Feng Guang looked at Han Chen, wanting to say something, when suddenly he grasped her hand. Han Chen held her hand tightly, pulling her close to him. He bent down slightly, gently stroking her cheek with his other hand, and said softly, "Feng Guang, you are someone I can't understand, someone... someone I don't know how to feel about. You clearly want Han Qi to live, yet you want to let me go. I thought I understood you, but I don't understand you at all."
"Han Chen..." He gripped her hand so tightly that she couldn't break free. She said blankly, "Maybe you can try again... I can ask my father to find you the best doctor..."
“It’s too late.” His voice was low and hoarse, filled with despair and bewilderment. “From the day I was born, my death was predetermined. I can’t escape it. Han Wei said that as a clone, my short lifespan is something that cannot be changed.”
Feng Guang moved his lips, but couldn't say anything.
A layer of sadness crept into Han Chen's smiling eyes. "I met you first. Why did you fall in love with Han Qi... But it's alright this way, he still has a chance to live."
"Han Chen..."
He suddenly asked, "Xia Fengguang, are you afraid of the dark?"
Before Feng Guang could understand what was happening, he suddenly pushed her onto the hospital bed. Then, Han Chen walked out of the ward and closed the door.
She had a bad feeling and quickly got out of bed, ran to the door, and banged on it. "Han Chen, what do you want to do?!"
"Go do what I should do." His voice came from the other side of the door, indifferent and devoid of emotion.
After a long while, Feng Guang's blank voice came, "You can leave..."
“My identity means I can’t escape this shackle. Xia Fengguang, thank you for coming to see me today. Can I ask you for a favor?” This was the first time he had used the word “beg.” When he learned his identity as a child, he did not beg Han Wei to let him live. Not long ago, when he was brought here by Han Wei’s people, he did not beg Han Wei to let him go. But now, he used the word “beg.”
"What……"
"After I die, scatter my ashes in the sea. I want to drift on the boundless ocean and see farther and farther places."
She choked up, "Okay... I promise you."
His tone lightened somewhat, "Then I can face my death with peace of mind."
As soon as the soft words fell, footsteps sounded, growing fainter and fainter until they disappeared completely.
Fengguang, her hand on the door, slowly squatted down on the ground. She curled up in the corner, a tear falling onto the cold floor. She cried quietly, and gradually, the suppressed sobs filled the empty room.
Some encounters between people are like shooting stars, bursting forth with enviable sparks in an instant, but destined to be fleeting.
Han Chen and Feng Guang's encounter, however, lacked even the most enviable sparks; it was simply a cruel twist of fate.
A day later, news came that the surgery was successful. Half a month later, Han Qi woke up, and Han Wei and Zhen Wei could finally rest in peace.
The day after Han Qi woke up, Feng Guang went to the hospital. She sat by the bed and smiled weakly, "It's good that you're alright."
Han Qi still had a breathing tube inserted. He forced a faint smile and said softly, "Feng Guang... you don't look well."
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