Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

In front of a quiet little house in a seaside town, Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan's eyes met, and time seemed to stand still. Xiao Yi looked at Li Lingyuan, his eyes filled with affection as deep as the ocean. He whispered, "Lingyuan, no matter how much of your memory you've recovered, I won't let you face it alone again. Let me accompany you and help you rediscover our lost past."

Li Lingyuan nodded slightly, stepping aside to let Xiao Yi into the room. The interior was simple yet warm. A sea breeze crept in through the cracks in the windows, bringing a hint of salty air. Xiao Yi spotted the open book on the table—it was Li Lingyuan's account of their time-travel adventure. He slowly approached, his fingers lightly brushing the pages, as if touching memories sealed away by time.

"Let's start with this book and sort it out together." Xiao Yi turned to look at Li Lingyuan, his eyes filled with determination and expectation.

So, they sat by the window, the sunlight streaming down their bodies, as Xiao Yi read the book to Li Lingyuan, word for word. He paused at each passage, describing the scene, the characters' expressions, and their inner feelings in detail. When they read about a dance at a grand banquet in an ancient palace, Xiao Yi stood up and extended his hand, inviting Li Lingyuan: "Lingyuan, do you remember? You were wearing a long purple silk dress, the hem swaying gently with your steps, like a blooming violet. Our eyes met, and in that moment, it felt as if the whole world only belonged to you." Li Lingyuan hesitated, then took Xiao Yi's hand. In the small room, they tried to recreate the dance steps of that time. A blurry image flashed through Li Lingyuan's mind: the magnificent palace, the dazzling lights, and Xiao Yi's affectionate gaze, but the image was fleeting, and she gently shook her head.

Undeterred, Xiao Yi led Li Lingyuan out of the cabin and to the beach. The wind howled, ruffling their hair. Pointing to the distant horizon, Xiao Yi said, "Lingyuan, we once had an unforgettable conversation by the sea. At that time, the setting sun dyed the entire surface of the ocean a golden red. You said that even through a thousand years, you would remain by my side, never leaving me." Li Lingyuan closed her eyes, trying to take in the familiar yet unfamiliar seascape, trying to evoke memories deep within. It felt like a wave surged in her mind, fragments of sounds echoing in her ears, but she couldn't discern the specific words.

To help Li Lingyuan recover her memory, Xiao Yi inquired about folk remedies. He heard of a sage deep in the mountains who specialized in awakening dormant memories through special herbs and meditation techniques. Without hesitation, Xiao Yi took Li Lingyuan on a journey to find the remedy. They journeyed through dense forests and along rugged mountain paths. The forest was filled with the fresh aroma of herbs and trees, occasionally accompanied by the chirping of birds. After a long journey, they finally found the sage's residence. Surrounded by lush mountains and clear waters, the sage's hut resembled a paradise. The sage offered Li Lingyuan a bowl of a strangely fragrant herbal soup, then guided her into a meditative state. During this meditation, Li Lingyuan's consciousness seemed to enter a chaotic realm. Blurred images drifted before her: ancient battlefields and imperial courtyards, but the images were so disorganized that she could not glean any useful information.

After returning to town, Xiao Yi came up with another idea. He contacted a modern hypnotist, hoping to delve into Li Lingyuan's subconscious and unearth forgotten memories through hypnosis. Under the hypnotist's guidance, Li Lingyuan gradually entered a hypnotic state. Her expression became calm and relaxed, as if she had entered a deep dream. Xiao Yi sat nervously beside her, watching her intently. The hypnotist whispered, "What do you see?" Li Lingyuan murmured, "I see an old room with a painting on the wall, but the image is blurry... I see a person, his figure is familiar, but I can't make out his face..." As the hypnosis deepened, Li Lingyuan's brow furrowed slightly, as if she was struggling to see the blurry images clearly. However, when the hypnosis ended and she awoke, the images she had seen in the hypnotic state gradually faded from her mind.

Despite repeated attempts yielding no significant results, Xiao Yi never gave up. Every day, he prepared the ancient delicacies Li Lingyuan once loved, hoping to evoke her memories through taste. He meticulously prepared exquisite dim sum and delicious dishes, each imbued with his deep affection. As Li Lingyuan savored these delicacies, a flicker of surprise would cross her eyes. She could sense a special connection between these foods and herself, yet the memory remained elusive.

During this process, Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan's relationship also quietly changed. Li Lingyuan's dependence on Xiao Yi gradually increased. She began to get used to his company and everything he did for her. Xiao Yi's love for Li Lingyuan also became deeper and more tolerant. He was no longer obsessed with restoring her memory, but cherished every moment with her.

One evening, moonlight streamed down the streets of a small town. Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan were strolling down the street when suddenly, a melodious sound of ancient music reached their ears. Xiao Yi's heart stirred, and he pulled Li Lingyuan toward the sound. They arrived at a small square where a group of people were playing ancient instruments. Xiao Yi looked at Li Lingyuan and said, "Lingyuan, you were once a master of music, do you remember?" He then led Li Lingyuan into the crowd and handed her a guzheng. Li Lingyuan's fingers gently touched the strings, and a familiar feeling washed over her. She tried playing a few notes, and the clear, clear sound echoed through the night air, as if traveling through millennia. As the music flowed, fragments of memories began to piece together in her mind. She saw herself playing the guzheng in ancient times, and she saw Xiao Yi listening beside her, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing Li Lingyuan's reaction, Xiao Yi's heart was filled with hope. He knew they were one step closer to regaining all their memories. He held Li Lingyuan's hand tightly and said, "Lingyuan, we can do this." Under the moonlight, accompanied by the melodious ancient music, they seemed to see the dawn of the future, and saw that the love that spanned a thousand years was about to shine brightly again.