Future World: Love Through Time and Space

Her father is what makes Xia most sad.

The father she admired, the father she admired, to him was just an unpopular child...a child who could be ignored!

Whether she lives or dies, goes or stays, he doesn't care, right?

Although she had been accustomed to this kind of treatment since she was a child, she still found it unbearable when faced with it again!

Thinking of her father's indifference and Yabo's anxiety, Qianya, who had been imprisoned for nearly two weeks, finally couldn't help crying...

Half asleep and half awake, she felt a warm hand gently caressing her cheek, a familiar tenderness. She opened her eyes and saw Yaojun sitting beside her bed, looking polite but worried.

"Why are you here?" Xia turned over and pressed Yaojun's hand under her cheek.

"When did you get sick and I wasn't there?" Yaojun asked calmly, "Why don't you always take good care of yourself?"

"I didn't mean it..." Qiya wanted to cry when she heard his gentle voice, feeling inexplicably aggrieved, "You know everything?"

"Well, grandma told me, you want me to advise you..." Yaojun sighed and smiled helplessly, "Why do everyone think of me as your brother? Qiya, I am not your brother... "

"I know..." Qia followed Yaojun's words unconsciously, "Does Yabo also know?"

"I know..." Yaojun's tone was very soft...

"I don't want him to know..." Qian Ya was afraid that Yabo would be sad because of her grandparents' attitude.

"Yabo has grown up in such an environment since he was a child, which has made him cheerful and brave. He will not be sad about these things. He is just worried about you..." Yaojun can always see through Xia's thoughts.

"I'm fine." Siya wiped her tears and sat up. Although she was under house arrest, she did not go on a hunger strike because she promised her lover that she would cherish her and love her life. As long as you are alive, there is hope.

"Is this okay?" Yaojun smoothed Xiya's hair and pulled her into his arms, "It's no big deal, Xiya..."

"Yeah, it's not a big deal..." Ciya repeated his words helplessly, tears falling again, "But what should I do?"

"Do you like Yabo?" Yaojun asked more plainly.

"...?!!" Qia was stunned and looked into his eyes. She was still so calm, but she felt numbness spreading from her fingertips. What should she say, facing the boy she had always admired since she was a child? Why was he asking this question? She had to face it, and she couldn't even hide him in her heart.

"Do you love him?" Yaojun asked again, still in the same tone, with blurry and hazy eyes that made it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Many years later, when Xia had a lot of free time to recall, she could still clearly remember Yaojun's tone and tone at that time, soft and soft with a little sadness...

Maybe she once had it, but lost it in the end!

"Do you really love him?" Yaojun's tone was as light as the clouds floating in the sky.

"Love..." Siya lowered her head, sniffed, and said slowly, "In the past few years in Raqqa, every time I was sad or sad, Yabo would find a way to make me happy. He gave me a lot of companionship and comfort; Not long ago, he was the one who came to save me regardless of his own safety at the Alvi base... I thought I would really die there. At that moment, I thought of many people, relatives, friends, and loved ones... That's it. Yabo!"