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The Ferris wheel reached its highest point.

The cockpit shook slightly and then came to a stop.

A cool breeze crept in through the gaps in the cockpit.

Ella leaned on Si's shoulder, holding a teddy bear in her arms, her breathing a little slower than when she had come up.

"manage."

"Um."

"It's so high up here."

Si glanced down at her.

Are you scared?

Ella shook her head, nuzzled his shoulder, and smiled.

"I'm not afraid. With Si, I'm not afraid of anywhere."

The number in the upper right corner of the official website jumped.

It went from a three-digit number to a two-digit number.

Ella slowly reached into her pocket with her right hand, fumbled for a few seconds, and pulled out a card.

Employee card of the Terminal Service Department.

In the photo, Ella looks just like when she first joined the company, with a stiff expression and her red eyes staring blankly at the camera.

"this."

Ella turned the card over; on the back, a line of words was written crookedly in ballpoint pen.

"This is for you."

She slipped the employee card into the company's hand.

Si looked down at the card, his fingertips touching the raised lines of text on the back.

He didn't turn the page to look.

Because Ella read it out for him.

"Welcome back, Tsukasa."

Si's fingers tightened, and the edge of the card dug into the flesh of his palm.

He didn't speak.

Ella looked up at him.

The lights outside the window were reflected in her pupils.

"Tsukasa, thank you."

"Thank you for being my partner."

"Thank you for teaching me how to shop, how to cook, and how to greet customers."

"Thank you for always reaching out to help me up whenever I fall."

Her voice grew softer and softer, her speech slower and slower, like a machine gradually slowing down.

"Thank you for letting me know what it feels like to like someone."

Si's eyes reddened.

He pulled Ella closer to him, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Stop talking."

"No."

Ella's voice was soft, but firm.

"If you're going to say something, do it while you still can."

She raised her right hand, her fingertips pointing towards Si's cheek.

Cool fingertips touched Si's cheek, slowly sliding down the curve of her cheekbone to her jaw.

"Si, you're crying."

"no."

"That's a lie."

Ella's lips curved into a smile.

"I can feel it. It's wet."

Si sniffed, turned his head away, and rubbed his eyes hard with the back of his hand.

After wiping, he lowered his head and met Ella's gaze.

There was no regret in those red eyes.

There is only one kind of deep, tender satisfaction that makes your heart ache.

Si bent down and pressed his forehead against Ella's forehead.

The tips of their noses touched.

Their breaths mingled.

Ella closed her eyes and tiptoed slightly.

The lights outside the window blurred into a warm yellow halo.

The city's silhouette was swallowed by the night, leaving only the overlapping silhouettes of two people in the cockpit.

The two of them stayed together for a long time.

It went on for so long that the barrage of comments went from being a frenzy to the screen being completely blank.

So long that the number in the upper right corner of the screen dropped to single digits.

The two separated.

She opened her eyes, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

"manage."

"Um."

"I'm a little tired."

Her voice was broken and intermittent.

"Can I lean on you?"

Si did not answer, but gently pressed her head against his chest.

Ella's face was pressed against his heart, her ear close to that spot.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Si's heartbeat reached her ears, one beat at a time.

Ella smiled.

"So fast."

"Um."

"Is it because of me?"

"Um."

Ella buried her face even deeper.

The teddy bear slipped from her loosened fingers and rolled into the corner of the cabin.

Her right hand hung down, her five fingers slightly curled.

Her left hand was still clutching Si's clothes, but her strength was waning.

The top right corner of the official website.

The numbers jumped to the last five seconds.

5.

4.

3.

Si closed his eyes.

My whole body was shaking.

From my shoulders to my fingertips, every muscle was trembling, as if an electric current was coursing through my bones.

He opened his mouth.

The sound was squeezed out of the throat, hoarse, broken, and filled with a suppressed sob.

"I hope that one day..."

2.

"You can be with the one you love."

1.

"Reunion!"

0.

The countdown has reached zero.

Ella's left hand, which had been gripping the hem of his clothes, finally loosened its grip.

His fingers hung limply, resting on the cockpit armrests.

Those red eyes slowly closed, their eyelashes casting a thin shadow on their eyelids.

The corners of her mouth were still curved.

The bend was quiet and satisfying.

It felt like I was having a very, very long dream, one I didn't want to wake up from.

The temperature inside the cabin seemed to drop instantly.

Si held Ella's body, motionless.

a long time.

It took so long that the Ferris wheel began to descend.

It was so long that the city lights outside the window went out one by one.

So long that all that remained in the cockpit was the hum of gears meshing and a person's heavy breathing.

His tears dripped from his chin, falling onto Ella's silver-gray hair and leaving a small, dark stain.

The Ferris wheel has reached the bottom.

The cabin door was opened from the outside by staff.

The night breeze blew in.

Si carried Ella out of the cockpit.

The staff member saw the girl with her eyes closed in his arms, opened her mouth, but didn't ask anything.

Si walked out along the deserted amusement park path.

Footsteps echoed in the night.

The camera slowly pulls back from behind him.

The figure of a man holding a girl grows smaller and smaller.

The colorful arched sign at the amusement park entrance lit up behind him, and the neon lights flickered silently.

The screen went completely dark.

The ending theme started playing.

A gentle and sorrowful piano prelude slowly flowed out.

A clear, ethereal female voice, yet trembling slightly with barely suppressed emotion, began to sing.

There were no heart-wrenching screams in the song, only the utmost tenderness and longing, as if she were smiling through tears, softly expressing gratitude, love, and a final farewell.

Every note seems to caress the audience's broken heart, yet with each caress, the cracks are widened.

The lyrics seem tailor-made for Si and Ella.

It tells the story of the miracle of their encounter and the inevitable parting.

And that distant wish for you to be reunited with your loved ones.

Social media platforms around the world experienced access anomalies within the same second.

The servers couldn't handle the sudden surge in traffic and crashed one after another.

The forum is inaccessible. Weibo is not loading. The video website's bullet comment system is completely down.

The entire internet has fallen into a bizarre state of paralysis.

No one can send out the message, but everyone knows that at this moment, hundreds of millions of people are doing the same thing as them.

I silently shed tears while staring at a black screen.

Healing Animation Company.

Su Bai sat in the chair, the large screen in front of him had gone black.

Shen Qingyue sat beside her, her hand clutching a tissue into a ball of mush. The tear stains on her face had dried, only to be covered by new tears again and again.

She herself couldn't count how many times she cried.

The system panel automatically popped up in front of Su Bai.

The depression score is no longer displayed in the normal way.

The numbers are jumping wildly, refreshing every second.

A system notification sounded in my mind.

[Congratulations, host. You have successfully proven to the world that memory, not programming, is the true vessel of the soul.]

You have perfectly answered the question of what it means to be human, the question of what constitutes life as created beings.

Su Bai stared at the line of text for two seconds without reacting.

The next line appeared.

[The system has issued an epic philosophical quest.]

What is happiness in a world destined for destruction?

[Unlock the next stage of the story. What were you doing during the apocalypse? Are you free? Can you come and save us?]

Su Bai's gaze lingered on the last line of text.

Shen Qingyue wiped her face haphazardly with her sleeve and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"it's over?"

"The animation has ended."

Su Bai's voice was so calm that it didn't seem like he was talking about the tragedy of creating an animation that caused global server crashes.

"What about the next animated film?"

Su Bai did not answer immediately.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Ella's story teaches people the weight of memories."

He paused.

"Next, let them witness the weight of happiness at the ends of the earth."