Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!

Chapter 1005 - 502: True Dimensionality Reduction Strike (2)

Throughout this journey, Liu Runxi has never sought to stand out or overshadow others. He has always been calm and composed, never possessing the domineering air of a strong figure.

Thus, on a misty morning, in a noisy and chaotic breakfast shop, on such an ordinary morning, the words casually spoken by a young man turned out to be a conclusion she had arduously explored for a long, long time as the one equipped with the system.

Only at this moment did she truly realize how extraordinarily extraordinary this young man before her was.

Liu Runxi seemed to notice Shen You’an’s shock. He smiled gently and took out a tissue, raising his hand to carefully wipe away the paste on Shen You’an’s lips.

"So you can enter Professor Na’s lab; it will be beneficial for you. As for Professor Seth, having me is enough."

Shen You’an suddenly came back to her senses, as if stumbling into the young man’s eyes in a daze.

In his eyes lies an entire universe, vast and infinite, yet embracing all things.

It made Shen You’an feel a genuine sense of reassurance.

As long as he is there, any problem seems to be easily resolved.

That uncomfortable feeling returned again, and Shen You’an’s breath quickened slightly as she awkwardly diverted her gaze.

"You... you love biomedical science. Why are you accompanying me to delve into space-time physics? You must understand this might be a lifetime of futile research."

Shen You’an thought of Liu Runxi from her past life, whom she did not know nor had ever met. In that timeline, did Liu Runxi dedicate himself to biomedical research and become a top-notch scientist? Or did he move towards clinical practice, becoming a revered angel in white, saving lives?

Perhaps it was the butterfly effect of her rebirth that led Liu Runxi down a completely different path—a more arduous and hope-dimmed path.

The boy’s clear and gentle voice rang in her ears: "Whether it’s biomedical science or space-time physics, it matters not to me; they’re the same."

This is the confidence of a genius. Indeed, regardless of the research direction chosen, to a genius mind, all paths converge.

"But I think if you have like-minded friends to walk with you, even the loneliest path becomes interesting."

Like-minded friends...

Shen You’an’s heartstrings gently plucked.

She looked up to meet the young man’s mild but all-seeing gaze.

"You want to go back and make up for regrets—that’s almost your life’s obsession. But living is about having obsessions; otherwise, what’s the point of this long life? So, let me accompany you down this path."

The young man’s eyes were so tender that she’d almost forgotten the fear of having her thoughts seen through.

Her eyes suddenly felt sore; after walking alone for so long, it turned out there truly was someone in this world who knew her and understood her, and was willing to walk with her.

To have a true friend in life is such an honor.

"But I have one condition."

The tears in Shen You’an’s eyes were pushed back by these words.

Indeed, there’s no free lunch in this world—how foolish she’d been to feel moved.

The young man smiled slightly, his eyes seeming to hold an entire galaxy.

"If one day you return to the past, please be sure to find a little boy named Liu Runxi, give him a hug, and tell him you’re doing well, please continue to persist."

Shen You’an was startled for a moment, witnessing a fleeting fragility in this seemingly strong and impeccably perfect young man.

Perhaps every person’s childhood harbors inexplicable pain and shadows.

Even someone as wise and strong as Liu Runxi is no exception.

Shen You’an now just wanted to give him a hug, but she held back.

"Alright, I promise you."

Liu Runxi curled his lips and lowered his gaze, taking a bite of a bun.

Then in that timeline, he could meet you a little earlier.

For someone precocious, living is actually a kind of torment.

He grasped this truth from a very young age.

Without obsessions in life, one falls into a sense of emptiness, rendering everything meaningless.

Even indulging in some addiction, whether it’s playing games or behaving poorly by smoking, the moment one is hooked, there’s a pronounced feeling of being alive, despite societal views deeming it as depravity.

He once fell into darkness, then crawled out bit by bit, until encountering that bright hue, making his dead heart beat again.

From then on, that color, that smile, and that person became his obsession.

He gained emotions, feeling happy for a smile, excited for a sentence, and even tense or jealous because of her attitude towards others.

If emotions were a palette, then his world would be colorful.