...

I found a comfortable spot to sit down, then looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. If this state could continue forever, without the distinction between day and night, and without anyone disturbing me, then this would be my paradise.

A moment later, I took my phone out of my pocket and found the contact information for the homeowner in Nanjing. I should call her; I felt it was necessary to let her know why I was going to see her, so that we could both be psychologically prepared when we actually met.

I silently repeated Chen Yi's name in my mind to reinforce my memory, so that I wouldn't be rude to her when the call connected because I couldn't remember her name.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I knew that the first call was very important, so I had to make a very good first impression.

...

The call was answered, and the other person spoke first, asking, "Hello, who is this?"

I was a little surprised because, judging from the voice, the other person was clearly an elderly woman, which was different from what I had originally imagined.

"Um...excuse me, are you Ms. Chen Yi?"

"I'm not... I'm her mother. What do you need?"

I paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Hello, Auntie... I learned through a friend that your daughter bought six shops in Jiulongju, Dali. I'm interested in renting and operating these shops... Would it be convenient for you to give your daughter your phone number? I'd like to discuss this with her in detail."

"I'm sorry, she has already gone abroad."

"...Could you give me her phone number from overseas...? It's a win-win situation..."

The other person interrupted me, saying, "She went abroad to recuperate...it's not convenient for her to be disturbed...please don't call again."

“Auntie…please don’t hang up yet…If it’s inconvenient for her to go abroad, you can authorize it on her behalf…I’m really sincere in wanting to increase the value of her shops…”

Before I could finish speaking, the other party had already hung up the phone.

I was lost in thought for a while, and then my heart sank again... It seems like the Jiulongju project is really over!

I lay heavily on the ground, my mind completely blank.

For a long, long time, my inner will to survive was awakened again...

I sat up and heard a bell ring; the children were leaving school... They rushed out of the school, waving their schoolbags and playing around.

I watched them, mesmerized...

I don't know where they'll go next after leaving school, but at least they're happy right now, under the setting sun, just as Wang Lei hoped. It seems that the meaning of all the light in this world is for their sunflower-like smiling faces.

I had to capture this moment... I ran back to my car, took out the tablet computer that Wang Lei had left behind from my backpack, and finally captured everything on camera.

If Wang Lei could see this, it would be the best comfort for her...

...

The children came and went in waves, and as dusk fell, everything returned to calm. But the wind blew harder, stirring the newly sprouting trees beside me and my sorrowful and lost heart.

I closed my eyes and swallowed...

My phone rang again. It's amazing that someone would still think of me on such a twilight day... But I didn't want to open my eyes and look at the world that was about to be shrouded in night.

I held the phone in one hand and then held it high above my head against the wind.

The song "Blooming," which I had set as my ringtone, drifted away on the wind, until it reached that land that had been ravaged by disaster...

"Let's do it again, dance together in the abyss; forget some regrets, forget some helplessness; let's kiss again, in this very moment; through all pain, through all hurt... Let's love again, travel through the Milky Way; forget some sorrows, forget some confusion; let's embrace again, in this very moment, with all our madness, with all our courage, in this radiant instant; my heart quietly blossoms, and in this instant of blossoming, it burns like wild grass, and in this instant of burning, my heart quietly blossoms..."

...

After a brief pause, the bell rang again... even more persistently than before.

I was persistent, persistently refusing to answer the call or hang up...

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