?

...There are so many people in this world, how lucky I am to have "us".

These dawns and dusks in this long destiny often make me gaze into the distance, lost in thought...

A few frames from the past flash by in the evening breeze; have they vanished in the rush of time, spinning away...?

You walk towards me in the distant light, bathed in sunshine...

Zhuang Yan was awakened by a song. The melodious song was accompanied by Lu Yan's humming. When Zhuang Yan opened his eyes, he saw Lu Yan. At this moment, he was resting his head on Lu Yan's soft legs.

"woke up?"

"Hmm, have I been sleeping for a long time?"

"It was only forty minutes. I saw you were too tired, so I took you out of the hot spring pool. You were sleeping too soundly. If you hadn't been talking in your sleep, I would have called an ambulance."

Only forty minutes? It felt like ten years had passed in his dream. In those ten years, he watched Lu Yan's busy figure under the night lights, watched her long, black hair turn whiter, watched her back gradually bend, watched her put on her first pair of reading glasses, watched the wrinkles on her face increase...

I watched her shed tears looking at his photo, watched her pick up a paintbrush and start drawing his portrait, watched her pour out her heart to his urn in her helplessness and torment, telling him about the good deeds she had recently done...

He longed to hug her, but he couldn't get close enough, and could only anxiously stomp his feet from a distance.

Zhuang Yan asked, "What did I say in my sleep?"

“You said, Lu Yan, stop and rest for a bit, don’t tire yourself out…” Lu Yan couldn’t help but laugh when she thought of Zhuang Yan’s anxious, sleep-talking manner with his eyes closed. “You’re usually busier than me and do more things than me, when have I ever been tired? Look how anxious you are, you’re even sweating on your forehead.”

She reached out and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, her eyes filled with longing for this man.

Zhuang Yan recalled the scene in his dream, and his heart felt heavy. In his previous life, he and Lu Yan missed each other. In his world, she was just a passerby in his life.

After his death, it was she who arranged his funeral, and it was also she who prayed for this life for him.

It turns out that there really is someone who will silently love you for many years, trying time and time again to save you from suffering in a time and space you cannot see.

Zhuang Yan turned over, using Lu Yan's legs as a pillow, and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

"Lu Yan, I love you."

I know you love me.

"I know you know, but I still want to say it, I can't say it enough, I love you."

"Then tell me, I'm happy to listen."

"I love you... I love you... I love you, and thank you, you've worked so hard..."

Lu Yan closed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. She reached out and gently stroked Zhuang Yan's hair, a gentle breeze caressing her cheek. Everything was just right.

After a long pause, Zhuang Yan said in a low voice, "If you hadn't met me when you were 15, would you have fallen in love with me?"

“Yes, I will.” Lu Yan said without hesitation, “There is a magnetic field between people. Some people can never become close no matter how long they have known each other, while others can become friends at first sight. The same goes for lovers. So even if I hadn’t met you at 24 when I was 15, I think I would have been attracted to you and fallen in love with you at first sight. It is fate and a miracle that we met and fell in love on this vast planet.”

So why bother about how Lu Yan fell in love with him in the previous life? All he needs to know is that she loves him very much.

Fortunately, a miracle happened that allowed him to start over, so that he didn't miss Lu Yan and could love her for the rest of his life.

"It's September, the osmanthus flowers will be in bloom soon. Would you like some osmanthus cake?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"You can also make osmanthus cake?"

“My grandma did it, and she can also brew osmanthus wine.”

"Speaking of which, I met your grandmother when I was very young. Have I told you about it?"

Zhuang Yan immediately sat up, and the two looked at each other in bewilderment: "When did you tell me that?"

“Oh, I forgot. It was when I was five years old,” Lu Yan said slowly. “I met her in the cemetery. If it weren’t for her, I probably would have been kidnapped. She carried me to the police station. Oh, and she gave me two pieces of candy... I think they were osmanthus cakes... She told me that she had a grandson who was three years younger than me. Her grandson had a red mole on the back of his neck and was incredibly cute... I really wanted to see her grandson back then.”

...

It's Mid-Autumn Festival again. Zhuang Yan made osmanthus cake for the first time, and the family of three went to the cemetery during the holiday.

After burning many paper money and ingots, little Zhuang Yi obediently knelt on the ground and called out "Grandma" in her childish voice.

Lu Yan also knelt on the ground, looking at the old woman's photo on the tombstone. Over the years she and Zhuang Yan had been together, they would take time every year to pay their respects. And each time, she would kneel down devoutly to thank her grandmother for saving her back then and for raising Zhuang Yan to adulthood so that they could meet and fall in love smoothly.

Lu Yan kowtowed three times and slowly stood up. Zhuang Yan gently wiped the dust off her forehead, and her son Zhuang Yi helped her brush the mud off her pants.

Afterwards, Lu Yan led the father and son away slowly, while Butterfly quietly followed them, listening to them humming a song.

"There are so many people in this world, how lucky I am to have 'us'..."

...

Ten years later, Gu Qian was released from prison. So much had changed in those ten years. Looking at the tall buildings around him, he felt like a stinking rat that had crawled out of a gutter. The sunlight stung his eyes, and he walked forward timidly, leaning against the street wall.

His legs were crippled in prison, four of the ten fingers on his hands were cut off, and his hands were mangled. In addition, he suffered a lot of inhuman torture.

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