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The Snow Mastiff gradually quieted down under Old William's gentle caress.
Lilian, however, was already hoarse, her legs giving way as she collapsed weakly in front of the window.
She gasped for breath, her hair disheveled and sticking to her sweaty cheeks.
"Poor little Chinese girl, I told you, William is no longer in this world. His grave is by the creek behind the villa; that is an unchangeable fact."
Old William's voice was deep and hoarse, filled with endless sorrow. "I often hope for his soul to return, but is there really such a thing as a soul in this world? God took him away, taking his soul along with him. Forget about him, just like I have. Try to imagine him still soaring through space, living out his dream of exploration. He was my son, but he was also a son of the United States of America, sacrificing his life for the nation's cause—a rare honor..."
Suddenly, Old William's words were interrupted by the crisp sound of fingers tapping on a black laptop keyboard, as if an invisible hand were swiftly dancing across the keys.
Moments later, a line of text appeared on Lilian's own computer screen: "Lilian, how are you?"
Both Lilian and Old William gasped in unison, "Ah!"
The keyboard continued to clatter away, and more text flowed onto the screen: "Lilian, I am William, Kankasim William. Welcome to my home. I know everything before you is hard to explain, but please believe me; I mean no harm. I hope you can understand my predicament."
Old William shouted in excitement, "Oh God, it's William! It's my son—"
Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Seeing this, Lilian felt a surge of panic and immediately rushed to the computer desk. She stared at the seemingly ordinary laptop in front of her, completely bewildered and unable to discern whether the voice belonged to a real person or a ghost.
She stretched out her trembling fingers, trying to touch the invisible hand that seemed to be dancing on the keyboard. However, she could only find dejectedly that in the end she could not touch anything, and her fingertips only touched the cold air. "Lillian, if you still believe in me and still want to see me, take the silver SilverPass in the first drawer on the left, call the number on it, and just say you want to see Kankasim William, and someone will come to pick you up. I'm waiting for you at any time, just like I'm waiting for you on QQ every day. But I can't guarantee that when you see the real 'me', you won't find it hard to accept the reality. Because all the beautiful imaginations from the Internet will be gorgeous bubbles that can't withstand touch. Once punctured, you will find that the other side is so cruel..." "Lillian, you have a second choice, which is to turn around immediately, leave the villa, leave Las Vegas, go back to China, and completely forget Kankasim William and the beautiful encounter we met through the Internet. In the end, you and I are just the 'Electronic Lover' that we luckily met with the help of the electronic digital stream of consciousness but can never really touch..." "Lillian, whether you are willing to write this relationship into your memory or not, I will always be waiting for you in the electronic world of the Internet..." These words appeared on Lillian's computer screen one after another. As she read, Lillian's tears flowed out silently and crazily. In her feeling, the words that came into her eyes seemed to be the eulogy of a love memorial service, cruel and cold, cutting off her full of longing when she hurried to Las Vegas. With the appearance of the last ellipsis, William's computer screen went dark, and then the power went out with a "beep". No matter how Lillian operated it, it could never be restarted.
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