No matter how much heartbreak hurts someone, time keeps moving forward. Whether it's sorrow or joy, there's no going back. Qiu Zeyu recalled Lan Yamei's behavior the day before; no wonder she was so different, she must have foreseen this day.
Did she go back? Did she go back to her home and spend time with people she knows?
As night deepened, several groups of people knocked on the door, but Qiu Zeyu chased them away. He just wanted to be alone, doing nothing, watching the night fall and the day dawn, like a walking corpse.
On the third day, Qiu Zeyu, who had not eaten or drunk anything, finally fainted. The people who broke down the door carried him to the bed and settled him down. They forced him to drink some water, and Qiu Zeyu gradually regained consciousness.
The first thing I said when I opened my eyes was, "Is she back?"
Everyone shook their heads, unsure of what to say.
Qiu Zeyu weakly raised his hand, signaling everyone to leave.
Aunt Guan advised, "She will definitely come back. You must take good care of yourself. If she comes back and sees you like this, she will be heartbroken. Here is a bowl of sweet soup. Remember to drink it."
After everyone left, Qiu Zeyu said weakly, "She's not coming back."
"How could you be so heartless as to abandon me? Why?" Qiu Zeyu couldn't tell if he was blaming or regretting it.
It's unbearable for anyone to break up so abruptly before they even had a chance to truly love each other.
She turned around and buried her head in her pillow, crying bitterly, but accidentally touched something under the pillow. She pulled it out and opened it, only to find it was a letter.
Zeyu:
Seeing these words is like seeing the person in person.
By the time you read this letter, I may have already returned to where I belong. These past few days I've felt a deep unease because Zhao Zhicheng is gradually disappearing; he can sense our world.
Zhang Song is from our world too. He wanted to make a name for himself here, but it seems it's too late now. The barbecue restaurant and the clinic were both opened with your money. After I leave, the barbecue restaurant is yours, and the clinic is for Aunt Guan and Uncle Ouyang. Qiu Ming's shop, which is still under construction, is yours. I've put the land deed and banknotes under the round table in the center of the room; there's a hidden compartment there. I trust you with them.
Yangyang is still young, so don't tell him the truth. Just say I've gone traveling.
Tie Tou and Meng Lan didn't even have time to say goodbye, so please say hello for me.
Zeyu, coming into this world and meeting you is the most beautiful thing in my life. In just six months, I never imagined I would meet you and fall in love with you. With the changing magnetic field, I feel deeply uneasy, afraid of leaving regrets, so I want to be intimate with you as soon as possible. Only if we part will I have no regrets for the rest of my life.
Zeyu, if I'm gone, you must live a good life, get married, have children, and live to a ripe old age with a house full of descendants. The happier you are, the more at peace I will be.
I will take good care of myself and I will not forget you.
My dearest Lan Ya Mei, my real name is Li Xiulan.
Upon seeing the letter, Qiu Zeyu burst into tears, his body began to convulse, and he lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, Aunt Guan and his mother were by his bedside. When they saw him slowly open his eyes, they both wiped away their tears.
The mother spoke, "Zeyu, come back with me."
"Is Dad feeling any better? How's Kongkong?" Qiu Zeyu asked weakly.
"Dr. Mei went to see him, and your father is much better. Your brother also knows he was wrong. He came to see you, but you were still unconscious. He promised His Majesty that he would go to guard the border. That kid has caused a lot of trouble. He actually dared to listen to the instigation of villains and assassinate the nephew of the capital. He's really audacious. Fortunately, His Majesty has been kind and let him go. We can only hope that he can make good contributions at the border and stop causing us worry."
"Okay, Mother, you can go back now. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"Mother is worried."
Before her mother could say anything more, Qiu Zeyu interrupted her, "Father still needs your care. There are still many matters to attend to at Qiu Ming Manor. I will return as soon as possible."
Seeing that his son was determined, he had no choice but to go back first, and asked Doctor Mei to take good care of him.
After everyone left, Doctor Mei took out the letter and handed it to Qiu Zeyu.
Qiu Zeyu didn't say anything, but put the letter in his pocket with a pained expression.
Doctor Mei said, "I knew she wasn't Lan Yatou, and I had my doubts, because Lan Yatou was cowardly and timid. She's brave and resourceful, and knows many strange and wonderful things. Her real name is Li Xiulan. It's a good thing that she can go back to her home now, and Lan Yatou can come back too, right?"
A single, unconscious remark from Doctor Mei struck the two like a thunderbolt! "That's right! Where is the real Lan Ya Mei?"
The two hurriedly rode their horses to the old site to search for it, only to find the old house closed, seemingly uninhabited.
Just as the two were feeling a little disappointed, the door of the old house opened, and a thin girl came out carrying a wooden basin to splash water. Seeing the two on horseback in the distance, she paused for a moment, then excitedly ran over.
"Aunt Guan, where have you been? Who is this person next to you?" The girl asked timidly, speaking very carefully.
The two looked at each other. It turned out that she didn't remember anything that had happened in the past six months, as if she had no memory of it at all.
Meanwhile, Li Xiulan and Zhang Song went to visit Zhao Zhicheng. The three of them talked about what happened in their dreams, but it was all a bit blurry and not as clear as when they first woke up.
Another half month passed, and Li Xiulan accepted Huang Zheng's advances and began dating him.
In their free time, Zhang Song and Zhao Zhicheng would come to visit them, but as time went by, that memory became increasingly blurred. They couldn't tell whether they had personally experienced it or dreamt about it.
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