ruo, An Ruo is there!"
It's unclear who discovered it first, but a large group of people rushed over, and An Ruo quickly pulled Guo Jia away and ran.
I ran for a long, long time...
Her hands were warm and soft. She pulled him along, and they ran and ran...
Watching her retreating figure, a greedy thought suddenly arose in his mind: if only this road had no end... how wonderful that would be?
...How wonderful that would be.
But he felt his steps growing heavier and heavier, his hands were gradually becoming transparent, and he was about to lose his grip on her hand...
An Ruo seemed to sense his unusual behavior, stopped in her tracks, and turned to look at him.
They gaze at each other, a look that spans more than 1,800 years.
“Let’s go see a movie first, I’m in it! Then we’ll go ice skating, then we’ll ride the Ferris wheel. You definitely won’t dare to ride it, even Zhongying wouldn’t…” An Ruo smiled with her eyes narrowed, rattling off the words rapidly, as if a ferocious beast was chasing her.
"Ruo Ruo," Guo Jia said softly, which stopped An Ruo from talking non-stop.
An Ruo stared at him blankly, forgetting her smile, but Guo Jia could easily read the sadness in her eyes.
That profound sense of powerlessness.
"You stinking scholar." After staring at him for a while, An Ruo smirked and suddenly raised her hand to throw a punch.
Guo Jia did not dodge, but the punch passed straight through his body as if it had hit thin air, without any sensation.
An Ruo silently withdrew her fist and bit her lip.
“If you are sad, I will regret letting you see me,” Guo Jia smiled, “...although, I am very glad to see you again.”
His voice was very soft, as if he were afraid of disturbing a beautiful dream.
An Ruo's eyes reddened slightly, then she laughed, "You stinky scholar, are you deliberately trying to make me feel sorry for you?"
Guo Jia chuckled softly, turned his head to look west, where the setting sun was as red as blood.
The woman felt a slight tightening in her hand and turned around in surprise to see a hand grasping her wrist. It was pale and cold, slender and long, with distinct knuckles, and slightly translucent...
“Then… so that you won’t feel sorry for my son, please stay with me a little longer,” Guo Jia turned to look at her, his face pale, but he seemed oblivious, insisting on looking at the woman, “just for a little while.”
He held her hand, using all his strength, trying not to disappear into thin air...
With a slight tightening in his grip, Guo Jia had already pulled her into his arms.
"I'm very happy," Guo Jia chuckled. "I'm happy to be able to hold you like this."
An Ruo bit her lip, lowered her eyes slightly, and remained silent.
Guo Jia gently rested his chin on her neck and smiled faintly, "Let me be willful this once. At least for this moment, you are mine, and no one can take you away."
An Ruo remained motionless, letting him hold her.
"I'm very happy today..."
The last sentence drifted away in the wind...
As the last ray of sunlight disappeared, he gradually became transparent... and then, like a grain of sand, he scattered with the wind...
If, in my lifetime, I could have such a day, I... would be content.
real.
When I opened my eyes, he was leaning against the sickbed, still wearing that blue robe, and the room was still filled with the scent of medicine.
That bizarre and fantastical world was so far away from him.
He knew his time was coming to an end.
Even with his eyes closed, a slight smile lingered on his lips.
Pei'er said that even if he died, he would never see her again in the afterlife.
But he finally... saw it.
That's enough.
Really... that's enough.
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