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The morning after the recovery mission ended.

Terminal Services Department Office.

Mizushichi didn't sleep a wink all night.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his mind replayed everything that had happened yesterday over and over again.

Nina's understanding smile.

The harsh scraping sound as the old lady signed her name on the consent form.

And the farewell words Ella uttered when she placed that cold ring on Nina's finger at the end.

May you be reunited with your loved ones.

These words, like an indelible brand, are deeply etched into his soul.

Only at this moment did he truly begin to understand the weight of this job, and only then did he begin to feel a deep-seated awe for the seemingly aloof silver-haired girl.

He sat listlessly at his workstation.

"Clatter".

A can of still-warm coffee was tossed onto his desk with a light touch.

Tsukasa Mizuki looked up and saw that Kazuki-senpai was standing in front of him.

She didn't scold him in her usual angry tone, nor did she say any words of comfort.

She simply gave him a deep look with her sharp eyes.

"This is the norm, for newbies. Get used to it, or get crushed by it."

Mizuki Tsukasa picked up the can of coffee, the scalding heat from his palm bringing a brief respite to his chaotic thoughts.

He knew that Senior Xiangyue was right.

This is their job, the guardians of memory, the daily routine they must face.

Meanwhile, on the internet in China, the aftereffects of the animation were only just beginning to take hold.

After watching that touching scene in the animation, countless viewers welcomed the new day with tears in their eyes.

The first thing they did was open all the major social media platforms.

I want to find fellow sufferers who, like me, have been tormented to the point of near death by that old scoundrel Su.

I thought I'd never cry over an animated film again, until Isla uttered that line. I, a grown man, burst into tears on the subway.

May you be reunited with your beloved. This short sentence is more romantic than any love poem I've ever read, and more cruel than any tragedy.

[That old scoundrel Su made us see the flowers of memory bloom in our deepest despair.]

May you be reunited with your loved ones.

The animated dialogue spread at an unimaginable speed.

It's no longer just a simple line from an animation.

It has been used by countless netizens in their social media posts, in videos commemorating their deceased pets, and in farewell messages when parting with friends.

It has become a cultural symbol imbued with both sorrow and hope.

A gentle way of saying goodbye that belongs to this era.

Countless viewers flooded the official website of the healing animation, leaving messages on the message board to express their blessings for Nina, their sympathy for Isla, and their thoughts on the work.

They realized that what Su Bai gave them was not simply a razor blade meant to induce depression.

Rather, it is a unique growth experience that is heart-wrenching yet unconsciously makes one reflect on the meaning of life and memory.

At this moment, the Su family's healing methods were given a completely new definition.

However, not everyone was immersed in this sentimental atmosphere.

Camera angle change.

In a minimalist office filled with a futuristic feel.

Beside the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

A sharp-looking young man in a bespoke suit is standing in front of a holographic projection screen.

On the screen, dense streams of data converge into curves.

It clearly demonstrates the terrifying heat ignited by plastic memory, and the explosive amount of discussion under the term "reunion".

His name is Lei Ming, CEO of the emerging technology giant Eternal Technology.

He looked at the comments on the screen that the audience regarded as gospel, and a sneer of undisguised disdain curled at the corner of his mouth.

"A bunch of pathetic wretches."

His voice was as cold as the office.

"The animation clearly possesses such advanced technology, yet it still indulges in this kind of intellectual self-deception. Cherishing the limited process? What a ridiculous lie."

He turned around and faced the group of team members behind him, who were also wearing uniforms.

"Our opponent, Su Bai, who is hailed as a healer by the entire internet, has given us an incredible gift."

Lei Ming raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in the air, instantly switching the images on the holographic screen.

That was a detailed introduction to Eternal Technology's core products.

Their technology can upload a person's complete memory to a cloud server through high-precision scanning.

Then, through complex algorithms, a digital personality with independent thinking and emotional feedback is generated.

As long as the server is not shut down, you, who are made up of data, can achieve immortality.

Lei Ming opened his arms, his eyes sparkling with wisdom.

Why accept that memories have an expiration date? Why endure the pain of separation and forgetting?

"We can make memories last forever! We can make our loved ones stay with us forever!"

His gaze finally settled on a corner of the screen, where a poster for Plastic Memories was displayed: Ella, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl, sat alone in a Ferris wheel.

A kind of aggressive greed gleamed in Lei Ming's eyes.

What he saw was not a heartbreaking character, but a huge market gap waiting to be tapped.

"Su Bai used his tragedy to create a fear of loss for everyone. And we, on the other hand, are the ones selling the antidote."

End of the meeting.

Lei Ming looked out at the city and gave the final instructions.

"Put all of our GG budget into it."

"Let everyone on the internet who has shed tears for Ella see our GG."

After half an hour.

A meticulously crafted GG (Girlfriend) was simultaneously launched on major video platforms and social media apps.

The beginning of GG features a man crying alone in an empty room, clutching a doll, because the robot has been recycled.

The sorrowful scene resonated strongly with the events depicted in plastic memory.

Just as the audience was getting emotionally involved, the scene suddenly changed.

The man sat down in front of the futuristic equipment from Eternal Technology.

As he put on the interactive helmet, a lifelike phantom of his lover, made of blue light dots, appeared before him, smiling and reaching out her hand.

The man took off his helmet, his face streaked with tears, yet he smiled with immense happiness.

Finally, a huge and glaring "GG" message appeared in the center of the screen, like a direct declaration of war against Su Bai.

"Say goodbye to time-limited companionship, embrace eternity that never ends."

This message is like a declaration of war.

In the most utilitarian way, it openly launched the most arrogant challenge against Su Bai and against plastic memory.