Clones have always been prohibited because they are a highly controversial topic, both legally and morally. It's not that no one has considered using a clone's body to cure another terminally ill patient, but clones are not without their own thoughts or feelings.
Therefore, a clone is still a human being, even if his birth foreshadows that he will not have a long life.
At least, that's what Fengguang thinks.
Han Qi smiled gently at her quiet demeanor. "Later I learned that Han Chen was fostered in the old housekeeper's house. He went to school and studied like an ordinary person, living a life I had never experienced. Maybe you will think I'm being hypocritical by saying this, but I'm happy that Han Chen can live a normal life."
"And what about you?" she asked in a low voice, a slight tremor in her calm tone.
Han Qi smiled faintly, like a light cloud, tinged with melancholy. "I will try my best to live longer, although... I can't guarantee how long that will last."
"That……"
"No, I won't sacrifice Han Chen to save my own life." Han Qi knew what she was thinking. A faint smile appeared on his lips, like a ripple on a calm lake, fleeting and gone in an instant. "He has his life, and I have mine. He and I are two independent people. He exists in this world, not as my appendage."
“I understand…” She thought so too, but her heart was heavy because it meant that he didn’t intend to use the method his father had prepared to cure his body. In other words, his chances of survival were even slimmer. But she didn’t want to give up like that. She asked with a hint of hope, “Is there really no other way to treat your illness?”
"Fengguang, don't feel sad." Han Qi bent down slightly, his pale face close to hers, his dark eyes filled with indifference. "This is my fate, and I have long been prepared to accept it, but I have never been a person who gives up. Look, aren't I happy every day now?"
"But...but..." She sniffed, then suddenly choked up, "But I don't want you to die...I want you to live well..."
He patted her head, a slight smile curving his lips. “Fengguang, you have to understand that not everything in this world goes as planned. What we can do is make ourselves and those around us happy before the last day arrives.”
He spoke these words so calmly, so composedly, that it left one wondering what to do to avoid feeling that desperate sense of helplessness.
He gently wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye with his fingertip. "Don't be sad for me. I'm still standing right in front of you, aren't I?"
“I don’t understand…” she gripped his hand tightly, “I don’t understand why you have to endure this pain. You’re such a good person… there are so many things you haven’t done yet…”
“But I still exist, I exist right before your eyes.” Han Qi’s eyes curved quietly as he gently pulled her into his arms. He said, “I’m not as good as you say. Just like I know I should keep a proper distance from you, but I still can’t help but get closer. I’m also a selfish person.”
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