Epilogue
Fu Yanan was not dead.
He had been rescued by his former comrades and his body had been reconstructed with mechanical parts.
The whole process had been kept secret from everyone.
He looked at me apologetically as I cried. "I'm sorry. I have too many enemies. I couldn't reveal my whereabouts."
I cried because he had come back to life and because in every dream I had felt guilty and tried to save him, only to wake up clutching nothing but air.
By the time the other two arrived at my house, I had already calmed down.
Zhou Zilang looked at his old friend with tears in his eyes.
"I knew you wouldn't die. You're the God of War."
Shang Xu frowned. "Sigh, another rival."
I pinched him. "What nonsense are you saying!"
Blushing, I ran to the kitchen.
"Tonight this professor will cook personally to celebrate this memorable day!"
All three of them crowded into the kitchen.
"Ji Shutong, let me help you!"
"No need. You should go back and handle official business!"
"I have mechanical hands. No one is better at using a knife than me!"
Watching the three men squeezed together in a mess, I couldn't help but smile.
(End)