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He was extremely familiar with those two words.
She's been calling him that ever since she met him!
But the world is too noisy, too noisy. The sound of the wind, the whispers of voices, the faint sound of ambulances in the distance—everything is so chaotic, so disgusting, even abhorrent.
To shut up.
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up...
I can't hear what she's saying anymore...
"Shut up!!"
The boy let out a heart-wrenching growl, and his eyes, which were as black as lacquer, now gleamed with a terrifying light.
Those words were like a divine decree, enveloping everyone's hearts, and none dared to disobey.
At first, the crowd didn't care. They just thought the boy was going crazy, and the girl in his arms... must be someone important to him who he was willing to give everything for at this moment.
But soon, people realized something was wrong.
Their ears could no longer hear any sound; even though everyone around them was talking, there was a deathly silence that was terrifying.
They can only hear their own voices, but their voices are transmitted through bone vibrations.
The current situation feels like I've been rejected by the whole world!
Everything in the universe possesses a spirit, with primates being the most prominent example, and humans being the ultimate primate species.
Knowing the truth, discerning good from evil, and understanding people's hearts.
These are operations that can be performed through spiritual communication.
At this moment, Su Qing seemed to have truly grasped the real meaning of the application of [Absolute Sense of Smell].
— To communicate with the spirit of heaven and earth.
In that instant, the entire world seemed to obey his commands.
Su Qing told them to shut up, and the air in this world forgot its role as a "medium," rejecting everyone except Su Qing and the others.
However, such use comes at a cost.
When you open your door, in addition to the joy of welcoming the bright sunshine, you should also be prepared for storms.
The level of pollution is increasing at an unimaginable rate.
5%...20%...50%...51%...
But Su Qing didn't care about any of that. He just wanted to hear the girl's voice in his arms again, and he just wanted her to live, to live a carefree and happy life.
A tear, like an autumn rain, fell precisely onto Yui's lips, momentarily adding a touch of color to them.
Su Qing thought he would never shed a tear in his life because he had never felt such an urge in his tear glands.
Besides having forgotten the memories of being abandoned since birth, this body seems to have other flaws.
Xiao Qing...
is it you?
Are you crying?
Don't cry... I've never seen you cry before...
Do you remember that day I said I would "take the blame for you"?
If this is your "calamity," then that's great.
Ah... I forgot.
You secretly remember everything, which means that using that ability to remember other people's embarrassing moments would be cheating, right?
and so……
"Forgot...me..."
The wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, leaving the world in a deathly silence.
The blessing plaques in the prayer hall move automatically without wind, like the beating of a heart, or like thousands of wind chimes swaying.
The gentle young woman blessed all those close to her, but forgot to bless herself.
The roar of the ambulance seemed both near and far, the flashing red lights blurring the vision; everything felt like an illusion.
How far can you go with your regrets at this moment?
Regret is precisely the emotion that leaves one most powerless in life.
There won't be any more.
……
……
PS:
I am guilty of the insults I received, guilty of a capital offense...
As a reader, I used to think that such plots were lowbrow and trashy, but I never thought I'd write something like that myself...
But I have to need such a node.
I started laying the groundwork a long time ago, the most obvious being that I shielded you from the calamity...
I'll be writing more these next few days, so I won't keep you waiting too long.
Also, it's not that things will naturally happen after experiencing this event; the focus is on the emotional journeys of the characters, which is what I really want to write and is essential to truly bringing the main characters to life.
Chapter 367 Spirit
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The cold air diluted the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the words flashing on the screen were blood-red, sending chills down one's spine.
"Auntie, Uncle, you haven't eaten yet, have some first..."
Mahiru returned to the surgery waiting area carrying several lunch boxes and spoke to the Yuihama couple, who were tightly embracing each other.
"No... thank you, we're not hungry, you guys eat."
The Yuihama couple looked at Mahiru with complicated expressions, especially Yuihama Kana. Although Mahiru hadn't heard her cry, she still noticed that her gentle eyes were bloodshot.
Upon seeing Mahiru, Qianna felt as if she were seeing her beloved daughter smiling at her. She looked up and sobbed for a moment before turning her head away.
Seeing that the Yuihama couple were resolute, Mahiru said nothing more, but quietly placed the lunchbox next to the two of them, and then sat back down next to Su Qing.
She didn't bring him any food.
Several hours had passed since Yui entered the operating room, and it was lunchtime; any normal person would be hungry.
However, Mahiru understood Su Qing better than anyone else, and he simply couldn't stomach it.
The girl who shielded him from the knife and naively said she would take the fall for him is still in the operating room. No one can understand Su Qing at this moment, not even himself.
"Yui will be alright, we just prayed for her."
Mahiru gently comforted her, then took Su Qing's hand. The moment she touched it, she felt a chill; it was the first time she had ever felt the boy's hand so cold.
"Go get something to eat."
Su Qing turned her head slightly away, her voice devoid of any inflection.
"I'm not hungry, I'm fine."
Upon hearing this, Su Qing said nothing more. He then turned his gaze back to the display screen on the wall, which, to be precise, displayed three words: "[In Surgery]".
His eyes suddenly became unfocused and lifeless.
Yui pushed him to the ground, lay in his arms, and her last words were, "Forget me."
Every moment, every frame, looped endlessly in his mind over those few hours.
Even the buzzing sound from the phone was ignored.
[Hiratsuka Shizuka: How are things going on your end? If there's anything I can help you with, please let me know. Don't be presumptuous!]
at the same time.
Back in his hometown, Hiratsuka Shizumasa paced back and forth in the corridor, smoking one expensive cigarette after another, each one unfinished and discarded on the floor, its embers faintly visible.
"Ah! What on earth is going on?!"
Seeing that her messages were not being answered, Hiratsuka Shizuka's worries grew heavier.
Just a few hours ago, Su Qing suddenly called her asking for Yui Yui's parents' contact information. When she asked him, he just said that he had handled it well and then hung up the phone.
Ugh, what a headache this little brat is!!!
"Damn it, I'm not waiting anymore."
Hiratsuka Shizuka stomped heavily on the ground, instantly extinguishing the faintly rekindled flames.
"Jing, who made you angry? Why are you so temperamental?"
Her mother's concerned voice came from the end of the corridor, but Hiratsuka Shizuka had already changed her shoes and shouted to her, "Mom, tell the old man I have something to do at school, I'm leaving now!"
"What about tomorrow's blind date?"
"Even going on a blind date with Takuya Kimura isn't as important as what I need to do right now!"
When Hiratsuka's mother came out, she didn't even see a shadow of her daughter.
"You're always rushing around like that, I don't know where you learned that from..."
……
Time is like quicksand, slipping away little by little through our fingers.
The people on the screen gradually changed from "In Surgery" to "Surgery Completed".
More and more family members left the huge waiting hall, while more and more family members poured in.
“Yui…”
Qiannai covered her mouth, her voice almost trembling.
Makoto Yuigahama held her tightly in his arms, comforting her, "It's okay, our daughter is so cute... everything will be alright..."
What does being cute have to do with being okay? Even Makoto Yuigahama himself doesn't understand.
He just wanted to tell the child's mother that.
Even he himself didn't realize that his hand on Qiannai's was also trembling slightly, like a fragile cicada in the height of summer.
……
"The surgery is over!"
The oppressive atmosphere ended with a shout from someone unknown.
The four left the waiting room. Their legs, which should have been stiff from sitting for several hours, were now moving with ease as if nothing had happened.
"Doctor, how is my child?"
The white automatic doors to the operating room slowly opened, and several doctors pushed Yui out.
Upon seeing this, Yuihama Seiichi rushed forward and asked.
"We have tried our best..."
The doctor's words struck everyone like a meteorite.
Qianna felt like she was about to lose her footing, and as she fell to the ground, Zhenzhou and Suqing caught her at the same time.
"We don't know the details of your child's current situation either."
A normal person's heart should beat 60-100 times per minute, but despite trying various methods, the patient's heart rate remained consistently between 30-50 beats per minute.
"What's the meaning?"
"Logically speaking, the patient should have died from excessive blood loss when we arrived."
But the current situation is as if a patient's life was about to end, and someone forcibly pulled them back from the brink of death, preserving a sliver of hope.
The attending physician leading the group was a man in his fifties with extensive experience. He looked around at the four of them with a somewhat ashamed expression.
"I know what I'm saying is hard for you to accept, but that's the truth."