Chapter 67: Your Island

The dark green fence, the gloomy sky, and a lightning strike.

Wang Jiexiang shouted the child’s name.

His body was wet and motionless.

Countless dangers were in front of her, but there was no time to hesitate any longer.

With gloved hands, Wang Jiexiang lifted the child’s two thin arms and quickly pulled him away from the Iron Fence.

She wasn’t electrocuted!

Wang Jiexiang quickly moved Xu Qi to the shelter under the eaves.

She laid him flat on the ground, shouting for help while checking for signs of life.

No breath…

But his heart was still beating!

The teachers heard her shouts and rushed over.

Some started CPR; others made calls; some set up a perimeter around the fence.

Fifteen minutes later.

An ambulance arrived, and Xu Qi was breathing again. He was sent to the hospital.

Wang Jiexiang took off her Plastic Gloves, drenched in sweat…

She survived!

She did what she couldn’t do last time!

Everyone around her was immersed in the joy of saving the child. Wang Jiexiang silently returned to the kitchen and picked up her phone.

She rushed into the rain, running outside the Kindergarten.

She dialed that familiar number.

Thank God, it went through.

The beeping sound came, and she prayed for someone to answer.

Pedestrians on the street all had faces like background characters, and she didn’t know where she’d bump into the Barrier.

Wang Jiexiang kept running, her steps splashing through puddles, moving from wet to dry ground.

Forward, further ahead, she ran out of the pouring rain.

The phone was finally answered.

“Hello.”

“Yin Xian!” She couldn’t hide her joy.

His tone was still stiff from yesterday’s argument. “Hmm?”

“Let’s make up.” She said.

“Okay.” He replied.

Wang Jiexiang rolled up her sleeve and wiped away the rainwater on her face.

She stopped in the middle of the road and looked into the distance.

The sun came out, and white clouds floated in the sky.

“I’m coming to see you now.”

The rain cleared, and the weather turned beautiful.

Wang Jiexiang stood at the entrance of Yin Xian’s company, waiting for him.

The sunlight was so abundant, and the whole world felt like a bright, fresh new world.

Wang Jiexiang, basking in the sun, couldn’t help but close her eyes. Her body felt like it was soaking in the warm river of sunlight. She had stayed on Little Rabbit Island for too long, and now she was too tired and drowsy, wanting to take a good, comfortable nap.

Her phone rang, and she looked at the screen.

It was a message from Yin Xian, saying he was almost there.

Wang Jiexiang nervously fixed her hair.

Behind her, familiar footsteps approached, and she seemed to sense it.

She turned her head.

Time had passed.

Her lover had aged.

He still had thick eyebrows, thin lips, and deep eyes, but his face had wrinkles, and his eyes were slightly sunken.

He was holding the rabbit she had searched for so long—a fluffy white rabbit, with black eyes, beautiful double eyelids, and a faint yellowish ring around its eyes like makeup.

“Feifei…”

Yin Xian smiled especially happily as he said.

“Feifei, I bought a rabbit.”

How long had it been?

Twenty years? Thirty years?

She was still 23, youthful and beautiful.

He had become middle-aged, with gray hair.

Yin Xian was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. He handed the obedient rabbit to her.

Wang Jiexiang was reluctant to take it.

She looked at the rabbit, frowned, and felt a lump in her throat.

—His report said: Depression, Psychogenic Amnesia.

—Their house had appeared on the island. She was one of the causes of his illness.

“Why do you do this to yourself?”

She would rather he had been heartless than see him broken beyond repair. Decades of time hadn’t healed his wounds.

“I’ve already broken up with you, do you know? Even if I hadn’t died, I would have broken up with you.”

“I don’t believe it. We’ll always make up, you’ll always come back.”

He smiled at her, his expression particularly clever and confident.

“Every time you say you want to leave, but I know, as long as I keep waiting, you will always come back.”

“How could you not come back? You always… always…” He couldn’t finish the sentence, his voice caught in his throat.

“Why are you here? Didn’t you say there’s Heaven? After so much suffering, you should go to a good place, Jiexiang.”

Her eyes filled with hot tears, and she managed a faint smile.

“I wandered through Spirit Purgatory. My wish was unfulfilled when I died. I thought I hadn’t yet visited your island.”

Yin Xian silently cried.

Decades ago, by the sea, the sea breeze blew through his clothes, the waves surged onto the beach, seagulls circled in the sky, incessantly chirping.

Heartbroken, Wang Jiexiang asked him, word by word, “Yin Xian, do you love me?”

He remained silent.

Now, after crossing the long years, he came back to give her the rabbit and the answer.

Wang Jiexiang gently touched Yin Xian’s face, wiping away his tears.

—Once regretful for never hearing “I love you,” once regretful for never saying “I love you,” but dear, we both understand, no words are needed.

“Yin Xian, even if we can’t spend this life together, thank you for truly loving me once.”

She took the rabbit into her arms.

At the place where her heart was, a Key appeared.

The transparent Key gleamed, sparkling.

The light of the entire world concentrated on her, and the sunlight surrounded her.

He realized something and hurriedly reached out, desperately pulling her into his arms.

Her skin, her hair, her eyelashes, the little light points jumping between her soft smile.

With her transparency, the Key became solid.

That was the Key that would let him walk out—the last Key to Little Rabbit Island.

Yin Xian shook his head and pulled her closer to him.

His Jiexiang, his clumsy, kind, scared-of-the-dark, crying little girl, his last and only true love.

The pain twisted in his chest. He could never let her go.

“Yin Xian…”

He shook his head desperately. The tighter he tried to hold her, the faster she disappeared.

“Don’t go.”

The world, in the brilliance of light, gradually collapsed into nothingness.

Wang Jiexiang gently kissed his face. If her consciousness left afterward, and this place reset, he would never be able to leave.

While she still could touch him, she took the Key and placed it in his palm.

“I’m not leaving, Yin Xian.”

“I’m on your island.”

Heaven is the image of the most beautiful place in fantasy.

On that cold and hungry winter night, Wang Jiexiang rested on Yin Xian’s arm, listening to the fairy tale story she had always longed for in this life.

In the future, he would give her a big island.

The island would have countless rabbits, her favorites.

She waved, and the soft rabbits jumped into her arms one by one.

At the center of the island stood a castle belonging to her.

The castle had endless hot water and heating, delicious drinks and food, available all day long.

She paused here, and she vanished here.

With the empty arms, Yin Xian’s tears fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Jiexiang, the rabbits, the five years with him, all vanished before his eyes.

They became complete memories in his mind, no longer fragmented pieces.

The azure sea, the soft morning light fell on the small island.

The tears were absorbed by the soil.

Yin Xian opened his eyes.

He returned to Little Rabbit Island as a rabbit.

Inside the pink small bag was the Key. The rabbit carried the bag and walked around the island.

On the deserted island, the only building was a hospital.

That was the hospital that had helped him with his treatment in the real world.

He walked around the circular island, passing the cobbled path and the extinguished streetlights. At the northernmost point of the island was a simple wooden sign with the words “Little Rabbit Island” written in large letters. Nearby were two mushroom-shaped lights, one pink and one yellow, which were also no longer lit.

The long night ended, and Little Rabbit Island was about to welcome the day.

Yin Xian looked down at his backpack…

With the last Key, he walked alone into the hospital.

In the Intensive Care Unit of the hospital, Yin Xian found himself lying on a bed with a breathing mask on.

“She is on my island.”

He chose to believe.

The sun rose over Little Rabbit Island.

The sky was filled with red clouds, the sea surface glistened brightly, and the island was bathed in golden splendor.

The white rabbit melted into the sunlight, like snow melting away, returning to the flawless peace of the world, leaving no trace behind.

The morning sun’s light shone into the hospital room.

Yin Xian on the bed moved his eyelids.

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The Author has something to say:

This concludes the main story. There are two additional side stories that are part of the narrative.

See you in the final chapter.