Much later, after she fell in love with Pei Jinxuan, Yang Caiyue remembered that the first time she saw him was before he was executed.
Traveling back and forth for hundreds of years, she kept coming back and forth in his life. I've seen him look like a young man of sixteen or seventeen, and I've seen him be calm and determined at twenty-three or fourteen; I've seen him fight with blood on the battlefield, and I've seen him be rogue and petty for her; I've seen his struggle and pain, and I've seen him fearlessly persevere. Even though she knew that they were separated by a long time, and even though she knew that the end was death, she was still willing to accompany him through this journey.
How dare she forcefully kiss him and then disappear, how dare she block a sword for him and then disappear, how dare she destroy everything like this and steal his heart, Shi Shiran told him that she was an "ancient person" who lived a hundred years ago, and could she travel through time and space uncontrollably?
Why could God bring her to him across a long period of time, but not allow them to stay together forever? All he could do was to stand there and wait, from eight years ago to now, waiting for her to appear, waiting for her to stay, waiting for that little, insignificant time.
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PS. This story is inspired by "The Time Traveler's Wife". What if in ancient times, two people were separated by a hundred years, and the heroine fell in love with someone she could never meet in real life while traveling through time? In addition, I particularly like characters like Huo Qubing, and I really want to write about a person who shed blood and sacrificed his life for his country and country, which is equivalent to witnessing this person's life from the perspective of the heroine.
PPS. I will try my best not to cheat, and try to update it daily! Make a fist!