Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Chapter 160: Goodbye, Yuan Xiaoying

"Yingying?"

Zhou Hanming softly called out, probing.

He felt like he was dreaming, yet also felt it was because he missed Yuan Xiaoying too much; to the point of becoming sowhat delirious, he started to hallucinate.

Thinking this, it seed as though the entire world began to blur into unreality, as if veiled in a thin gauze.

"How co, after not seeing each other for a while, you don’t recognize anymore?"

Yuan Xiaoying teased as she moved closer and draped her arm over his shoulder, pulling Zhou Hanming back from his daze.

"Yingying, it really is you."

Zhou Hanming stiffly reached out to pinch Yuan Xiaoying’s rounded cheek, squeezing it flat.

Yuan Xiaoying swatted his hand away vigorously, expressing her discontent, "I’ve told you before, don’t pinch my face, or I’ll get angry."

"Yingying?" Zhou Hanming called out again, his voice trembling slightly.

"What?" Yuan Xiaoying replied, sounding a bit annoyed.

Suddenly, Zhou Hanming stepped forward and hugged her tightly.

Yuan Xiaoying paused for a mont, then gently patted his back.

"You, as a grown man, shouldn’t be so lodramatically sad and listless all the ti, without any vitality. How can this be okay..."

Yuan Xiaoying continued to nag, but Zhou Hanming wasn’t listening; he held onto Yuan Xiaoying tightly and muttered repeatedly, "I will never let you leave again, never..."

"Alright, stop it now, you’re looking so pathetic like this. I’m telling you, I don’t like boys who are like this," Yuan Xiaoying pushed him away as she spoke.

"Who else would you like? Don’t even think about leaving ," Zhou Hanming said domineeringly.

Because of the environnt he grew up in, he knew that everything required his active pursuit, otherwise what you want might end up belonging to soone else.

Like his relationship with Yuan Xiaoying, he would not delay; he felt that when the ti was right, he would confess.

If he didn’t, sooner or later, soone else would take Yuan Xiaoying away.

"Hee hee, I do like this energy of yours," Yuan Xiaoying snuggled against his waist.

She was indecisive, always vacillating, even as to choosing what to wear when getting up in the morning, she would hesitate for a long ti.

So after they got together, in fact, Zhou Hanming was the one making decisions, sparing her the struggle and indecision, and she thought it was nice.

Zhou Hanming cupped her face with his hands, scrutinizing her closely, as if to confirm whether he was dreaming or might have mistaken her for soone else.

"What?"

Yuan Xiaoying felt her face being squished into different shapes and tried to squirm out of it discontentedly.

But at that mont, Zhou Hanming suddenly leaned in and kissed her.

They stayed like that for what seed like a long ti, until Zhou Hanming himself could barely breathe, and then he finally let her go.

Yuan Xiaoying, however, seed unfazed; she was a ghost who didn’t need to breathe—no matter how long, it didn’t matter to her. Nevertheless, her cheeks were flushed red, and her eyes nearly brimming with moisture.

Their relationship hadn’t been confird for long, and then she fell ill, so they had rarely been this intimate.

"Yingying, what’s going on? Weren’t you dead? Why are you alive again?"

"Because I saw you looking so lifeless every day, which was very annoying, so I begged the immortals to let see you..." Yuan Xiaoying said playfully.

"I’m sorry," Zhou Hanming whispered an apology, his tone full of tenderness.

Yuan Xiaoying sighed deeply, then turned her gaze towards the sea.

"Do you still rember what my dream was?" Yuan Xiaoying asked.

"To travel the world with the one you love," Zhou Hanming said.

"What about yours?" Yuan Xiaoying turned her head to look at him, smilingly inquiring.

"To travel the world with you," Zhou Hanming replied.

"So, I hope you can persist with our dreams, strive to live, and for , take a good look at this world..."

"Ever since I was young, the furthest place I’ve been to was Jiang City, and that was because of school. So, my lifelong dream has always been to see more beautiful views, et more people..."

That was so like Yuan Xiaoying; she always loved to et more people, experience new and intriguing things, and was full of curiosity about the world.

Zhou Hanming remained silently speechless.

"But look at you, what have you done after I died? Locking yourself up in your room, wallowing in sadness, even attempting suicide, completely losing the will to live..."

"You really let down, I just died, didn’t I? Everyone will die, what’s the big deal? It’s not like the world is ending..."

"Yingying."

"What?"

"You’re not dead... You’re not dead... You’re right here by my side..." Zhou Hanming caught her hand and gripped it tightly in his, earnestly pronouncing each word.

"Wow, I just said so much, and you haven’t listened to any of it, have you?" Yuan Xiaoying was a bit annoyed.

Zhou Hanming didn’t mind her getting angry and moved his head closer again.

Yuan Xiaoying suddenly felt that she might not be able to persuade him.

Zhou Hanming had regained his own sun.

Thus, erging from the darkness, he was in particularly high spirits.

So he took Yuan Xiaoying by the hand, walking along the beach, picking up one white shell after another, treasuring each one as if they were precious.

Then they went to the seafood market, only to find that the shells they had treasured were discarded like worthless shoes, piled high in the garbage bin.

He took Yuan Xiaoying to eat the tastiest seafood in Bin Hai, and then went to a nightti concert...

They talked loudly, laughed and played crazily, emotions surged, and they kissed each other...

Until late at night, when the city fell quiet from the hustle and bustle, as if it had matured, and the two of them seed to have cald down too...

"When... are you leaving?"

Zhou Hanming held her in his arms and asked softly.

It turned out he had believed what she said all along because Yuan Xiaoying would never lie to him.

He had always been a smart man and had long noticed Yuan Xiaoying’s anomalies.

The food she bit into would not disappear, her body was extraordinarily light, and when he kissed her, he couldn’t feel much warmth...

"When the sun rises."

Yuan Xiaoying hugged Zhou Hanming’s waist, looking up at him.

Zhou Hanming was a head taller than her.

"Let’s go to a hotel, I want to sleep with you," Yuan Xiaoying said.

Zhou Hanming was sowhat embarrassed, but this was indeed very Yuan Xiaoying.

"So you can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ning Caichen..."

"Are you being silly again?"

"No, I’m serious, I also want to try what it’s like to be a woman, I just don’t know if it feels the sa now as when I was alive."

So Yuan Xiaoying dragged Zhou Hanming to a hotel, half pulling, half carrying him.

Yuan Xiaoying’s actions were sothing even Shen Siyuan hadn’t anticipated.

Zhou Hanming woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and looked to his side.

Only to find the space next to him empty, as if it was all just a spring dream.

But looking at the ssy sheets, the clothes thrown aside, it told him that it was not a dream.

At that mont, he noticed a sticky note on the bedside.

Zhou Hanming:

Saying goodbye to you once more, last night was wonderful, I was very satisfied, hehe~.

My life may have been short, but I feel quite fulfilled: having parents who loved , countless friends, and you, whom I loved the most...

I’ve grown up and never owed anything to anyone, the only people I feel sorry for are my mom and dad, they gave endless love, but I couldn’t repay it...

...

After I’m gone, I hope you can take care of them for , you promised, no backing out.

I hope you can live well, experience more, a more brilliant life.

In this life, our fate has ended; in the next life, we will continue it.

Signed with a playful monkey face.

The sticky note slipped through Zhou Hanming’s fingers, his gaze turned towards the brightly sunlit window outside.

Goodbye, Yuan Xiaoying.