Read Novel Full Chapter 114 [Extra 9]
Chapter 114 [Extra 9]
T/N: chapter 113 was locked by jjwxc and is no longer accessible
After that day, Zhuo Zhiwei had moved into He Qingqi’s bedroom with full authority. Their relationship had been very stable, and together with He Qingzhou, they had formed a happy family. He Qingqi had gradually stopped using her cane, and Zhuo Zhiwei’s eyes had gained warmth.
They had gone shopping and played together, holding hands without masks, walking recklessly under the sunshine.
He Qingqi had been a bit shy and worried, saying, “Weiwei, didn’t we used to be quite famous nationally? Don’t we need to wear masks?”
Zhuo Zhiwei had paused, sighed lightly, her tone tinged with nostalgia and melancholy, “You also said it was the past. The industry changes so fast; who would specifically remember us?”
“I haven’t been recognized in such a long, long time,” she had said, seeming a bit disappointed.
He Qingqi thought for a moment and understood. Zhuo Zhiwei had loved her for twenty years simply because of an inadvertent act by He Qingqi. Her fans had given her light and love, but with such a complete change of heart, how could He Qingqi easily let go?
She had tightened her grip on Zhuo Zhiwei’s hand, softly looking into her eyes, care and comfort evident in her gaze.
Zhuo Zhiwei had seen her expression and couldn’t help but smile, giving her a playful glance. “Alright, don’t look at me like that. It’s no big deal.”
After saying that, she had stared straight ahead and walked leisurely.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, He Qingqi had finally gathered her courage, grabbed Zhuo Zhiwei’s hand, and stopped in place. “What’s wrong?”
He Qingqi had stared steadily into Zhuo Zhiwei’s eyes, her amber pupils filled with seriousness. She had pressed her lips together and after a long pause, finally spoken, “No matter what others do, I will never change my feelings.”
“Weiwei, I will love you forever, in this life and the next.”
A young person’s promise had come too easily, even “forever” was spoken so casually. “Always being together” was a heavy yet frivolous topic; Zhuo Zhiwei had known she shouldn’t believe it.
But this person was He Qingqi…
Her heart had seemed to be touched by something, like it had turned into a babbling brook. The passing crowds around them had seemed to have turned into air; only the two of them had remained in the world. She had looked down, her crow-like eyelashes fluttering lightly, biting her lips. “You always know how to comfort me,” she had chuckled softly.
Though she had said so with her mouth, she had completely believed it in her heart.
Zhuo Zhiwei had suddenly recalled the moment she realized she had fallen in love with He Qingqi. The feelings of shame and despair had almost driven her mad. At that time, she had asked herself, what did she love about He Qingqi?
Her brain had instantly provided an answer: she loved everything about He Qingqi, her fervor, her spontaneity, and her dedication.
She could have been persistent for over ten years for a Fang Xuanyao who didn’t love her, but what about herself? Zhuo Zhiwei couldn’t help but rub her own wrist.
Just as He Qingqi had said, they would be together for a lifetime. She had once made a wish at He Qingqi’s grave, hoping not to meet her again in the next life. But now, Zhuo Zhiwei hoped to be He Qingqi’s eternal companion, even if He Qingqi loved the wrong person again.
She would still wait in place for the moment He Qingqi would change her mind.
What Zhuo Zhiwei had not expected was that less than five minutes after they had gone out, someone took a photo of them and posted it online. When they had returned home, they found it had trended on the hot search list.
That person had spoken in a very excited tone.
“Although I had known for a long time that our Qiqi had woken up, when I had seen her in person, I couldn’t help but burst into tears. After wandering for half a lifetime, she remained a youth. Perhaps no one remembers her anymore, but I will never forget that girl I’ve liked since Occasionally —an arbitrary term—, domineering yet gentle girl.
Her appearance was still the same as before, the way I liked her. But she seemed more cheerful, always smiling, and when she looked at the girl beside her, her eyes sparkled like stars.
I had been waiting in this topic for eleven years, and I would continue to wait in the future.
My only request is, He Qingqi, please be happy. (Today I just wanted to report peace to everyone, any infringement will be deleted.)“
Originally, it had been just a simple Weibo post, posted in a nearly dead hot topic where only a few kittens had remained. However, not knowing if it was to promote liquid nitrogen freezing technology, the number of topics and views had suddenly surged, and it had unexpectedly trended.
【#He Qingqi, please be happy# Tears had kept welling up in my eyes. After Qiqi died in a car accident, I had uninstalled Weibo. It was my daughter who had told me that she had woken up. Today, seeing that she is doing well, my youthful dream seemed to have suddenly come true.】
【What an exquisite little cutie, I look so good when I smile, why can’t Mom have given birth to me twenty years earlier.】
She had to admit, she didn’t know how long that picture had been edited, but He Qingqi in the photo looked with red lips and white teeth, wearing a baseball cap. She truly resembled how she looked at nineteen.
Someone had dug up photos and videos of her participating in “偶时” over twenty years ago, and He Qingqi’s Weibo followers had skyrocketed.
Just like that fan had said, she had only blurred Zhuo Zhiwei’s face to report her safety to everyone, but Zhuo Zhiwei’s fans had still figured it out.
【Weakly saying, don’t you all think that girl beside He Qingqi looks a lot like Zhiwei?】
[+1)
[+2)
[+10086)
【Whoa, they’re holding hands, He Qingqi is the same thing. It was almost known by everyone back then, so were they together? Can I say that before He Qingqi announced their marriage, I was shipping them as a couple?】
【Wuwuwu, my unfulfilled feelings, Qingwei cp, or called Donggong cp】
【When Qiqi announced her marriage, they had still won an award together, which was Qiqi’s debut work. At that time, Weiwei’s eyes were so heart-wrenching.】
【I remember she cried, not really crying, just those quiet, beautiful tears. When someone had asked her why she was crying, she had said she was too happy to win the award. At that moment, my heart had broken, but to many fans, it had seemed I was just overinterpreting, obsessively shipping the couple to madness.】
Upon seeing this, He Qingqi had been a bit surprised: “So we used to have cp fans?”
“Yes,” Zhuo Zhiwei had smiled. “There were still many.” She had recalled: “During that time, we were probably ranked in the 20s or 30s of the hot topic.”
“Oh?” He Qingqi had raised her eyebrows and given a mischievous smile. She had taken a small step forward, wrapped her arm around Zhuo Zhiwei’s waist, and after a while, taken a deep breath, leaning in to kiss her delicate, exquisite ear.
“So why do you remember so clearly?”
Zhuo Zhiwei’s earlobe had turned slightly red. She had turned her head to the side, not allowing her to kiss, her arms placed between them, trying to create distance. Her face had flushed: “…Let me go.”
“Not letting go, not letting go.” He Qingqi had been relentless, starting to act coquettishly: “Say it, say it.”
Zhuo Zhiwei had found it funny and had stopped struggling: “Haven’t you already guessed it?”
“But I still want to hear you tell me in your own words.” He Qingqi had embraced her and then sighed lightly: “I always couldn’t help wanting to understand how you felt back then.”
“Only then will I know what exactly I missed.”
“Actually, I haven’t missed anything.” Zhuo Zhiwei had gently touched her ear, soft and cool, and given a light laugh: “Aren’t we together?”
“But I still made you wait for me so long.” He Qingqi had pouted her lips, saying plaintively.
Meanwhile, she had lowered her head, hiding her face in Zhuo Zhiwei’s arms, acting coquettishly like a child. Zhuo Zhiwei had helplessly rubbed her hair, her eyes seeming to contain tiny stars: “Why are you so clingy?”
Hearing this, He Qingqi had become even more insistent: “Wuwuwu, you despise me.”
“I just like clingy ones.” Zhuo Zhiwei had quickly tried to remedy, she couldn’t take it anymore: “Alright, I’ll say it, I’ll say it.”
“I used to secretly focus on this aspect.”
He Qingqi’s eyes had instantly lit up, she had lifted her head, sparkling as she looked at Zhuo Zhiwei, and then listened as she continued:
“But I hadn’t shipped you, because when I had realized I liked you, you had already told me you were getting married.”
She had thought of what He Qingqi had said, that she wanted to understand her feelings, so she had recalled and then said, “My feelings at that time were probably a mix of shame and pleasure.” “I also had fantasies, wondering if it was really like they said—that you liked me, and marrying Fang Xuanyao was just youthful ignorance or something.”
She had smiled and asked: “Am I really bad?”
“Not at all.” He Qingqi had almost blurted out: “I just like you liking me.”
She had suddenly clenched her phone: “Um, Weiwei.”
“Mmm?”
“Can I post on Weibo that we’re together? I feel like they’re all pretty concerned.”
“Look, there are people sending me private messages asking who the person next to you is. Some are even guessing it’s Fang Xuanyao.”
He Qingqi’s eyes had flickered, and she had smiled mischievously: “Of course, most people are still guessing it’s you.”
Zhuo Zhiwei had considered for a moment; knowing that He Qingqi was willing to share, she had understood. That’s why she had withdrawn from Weibo, explaining that she was focusing on acting.
At that time, she had been quite envious of Fang Xuanyao.
She had subtly curled her lips, agreeing: “Alright.”
Thus, He Qingqi had embraced Zhuo Zhiwei, taking advantage of her long arms to take a decent photo, and then posted it to her Weibo, which hadn’t been updated for eleven years.
He Qingqi’s Weibo: “It’s Zhuo Zhiwei.”
【Zai Zai!】
【Wishing you happiness!】【This time you’ve definitely chosen the right person!】
Although the comments had been far fewer than during her peak, most were words of blessing, exactly the feelings He Qingqi had wanted to have, and she had immediately smiled with her eyes.
She had replied to each comment one by one, as if she were chatting with old friends she hadn’t seen in years.
To those who had wished her well, she had responded: “Thank you, you too.”
People had also asked her about her recovery, and she had answered truthfully.
Later, going on Weibo daily had seemed to become a habit, a hobby. She and Zhuo Zhiwei had been somewhat Zen now, so their posts carried an inexplicable sense of ease and tranquility, which had surprisingly attracted quite a few fans. Eventually, some people had even approached her for advertising.
After trying out products, if she liked them, He Qingqi would post about them. If they were unreliable, no matter the advertising fee, she’d pass them.
Anyway, she didn’t rely on this money to live.
He Qingzhou had also been very satisfied with this lifestyle, the only worry being…
If he and Zhuo Zhiwei died, how would his sister manage?
Both of them had not been in good health over the years. Although He Qingqi, after waking up, had been determined to exercise, her foundation was still damaged. He was 47 years old, Zhuo Zhiwei was 43, and his sister was only 29.
After much consideration, he and they had proposed the idea of having a child.
Once they were gone, his sister would have someone to rely on in her old age. But after hearing his suggestion, He Qingqi had almost instantly rejected his proposal.
In fact, He Qingzhou’s worries had been completely unnecessary. He thought they wouldn’t live many more years, but He Qingqi also had a premonition that she might not live much longer.
Many of her organs had been synthetic, so she didn’t dare to engage in too strenuous activities. She could only walk more, and her physical condition was much worse than before.
When she and Zhuo Zhiwei had had intimacy, she would always get so tired that Zhuo Zhiwei didn’t dare to push her too far. The frequency of their encounters had gradually decreased.
Zhuo Zhiwei had feared exhausting her.
She had been like a beautiful sick person. If they had had a child now, the child would have to endure the loss of all three of them in their twenties, which was too cruel. So she had decided against it.
But He Qingqi had still hoped to live longer. In their relationship, the one who remained would always bear the pain.
Zhuo Zhiwei had been waiting for her for eleven years, and she didn’t want to make her sad anymore.
Time had passed bit by bit like this, and the three of them had walked together for ten years, twenty years…
In the 23rd year, He Qingzhou had been the first to fall, suffering a cerebral hemorrhage at the age of 70.
He Qingqi had seen a statistical data saying that unmarried men tended to die earlier than married ones, so she had started to blame her brother for not finding her a sister-in-law when she was younger. Then she had thought of Zhuo Zhiwei.
He Qingqi had lived in a vast, deserted villa and suddenly understood what her brother and Zhuo Zhiwei had felt back then.
After arranging Zhuo Zhiwei’s cremation, she had calmly held Zhuo Zhiwei’s ashes and stayed in the hospital, gradually losing consciousness.
She had left a will, donating all her property to charity, and then requested those who found her body to cremate her and bury her ashes together with Zhuo Zhiwei’s.
Past memories had flashed by like a revolving lantern. She had suddenly realized that she wasn’t a person from this timeline; she was another nineteen-year-old He Qingqi.
But she hadn’t regretted it at all, because she could meet Zhuo Zhiwei in this world and leave her best years to her.
In the last second before losing consciousness, she had thought, this time, she had finally fulfilled her promise.
When she met her beloved again, she would make sure to ask her which He Qingqi she loved…