Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan hid in their room in the deep mountain villa, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive. Xiao Yi sat on the edge of the sofa, his hands clasped, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with worry. He glanced out the window periodically, as if wary of any imminent danger. Li Lingyuan sat in a chair nearby, his eyes fixed on the ground, his fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of his clothes.

"Lingyuan, I'm sorry. It's me who put you in this situation." Xiao Yi broke the silence, his voice filled with deep remorse. He stood up and walked over to Li Lingyuan, squatted down, and tried to hold her hand, but Li Lingyuan only trembled slightly and did not respond to his touch.

"We can't even go out for a walk now. When will this end?" Li Lingyuan complained softly, tears welling in her eyes. She raised her head and looked at Xiao Yi, "What exactly does your agency want in exchange for letting us go?"

Xiao Yi sighed helplessly, stood up, and paced back and forth in the room. "They only care about maintaining my image and preserving my commercial value, and they don't care about my feelings at all." He punched the wall angrily. "But I won't give up on you, Lingyuan, no matter how much pressure they put on me."

At that moment, Xiao Yi's phone rang again, the sharp ringtone piercing the silent room. He glanced at the screen. It was his agent calling. He took a deep breath and answered the call. Before he could say anything, his agent's stern voice rang out: "Xiao Yi, you must sever ties with that woman as soon as possible. The company has arranged a series of public relations activities for you to completely clear you of any connection with her. If you don't comply, your acting career will be ruined!"

Xiao Yi held the phone tightly and said through gritted teeth: "I won't agree. I love her and I can't live without her." After that, he hung up the phone and threw the phone hard onto the sofa.

Li Lingyuan looked at Xiao Yi, feeling a mixture of emotions. She knew Xiao Yi was fighting the entire agency for her, but she also didn't want to see him lose everything because of her. "Xiao Yi, maybe we should separate for a while, until this blows over..."

"No!" Xiao Yi interrupted her, walked up to her, and held her shoulders tightly with both hands, "I won't let you leave me. We will face it together and we will definitely get through this difficult time." His eyes were firm and fiery, making Li Lingyuan unable to continue.

In the days that followed, although they were trapped in the villa, Xiao Yi tried hard to cheer Li Lingyuan up. He would meticulously prepare various delicious dishes in the kitchen, trying to ease her sorrow with them. "Lingyuan, try my new dish. I've adapted it from an ancient recipe." Xiao Yi placed a plate of delicious food in front of Li Lingyuan with an ingratiating smile on his face.

Li Lingyuan forced a smile and took a bite. "Hmm, it tastes very good," she praised, but a hint of loneliness still revealed in her eyes.

Xiao Yi would also play the piano for her in the evening, and the beautiful melody echoed in the room. As he played, he looked at Li Lingyuan affectionately and said, "This is the song I composed for you. I hope you like it." Li Lingyuan listened quietly, and the haze in her heart seemed to be dispelled by the music.

However, the pressure from the outside world did not subside despite their hiding. Paparazzi were lingering outside the villa, trying to find an opportunity to take pictures of them together. The agency also continued to put pressure on Xiao Yi, even canceling some of his work arrangements.

One day, Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan were strolling in the garden of their villa when they heard a commotion outside. Xiao Yi's heart tightened, and he pulled Li Lingyuan behind a bush. Then, a few paparazzi climbed over the villa's wall and headed towards them.

"What should we do?" Li Lingyuan grabbed Xiao Yi's arm in horror.

Xiao Yi calmly pondered a plan. He saw an entrance to the basement nearby. "Let's hide in the basement first." He pulled Li Lingyuan and quietly walked towards the basement.

In the basement, they hid in a corner, not daring to make a sound. The paparazzi searched the garden, shouting, "Xiao Yi, where are you? Come out so we can take some pictures!"

Xiao Yi hugged Li Lingyuan tightly and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, they won't be able to find us."

After a long time, the paparazzi finally left. Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan came out of the basement, their faces full of fatigue and helplessness.

"I'm really fed up with this kind of life." Li Lingyuan couldn't help crying.

Xiao Yi held her in his arms and gently stroked her hair: "Lingyuan, I know you feel wronged. But I believe that as long as we persevere, there will always be a day when the clouds will clear and the fog will dissipate."

Despite their difficult circumstances, their love grew stronger as they leaned on each other and stayed by each other's side, waiting for the day when they could love freely.