We’ve traveled through Tokyo, who still wants to simulate love?

"Why...why didn't the simulation end?"

Qian Yufengjian was a little confused.

When he died in the game before, didn't he just exit the simulation?

But why this time, the simulation is still continuing.

[Your parents, who are far away in Kumamoto Prefecture, came to Tokyo to attend your funeral. Wearing mourning clothes, she received your parents as your wife]

[Shiina’s family was very worried about her mental state and comforted her for a long time. Suddenly one day, Shiina Kaine told her family that she wanted to continue her unfinished research]

[Mr. Shiina agreed. If high-intensity work can dilute the pain in her heart, this may also be a good thing]

[Because of the previous accident, she was worried that someone would use violence to interfere with her research, so Shiina Kaine entrusted her father to prepare a lady's pistol for her]

[With the full support of her family, she took over the gene stabilizing reagent project that you led during your lifetime and continued research]

The scene unfolds.

This time, Asaba Kazama felt like he had become a ghost.

Follow Shiina Uine quietly.

He watched her study without sleep or food.

Watch her struggle to keep the project moving forward.

Watch her reject one admirer after another and immerse herself in research.

Sometimes, some people who didn't know she was married would still call her Shiina Kaine, but she would always emphasize that she should call her Asaba Kaine.

One year, two years, three years...

She is still so beautiful, and time seems to have left no trace on her body.

Shiina Kaine didn't know that Christmas Eve would be the last time she saw herself.

However, it was not the last time Asaha Kazama saw her.

She still lives in the temporary residence bought by Asaba Kazama, but she spends more and more time in the research room.

In the third year after graduation, she relied on her accumulation far beyond ordinary people, and with the number of T-category academic papers and Lancet papers that were almost regarded as a brush, she became a star in the field of gene therapy that has attracted worldwide attention.

Another year passed, and the gene therapy she led for several localized cell degenerative diseases became the only hope for many suffering patients. When the first patient was cured under her hands, he finally saw her smile again. .

I don’t know when, people would respectfully call her "Dr. Qianyu". Every time she heard a patient say this, her smile would be brighter.

[Time flies, another ten years have passed, and Shiina Kaiyin has become the brightest pearl in the field of genetic diseases]

[Another year has passed, and news of the genius disease caused by the void gene has spread all over the world, and the gene stabilizing reagent project led by Shiina Kaiyin has officially been completed]

Qian Yu Kazama watched her holding the completed reagent and hiding in the corner of the laboratory for a long time without saying anything, feeling very heartbroken.

Asaha Kazama, who turned into a ghost, stood beside her and sighed like this for the first time:

"Let it go. It's time for you to forget all this and start a new life."

But she couldn't hear it.

The day after the research results were verified, Shiina Kaine announced the technical details of the [gene stabilizing reagent] to the world. Such a move made the world into an uproar.

An unprecedented storm of public opinion swept across the country.

[Public opinion about genius disease has caused an uproar around the world since it was disclosed. 】

[Gene-edited newborn experiments announced by various countries have caused an unprecedented storm of public opinion]

[5.5% survival probability, and a higher natural awakening survival rate than those born with genius disease, so that every genius who survives successfully is filled with blood]

[It was not until the emergence of gene stabilizing agents that the survival rate increased to more than 15%. Even if the treatment is timely, even if the gene awakening fails, death will become paralyzed in bed]

[At this point, compared with controllable genetic diseases, they are no longer genetic diseases, but the cradle of genius]

[Although it is still extremely cruel, the era of adjusters is coming]

[In October of this year, Hakuin High School invited Shiina Kaine as a well-known alumnus to visit the school at the cultural festival]

The scene unfolds.

Qian Yufengjian was stunned when he heard the news.

He knew that she had not been back to Hakuin High School for many years. He thought that Shiina Kaine would still refuse this time, but Shiina Kaine said to the other end of the phone:

"Okay, let me make some preparations in advance."

He nodded: "You should move on."

But for some reason, while he was happy, he was also a little melancholy.

[This year's cultural festival was very grand. The principal personally led the team and took Shiina Kaiyin back to Hakuin High School, which had undergone a lot of changes]

[While passing by the exhibition hall, the principal took her to the place where her graduation photos were displayed]

She quietly looked at herself, who was still young and beautiful at that time, chatting with her entourage, and she seemed to feel much more relaxed.

Only Asaha Kazama quietly looked at the photo of his class next to him and said with emotion:

"That's fine, I won't be upset if I don't look at it."

Until she left, she never took a look at the photos of her class.

There are quite a few alumni returning to school this year.

She said goodbye to the alumni she knew one by one. Qian Yu Kazama had an impression of those alumni, and many people knew about her and him.

When someone talked about him, Asaha Kazama couldn't help but be curious and floated over to see what the senior would say.

"It's been a long time," she said sadly.

Then there is no more.

Qian Yufengjian was relieved, but felt a little bitter.

As time went by, the bonfire party ended, and the dance music remained. She sat there quietly until it was over, then got up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned back to look in the direction of the rooftop.

That's where they danced together.

She smiled, turned around and walked into the night.

Qianyu Fengjian felt a little uncomfortable, but he was also happy for her.

"The terms have been drawn up, just bring them to me to sign." Shiina Kaine said to her female assistant in the vehicle.

The assistant handed over a contract, which was a distribution list of all the assets owned by Shiina Kaine.

Before Asaha Kazama could see it clearly, she signed it and handed it to her assistant to seal it.

"Let's drive."

There are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

Asaha Kazama was a little curious about where she was going.

Until he saw a cemetery.

The car stopped.

Shiina Kaine picked up a satchel, took out a bouquet of flowers from the back of the car, and walked towards the depths of the cemetery.

Qianyu Kazama guessed something.

Finally, Shiina Kaine stopped in front of a tombstone.

The monument is engraved with the large characters "Qian Yu Family".

She placed flowers on the grave.

She opened her handbag and took out a stack of pamphlets and cards.

His personal number card, her personal number card.

His driver's license, her driver's license.

His health insurance card, her health insurance card.

His real estate title certificate, her real estate title certificate.

Transcript of the Asaba family's household registration.

Certificate of acceptance of marriage between the two persons.

Certificate of his notarized cremation.

…

She threw them all into the brazier.

She took out her phone and chuckled.

Asaha Kazama, who was standing next to her, was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, the music of "Mozart's Minuet in D Major" sounded.

He was the one who released it before.

Only then did he notice that the clothes Shiina Kaine was wearing seemed to be the little white dress from the school festival that year.

She bent slightly.

In the complete silence, dance music sounded quietly, as if he was accompanying her, and the woman was dancing alone in the empty cemetery.

Qian Yu Kazama subconsciously took a step forward.

A cemetery under the moonlight.

The dead soul and the girl.

The boundary between life and death seems to be blurred at this moment.

Neither her nor his hands touched each other, they just danced to the music.

The fire in the brazier burned out, and the dance ended here.

She leaned back subconsciously, and Asaha Kazama stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, just like he did when dancing in the past.

But he couldn't touch him.

Fortunately, she reacted and stumbled back a few steps, but did not fall to the ground after all.

She let out a long sigh.

Under the night, she seemed tired and leaned quietly against the tombstone.

She checked her watch. The cemetery was closing.

"It's time to go home."

She gently touched the three words "Qianyu Family", and all the emotions in her eyes calmed down.

It was as if I could finally shake off a heavy burden.

"It's good to let it go." Qianyu Kazama squatted in front of her. Seeing her clear eyesight, he knew she couldn't hear, but said with relief: "Haiyin, be happy."

Then, Shiina Umine put her hand into her satchel.

The lady's pistol, which had been maintained and looked like new, was taken out of the bag.

The dream he had cherished for the thirteenth year after he left, just like the summer showers falling on the smooth road, passed away quietly without leaving a trace.

This is her farewell.

There is no ancient pavilion road, no advice to you to drink another glass of wine.

The assistant's call happened to come: "Dr. Qianyu, the cemetery is closing."

There was a cocking sound and she put the pistol to her temple.

Shiina Kaiyin said softly: "You called me wrong, it's Mrs. Asaba."

She hung up the phone and hugged his tombstone sideways.

In this night, which is the same as usual, crows are flapping their wings. Some people continue to move forward, while others choose to stay in yesterday.

then……

"boom!!!"

Gunshots were fired.

The moonlight gurgled in the cemetery, reflecting the tombstones of Qian Yu's family. In her dream, she showed a peaceful and happy sleeping face.