Chapter 64. Farewell
Ye Zhibai couldn’t support her, but there was still Ye Zhiyun!
Although she hadn’t been paying attention to Chi Yuliang’s movements at first, she had been watching Ye Zhibai closely!
So when her sister suddenly lunged forward, her own body reflexively followed.
Ye Zhibai supported Chi Yuliang’s back, while Ye Zhiyun firmly held Ye Zhibai from behind with both hands.
Now that’s what you call a solid support!
She was indeed solid, but don’t forget Guang Yu also came to pull Ye Zhibai’s arm.
Well, although she came a step late, it wasn’t of much use.
The head maid had just been confirming details with the staff when she turned around to see this scene.
What on earth are you all doing now?!
There’s never a peaceful moment when going out with these two young misses!
If Chi Yuliang had fallen directly, she might have completely lost consciousness.
But being caught like this without impact, her consciousness slowly recovered.
She gradually stood up straight with Ye Zhibai’s support.
“Eh…?” She only uttered this confused sound, not knowing what had happened.
Cool Sister, you don’t need to know what happened now.
Because “Ye Zhibai’s” body, during this small interlude, had already been sent into the cremation furnace by the automatic rack, the furnace door closed, and the cremation had officially begun.
Ye Zhibai had already imprinted the last image of her past life existing in this world in her heart.
And in her heart… she bid a final farewell to her past struggles in that unfortunate life.
Chi Yuliang’s scattered consciousness finally recovered.
Her first glance, of course, was at the stunningly beautiful girl in front of her, and she knew it was her who had helped.
But her rapidly returning consciousness didn’t allow her to say “thank you” first.
Chi Yuliang suddenly turned her head, wanting to find her Xiao Bai.
But… he was gone.
Long gone.
Now in the process of turning into ashes.
Cremation usually takes about two hours.
The cremation furnace was tightly closed and rumbling, not even allowing Chi Yuliang the chance for one last look.
— This glance spanned over twenty years.
Once upon a time, they were chatting happily.
Now, looking back, they were separated forever by life and death.
After Chi Yuliang’s anxious looking around, unable to find any trace of Xiao Bai.
Her tightly clenched fists finally fell limply.
And down her cheeks rolled two clear tears.
Her choked whispers echoed deep in Ye Zhibai’s mind, touching her heart’s soft spot.
“Xiao Bai… I’m sorry… Sister couldn’t say goodbye to you in the end… I’m really sorry… sorry…”
She kept murmuring that “I’m sorry.”
But Cool Sister, you have no reason to apologize to me, you know?
Ye Zhibai clasped her hands behind her back, her eyes feeling a bit sore.
It’s just… how to put it.
Although I encountered many setbacks and difficulties in my past life, the only one who sincerely reached out to help me was this good sister of mine.
So, Cool Sister, you alone, please never say sorry to me.
Because… you were the only luck in my unfortunate past life.
Ye Zhiyun clearly saw that it wasn’t just this girl called Chi Yuliang who was crying.
Sister… her shoulders were also trembling.
Yes… Ye Zhibai originally didn’t have much energy left to care about others.
The scenes of her past life flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
[Various memories and dialogues from her past life are recounted]Bang!!
That violent impact sound made Ye Zhibai’s shoulders suddenly tremble!
The bits and pieces of her past life instantly shattered like bubbles!
I… although I was very unlucky
But, I tried my best, didn’t I?
I once had hopes of living a beautiful life.
[A strange memory involving a deity’s laughter is mixed in]What kind of weird memory was mixed in at the end!
Ye Zhibai suddenly glared at Guang Yu, who immediately tilted her head with an innocent expression.
Damn it! She’s too good at knowing when to advance and retreat!
Ye Zhibai had never felt such turmoil in her heart.
Even on the poorest day when she had to compensate for breaking dishes at her part-time job, returning home without even daring to buy a steamed bun, curled up hungry in her blanket, she hadn’t shed a single tear.
But now, listening to the rumbling sound from the cremation furnace, she really found it hard to hold back.
The greatest sorrow for a person is having the right to recall their entire life!
When others die, they just die, leaving without thinking about anything.
But Ye Zhibai clearly remembered everything she had experienced, both fortunate and unfortunate!
It’s precisely because of this that she experienced the greatest sorrow in her not-too-long, not-too-short two lifetimes!
Wuu wuu ah ah! My past self, really, rest in peace!!
Cool Sister was also crying beside her, which really saddened Ye Zhibai’s heart to a certain degree!
A scene that almost suffocated Ye Zhiyun appeared.
She found that after sister’s body had been trembling for a long time, she actually choked out a sound.
Then, from Ye Zhibai’s left eye, a tear welled up and rolled down her cheek
Sister… she’s crying?
Ye Zhiyun started to panic.
“Sister… don’t, don’t cry… I… I don’t know what… what to do.”
“Zhiyun… I’m… fine.”
Her face, which usually showed no change in expression, revealed a hint of sorrow.
Even though this sorrow disappeared in an instant, the tear tracks still remained on Ye Zhibai’s face.
This might be the first time Ye Zhibai had shed tears.
But just this first time made Ye Zhiyun’s heart break completely.
She suddenly hugged Ye Zhibai’s body, wanting to stop her trembling.
“Sister, don’t cry… Zhiyun is here, I’m right here…”
“Ah…”
Gentle, peaceful.
As if all those grey memories from before had suddenly gained color and lit up.
Guang Yu had somehow moved behind Ye Zhibai, tugging at her sleeve with her small hand.
“We… don’t want drinks today, don’t cry, this makes us… us feel bad too.”
“…”
Once, that pitiful creature who no one cared about, who had no presence.
At some point, she had become able to touch everyone’s hearts around her, so dazzling.
The past, just because it needs to be bid farewell, becomes valuable.
Ye Zhibai patted Ye Zhiyun’s back, then wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye.
She looked towards the cremation furnace beside her, with a happy smile in her heart.
Even though she didn’t say this sentence out loud.
But Ye Zhibai was indeed muttering like this.
— “Goodbye, Yè Zhìbǎi.”
Hello, Yè Zhǐbái.
