Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

In that apartment shrouded in melancholy, the lights were dim and gloomy, as if mourning a love that was about to break up. Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan sat opposite each other, yet an invisible abyss seemed to separate them. Li Lingyuan's gaze was evasive, not daring to meet Xiao Yi's gaze. Her hands were clasped tightly in her lap, her knuckles white.

"Xiao Yi, I've thought about it for a long time. Let's break up." Li Lingyuan's voice was weak but clear, and every word was like a sharp sword, piercing Xiao Yi's heart.

Xiao Yi's body jolted violently, as if struck by lightning. He stared at Li Lingyuan with eyes wide open, their gaze filled with shock and pain. "Lingyuan, why are you suddenly saying that? Didn't we agree to weather this storm together?" His voice rose unconsciously, trembling with despair.

Tears welled up in Li Lingyuan's eyes. She tried to hold her head back, trying to hold back the tears, but the overwhelming sadness wouldn't stop. "I can't take it anymore. This pressure is like a surging tide, ready to drown me. The paparazzi, the online abuse, and the pressure from your agency. I don't want everything to be ruined for you because of me."

Xiao Yi eagerly stood up and took a few steps towards Li Lingyuan, attempting to take her hand, but she gently dodged. "I don't care about that! To me, you're far more important than my career. Without you, everything I have is nothing." Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes filled with deep affection and persistence.

Li Lingyuan slowly stood up and took a few steps back, putting some distance between them and Xiao Yi. "You can't not care. Your dreams, your fans, your years of hard work, shouldn't be shattered because of me. I don't want to be the sinner in your life." Her voice choked with sobs, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the cold floor.

Xiao Yi's body swayed, as if he had lost all his strength. A flicker of determination flashed in his eyes. "Ling Yuan, if you're afraid of public pressure, then I can give up everything we have now. Let's find a quiet place and start over, just like we once dreamed of in ancient times."

Li Lingyuan shook his head painfully. "It's useless, Xiao Yi. This is irreversible. Our love is too fragile in this real world, like a bubble, it will burst at the slightest touch."

Xiao Yi growled in agony like a wounded beast. He held his head in his hands and paced back and forth across the room, the pain in his heart burning his soul like a raging fire. "Could it be that our thousand-year bond is so fragile?"

Li Lingyuan dragged her heavy feet towards the door, each step feeling like it was treading on Xiao Yi's heart. Her hand grasped the doorknob, but she didn't have the strength to open it. "Xiao Yi, forget me. I hope you will be happy in the future." After saying that, she flung the door open and rushed out.

Xiao Yi froze in place, staring at the empty door. It felt like his entire world was collapsing. His chest felt like it was being pressed down by a massive rock, making it difficult to breathe. His heart felt like it was being pierced by countless tiny needles, and the pain spread throughout his body. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. Tears welled up in his eyes, streaming freely down his haggard face.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yi slowly stood up. His eyes were empty and lifeless, like a puppet without a soul. He mechanically walked to the window and looked out at the bustling streets, the comings and goings of people and the hustle and bustle of traffic. But in his eyes, everything had become meaningless. His mind kept replaying every moment with Li Lingyuan, from their first meeting in ancient times to their reunion in modern times. Those sweet moments had now become the most deadly poison, corroding his heart.

His phone vibrated incessantly, the screen flashing with caller IDs from his agent, friends, and family, but he seemed oblivious. He simply stood there, lost in the endless pain. After a long moment, he slowly picked up the phone and called his agent. "I've broken up with her. Are you satisfied?" His voice was cold and numb, devoid of any life.

The agent was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then sighed and said, "Xiao Yi, this is for your own good. You're a star, and your image is crucial. You need to cheer up now, because there's still a lot of work waiting for you."

Xiao Yi hung up the phone and threw it aside. He knew his life might continue, but his heart was forever etched in the memory of Li Lingyuan's departure. He didn't know how to face the days without her. Every breath felt like immense pain, every moment like a struggle in a dark abyss.

As the days passed, Xiao Yi lived like a walking corpse. He mechanically attended various work activities, forcing a smile for the camera, but that smile never reached his eyes. He often woke alone in the middle of the night, staring into the empty room, remembering Li Lingyuan's voice and smile, tears soaking his pillow. He knew he had lost the most important person in his life, and the pain would stay with him forever, never fading, like a deep scar branded deep in his soul, a constant reminder of his broken love.