Confronted by the warm invitation of the young man known as “Hector”, Anne responded with enthusiasm, grinning, “Well, in that case, we won’t stand on ceremony with you!”

Hector chuckled, “No need for formalities! We’re all kindred spirits from across the land. Looking out for one another is just part of our tight-knit bond.”

Curiosity sparking, he inquired, “So, my friend, what might your name be?”

As Anne began to answer, Maria interjected with a teasing smile, “My dear here is named Clark, Robert Clark to be precise. You can call him Bobby for short.” Keeping a low profile was essential, and using her real name, Maria, would certainly ring bells.

But Anne was taken aback by her choice of pseudonym. He mused, “Bobby? Makes me sound like a local barber.”

Maria, eager to introduce herself, spoke up, “I go by Kathrine Boneng, or just Kate for close friends.”

Acknowledging the introduction, Hector beamed, “Bobby, Kate, welcome to our little troupe of ‘Southern Yunnan Wanderers’. We began our journey as strangers, bonding over our shared love for hiking, and now, here we stand as one.”

Taking a deep breath, he continued, “For formalities, my real name is Blythe. It translates to ‘happy’, but it does sound a tad effeminate. So, most just call me Hector.” He then affectionately wrapped an arm around a young woman beside him, “This radiant lady here is my girlfriend, Shiann. A brilliant mind from Tsinghua University. Our paths crossed during a hike, and the rest, as they say, is history.”

Once introductions had been exchanged, Hector generously offered, “Bobby, you seem new to this hiking and camping deal. Need a hand setting up your tent?”

Anne waved him off politely, “Appreciate the offer, but I’ll manage. Thank you.”

need to

souls saw him as a new friend, he needed them for cover, a

embraced Anne and Maria with open

curiosity. “Hector, are you still in

smiled, “Still a student, actually. Spent some time in the US.

of us here are students. Some from the US, a few from Tsinghua University, and others from

responded, playfully exaggerated, “High school sweethearts we were, too busy with romance and not with books. So, we ended

amusement. Inside her mind, she couldn’t help but think, “Oh, the

was simple. By downplaying their educational background, they would divert any

he’d anticipated, the group steered clear of academic queries, showing

university’s name doesn’t

dreams of Harvard post-graduation. Just as I secured a spot at Harvard, life threw a curveball. I was diagnosed with a glioma, inoperable

Maria whispered, “You have a

“Rare as it is, fate had it

“Our tales align. Diagnosed with advanced small cell lung cancer despite

a soft determination in her voice, her words brimming with empathy. “Advanced small cell lung cancer doesn’t spell the end. With radiotherapy and chemotherapy, Coupled with targeted

way from the United States to China, driven by the potential promise of the Oracle Healing Salve Pill. It’s reputed to work wonders on nearly every kind of cancer. My doctors encouraged me to take part in Oracle Pharmaceutical’s clinical trial. Though, to be honest,” he

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255