The Love Imagination System

Section 156: The Meeting of Returns

Ever since waking up in her apartment room, Qingyi had suffered from quite a severe depression. He had trouble distinguishing and sorting out his memories.

Every time he slept, he often dreamed of being in the mansion, then when he woke up he would cry and mutter Baili Qingchen's name.

His colleagues who are also both editors swiftly take care of him all the time. He did not know where his friend had been for more than nine months and could not be reached.

Upon seeing his condition, he was so worried that he willingly stayed for a while to take care of Qingyi. As her friend did not improve, she took Qingyi to the hospital and checked her into a doctor.

However, she was very surprised when the doctor said that Qingyi should be referred to a gynecologist, because it seemed like there was a growing fetus in her womb.

Qingyi was immediately taken there and examined. As a result, she was positively pregnant.

Her colleague immediately speculated that during these nine months, Qingyi went with her lover and returned pregnant. He guessed his lover left Qingyi, which is why his partner became depressed.

In fact, Qingyi was not crazy at all. He had trouble distinguishing memories. Upon hearing that she was pregnant, she immediately recalled Yinghao's words.

The little panda was right, she was pregnant. Because Qingyi asked her to save Baili Qingchen and her baby, the fetus in her stomach was carried away to the real world.

His colleague was very worried and told him to go home to his parents. Qingyi's depression could have harmed the fetus in her stomach.

His partner couldn't look after him all the time. He eventually asked the publishing head for permission to let Qingyi recuperate.

“I'm fine. You no longer need to take care of me,” Qingyi said a few days after the examination.

“You sure? You're young pregnant and your condition is unstable. At least let me take care of you until you get better,” said his colleague who disagreed with Qingyi's expulsion.

His colleague looked doubtful, but Qingyi insisted on telling him to leave and there was no need to worry about him anymore.

Although her heart was still hurting and her memory was still randomly mixed, Qingyi tried to hold on. He must live well if he wants the baby in his stomach to be born safely.

Although the father of this baby was in another world that sounded unreal, but Qingyi would never get rid of him. Instead, he should take good care of her.

Every day, Qingyi would talk to him. He also often took walks outside to treat himself. In that world, he was so strong.

When he got to the real world, he had to be stronger. A good recovery can only be done by himself. He will heal the wound himself.

“You know? Your father was a man colder than the ice at the north and south poles. Every time he was angry, his sharp eyes would turn cold and piercing. He had thick eyebrows that curved like a rainbow, his jawline was firm and his face was white like a full moon. Ah, I think she is more suitable to be called beautiful instead of handsome,” Qingyi said one afternoon, as she sat on the balcony of her apartment while enjoying the twilight.

It felt different when he was enjoying an afternoon alone like this. While in the mansion, he always lay on the recliner and waited for the night while thinking about trouble.

Now, he was only able to enjoy it while trying to heal his own heart wounds.

“If you're a boy, don't inherit his cold nature. You just need to be strong and handsome, because I will protect you. If you're a girl, then you have to be as cunning as I am. Otherwise, no one will be able to protect you, because only you can do that.”

Five months later, Qingyi's condition had recovered. The depression he was experiencing was now healed. Although his memories were still often random, yet he was already used to dealing with them.

Qingyi even began to re-examine her work. He improved the script that made him have the story, finished it and intended to meet the author in person.

But the statement of the editor-in-chief was shocking.

“My favorite Charismatic Fantasy Queen, your work is very good. But, you need to know, the author of this script has canceled the publication of the script a few days ago.”

Just turn away Qingyi turned her head. Whahuh? The author has canceled the publication?

No, Qingyi couldn't allow that. He had worked hard to improve his script, even he had to enter the world and affect his entire life. If it was canceled just like that, all his efforts were in vain! Qingyi could not accept!

“Why?” tanyakanya.

“Oh, I must say too. The author experienced some things that made him not want to publish it again.”

The editor-in-chief said the original scriptwriter also disappeared for several months and could not be reached. Upon learning that Qingyi had disappeared and that the script had reached its deadline, the publisher's chief contacted the original author to ask for additional time.

Who would have thought the original author could not be contacted and disappeared for several months.

The new author could be contacted a few months ago and the situation was like a daze. A few days ago, she came to the office and wanted to cancel the publication of her story that Qingyi had been working on.

Because the author asked directly, the chief publisher immediately agreed to it and could not refuse.

Qingyi was not willing. He forced the chief publisher to call back the original author and he wanted to see him in person.

After negotiating for quite a while, the original author finally agreed to meet him in person. Getting this news, Qingyi was very grateful and would not miss the opportunity.

On the promised day, Qingyi then went to the agreed place to start the meeting. He left in his private car and was very careful. As her stomach began to bulge, her clothes became somewhat loose and closed.

Fifteen minutes later, Qingyi arrived at a restaurant on the outskirts of town. After parking his car, he got off and walked casually into the restaurant. For a few minutes he searched, then found a table suitable for talking on the second floor.

Now, just wait for the guy to come.

“Sorry, are you Miss Qingyi?”

Qingyi looked up as soon as a voice belonging to a man interrupted her. He was silent for a few seconds, trying to digest something he had just seen.

This man, why has the same face and voice as Baili Qingchen? But, he then shook his head dismissing all his strange thoughts.

No, it's not possible. Baili Qingchen is not here. The man is a character who is created in real life and exists in a different world.

This man only had his face and voice, but not his aura. Qingyi controlled herself, setting her heart and mind before she started talking.

The man nodded, then sat down before him.

“I heard Miss wants to talk about a script that I canceled publishing?”

“Ah, that's right. I happen to be responsible for the editing. Look,”

Qingyi then recounted the reason why she did not want the man to cancel the publication. He thinks the story is very good and interesting.

After being edited by him, he handed the manuscript to the man and told him to read it. He hoped that this man could reconsider the publication of his script that he had worked so hard to edit until his life was affected.

The man who wrote the script nodded while reading his edited work.

Then, he turned to look at Qingyi and said, “It does look good. But, sorry, Miss. I still won't publish it.”

“Why?”

“You may not know. Although it sounds absurd, but what I experienced was really a strange experience. Miss, I admit, ever since I handed this script over to your company, my life has started to unsettle.”

“Not quiet like what do you mean?”

The man then told me that since the script was submitted, he often had strange dreams. Until one day, he suddenly woke up in a very strange place, but also seemed familiar in his memory.

He said he was sucked into another world and had a very long dream. In fact, his family said that he disappeared and could not be contacted for more than nine months.

He felt that the dream was exactly the same as the story he had written, only unsure. It sounds like an illusion, but it feels real. When he woke up, he became dazed and his mental state was unstable.

The main reason why he did not want to publish the script was because he felt that the fragment of the story in the story was half the story of his life in the world.

Hearing that story, Qingyi really wished that this man was really Baili Qingchen. But when I think about it again, it's impossible.

Baili Qingchen was clearly a person who came from that world, born and blooded the original descendant of that world. Perhaps what this man experienced was just a coincidence and his story was very similar to what he experienced.

Qingyi sighed, feeling that it was in vain that she had come here. This man was quite stubborn and still did not want to change his decision.

Just as the man was about to leave, something fell out of his clothing pocket and clinked on the floor. Apparently, the thing that fell was a red jade pendant.

The locket broke into pieces. Qingyi helped the man pick him up. As their hands touched the same pendant shards, suddenly their heads throbbed and their ears buzzed.

A painful voice came, making the two instantly speechless and sitting on the floor.

Suddenly the hard-earned random memories were rearranged and sorted out by Qingyi broke apart. That memory made him depressed again.

He looked at the man, who was holding his head firmly. He looks in pain. Qingyi tried to help him, but her body was pushed.

“Ah! Goddamnit! This memory comes again to me!” said the man.

“Hey, are you okay?” qingyi asked worriedly.

Instead of replying, the man ignored her instead and continued muttering indistinctly. Among those hundreds of obscure words, Qingyi caught a sentence that made her heart skip a beat: “Liu Qingyi, when are you going to get out of my head?”

Qingyi was petrified instantly. Then, he held onto the man's shoulder and forced him to look at him. He wants to try, bet, whatever the outcome.

“Baili Qingchen, see me clearly!”

The man strangely directly obeyed and looked at Qingyi. His gaze grew deeper and deeper, as if all the random memories in his brain were beginning to rearrange into a fragment of the story.

The man blinked a few times, softly and unsure of his words, “You Liu Qingyi?”

Strange magical bin. Qingyi did not believe in magic or miracles, but what she experienced was completely real. This man before him was truly Baili Qingchen!

Qingyi could hardly believe it, but those eyes really belonged to her! His face, voice, story, everything really showed that he was indeed Baili Qingchen!

“Yes God! I can't believe this,” Qingyi said.

Baili Qingchen also shook her head in disbelief. No, it's impossible. That figure named Liu Qingyi, who became the Princess Empress was only in that dream and had left.

He looked at her meaningfully, looking further into her heart. This woman's face and voice were exactly the same, but somehow she was still hesitant.

He was afraid to dream again. In that world, he became someone else. If such a coincidence did exist, why did it come to him?

“You... What a Princess Empress?” baili Qingchen asked doubtfully.

Qingyi quickly nodded.

“A minute I leave you, have you forgotten me? Do you really not know thank you?”

It was only after hearing this sentence that Baili Qingchen was convinced. Alright, he will try to believe in miracles from now on.

He looked at her again and again, then smiled. Baili Qingchen directly hugged Qingyi tightly, as if she was afraid that if she took it off, this woman would disappear from her sight.

Qingyi returned the hug while shedding her tears.

“So, Mr King, do you still not want to publish this story?”

Hearing that, Baili Qingchen simply smiled and hugged her even tighter.