"It means the world will collapse. Every time a world is merged, it takes a lot of world origin. If there is too little world origin, it will not be able to support the development of the world and the world will collapse."
"When will I leave this world?"
"We will persevere until the very last moment, which is July 1, 1997. This mission is to collect data on global integration."
Two years passed quickly. During these two years, Jiang Yue consolidated her assets to prevent her family from losing the money after she left. She bought a lot of houses both domestically and internationally. After careful consideration, she decided that buying houses was the most reliable option. In case of a spendthrift son, she could still make a living by collecting rent.
She gave a copy of her organized medical notes to an acquaintance, and after sending the materials to the country, she also kept the medal the country had given her. This world is different from other worlds, and if Jiang Yue encounters any difficulties after she leaves, the Jiang family can use this medal to ensure they have enough to eat and drink.
As the national anthem played and the national flag was raised, the world seemed to be paused in Jiang Yue's eyes. Then, the entire Hong Kong Island lost its color like a silent film. A ripple, like water, slowly rippled towards Jiang Yue. The city instantly came alive after the ripple passed. When the ripple passed over Jiang Yue's body, she slowly disappeared into the air as if she had been erased by an eraser.
The sun rose as usual the next day. After waking up, Mr. and Mrs. Jiang did what they usually did. After cooking, Mrs. Jiang cleaned the house. When she wiped a picture frame, she picked it up and looked at it. When she saw the person in the photo, she was stunned and a strange feeling arose in her heart.
This feeling was fleeting, so fleeting that Jiang Ma forgot about it as soon as she turned her head and didn't even think about it. Just as she was about to continue tidying up, she heard her grandmother's voice: "Xiaoli, let's go. We're not cleaning today. Xin Xin called and is urging us to have a big meal."
"Here it comes, here it comes!" After putting down the picture frame, Aunt Jiang was about to leave when she looked at the photo again as if possessed, and then shook her head: "I'm getting old, I feel like I've forgotten something."
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