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A new episode of the anime has started airing.

The screen cut directly to the door of the Terminal Services Department.

Tsukasa Mizugaki, leaning on a cane, slowly walked into the office.

His chest was still wrapped in thick bandages, and with each step he took, you could see his brow furrow slightly.

But his mouth was open in a grin.

He was laughing like a fool.

Welcome back!

All his colleagues rushed over, patting his shoulder and rubbing his head, while the table was covered with snacks and drinks.

Senior Xiangyue leaned against the door frame, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and snorted.

"If you're not going to die, get to work. The backlog of documents is practically burying your desk."

He said that, but handed her a cup of hot coffee.

Si took the coffee, his gaze sweeping over the crowd and landing in the corner.

Ella stood there.

They did not go forward.

She simply held a stack of documents and quietly watched him.

Her eyes were red; I don't know if it was from not sleeping well or from crying.

But the moment she saw Si Chao smile at her, the corners of her mouth also curved upwards.

A very small arc.

But this was the first time she had smiled in the past two weeks.

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments.

[Finally discharged from the hospital! My dear Si Ge!]

Ella smiled! She smiled! Did you see that?!

[Sobbing, why do I feel like crying when these two stand together?]

Healing Animation Company.

Su Bai sat at his workstation and tapped a few times on the keyboard.

A code editing window pops up on the screen.

Shen Qingyue leaned over for a look, but didn't understand.

"What are you changing?"

"The front end of the official website."

Su Bai didn't even look up, speaking casually as if he were discussing what to have for lunch.

"Add a small widget."

"What components?"

Su Bai pressed Enter.

Refresh the page.

A string of numbers has appeared in the upper right corner of the Plastic Memory website.

1992:34:16

The numbers are jumping.

Every second is decreasing.

Shen Qingyue stared at the string of numbers for three seconds, the color draining from her face.

"This is."

"Ella's remaining lifespan."

Su Bai leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head.

"Accurate to the second."

Shen Qingyue opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

Su Bai continued.

"The audience has just grasped the value of finite things. Now, I want them to see that finiteness directly."

"Every second that passes is like a thorn in their hearts."

"No need for a heavy stick, just a light prick will do."

"If you get pricked too many times, you'll naturally find it unbearable."

Looking at his profile, Shen Qingyue suddenly felt a strong urge to hit him on the head with her tablet.

But she held back.

Because she knew he was right.

The first person to discover this countdown was a data enthusiast who regularly checks the official website.

He posted a thread on the forum with a title of only three words.

"We're doomed."

The accompanying image is a screenshot of the constantly changing red numbers in the upper right corner of the official website.

The post was pushed to the top of the forum's homepage within three minutes.

Ten minutes later, all social media platforms exploded.

[What's that in the top right corner?! Is it what I'm thinking?! A setting that appeared in the PV!]

[1992 hours, that's about 83 days. 83 days! Ella only has 83 days left!]

[You old scoundrel Su, have some decency!]

I just shipped out the razor blades I ordered last time, and now I want to buy a whole truckload more!

"No, please, I don't want to see Ella disappear."

The animation continues playing.

After Si was discharged from the hospital, Ella changed.

It's not about becoming silent or depressed.

Quite the opposite.

She became more proactive than ever before.

One morning, Si Gang arrived at the office and saw a small pink notebook on his desk.

The notebook was opened, and it was filled with densely packed writing.

It was all Ella's clumsy, handwritten handwriting.

"Cooking with Tsukasa."

"Going to the supermarket with Si."

"Cleaning the house with Si."

"Watching a movie with Si."

"Feeding the cats in the park with Tsukasa."

"Eating takoyaki with Tsukasa."

"Watching fireworks with Si."

Each item has a small box drawn next to it, for checking.

These are all the most ordinary and inconspicuous little things that ordinary couples would do.

There was no world travel, no grand adventures.

It's just everyday life.

The most ordinary and mundane daily life.

Si flipped through several pages of the notebook, each page filled with writing.

He looked up at Ella, who was standing nervously to the side, watching his reaction intently.

"You want to do all of these?"

Ella nodded vigorously, the tips of her ears turning bright red.

"I... I did a lot of research. It seems like couples often do these things."

"I've never done this before, so I wanted to give it a try."

"If you don't want to, that's fine too..."

"think."

Si almost blurted it out.

"I want them all."

Ella froze for a moment, then her whole face turned bright red. She lowered her head, but couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

The animation then proceeded with a series of heartwarming shots that were so touching they sent chills down your spine.

The two were frantically making curry rice in the kitchen. Ella burned the pot, and Si opened the window while coughing. The two looked at each other and burst out laughing at the same time.

Ella carefully ticked a box next to the one where she cooked with Si in her notebook.

The two were pushing a shopping cart in the supermarket. Ella hesitated for a long time in front of the snack shelf, and finally secretly put a bag of strawberry-flavored chocolate balls into the cart.

Si pretended not to see it.

Another checkmark.

The two were watching a horror movie on the sofa. Ella was so scared that she buried her face in Si's arms and refused to look up.

Si said he wasn't afraid, but he was trembling himself.

Another checkmark.

With each hook, Ella's smile would widen a little.

The notebook will also have more pages turned.

But the numbers in the upper right corner of the screen.

It kept jumping.

1987:12:04

1985:44:31

1982:07:19

The atmosphere in the comments section was strange.

Half the people were laughing, and the other half were crying.

Sometimes the same person can post something like, "So sweet! I'm laughing so hard!" one second, and then suddenly change it to, "I can't look at the top right corner! I can't look!"

Don't look at the top right corner! Cover up that number! Pretend it doesn't exist!

[It's impossible to hide! It's just jumping around there! Every time it jumps, my heart skips a beat!]

[You old scoundrel Su, you know how to torture people.]

This candy is full of glass shards; even with my mouth cut raw, it's still sweet. It's worse than being stabbed with a knife!

Su Bai looked at the comments and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He turned to look at Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue was wiping her eyes with a tissue when she noticed his gaze and immediately glared back.

"What are you looking at! I have sand in my head!"

Su Bai didn't expose her, but looked away and continued staring at the screen.

The animation has entered the most crucial part of this episode.

The day's date is over.

The two returned to their dormitory.

Ella sat at the table, pen in hand, ticking off items one by one in her notebook.

Her movements were slow and deliberate.

He would stop and look at each checkmark, then give a satisfied smile.

Si leaned against the door frame, watching her back.

"Ella."

"Um?"

Why did you suddenly want to do these things?

Ella paused for a moment.

A very brief pause.

It's so short that you wouldn't notice it if you didn't look closely.

Then she continued writing.

"because."

She put down her pen and turned around.

Her face was flushed with happiness.

But hidden in those red eyes was a very thin, impenetrable layer.

"I want to create many, many beautiful memories in the end."

She spoke at the end.

The background music in the animation disappeared in that instant.

Only Ella's face is visible in the picture.

And the string of numbers jumping around in the upper right corner.

1897:22:08

The live stream chat went completely silent at that moment.

Then it surged out like a burst dam.

She knew.

She knew from the beginning that her time was running out.

That's why she had always refused to create memories, because she was afraid that the pain of parting would be even greater.

But now she's willing. She chose to love, even knowing it would hurt.

I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore.

[Old scoundrel Su, have you gone mad? This is a million times worse than being stabbed!]

Healing Animation Company.

Shen Qingyue has stopped wiping away her tears.

She just let the tears stream down her face as she stared at the screen.

Su Bai simply stared quietly at Ella's smiling yet heartbreaking expression on the screen.

He didn't speak for a long time.

Lei Ming believed that the meaning of life lay in its infinite extension.

"But he doesn't understand. It's precisely because of the existence of the finish line that every moment of life shines brightly."

"Ella's countdown is the gentlest yet most cruel rebuttal to the theory of eternity."

Shen Qingyue did not reply.

She simply picked up a tissue and blew her nose forcefully.

Su Bai reached out and flipped open the storyboard on the table.

The next page shows the silhouette of a Ferris wheel.

The two sat side by side in the cockpit.

Outside the window, the sky was filled with stars.

"The daily build-up has been sufficient, and the audience's emotions have been properly warmed up."

His finger pointed at the Ferris wheel.

"We're about to fulfill that most important promise."

"That will be the pinnacle of their love."

Su Bai's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"It is also the final chapter of a tragedy."