[TCFO] Arc 2 — Chapter 103

Kick off the Campus’ Cinderella (63)

The weapons held by this group of people were the latest and even more brutal and bloody than Su Xiaoxiao's weapons. Wherever they went, flesh and body parts flew in all directions. Many people didn't even have a chance to utter a sound before they were torn apart.

"Doctor!" This group of people dressed in white clothes and helmets quickly approached Liu Haoyu's location. Liu Haoyu looked at them, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes. He lifted Zhou Min in his arms and looked at the already subdued Xiao Ran and Su Xiaoxiao, who had been captured. His expression was like that of a hellish ghost. "Take these two to the laboratory. I want them to live forever, living in hell..."

Everyone watched as the man stood proudly in the ruins, holding Zhou Min in his arms, exuding an aura of cruelty. They couldn't help but shudder and lower their heads, no longer speaking. Zhou Min felt her body growing colder and heavier, her eyelids becoming heavier as well. But she still wanted to see clearly the man she had loved for two lifetimes in this storm.

Liu Haoyu lowered his head, his gaze filled with indescribable sadness as he carried Zhou Min toward the nearest helicopter. At that moment, another woman emerged from the helicopter, the woman he had once recognized his mistake with, the woman he had once desperately wanted to revive. She was the woman who had caused Zhou Min so much heartache. But this woman ran towards Xiao Ran and hugged him, begging him for mercy, pleading for him to spare Xiao Ran.

This woman was alive, and Su Xiaoxiao was also alive. Xiao Ran looked at the woman who held him with love and adoration, her gaze so familiar. Once, he had been so happy because of Zhou Min's love. But why hadn't these people who should have died actually died? And the person he wanted to protect the most was about to leave him. It was truly ironic.

Even though Liu Haoyu could be considered twisted, the most formidable genius in the world, Zhou Min, can you return the love you took from me?

Looking at the three people behind him, he felt an intense hatred toward those people for the first time. Even though they were from the Liu family, he had never hated them as much before. But now, he hated them so much, but most of all, he hated himself!

In the end, when Zhou Min had no strength left, Liu Haoyu pressed the handkerchief soaked in a potion against her nose. Although it couldn't stop the decomposition of the wound, it seemed to have a noticeable inhibitory effect on the unknown creatures squirming within the wound.

Liu Haoyu ignored the pleas behind him, ignored the cries and screams. Step by step, he left everyone behind. The rain continued to wash over Zhou Min and Liu Haoyu's bodies. As Liu Haoyu lifted Zhou Min, his wounds began to open one by one. Due to his dark clothes, no one noticed, but the water dripping from his clothes turned into a bright red.

The path was stained red with blood, accompanying the rain. Everyone was shocked, unable to distinguish whether the blood belonged to Zhou Min or Liu Haoyu. However, no one dared to approach because of Liu Haoyu's violent aura and an eerie tranquility that seemed ready to explode in the next moment.

Liu Haoyu carried Zhou Min onto the plane. Inside the cabin, Liu Haoyu had long forgotten about his own pain. His mind was filled with thoughts of saving Zhou Min. The cabin was in complete disarray, and he appeared like a madman. Zhou Min looked on and couldn't help but feel bitter.

"A-Yu..." Zhou Min's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, but Liu Haoyu caught it. When he turned around, his eyes were bloodshot, and his glasses seemed to have been thrown somewhere. He felt as if he were standing on a wire, on the verge of collapsing with the slightest misstep.

"Xiao Min!" Liu Haoyu held Zhou Min tightly, his gaze no longer calm and composed as before. Instead, he was overwhelmed by confusion, panic, and deep fear.

"A-Yu, if it's too painful, go find Grandma at the Ba Luo River... Forget it, that's also a kind of happiness..." Zhou Min's words made Liu Haoyu's hand holding hers tremble slightly. Waves of pain surged through his heart. As he watched Zhou Min's eyes slowly closing, Liu Haoyu held her tightly in his arms, momentarily stunned, his body trembling.

Zhou Min, whose consciousness was gradually fading, felt something on her neck—it was hot!

It flowed from her neck to her heart...

In her previous life, Zhou Min tried to forget because her obsession, love, and pain were too deep to be erased. But her memories were altered by that old man. This time, she couldn't bear to forget because she had experienced the pain and knew how agonising it was...

Sometimes, the ability to forget is also a form of happiness and luxury...

The helicopter quickly flew back to the mansion, which served as Liu Haoyu's main base for his experiments. It had the most complete facilities. Holding Zhou Min, Liu Haoyu rushed towards the experimental base.

In the bottommost level, he found the liquid he needed and without hesitation injected it into Zhou Min's body, stopping the worsening deterioration in her stomach.

Looking at Zhou Min lying unconscious on the operating table, only faintly breathing, Liu Haoyu gently brushed his fingers across her cheek. "In this lifetime, I will bear the pain, but I won't let you go... I won't forget you either."

In the following decade, the world was in chaos, as if everyone was enduring Liu Haoyu's heartache. He felt pain, and so the world had to suffer with him because he feared that the pain would drive him insane.

However, he never sought out the old woman that Zhou Min mentioned because even in pain, he wanted to remember...

Liu Haoyu gradually became a person feared and unmentioned by the whole world. But he liked to stay alone in the laboratory, constantly engrossed in his experiments. Nearby, there was a simple yet warm room filled with decorations that Zhou Min loved. The person lying on the bed there remained unchanged throughout the years, as if time hadn't touched her.

As Liu Haoyu injected the latest drug into the drip bottle, he took off his white coat and held Zhou Min, lying by her side. "It has been 6205 days. When will you wake up? I miss you so much..."

Liu Haoyu's heart ached with every beat, and the pain never diminished, not for a single day or second. He held Zhou Min tightly in his arms, tightened his grip, and then smiled foolishly. "Jiang Min, I don't agree, I won't accept it. I want to meet you, get to know you. If you don't love me, then... I'll love you! If you don't come to my world, then I'll go to yours, alright?"

"Jiang Min, do you know? That old woman you mentioned is actually someone from my laboratory. Moreover, she is the most special talent in my experimental base. Her greatest strength lies not in hypnosis, but in pharmaceuticals. She developed a drug called Putuo Powder. This drug can alter people's memories. By the way, you don't know this yet, but she is the last surviving Mayan*."

*The Maya people are an ethnic group of ancient Indians who left written records in the Americas.

"Jiang Min, you've asked me more than once, 'Do you love me?' But I always missed the chance to tell you... I love you, deeply..."

"You are my world, do you know that? I love you! Lately, I've been dreaming of strange scenes, maybe those are what you called past lives. You and I always miss each other due to some twist of fate. And then, I thought I could protect you best, but I still couldn't protect you in the end. You died in my arms..."

Liu Haoyu's voice was low as he turned and lay beside Zhou Min. His gaze was hollow as he stared at the ceiling, seemingly reminiscing some memories, filled with suppressed and overwhelming grief.

Each word seemed to drain his strength. Perhaps the bright light was too dazzling, causing his eyes to feel sore. He raised his hand and casually covered his eyes, tears trickling down to his ears. His voice was filled with a self-deprecating tone, tinged with a hint of choking. "I finally understand why I always carry drugs with me, as if I knew what would happen. Why did I, who hated going to KTV, willingly walk into a trap that I already knew? It's not because I was too lonely or bored. Maybe at that time, I already knew that you would be there, just like a place that appeared in my memories!"

Suddenly, Liu Haoyu turned his face and buried it in Zhou Min's shoulder. He had become much thinner, much older than he was a decade ago. He exuded a sense of weariness and despair. "But I don't know if fate has always been playing with us. I had found you so early on, but I still managed to lose you. The only one I have been obstinately searching for is you, from beginning to end!"

"Jiang Min, I love you. In your dream of the past, in my incomplete fragments of memories, if that was truly our past life, then, counting this life as well, I have loved you for two lifetimes. Two complete lifetimes. How can you just say 'no' and reject me, or say 'let go' and truly let go... What am I supposed to do? Tell me, without you, what am I supposed to do..." Liu Haoyu held Zhou Min's body, burying his face in her neck, his voice carrying an indescribable desolation.

Perhaps it was too overwhelming, or perhaps it was too sorrowful, but Liu Haoyu didn't see it. In his repetitive confessions day after day, year after year, this time, Zhou Min's fingers finally moved, and her eyelids trembled slightly...