However, these factors are not enough to affect their lives.
The system did not specify how long they would stay here, so every day was precious to them.
Aside from dates, whenever Wen Hemian had something to do, Xie Lang would seize the opportunity to go to the library. Unlike ordinary college students, he had been an emperor for over ten years, and his will was very strong, so learning new knowledge was not difficult for him at all.
However, it seems that Xie Lang's motivation wasn't solely to learn new knowledge.
Wen Heming did not stop him from investigating these matters.
After finishing her work in the evening, Wen Hemian saw Xie Lang coming to pick her up with flowers, and smiled knowingly: "You seem to be in a good mood today?"
"Um."
Xie Lang handed her the flowers in his hand—a small bunch of daisies, not too heavy, but very delicate.
During my time in the modern world, I've learned quite a few ways to please people. The internet is a great tool for His Majesty the Emperor.
Wen Heming took the flowers and walked outside with him, guessing, "What did you see that made you happy?"
They arrived in a future world, a world beyond the control of the novel. There were some things Wen Hemian already knew, but she didn't tell Xie Lang.
This might be a pleasant surprise.
To be more accurate, Xie Lang didn't search online, but went to the library to find authoritative books from recent years and explored on his own.
A typical example of modern-day prioritizing distant over immediate needs.
Xie Lang nodded: "I can see them, but not many, that's enough."
Humans cannot see what has not yet happened; this is a rule of the world's consciousness. Even if they discover this truth, they still have to abide by the rules, only they certainly have more freedom than ordinary people.
Xie Lang could deduce what he wanted from this.
"How is it compared to what you expected?"
Wen Hemian asked him.
"Much better... or rather, I never imagined it would turn out this way."
Xie Lang squeezed her hand: "This is something we created."
Such a dramatic reversal of fortune would be almost impossible in later generations, yet they managed to do it.
“Yes, that’s right.” Wen Hemian agreed, but then looked a little melancholy. “It’s just that I’ll be busy for many years after I go back, and I don’t know when Aying will be able to take over your position.”
When talking about his daughter, Wen Hemian's expression softened a little.
The little dumpling had only been talking for a short time. Before they came here, Xie Lang was very troubled by this. Now that they had been separated for a long time, he missed them very much.
Don't worry, but I will miss you.
Xie Lang narrowed his eyes: "Soon."
Even for the sake of her and Wen Hemian's future happiness, she had to raise their daughter as soon as possible.
"You're not allowed to exploit child labor." Wen Hemian gave him a warning look. "You may not feel sorry for him, but I do."
"No." Xie Lang gave an awkward smile, temporarily suppressing his thoughts.
Wen Hemian didn't pursue the matter further with him, but instead said, "Since you've seen it, don't think too much about it. Since things turned out the way we wanted, that's enough."
"I know."
Xie Lang was sensitive, and Wen Hemian allowed him to investigate, mainly to put his mind at ease, since nothing was more real than seeing it with one's own eyes.
As night fell, the shadows of the two were cast long by the streetlights.
...
For the next six months or so, the system showed no sign of wanting to recall them.
From the height of summer to the depths of winter, it only takes a blink of an eye.
Xie Lang did well in every course and, unsurprisingly, did not fail any. Wen Hemian, on the other hand, completed a new project with her teacher and was able to relax during the New Year.
Perhaps to reduce the workload, the system didn't arrange for any extra relatives or friends to visit them, so the two of them spent the New Year together.
Besides buying and pasting Spring Festival couplets, they also decorated their home to be more festive. Xie Lang was in charge of cooking, while Wen Hemian was putting the finishing touches on her thesis on the computer.
After saving and closing, seeing that Xie Lang was still busy, she decided to browse the school forum website again, where students from Peking University would post some interesting discussions in their spare time.
For some reason, Wen Hemian burst out laughing. She then scrolled down with her mouse and slowly read through all the discussions.
The smile in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Xie Lang saw this scene when he brought the dishes out.
He smiled and placed the plate on the table. He tiptoed behind Wen Heming and pinched her shoulder: "Did you see something interesting?"
"A forum post." Wen Hemian closed the page, shut down her laptop, and looked up at him. "Let's eat first, and I'll tell you about it later."
Xie Lang also felt that eating was more important, so he pulled Wen Hemian up and said, "Come on, try my new dish."
Back in Dazhao, Xie Lang could cook, though his skills weren't particularly good. But after coming here, he cooked more often and became more proficient.
"It tastes good."
Wen Hemian treated everyone equally, tasting a little of each dish, and then smiled: "If we really can't go back for the time being, and if we ever run into trouble, Your Majesty can still become a chef."
Xie Lang refused: "I don't cook for others."
They actually have some principles.
Wen Hemian didn't force him to break his principles, and as they talked, they moved on to another topic.
"Since it's Chinese New Year, we don't need to visit relatives and friends. Why don't we go on a trip?"
The weekend was too short, so they could only explore the surrounding area and couldn't go anywhere too far. Speaking of which, Xie Lang had never been on a plane before.
Xie Lang's curiosity about this world mostly stemmed from Wen Hemian, so he naturally listened to her and said, "Okay."
"No matter what I say, it's fine." Wen Heming lowered her eyes, slowly stirred the soup in the bowl, and said in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty, you should also go and see this beautiful land. Not for me, but for yourself."
...
no sooner said than done.
During the rest of the holiday, Wen Hemian took Xie Lang to many places. Fortunately, Xie Lang had all the necessary documents, so they were not hindered from going anywhere.
The landscape was vast and completely different from what they had seen before.
But their greatest fortune is that they can see the world a thousand years in the future; this is a gift from the system.
At the end of the journey, of course, we had to visit the place where they used to live.
Nearly a thousand years have passed, and the place has undergone many changes, but it has been fortunate enough to be preserved. Now it has become a museum, which is often visited by tourists, and what is being told is their story.
"This feeling is wonderful."
The words came from Xie Lang's mouth.
People come and go in the museum, and as tourists pass by, it feels more like a crossover of two different times.
This place felt familiar, yet it wasn't the place they knew.
They stood here just a thousand years ago.
“It’s truly amazing.” Wen Hemian looked at the mural on the wall with delight, as if she were admiring it, or perhaps looking at the person on the other side through the painting. “Having seen it, there’s no regret.”
"yes."
Xie Lang smiled and tightened his grip on her hand.
"I have no regrets."
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