?Chapter 672:


    As the sun dipped below the horizon, the two of them strolled barefoot along the shoreline, letting the waves sweep over their feet.


    For a moment, it felt like the water could wash away all their pain—all their worries, fears, and even the inescapable truth of Jeffrey’s illness.


    The sky stretched wide in a brilliant shade of blue, the sea mirroring its vastness until the two blended seamlessly into one.


    Rachel turned to Jeffrey and waved him over.


    “Rachel, what is it?”


    She pulled out her phone, adjusting the selfie stick. “Let’s take a picture! One at every stop we visit.”


    “Of course.”


    In the frame, their faces lit up withughter.


    In that instant, nothing else existed—no sickness, no goodbyes, only the unfiltered joy of the moment.


    They weren’t trying to escape the inevitable. They were choosing to fill their time with something beautiful.


    They wanted to leave behind happiness, not sorrow.


    At their second stop, Rachel stumbled upon a secret about Jeffrey—something he had kept hidden from her all these years.


    To secure the best view of the g-raising ceremony—a moment of profound patriotism—they made a firm decision to wake up early.


    As the horizon gradually brightened, the first traces of sunlight creeping in, the ceremony was about to begin.


    Like the countless others gathered, they were swept up in the electrifying energy of the crowd.


    As the national anthem echoed through the air and the g slowly ascended, voices rose in unison, singing with unwavering pride. Everyone stood tall, their gazes fixed on the g.


    The banner soared higher, rising in harmony with the morning sun.


    Jeffrey’s eyes remained locked on it, unmoving.


    He held his stance long after the ceremony ended, his breath unsteady as emotion swelled within him. Tears welled up, spilling over in silent streams.


    “Rachel… did you know?” His voice was thick with longing. “My biggest dream was to be a soldier, to serve my country. I won’t get that chance in this life… but maybe in the next, I’ll get to protect my homnd.”


    Rachel gently ced her hands on Jeffrey’s shoulders, her grip firm and steady. “You will definitely make it happen in your next life.”


    In their next life, she would make sure they became two of the happiest people on earth. They would have aplete family with loving parents and healthy bodies.


    Then came their third stop.


    Then their fourth.


    Over the course of half a month, they managed to visit many ces. In each location, Rachel would make a point of snapping a selfie of the two of them.


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