She was Chi Zhengzheng!
She may not be the original Chi Zhengzheng, her body may be fake, and the world she came to may even be fake, but her memories were real, Wen Yu was real!
She thought the original storyline had completely changed, but even though she came to this world, a year later, Chi Zhengzheng's ending and Wen Yu's "CP-free" fate were still heading towards the same course.
But how could this be possible?
Chi Zhengzheng was very anxious.
How could she die?
She couldn't die, she absolutely mustn't die!
If she dies, what would happen to Wen Yu?
She promised him that she would be with him for the rest of her life, and they would go on together.
How could she break her promise?
No way.
If she was destined to die today a year later, then she would never have gone near Wen Yu, let alone let him fall in love with her!
He should have had the course of the CP-free male lead from the dominance novel, without her appearance, although lonely, it was just as spectacular.
He was strong, he was fearless, he was powerful, he had no sorrow, no pain, and never lost.
If he hadn't fallen in love, he wouldn't suffer and wouldn't be sad!
No one should be able to defeat him!
Wen Yu had suffered so much in his life. He had no family, he only had their love, she only wanted him to be happy, with their future happiness, she wanted to heal the pain and loneliness from his past.
She didn't want him to be sorrowful, because of her.
The world with a vast expanse of whiteness, she couldn't break free.
The weakness and powerlessness of the body, the dispirit of her consciousness, were telling her the situation at this moment.
– She was going to die.
No way!
If this ending was already predetermined, why let her come to this world and disturb Wen Yu's, peaceful heart?
How could it be?
Wen Yu put Chi Zhengzheng on the bed and covered her with the quilt.
The heating in the house had been turned on, so it didn't feel frosty cold like the outside at all.
– He was next to her, holding a pen and paper and writing something, there wasn't many words.
After he finished writing, he put the pen and paper on the table, walked over, hugged her, and let her head rest on his knee.
The window was open. It was getting dark earlier in the winter, it had already turned dark outside, but because of the reflection of snow, he sat on the bed, and could still see the world with a vast expanse of whiteness, full of snowflakes, the road was already all white on both sides.
"It's snowing again." Wen Yu gently tidied her hair, she loved to look pretty, and he couldn't let her look bad. "Zhengzheng, I remember you like to see snow the most. Tonight, it's snowing heavily outside, if you wake up, tomorrow at dawn, we can go inside the pavilion to have tea and enjoy the snow."
It had snowed heavily once before, but he was afraid she would catch a cold and didn't agree to let her go out to play.
He was so controlling with her at that time, he was afraid that she would get sick or catch a cold, he was so cautious that he wouldn't even let the slightest accident happen, that's why he was especially cautious.
She pouted at the time and was very angry.
She was going to protest, but Wen Yu easily diverted her attention.
He was always able to easily distract her and could also easily make her happy and make her forget about what was on her mind before.
But now, he regretted it.
Wen Yu lowered his head, and his forehead touched her forehead. His voice was low: "Zhengzheng, I regret it, I shouldn't have stopped you. If you like to see the snow, you should go out to see the snow, not to be afraid of the head, terrified of the tail, being so cautious…" (t/n: to be afraid of the head, terrified of the tail means being timid and worrying.)
He was so cautious, so afraid that she would get sick.
All the dangers were eliminated, however, he still failed to protect her and she still collapsed.
And in that regard, he had his hands bound and was unable to do anything about it.
If he could do it all over again…
He would make her happy and let her do anything to her heart's content.
"Chi Zhengzheng, that day I proposed like you, actually, you were going to say yes, right? I heard you say half of it…" Wen Yu pulled the corners of his mouth. "So, you are my unmarried wife."
What happened that day, he actually didn't want to remember at all.
"Wife…" He called out to her.
Then, teardrops slipped down from the corners of his eyes.
"You promised me that we would always be together, and you also promised me that you would spend every Spring Festival with me in the future. You made me so happy, yet…"
It was such a happy day, but the moment she collapsed, it became a day that Wen Yu never wanted to remember again.
Her promise hadn't yet been said, and she might never open her mouth again.
"Chi Zhengzheng, I wasn't able to hear you say yes to my proposal and wasn't able to marry you. I'm sorry." Wen Yun's head was still against her forehead, and her forehead was somewhat cold.
With a hoarse voice, he continued: "You still owe me an answer…"
"But it's okay, wait until I arrive at the other world, you tell me yourself, okay?" Wen Yu asked.
Chi Zhengzheng naturally didn't agree, nor did she make any sound.
His hand touched her face, feeling the increasingly cold temperature, he paused slightly.
Then, as if he was unaware, he continued: "I've just written my will, we will be buried together. You like the snow and also the sea, but the snow is too cold, I'm afraid you'll be cold, so let's go to the beach."
"If one day the sea changes and our graves aren't there anymore, let's go into the sea together, okay? In this vast world, you can go wherever you want, but until then, you still have to accompany me, we'll be burned into ashes and we'll be mixed together. Even if we go into the sea later, we can't be separated."
"The promises in this lifetime, I'll keep it all in mind for you, in the next life you must come to have them fulfilled."
Her temperature was even cooler, and Wen Yu no longer cried, he calmly said –
"The things you couldn't do when you were alive, you can't back out when you die."
Such a lively Chi Zhengzheng, but he could only watch her collapse, watch her get colder and colder, watch her temperature get lower and lower, watch her life passing by, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't grasp it.
Living a life without Chi Zhengzheng?
He couldn't.
It wasn't possible.
He was originally a lonely duckweed walking in the cold night, cold with no one to turn to, not knowing why he came and not knowing when he would go. He had no family, no love, no expectations, no joy, and no happiness.
It was she who walked to his side, grabbed him, let him have roots, let him think fondly of the world, fill his empty heart, so he would no longer be lonely, no longer be ice-cold.
After experiencing this warmth, such a meaningless cold night, he could no longer walk there.
Every step, every minute, he could remember that kind of warmth, and then – it would break his heart.
"It's just, I'm still somewhat unwilling, and I have some regrets…"
His voice was hoarse: "I didn't even get to hear another word from you… and hear you call my name again…"
She was lying in his arms, but he was missing her so much.
Closing his eyes slightly, it was as if her voice and smile were still in front of his eyes, and her every move was so vivid.
She was standing in front of him smiling at him, her smile was more dazzling than the sun.
Wen Yu stopped speaking, touched her forehead, felt the cold temperature, and stroked her face with his hand as if he wanted to carve her appearance into the depths of his soul.
She still owed him a promise, and in her next life, no matter what she becomes, she must fulfill it!
His eyes were always closed, and in front of him, it was all of her vivid appearances, it was all of their past, every happy scene.
– Chi Zhengzheng.
– Will I see you again? Will I hear your words again?
His fingers stroked something cold and wet to the touch.
Wen Yu paused slightly.
He opened his eyes, withdrew from his memories, and then, propped himself stiffly, looked straight at Chi Zhengzheng's face with his eyes.
Inside his eyes, there was fear, disbelief, and… anticipation.
– It wasn't an illusion, right?
At the corners of her eyes, two teardrops seemed to have slipped down.
Wen Yu froze, and then, his body trembled slightly, and raised his hand, his hand trembled so much, but still, once again, he touched those two lines of wet marks.
His eyes were instantly fogged up, his voice was extremely hoarse, trembling as he spoke –
"Chi Zhengzheng, Zhengzheng…"
He wanted to ask "Can you hear me?" "Can you open your eyes?" "I really love you." "Please wake up, I don't actually want to live another life. I just want this life"…
He had so many, so many things to say, but after opening his mouth, he just said her name in a voice, as if his voice was bloodied.
A thousand words he wanted to say, it all became just – "Chi Zhengzheng".
Chi Zhengzheng could hear part of it. She felt that she was getting weaker and weaker, but she could also hear part of his words.
– The things you couldn't do when you were alive, you can't back out when you die.
– I didn't even get to hear another word from you… and hear you call my name again…
She heard it!
At that moment, her liver and guts were cut to pieces. (t/n: grief-stricken, extremely sad.)
This was Wen Yu, this is the powerful and omnipotent Wen Yu, how could he turn out like this? How could he become like this?
She loved him so much that she wanted him to forget all his troubles and spend his life happily. She never would've thought that she could make him into this – acting like deadwood.
Even his voice was full of despair and powerlessness.
God was so unfair! She won't accept it!
The gears of fate had already changed a long time ago, so why should she be taken away from Wen Yu?
She was so distressed, so distressed for the man she loved, such despair.
She had to open her eyes, she must open her eyes!
She couldn't leave, she had to see him, she had to talk to him…
Those two teardrops quickly dried up, as if they were Wen Yu's illusion.
His tears kept falling on Chi Zhengzheng's face as if he wanted to cover up the traces of those two teardrops, and he hurriedly wiped them and blocked them to prevent his tears from falling on her face again.
But…
The traces disappeared, as if it was an illusion, and as if he had mistaken his own tears for her tears.
The more anxious he was to check it, the more teardrops fell.
Without a trace, Chi Zhengzheng's body gradually became cold.
– Just now, it was really his illusion.
Wen Yu got down, covered his face, and rested his forehead on Chi Zhengzheng's hand.
He closed his eyes, the scenes in front of him disappeared one by one, and the vivid images of Chi Zhengzheng were completely gone.
Wen Yu's face was full of tears.
He didn't look up, nor did he notice that tears kept gushing out of those closed eyes.
He had lost his spirit, lost his soul, and was left with an absolutely empty body.
Zheng Ye sat at the door, counting the time.
He couldn't leave this without worrying, because he suspected – Wen Yu, himself, wouldn't want to come out.
He estimated a time in his mind, that time, would probably be the time when Chi Zhengzheng completely left. When the time comes, he would rush in and keep watching Wen Yu all the time, not letting him do anything stupid.
Chi Zhengzheng left the intensive care unit and was taken home by Wen Yu. The time for the end of her life would be either tonight or tomorrow. After rushing back like this, Zheng Ye knew that when she returned to Wangjiang Manor, it would be time to leave.
But he couldn't let Wen Yu follow her.
Zheng Ye knew how hard it was for Wen Yu and how much he would suffer.
But he couldn't watch him die, he must keep him.
As for the future…
As a person who has had his heart plucked out and lived in longing and memories all the time, how would he live? He no longer wanted to think about it, nor he didn't dare to think about it!
Why on Earth did fate treat Wen Yu and Chi Zhengzheng like this?
Two people who loved each other so much, they could obviously go hand in hand and grow old together. Why was fate like this?
To play with people like this. Did it really make sense?
The time had come, and Zheng Ye opened the door.
The time had come, the body temperature on the bed completely faded, even if the heating was very warm, even if Wen Yu covered her with a quilt, it could no longer warm her body.
Wen Yu didn't move, his head was resting on her hand, just motionless.
The air became quiet, and there was no sound at all, only a faint sound of the wind outside the window.
"Yuyu…" The voice was inaudible.
Wen Yu was taken aback and froze.
This time, he didn't lookup.
Was it another illusion?
With the hand that was pressed against his forehead, her fingers moved slightly.
The movement was very subtle, and if he hadn't been stiff and motionless, he definitely wouldn't have been able to detect it.
Wen Yu raised his head abruptly.
The eyes that he thought would be closed forever, her eyelids trembled, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She didn't open her eyes, but tears continued to flow out.
– She was struggling to wake up.
"Chi Zhengzheng!!" Wen Yu trembled, his hand holding her hand, tense to the breaking point, tears started falling again.
The eyelids were still moving, the person hadn't been able to wake up yet.
Wen Yu stripped himself abruptly, used his warm body, to hug Chi Zhengzheng tightly, and wrapped them with the quilt.
The temperature of her body was as low as it could go, and now that he was holding her, it began to rise again slowly.
He didn't feel cold at all, he was only filled with excitement and unbelievable ecstasy.
– He could feel it, she could wake up!
– He must warm her body!
It was at this time that Zheng Ye rushed over, looking anxious.
The first thing he saw was Wen Yu undressing and holding Chi Zhengzheng tightly, his pupils shrank.
"Zheng Ye, boil water! Quick!" Wen Yu shouted.
Zheng Ye was taken aback, his eyes showing confusion.
Wen Yu's pale and haggard face was now filled with madness and excitement: "Hurry up! Zheng Ye, quickly bring me the boiling water!"
"Oh oh oh…" Zheng Ye responded blankly.
He subconsciously obeyed Wen Yu's instructions. He went downstairs and went to the kitchen to get the water. The water had been boiled by Auntie Wang at noon and was put inside a thermos pot.
It was only on the way up the stairs that his eyes started to redden.
– Wen Yu had gone crazy.
He was afraid that he would see a Wen Yu with a heart like dead ashes, but he didn't expect that he would see a crazy Wen Yu. (t/n: a heart like dead ashes refers to depression and indifference to the extreme.)
He had just entered the room with boiling water, and Wen Yu had already rushed over.
Wen Yu moved quickly, and poured the boiling water directly onto his own body, the water inside the thermos was certainly not as hot as when it was just boiled, but there it was still at a very high temperature, his skin instantly turned red, seemingly blistered.
But he didn't care.
"Wen Yu!!" Zheng Ye was shocked and was about to step forward.
Wen Yu had already used a towel to wipe the boiling water on his body casually, while he was still hot, he quickly got into bed and hugged Chi Zhengzheng tightly. His body was frighteningly hot and also tingling.
But feeling the slowly rising temperature of the body in his arms, Wen Yu laughed and cried excitedly.
His eyes were clearly flushed, but he smiled again.
"A Yu…" Zheng Ye's voice was hoarse and tears fell completely.
Wen Yu had really gone crazy.
He opened his mouth, his voice was very soft: "A Yu… She's already gone, wake up. She wouldn't want to see you become-"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Because Chi Zhengzheng, who he determined was dead, slowly opened her eyes.
Zheng Ye: "…" !!!
F*ck?!!