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When the first ray of dawn gently seeped through the crack in the curtains into Linya's bedroom, she woke from a dream filled with the Ruo Shu. The sheets bore the marks of her restless tossing and turning, evidence of her struggle to fall asleep the night before. Today was the day she would bid farewell to the Ruo Shu, a decision that weighed heavily on her heart.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Linya took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. Her eyes held a mix of reluctance and sadness, her fingers unconsciously tracing the sheets as if trying to hold onto every moment spent with the Ruo Shu.
" Ruo Shu..." she called softly, her voice trembling.
The figure of Ruo Shu slowly appeared in the room, his expression gentle, his eyes filled with deep affection for Linya. " Linya, I'm here."
Linya looked up at the Ruo Shu with a complex emotion in her eyes. "You know, right? Today... we have to..."
The Ruo Shu nodded, his voice calm and comforting. "Yes, Linya, I know. This is to allow my soul to be released, so that I can go to a more peaceful place."
Linya's throat seemed to be blocked by something, she struggled to swallow her emotions, but tears uncontrollably fell from the corners of her eyes: "But I... I really don't want you to leave, Ruo Shu. Without you, what will this world be like for me?"
Ruo Shu gently looked at Linya, his face filled with sadness but also with a sense of relief: "Linya, I will always be in your heart. The time we spent together, our laughter and tears, will all become the most beautiful memories of your life. And you, you are my light, the one who made me feel warmth and love in my final days."
Linya took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sorrow in her heart. She looked firmly at the Ruo Shu: "So, let's complete this final journey together, for your liberation, and for the beauty we once had."
The Ruo Shu smiled gratefully at Linya and nodded.
Murong and Bihua arrived as planned, bringing the necessary magical tools and formation diagrams to prepare for the curse-lifting ritual in Linya's living room. Both of them appeared particularly serious, fully aware of the importance and solemnity of the upcoming ritual.
The living room of Linya's house quickly transformed into a mysterious ritual site. The magical tools and formation diagrams brought by Murong were carefully selected, each emitting ancient and powerful energy. Bihua also brought some assisting spices and talismans to enhance the effectiveness of the ritual.
Linya stood in the center of the prepared formation, wearing a white sweater that appeared exceptionally clean under the soft light, and light blue jeans that made her look more resilient. She tightly held an exquisite talisman prepared specifically for this ceremony by Murong. Although her movements were firm, her expression occasionally revealed confusion and unease, allowing everyone present to sense her inner struggle.
Ruo Shu stood quietly by the window, watching the preparations inside through the glass. Although his figure was transparent, his deep eyes were full of emotion. As he watched Linya busily working for him, his heart was filled with complex emotions, anticipating the upcoming relief while also feeling reluctant to part with Linya.
Murong is earnestly guiding Linya and Bihua in arranging the formation. His tone is serious, showing the importance he places on this ceremony. "Remember, every detail is crucial. We cannot afford any mistakes," he says while demonstrating the correct placement of the instruments.
Bihua is assisting on the side, her gentle and patient demeanor bringing a touch of tranquility to the tense atmosphere. When Linya's movements seem clumsy, Bihua gently steps forward to help, using her soothing voice to comfort, "Don't worry, Linya, we are all here for you. Everything will go smoothly."
During the process of arranging the formation, Murong and Bihua exchanged glances from time to time, and the tacit understanding and trust between them made Linya feel at ease. Although her heart was still filled with complex emotions, Linya knew that she was not alone. At this critical moment, she had the support of Murong and Bihua, and the quiet company of the Ruo Shu.
As the final artifact was carefully placed in position, the entire formation was finally completed. Linya took a deep breath and looked at the Ruo Shu, her eyes shimmering with reluctance, while the Ruo Shu responded to her with his gentle gaze, silently telling her that no matter the outcome, they would always be in each other's hearts.
When everything was ready, Linya stood in the center of the formation, taking a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. Ruo Shu walked slowly towards her, their eyes met, filled with deep reluctance and gratitude.
"Linya, thank you, thank you for everything you have given me, thank you for accompanying me through this journey," Ruo Shu said, with a gentle and firm voice.
Linya struggled to control her emotions, her voice choked with emotion: " Ruo Shu, meeting you is my fortune, being able to help you is the most beautiful thing in my life. Please remember, no matter where you go, you will always have a place in my heart."
Linya's living room was surrounded by ancient and mysterious runes, the air filled with a solemn atmosphere of impending farewell. Murong and Bihua, two old friends, had serious and focused expressions as they held ancient artifacts, preparing to initiate this important ritual.
Linya was wearing a soft white sweater, creating a sharp contrast with the light blue jeans. Her long hair fell casually over her shoulders, giving her a natural and unpretentious look. Although her face carried a determined smile, her bright eyes occasionally revealed subtle signs of confusion and unease, which she couldn't conceal beneath her strong exterior.
Standing by the window, Ruo Shu appeared even more delicate and transparent in the moonlight. His gentle gaze was fixed on Linya, as if he wanted to give her all his love and support.
At the command of Murong, the ceremony officially began. Bihua softly chanted ancient spells, and as her voice echoed, the circle of runes began to emit a soft light, enveloping the entire room in a sacred and solemn atmosphere.
Linya stood in the center of the light, her shadow gradually merging with the Ruo Shu, as if at that moment, their souls were truly drawing closer. As the light intensified, the form of Ruo Shu began to blur, and Linya couldn't help but rush towards him, embracing him tightly.
Tears welled up in Linya's eyes, but she tried to make her voice sound strong: " Ruo Shu, you are the most beautiful encounter of my life, and I will treasure this memory forever."
The voice of Ruo Shu was like a distant wind chime, gentle yet powerful: "Linya, thank you. Because of you, my soul has found peace. Please remember, our story will never end; it will live on in your heart forever."
In the end, when the light reached its peak, the figure of Ruo Shu disappeared in the brilliance. Linya still maintained the embrace, although it was empty, but on her face, there was the most radiant smile, which was the most beautiful gift she gave to Ruo Shu at the last moment so that he wouldn't worry.
The room returned to calmness, Murong and Bihua stood quietly on the side, their eyes filled with respect and admiration.
As the last glimmer faded, the living room fell into a deep silence. Linya slowly knelt to the ground, her hands weakly bracing against the cold floor. Tears silently streamed down her determined cheeks, falling to the ground with a faint sound.
Mourong and Bihua stood nearby, their faces filled with sorrow and reluctance. They exchanged a glance and chose to remain silent, for in this moment, any words would seem superfluous.
Linya looked up, her eyes filled with a hazy and painful expression. She tried hard to suppress her emotions, but the longing surged like a flood, making it impossible for her to control herself. Her voice finally broke, choked with sobs: " Ruo Shu, have you really left? Leaving me all alone..."
Her crying gradually became more and more mournful, each sob seemed to express her deep attachment to Ruo Shu. Linya's tears wet the floor, her shoulders trembling incessantly, as if the pain was tearing her apart.
Murong stepped forward and gently placed his hand on Linya's shoulder, his voice low and comforting: "Linya, the departure of Ruo Shu marks the beginning of his soul's freedom. He wouldn't want to see you in such pain."
Bihua also crouched beside Linya, tenderly wiping away the tears from her face, her voice soft and full of love: "Darling, Ruo Shu will never leave your heart. The love and memories he has given you will be the strength for your journey ahead."
Line Biting her lip, trying to hold back her tears, she lifted her head, the tears in her eyes shimmering faintly in the lamplight. She took a deep breath and finally managed to force a smile, a smile tinged with pain, but more so with love for the Ruo Shu: "You're right, the Ruo Shu would want to see me strong. I will remember everything it has given me and continue forward."
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