Once life gets busy, it really flies.
The college entrance examination ended quietly after a period of chaos, like a fist raised high but ultimately falling silently.
With some time still to go before the results are released, the students in the humanities class gathered again.
Wei Lingyi encountered Yi Yun again.
The other person waved to her and walked over unhurriedly. "Hey, deskmate! Have you estimated your scores yet? How did you do?"
"It's alright." Wei Lingyi nodded. "I reckon I can get in, if the essay scores don't fluctuate too much. What about you?"
That was her new aspiration.
The school was in another province, a place she had never been before.
"I'm doing alright," Yi Yun said with a happy smile. "But then again, I might not stay in China in the future. After all, who can predict what the future holds?"
Wei Lingyi always felt that there was something hidden in the other person's words.
She looked up at the other person and saw that their eyelashes were curved, like crescent moons, just like their eyes. Without a doubt, the other person wasn't wearing a mask and was genuinely in a good mood.
So she held out her hand to Yi Yun, "Here, it's time to write in the yearbook."
"Huh?" Yi Yun paused for a moment, then quickly responded, rummaging through her bag until she finally pulled out a loose-leaf notebook. "Give me yours too, let's write together."
Wei Lingyi handed over her notebook, but her gaze fell on the loose-leaf pages in front of her.
The quality of this paper is exceptionally good; it's so smooth it reflects light, and the edges are so neat they can be described as sharp.
She instinctively felt that Yi Yun had many secrets.
But she would never ask.
She simply took out her pen and wrote down her heartfelt words, stroke by stroke.
That was the footnote to the most brilliant period of youth.
They were young students, full of sincere expectations for an infinite future.
"All done," she said, closing the binder and handing it back to him.
Yi Yun handed her notebook back, saying, "I've finished writing too."
Wei Lingyi turned the page, but paused for a moment.
It reads:
"May your wishes come true, may you forge ahead bravely! Go for it, Yiyi, you're the best!"
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but suddenly her nose felt a little sore.
So she lowered her brows and asked in a low voice, "Actually, I've wanted to ask this for a while now: who did you learn your handwriting from?"
Yi Yun paused for a moment, then laughed again, "Hahaha, I just randomly copied from the calligraphy book, let me think... Oh right, it's the 'Tang Lingfei Jing,' that's what I copied."
Wei Lingyi nodded and didn't say anything more.
No wonder, she knew about that calligraphy copybook; her father had one in his study too.
She looked at the contact address left by the other party, which was written in a foreign language: Icebird County, Reston Territory.
“Where is this?” she asked.
Yi Yun smiled again, "A very far place. But no matter where I go, I will definitely come back there in the end."
This was just a minor incident during the day's gathering.
Soon, they will scatter like stars across the sky.
...
As dusk fell that day, Yi Yun happily bid farewell to all her classmates.
Strangely, Issa, who was usually the most lively, was silent at this moment, just standing quietly behind his younger brother.
"See? In the end, they all admitted they were wrong." That's what the students said as they said goodbye.
In the end, only the twin brothers remained, standing side by side at the crossroads of the moment the demon was sealed.
Yi Yun, or rather Yun Wei, glanced at "himself" beside her, then patted the other's shoulder, "Don't ask yet, I want to calm down first."
After saying that, he didn't wait for the other person's response and started walking towards the outskirts of the city.
At this moment, the setting sun is like blood, accompanied by the long, drawn-out chirping of summer cicadas.
They walked through the fields outside Chengdu, and continued along the winding path beside the Zhuojin River, stepping over the dappled shadows of ginkgo and hibiscus trees.
Until night fell, the sky was filled with stars.
Looking around, there was no one in sight, and the magician finally stopped.
He took out the hinged door and opened it with almost trembling hands.
After much deliberation, he finally mustered the courage to look closely, quickly scanning the few lines of delicate handwriting. He saw that it read:
"Wishing you enthusiasm and a bright future."
May you be healthy, happy, safe and well every day.
For a very long time, Yunwei forgot how to breathe.
He should have wept bitterly or been overjoyed, but somehow, his heart was at peace.
He then silently closed the loose-leaf pages and put them away, and in the blink of an eye, he and Isaac returned to the starry sky.
Yun Wei turned his head and saw his man looking at him nervously, his smoky gray eyes holding a thousand unspoken words.
Then he laughed. "I'm ready. Ask me anything you want now."
Isaac hesitated for a long time before finally choosing an easy topic to start with: "I originally thought you would go back to the year the apocalypse occurred."
Alch's "gift" really caught them completely off guard.
It was a time-limited 'iteration' token, and like all rituals, it came with 'taboos' along with the ceremony.
The one-year time limit is the biggest "taboo".
Through Ms. Wei Lingyi's book, they were able to return to a time and space that had long lost its coordinates, but could only remain until the universe sighed again.
The instant he entered this space-time, Isaac directly saw Yunwei's past.
He was heartbroken.
Yet they have no position to express their opinions.
All he could do was stay by his loved one's side and silently support her in the remaining time. Only after everything had settled down did he dare to reveal all the questions he had been holding back.
Hearing his question, Yun Wei still smiled, but his eyes were cold. "Yes, perhaps I can stop the disaster."
"But what about afterwards? She still has to face a husband who doesn't love her, a husband who voluntarily applied to be transferred to another city for a long-term business trip right after she gave birth."
"And then there's a son with a gloomy personality, and a son who only silently complains that he wished he had never been born."
Yun Wei's expression became composed, but his demeanor remained unusually calm.
He said to him, “You know, Isaac. I used to think that way, I wish I had never been born… A long, long time ago, I really thought that way, because I shouldn’t have come into this world.”
Isaac opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.
He silently clenched his fists, waiting for the next moment to hug Yun Wei tightly.
But Yun Wei suddenly looked at him, raising an eyebrow, "Did His Majesty ever tell you that I have a gambling tendency, and that there might be a gambler in my family... or something like that?"
Isaac was visibly taken aback upon hearing this.
He stood there silently, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Yun Wei didn't seem to care and continued, "I knew it. She's really good at judging people. And I only realized that not long ago."
"Inevitably, I inherited some traits from my parents. My father loved to gamble, and I, who had nothing, always loved to take a gamble without thinking."
"Similarly, what I inherited from my mother was a suffocating need for control, which she must have inherited from my maternal grandparents... In short, it's a kind of bloodline 'curse'."
“It is precisely because I am clearly aware of this that I am determined to overcome it. I want to put the future in her own hands and not make decisions for her.”
"Admittedly, this may be a kind of presumptuous decision, but isn't atonement the same? As long as I feel much better in my heart, then it's not a big deal."
“Once, there was a black hole in my heart that was more terrifying than an abyss. It was my overwhelming self-loathing and self-exile, because I owed her something that I could never repay.”
As early as 3,500 years ago, at the very beginning of the ancient Zoroastrianism, humankind had already come to understand the concept of 'cause and effect'.
Every drink and every bite is preordained.
Yun Wei stepped forward and embraced the knight's strong, narrow waist. He rested his face against the knight's chest, listening to the steady, powerful heartbeat.
He murmured, “It was your love that warmed me, filled me, and left only a scar there.”
"And now, the wound has completely healed. I feel really good, better than ever before."
At this point, Yun Wei took out the book "Love Saves Individuality" again. Sure enough, the name that was clearly visible on the title page had suddenly faded away, as if it had never existed.
There is no doubt that he truly changed the past.
Moreover, he had a vague premonition that the disaster in his previous life was just a coincidence. Humanity wouldn't always be so unlucky, and everything would be alright.
He put the book away again and casually recited a sentence from it: "'The meaning of human love lies in sacrificing egoism to prove and save individuality.' I think I have succeeded."
Yun Wei looked up and found that Isaac was still sullen.
"What's wrong? Where did my cheerful and sunny knight go? Who bullied him?" he said, drawing out his words and teasing him half-jokingly.
Isaac wasn't easily fooled. He just stared at him intently, and after a long silence, finally asked, "But, in that case... you won't be here anymore."
The other party's expression was so serious that Yun Wei thought his knight was about to cry.
He quickly corrected himself, saying, "Strictly speaking, it's the past me without a future. But actually, that's a good thing, at least the past me doesn't have so many possibilities. In other words, I will definitely meet you, and along the path I've walked, I will definitely be with you."
Isaac didn't understand, but he hugged Yun Wei tightly until Yun Wei hugged him back, and only then did he feel a little at ease.
Even though he couldn't understand, the tall man stubbornly pressed on, "You must explain clearly. Even if I don't understand, you can't lie to me anymore."
“Okay, let me think about it.” Yun Wei sighed, then quickly chuckled when he saw Isaac suddenly tense up. “Don’t be so nervous, I’m just being held in your arms for no reason…”
"It's like I created a 'singularity,' and the present me is the sum of the past, the definite me."
“My past has already been written, and there will be no changes. The me of today is simply the sum of a moment of my past self. You can perform, well, integration on me… Speaking of which, didn’t you already get a perfect GPA in advanced mathematics? You should be able to understand, right?”
Isaac nodded, seemingly agreeing.
He couldn't actually understand it at all; he just instinctively wanted to hear more from Yun Wei.
Yun Wei ignored him. "Actually, there's one advantage to this. In the past, I wouldn't have stepped into a certain branch of destiny and undergone 'iteration,' which would have affected me in the present. I also wouldn't feel guilty, since I am the 'usurper' now."
A tyrant is a despotic ruler who can legitimately pursue extreme selfishness.
Yun Wei gazed at the vast starry sky not far away. On the open book, there was an upside-down golden and silver oak tree, which was the Continent of Zhuyuan, their long-lost home.
Yun Wei's expression softened suddenly. "Besides, Isaac, even if the past is already written, I still have an endless future, all with you."
"Brother Issa, please take me home, okay?" he said with a beaming smile, coaxing and cajoling.
Isaac wouldn't be so easily fooled.
But when he returned to his original form and heard that strange title, it was indeed hard for him to restrain himself.
Yun Wei is being too unfair, he actually called him "brother"!
He tightened his grip on Yun Wei's arm, seemingly unmoved, before threateningly asking, "Is there something else you haven't said?"
Yun Wei blinked, looking completely bewildered. "What?"
He has really confessed everything clearly.
Isaac was relieved, but even so, he was far from calm.
He couldn't accurately describe how he felt at that moment.
All he knew was that Yun Wei had completely projected his life onto his destiny.
He will be involved in his past.
Their fates are truly inseparable.
"Yunwei, I will always be good to you," he promised again and again.
"I know," the other person replied obediently.
Isaac, however, still felt it wasn't enough and added without a hint of tedium, "I love you. I will love you forever."
“Yeah, me too,” Yun Wei replied without hesitation.
However, the cool and handsome man still felt it wasn't enough, and finally chose to domineeringly cover his lips with his.
They kissed for a long time.
Under the endless, dazzling starry sky, love overflows, and parting is bittersweet.
Until the sigh of the universe was heard again—
Yunwei and Isaac can finally go home.
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