Chapter 262 Dream
In fact, Xia Mian had considered leaving. Although he might be teetering on the brink of life and death in the real world, although his parents were gone and he was all alone in the vast manor, and although there was nothing in reality that he would miss, this was, after all, a virtual world in a book, and he could not find any meaning in his existence.
Ultimately, people must return from nothingness to reality.
So when did you decide not to leave?
Actually, even summer hibernation is hard to explain.
It might happen when she realizes she likes Zhou Pingchuan, it might happen when she finds out Zhou Pingchuan likes her too, it might happen when she accepts his belated marriage proposal, or it might happen just now.
In short, to hell with the illusory and the real, to hell with the meaning of life, as long as the people you love are by your side, anywhere is a utopia!
What's more, he has a thriving career, a group of close friends, countless sincere and lovely fans, and a mother who cherishes him dearly.
And...his home.
He was willing to be consumed by it forever.
Upon hearing his words, Zhou Pingchuan remained silent for a long time, a rare occurrence. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "Don't worry about me. If you want to go back, then go back."
Love is wanting to hold on tight, but forcing yourself to let go.
"Well... I haven't really thought about leaving or not leaving in detail. What I'm sure of is that if I don't leave, I might not regret it, but if I leave, I definitely will. Brother Chuan," Xia Mian said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Don't kick me out, please continue to take care of me, okay?"
Zhou Pingchuan finally smiled: "Okay."
Humans are the most forgetful of all people, and also the most adept at healing themselves. A person can completely disappear from society in just a few days.
A week later, the fans began to accept Xia Mian's departure, and the black and white portraits they had changed to in memory of Xia Mian were changed back to color; the business that could not fulfill its contract due to Xia Mian's "death" signed a new actor, and the script that was forced to stop was looking for actors to fill in and reshoot; the Xia family couple visited to inquire about Xia Mian's funeral arrangements, and incidentally asked about Xia Mian's estate.
Aside from Ren Xiping, who is still anxiously awaiting news, Xia Mian has become a "former person" in the hearts of others.
That night, Xia Mian had a dream.
In his dream, he was enveloped in a soft, warm substance. He looked around curiously, wondering what was covering him.
Suddenly, a woman looked down at him, her voice filled with delight: "Honey, come quick, the baby's opened his eyes!"
The man rushed over and exclaimed, "Damn, he's so handsome! He looks like our son!"
"Don't swear in front of the baby," the woman scolded, giving the man a reproachful look before turning to Xia Mian. "So white, so soft, like a little cotton ball. How about we call her Mianmian?"
"Mianmian, Mianmian, my son Mianmian!" The man carefully picked up the swaddled baby, beaming from ear to ear.
The scene shifts to a restaurant.
Xia Mian bit the silver fork her mother had carefully selected and said with dissatisfaction, "Are we leaving again?"
"It's about making money. This is the biggest deal of the year. Once it's finalized, how about Daddy and Mommy take you on vacation to Tahiti?"
“Why earn so much? We already have more money than we can spend,” Xia Mian pouted. “People who are almost fifty years old can’t keep flying around all the time. How can their bodies take it? Maybe I should save some money in the future, and you can go out less and rest at home more. Making money is not as important as your health.”
“Sweetie, Mommy knows you feel sorry for us. Mommy promises you, I'll stay for two more years, and then gradually withdraw from the business once the new management team has grown up.”
"Fine, fine, do whatever you want. Anyway, I'll move into the dorm as soon as you leave."
"Don't your roommates find it troublesome to keep moving things around? I bought some small gifts for your roommate, Emma." The woman called to the maid, who understood and brought out several of the latest gaming consoles.
She was always like this, supporting all of Xia Mian's decisions, even if she didn't understand them, even if she knew he was just being stubborn.
"When Mommy comes back, invite those trainees over to play. Mommy will bake you cakes. You're all too skinny."
"Alright, alright, all you know is how to bribe us," Xia Mian curled the corners of her mouth, "Go early and come back early."
"receive!"
The scene then shifts to the hospital.
Xia Mian stood at the entrance of the morgue, unable and unwilling to believe that the person covered by the white sheet was her father and mother, the people who had just promised to take her to Tahiti for vacation a few days ago.
He stared blankly at the two corpses, not knowing what to say or do. It turns out that when people are extremely sad, they really can't cry.
It wasn't until the police handed him the deceased's belongings and he saw the broken watch he had given his father for his birthday last year, and the note his mother had painstakingly written on her phone: "Baby, don't be afraid. Even though Daddy and Mommy aren't here, there will be people who love you in our place." that Xia Mian finally knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
As I cried, the scene changed once again.
He entered a warm and bright space, somewhat like the soft swaddling clothes he had been in at the beginning.
Ahead, a radiant glow spread across the sky, and a man and a woman emerged hand in hand from the light.
Just like when they were kids at an amusement park, they each held Xia Mian's hand, leading him forward while scolding him: "You naughty baby, why did you come to see us so early? Didn't we tell you someone would love you in our place? Fine, let Mommy see you first. You seem to have gotten a little more handsome..."
"Mianmian? Xia Mian? Xia Mian?!" Xia Mian was immersed in a dream when she was suddenly woken up by Zhou Pingchuan.
He opened his eyes, his expression dazed, and for a moment he couldn't tell where he was.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Zhou Pingchuan asked worriedly.
Xia Mian felt her face was wet, and when she wiped it with her hand, tears were streaming down her face: "It wasn't a nightmare, it was a beautiful dream."
Zhou Pingchuan grabbed a tissue and wiped away his tears: "What did you dream about?"
"I dreamt that my parents came to pick me up. They were still so young, so beautiful, and loved me so much. Brother Chuan, that's me in real life..."
At this point, Xia Mian couldn't help but choke up again.
They all knew what this meant.
In reality, Xia Mian... has passed away.
Zhou Pingchuan's heart tightened, and an indescribable sadness surged up like a tide. He pulled Xia Mian into his arms and kissed away her falling tears: "Don't be afraid, I will continue to love you in their place."
Summer slumber stopped abruptly, and suddenly felt as if struck by fate.
He never told Zhou Pingchuan about his mother's message.
But Zhou Pingchuan just said it like that.
It turns out, everything was the best arrangement of fate.
Her emotions instantly subsided, and Xia Mian wiped away her tears: "It's okay, I'm just a little unsettled. But, does the fact that I'm dead in reality mean... 'Love in the Palm' is over, and what about me in this world...?"
"We've survived completely," Zhou Pingchuan concluded.
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