Chapter 164: Chapter 11 Closed Loop Chapter 164: Chapter 11 Closed Loop A remote area on the outskirts of the county town.
A natural forest has formed within a depression in the terrain here, featuring a great variety of trees surrounded by early spring’s budding flora, creating an isolated paradise.
Lin Xian and Liu Feng stood next to a deep pit that had been dug, beside which sat a wooden coffin containing Li Qiqi, who lay breathless yet with a lingering smile on her face.
The funeral company that Liu Feng had hired provided an all-in-one service.
With mechanical assistance, everything from digging the earth to transportation, or even placing the coffin into the ground, had become simple and efficient.
It was as if, under the wave of industrialization and the fast pace of life, even an individual’s death had become increasingly weightless.
Truly gone with the wind.
Once the funeral company had collected their fee, they departed, leaving only Liu Feng and Lin Xian standing by the pit… with two shovels stuck in the ground nearby, ready to fill the dirt back in shortly.
“Qi Qi chose this spot herself last year…”
Liu Feng’s eyes were somewhat swollen; he must have cried numerous times where others couldn’t see, as Li Qiqi was the only relative he had in this world.
But the human brain has a mechanism for self-protection; when overwhelmed with sorrow, a person would suddenly become calm and peaceful—just like Liu Feng now, speaking in a flat tone without much fluctuation.
He seemed like a robotic narrator, explaining to Lin Xian beside him, yet also talking to himself:
“In China, we talk about how fallen leaves return to their roots…
but Qi Qi was an orphan raised in an orphanage; what roots could she have?”
She had no home; she was without a home since she was little.”
“I thought you two were already married,” Lin Xian said softly from behind.
Liu Feng shook his head:
“I’ve asked Qi Qi to marry me several times, even when we were discussing marriage after graduation…
but ever since Qi Qi was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, she rejected me, every single time.”
“She knew she didn’t have much time left, and didn’t want to hold you back,” Lin Xian stepped forward and looked together with Liu Feng at the peaceful Li Qiqi in the coffin.
“That’s exactly what she said,” Liu Feng bowed his head, his messy hair falling over his eyes:
“But I wanted to give her a home…
, dying without a place to be buried.”
“Qi Qi told me quite early on that she was afraid of cremation.
So she said when she died, just to secretly bury her, tell no one, have no ceremonies, just for me to come and visit her when I had the chance…”
“This place was chosen by her in advance.
After the doctor told her last year that she didn’t have much time left, she started looking for a place to be buried after death, and she finally chose here.”
Liu Feng went on and on, talking incoherently.
Lin Xian did not interrupt him, just letting him pour out his thoughts as if talking to himself.
He knew Liu Feng must be in a lot of pain.
Those in pain often dislike stopping their lips from moving, either indulging in gluttony or like now, continuously speaking.
Once Liu Feng had finally fallen silent, Lin Xian patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:
“You have to carry on with Qi Qi’s regrets and wishes, and live a good life…”
That was what Lin Xian especially came to tell Liu Feng today.
This fellow looked like he might die of love…
he absolutely must not lose hope!
He had spent 300 million to arrange a meteor shower for the two, just to let Liu Feng see Li Qiqi’s profound love for him, to help him regain his spirit.
Lin Xian certainly hadn’t expected Li Qiqi to pass away so suddenly, which was indeed unexpected.
He thought she could live a little longer, just enough time to try and persuade Liu Feng together with him.
She must have been holding on with great difficulty for a long time; even according to the original history, she wouldn’t have lived many more days.
But now that things had come to this.
No matter what, Liu Feng couldn’t die.
If he lost hope and died, not only would his 300 million have been in vain, but Li Qiqi’s wishes would also have been unfulfilled.
That would truly be a regret and sorrow.
“Don’t worry, I won’t,”
Liu Feng shook his head and looked up at Lin Xian:
“I know what you’re worried about, but rest assured…
I won’t do anything foolish.
I had thought about dying together with Qi Qi, but now, I must live on.
I can’t betray Qi Qi’s expectations.”
Liu Feng took out a book from his slung bag and handed it to Lin Xian.
The title of the book took Lin Xian by surprise—
“Introduction to the Cosmological Constant”
The cover was exquisite, and the quality was excellent:
“Didn’t you say your book wasn’t published?”
“Qi Qi had it custom-made by a Tao Bao merchant…
It’s not really publishing, more like printing a photo album; there’s only this one copy in the whole world.”
Lin Xian took the heavy book.
It was not the book itself that was heavy, but rather the miracle and emotion carried on this unique printed copy.
He flipped open the cover and at the introduction page, there was a biography of Liu Feng.
Lin Xian found it all too familiar.
It was exactly the same as the “Introduction to the Cosmological Constant” he had seen in his dreams!
He quickly turned the book to the last page…
In the final page of the book, there was a white card tucked inside, with neat yet slightly blurred handwriting on it.