People always slowly understand a lot after they leave and lose something. It is not just because of the loss, but because they lost more during the period of loss, so they realize how precious what they lost was.
Eight years was enough time for her, who had lived a repressed and negative life, to understand what she wanted and what she should do.
A person with her personality would never regret returning to this world, because it was those eight years of experience that made her understand what responsibility and family affection are; but she would also never regret staying in that world for eight years, because there she had seen the courage of the soldiers when they were on the verge of death, and their heroism in defending their country.
There, she met the most outstanding man in the world.
And there, she experienced the most unforgettable love.
She missed him very much. Every time she closed her eyes at night, she would think of Jiang Yi's face. The piece of letter was pressed by her bedside, reminding her that everything was not just a dream.
She successfully left there. Little A pretended to be dead for many days and was finally brought back to Yan Yiming's presence.
It was not too different from what Yan Yiming had imagined. The programmer was skinny as a stick, with a pair of glasses on his nose. He didn't look handsome at all, and his hesitant look was even a bit embarrassing.
The deception at the beginning caused her to stay in that world for many more years. Xiao A didn't dare to mention these things to Yan Yiming at all. She had already suffered a loss in the first place, and then she found out that Yan Yiming seemed to have a lot of wealth behind him and could directly ask the boss to hand him over, which made everyone tremble with fear.
Little A recalled the scene when she had quarreled with Yan Yiming, saying that she was ugly and that she was jealous of the heroine. Suddenly, she felt ashamed to slap herself in the face.
The results of the system evaluation clearly told him how well Yan Yiming's strategy was completed.
At the beginning, she had only promised Yan Yiming that if he could complete the strategy, she could change the plot and ending of the game by herself, but now she couldn't help but start to worry whether she could keep this job.
Although he gets scolded every day, the salary is really not low. Little A has a sad face and has started thinking about where to find a job in the future.
Yan Yiming admired Xiao A's timid look and laughed without mercy.
Little A's face turned paler.
Yan Yiming thought to himself that it was really unexpected that Xiao A, who had been so blatant against her at the beginning, actually turned out to be like this behind the scenes. Yan Yiming was extremely disappointed and even lost the intention to settle the score with her in the first place.
What's more, she had no intention of causing him to lose his job.
Having lost interest, Yan Yiming no longer had the idea of saying anything more to Xiao A. Now there was only one reason left for meeting Xiao A.
The end of the game.
Now, it has been less than a month since she left, and the plot of the game in the present world has not even been completed halfway.
The less done, the better, Yan Yiming smiled.
She didn't like the plot where everyone fell in love with the heroine, and she didn't like the loneliness of being alone for a woman she could never get for the rest of her life. In the original plot, both the hero and the heroine ended up being alone. Yan Yiming couldn't understand what was so attractive about such an ending.
This is supposed to be a love game, isn't it?
Little A looked at Yan Yiming with fear. He was really afraid that Yan Yiming would change the final ending so that all the male protagonists died suddenly and only the female protagonist was left a widow, or even crazier, let several male protagonists fall in love with other women just like the ones she had conquered.
With a plot like this, he will really be sent knives.
Yan Yiming shook the edited manuscript in his hand at him and said, "I'll give it to you after the revisions are completed in three days."
Little A cried as she saw Yan Yiming off.
Yan Yiming returned to Yan's mother's residence. She had been living here these days. Yan's mother's condition was very stable and everything was very peaceful these days.
It's just that the sick mother seemed much more childish and not much smarter. For example, ever since her daughter said that day that she liked listening to her play the piano, she would always play for a long time.
Her aunt told her privately that when she was not around yesterday, Mother Yan said that her fingertips felt a little painful.
Yan Yiming looked back at her thin figure and felt a little distressed in his heart.
He walked in with the manuscript in his hand. Mother Yan was sitting on the sofa, as upright as a primary school student waiting for praise. On the table was a beautifully cut fruit plate.
The aunt said that ever since Yan's mother knew that she had hurt her daughter with a knife, she was always a little afraid when she saw a knife. However, in order to make her daughter happy, she still cut the fruit herself.
Then he carefully asked her if she wanted to have a bite.
Yan Yiming sighed and sat down. He poked a piece of watermelon with a toothpick, then poked another piece and handed it to her.
“Very sweet.”
Mother Yan was stunned for a moment, "For... for me?"
"Yes," Yan Yiming said with a smile, "Watermelon is very sweet, you can try it, but you can't eat too much, at most... at most three pieces."
Mother Yan pinched the tiny toothpick between her fingers. After a while, she smiled, a happiness that she hadn't shown for a long time.
The aunt standing at the door wiped her red eyes and quietly left the sight of the mother and daughter.
Three days later, Xiao A received the notebook revised by Yan Yiming. He took a long breath before opening the notebook and reading it slowly. His frown gradually relaxed.
It was not as crazy as he had imagined. Yan Yiming's ending was changed very naturally and reasonably.
She wrote three endings in total, one for Nangong Xuan, one for Jian Yuyan, and one for Shao Jingyu.
Love only involves two people. If a third person appears, then it is definitely not love. Of course, everyone can end up alone, but she doesn't like such an ending.
If you like someone, then avoid other ambiguous objects. Yan Yiming never favors anyone and she gives everyone the opportunity they deserve.
Players can finally conquer one person according to the route, and others will also have their own ending. That ending is not a lonely life. They will still meet the person they love and have a satisfying second half of their life.
She set the endings for the three people, but she did not write anything for Jiang Yi.
Thinking of Jiang Yi again, a man like him would definitely not like someone deciding his fate. Whether it was good or bad, she only hoped that his fate would be what his heart desired and he would have no regrets for the rest of his life.
Maybe he will fall in love with the heroine and eventually become the real hero, or maybe he will meet true love by chance after passing by the heroine.
After all, he is Jiang Yi. As long as it is something he wants, she believes he can get it.
Yan Yiming never touched the game again, nor paid attention to any information about this world. She returned to this world and enjoyed the world she had missed for so many years.
She took care of her mother and took the initiative to talk to her mother's psychologist. Later, she went home to see her father and visit her elderly grandfather and her uncle who had worried her for so many years.
Everyone could see her changes. The eight years of "nothingness" had not changed her appearance in the slightest, but deep down she was no longer the same Yan Yiming as before.
She laughed confidently and happily, as if she understood a lot in an instant, understood the helplessness of her grandfather and uncle over the years, and let go of her hatred for her father.
The conversation with Yan Yiming's father took place on an inconspicuous afternoon. She returned home. Her father was slightly surprised to see that she was in a good mood and talked to her a lot. Yan Yiming did not show any impatience, but finally told him that she would persuade Yan's mother to divorce.
He had never loved his mother, and his retreat now was nothing but a moral condemnation.
She thought of Jiang Yi's letter, every word he said on the day he left, and his fulfillment of her wishes.
When one person's existence only causes harm to another person, it is better to separate.
The doctor was right. It was indeed a good thing that Mother Yan transferred all her guilt onto her, because her guilt would not make her father love her, but would make him love her more.
Even if the disease is transferred to her, she will accompany her and slowly heal her. Even if she loses control again, she will no longer be afraid that her frail mother can cause any harm to her.
After that, she would no longer care who her father wanted to be with, of course, as long as it was not the woman who had disgusted her for so many years.
No one knows the reason for Yan Yiming's transformation. In just one month, the Yan Yiming who used to be annoyed and rejected his mother now stays with his mother patiently and does not feel impatient even after talking to her for hours with meaningless words.
She even took care of her sick mother as if she were her own child.
Her aunt once joked that she would be a good mother if she had a child in the future. Yan Yiming paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, there won't be any child."
My aunt was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, "You young people nowadays love to be DINKs. When you get older and get married, you won't think so anymore."
"So you probably won't get married," Yan Yiming teased his aunt intentionally, although this was her real thought.
The aunt was confused again. Looking at her niece who was not sure what she was thinking, she suddenly thought of her sister and brother-in-law who were in this situation now. Perhaps it was such a broken and cruel love that made Yan Yiming give up the idea at such a young age.
The aunt felt a little distressed. She touched Yan Yiming's head and said, "Not all couples are like this."
Yan Yiming smiled and didn't explain to her.
After all, she had no way to explain Jiang Yi's existence.
After all, she believed that there would never be anyone in this world who was better than him or who would love her more than him.
Having experienced that kind of love, how can you take others seriously?
She would rather have nothing than have something bad. She never wants to settle for anything less. Besides, she is very satisfied with her life now.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye.
My parents eventually divorced, but my mother signed the contract decisively while my father hesitated for a long time. He had signed an astonishing number of contracts, and the pen in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
More than 20 years have passed. Yan Yiming is now 26 years old, and his father is over 50. There are fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and he is no longer as young as he used to be.
The pen tip stayed on the paper for a long time. He looked up at her and asked her if she hated him as a father.
Yan Yiming looked at him and sighed, "Once," she was not lying. She used to hate him for not being good to her mother and for having another woman outside, but now they are about to really separate, and Yan Yiming no longer hates her.
Or maybe, she had some inappropriate understanding. If Jiang Yi had really forced her to stay there, she might have lost her feelings for Jiang Yi.
Of course Jiang Yi wouldn't do that. He was so smart and loved her so much, so this analogy wasn't too accurate.
The father was silent for a long time again, but this time he signed decisively. When handing the paper to her, the father asked her to take good care of her mother, saying that no matter what, she was his only daughter.
"I know," Yan Yiming smiled and called him, "Dad."
Her father turned his head sharply, stood up, patted her on the shoulder and left home.
Afterwards, grandparents took Yan's mother to live with them. Yan Yiming took over his uncle's work two years ago and is now slowly taking over his father's work. In addition, he has started to contact the best psychiatrist.
My mother's condition has gradually improved, but it is not difficult to cure her completely. The top psychiatrist is not in the country, but we still need to contact him anyway.
If you can't invite a doctor to China, then take your mother abroad and relax while seeing a doctor.
Unexpectedly, a month later, the uncle received an email from the doctor. Although he worked in Germany, the square Chinese characters clearly told him that he was Chinese. Yan Yiming was a little surprised.
Her uncle smiled and told her that the doctor was Chinese, very young but top-notch, and was sought after by medical professionals from all over the world.
They were lucky because the doctor decided to return to his country, so they didn't need to go to Germany. He would come back to see them in person.
My uncle laughed when he said this. "I heard that Christian was very arrogant and hard to approach. I didn't expect him to be so good-tempered and enthusiastic. So, hearsay is always unrealistic. Oh, by the way, his last name is Yan."
Yan Yiming nodded, then asked in surprise, "Yan?"
"Don't you think it's fate?" My uncle laughed. "It's really fate that I can bump into someone with such a rare name like yours."
Yan Yiming also laughed, "It must be fate, otherwise how could we invite him."
The uncle talked to her for a long time, and then he seemed to remember something. He looked at Yan Yiming with hesitation, but he couldn't help saying, "Yiming, uncle is not urging you to get married, but let's date first, and it won't be too late to get married after a few years of dating. Do you remember that so-and-so at your grandfather's birthday party last time? He graduated from Cambridge, was good-looking and capable, and has been asking me about you since then..."
Yan Yiming was helpless, "Uncle, I really don't want to get married."
My uncle was distressed, "How can we not get married? Or we can just meet?"
Yan Yiming turned around in frustration and saw his niece, who had just entered junior high school, playing with her phone. He simply changed the subject, "What is Taotao playing?"
"Playing with paper figures," the little girl smiled with a silly look on her face, "It's a new game. I heard it's a modern version of "The King of Power". It's a story about four male protagonists from the past who travel back to the modern times. It's really fun."
Yan Yiming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and touched her head, "Which one do you like?"
"This," the little girl pointed at the man in a silver-gray suit on the screen, "the president of xx Group. Although he usually has a stern face, he is super gentle to the heroine!"
Yan Yiming laughed. They were just using the original gimmick to continue attracting players. What reincarnation or not? If one came back to the present world but had no memories of the past, how could he be considered a human being?
"It's fun," Yan Yiming said, and smiled foolishly at his uncle's helpless look, "It's still early, let's talk about it later, now let's wait for Doctor Yan."
My uncle could only nod.
The days returned to peace again. Apart from the continuous blind date bombardment from his uncle, aunt, and second aunt, Yan Yiming lived a very satisfying life. On the day Christian came to S City, it was his uncle who went to pick him up. Yan Yiming was negotiating a very important business, and it was already six in the evening when he drove home.
Grandma took Christian by the hand and asked him with a smile how old he was and what his last name was.
"My last name is Yan," said Christian.
"What a good surname! Yan is a good surname." Grandma was very happy and asked him what his full name was.
Christian's beautiful and deep eyes seemed to contain an unusual flavor that spanned thousands of years, but it was fleeting.
Last name: Yan.
His full name is Yan Shaojun.
Grandma also praised his name for being nice.
Yan Yiming walked on the lawn in her high heels, and casually tidied up the hair around her ears. The lights in the villa in the distance were on, and the lights on the open-air balcony on the second floor were also on. Yan Yiming looked up and saw someone standing there, holding a red wine glass in his hand, his movements casual and elegant.
Perhaps he heard her footsteps, or perhaps he felt her gaze, the man turned his head and looked at her face.
The familiar face that I have never forgotten over the years seemed unrealistically strange when it appeared before my eyes again, but those eyes were as deep as before, and those lips still had the familiar smile as before.
Yan Yiming suddenly couldn't move another step.
The setting sun fell on his body and in Yan Yiming's eyes, so warm yet so dazzling, so tears fell uncontrollably.
The niece rushed out and asked, "Aunt, why are you crying?"
"No," Yan Yiming shook his head. The little niece didn't ask any more questions. She pulled her inside and gossiped, "Grandma wants to arrange a blind date for you again. She praised Dr. Yan for his good looks and said he had a good name. But I think it sounds nice too."
Yan Yiming didn't say anything, but his niece had already said, "You have the same last name as me, my full name is Yan Shaojun, it's really the same as the one in there."
The niece turned around and said, "Aunt, you are crying again!"
"...I didn't cry, my eyes hurt." Yan Yiming exhaled, "You go in first, I'll come in later."
The little niece didn't understand why, but she went in obediently anyway.
Yan Yiming sat on a small chair by the lawn. Looking back, he found that the figure on the second floor had disappeared. A sense of loss surged in Yan Yiming's heart, but his heart was still beating fast, and tears fell uncontrollably again.
She looked for a tissue in her bag in annoyance, but couldn't find one, until that slender, beautiful hand handed her a tissue.
Yan Yiming didn't raise her head, but she knew who was coming.
The man sat down next to her, and even his voice sounded familiar and pleasant.
"Why are you crying?" He said, gently and reassuringly, and gently lifted her face with his fingertips to wipe away her tears.
So this is what you look like when you cry.
She didn't want to cry, but for some reason she couldn't help it. Yan Yiming stared at him closely, "Can I call you Shaojun?"
"Then can I call you Ming?"
Yan Yiming did not answer but instead answered something irrelevant, "I once liked someone, and he had the same name as you."
The man smiled and said, "I also loved someone before, and she happened to have the same name as you."
Yan Yiming smiled, and Jiang Yi also smiled.
After so many years, so many lifetimes, he finally found her, with the same face and the same name.
The same joy and love that he could never forget.
If she didn't stay in his world, then he would stay in her world.
He wouldn't care how hard the process was, as long as she was here.
From then on.
No more regrets.
The author has something to say: The finale of the novel is finally completed. Everyone has their own ending, of course Xiao Wu also has one, but it is not written down. The plot has been changed, and Miss Yan did not die, so he will be with the real Miss Yan according to the original plot. I think Xiao Wu will be very happy.
Finally, there are about four extra chapters. One is confirmed to be the story of Xiao Jiang after Yan Yiming left in his previous life, and the other three are to be determined.
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