Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

Xiao Yi sunk into a dark abyss for days, until finally, a ray of light began to pierce the thick haze. He gradually cleared his chaotic thoughts, realizing he couldn't remain consumed by pain forever. He slowly stood up, dragging his exhausted body to the bathroom. His reflection in the mirror startled him. His eyes were bloodshot, hollow yet revealing a hint of determination. His beard was unruly, his hair a mess. He turned on the faucet, letting the cold water wash over him, as if to wash away the decadence and sadness of the past.

He began to re-evaluate his life. Although Li Lingyuan's presence lingered in every corner, he knew he couldn't simply dwell on memories. He recalled how they had endured countless hardships in ancient times, never giving up on each other. How could this modern predicament be the end of their love? He silently vowed in his heart that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he would find Li Lingyuan again, if only to give an account of his love.

Xiao Yi began to gather his thoughts. He first contacted his most trusted assistant, asking him to help investigate Li Lingyuan's possible whereabouts. While the assistant expressed regret over their breakup, seeing Xiao Yi's renewed resolve, she threw herself into the search. Xiao Yi himself searched through photos and videos of their past together, searching for clues. Each photo was like a key, unlocking a door to sweet memories of the past and strengthening his resolve to win Li Lingyuan back.

In the small town, Li Lingyuan continued to wander in pain. She often went out alone at night, strolling along the town's river. The water flowed slowly under the moonlight, creating a subtle ripple, but it couldn't soothe the turmoil in her heart. She looked at her reflection in the water, a face filled with sadness and fatigue. She recalled the time she and Xiao Yi played by the river, carefree and believing love could conquer all.

One day, she stumbled into an old bookstore. The aroma of paper and ink filled the air, a familiar and inviting feeling. She wandered the shelves, her fingers gently sliding across the ancient tome, when a volume recounting ancient love stories caught her eye. She flipped open the book, and the tales of unwavering love moved her heart. She began to question whether her decision to leave Xiao Yi was truly the right one. Could their millennia-long bond be so easily shattered by the pressures of modern public opinion?

Just as Li Lingyuan began to waver, Xiao Yi, with the help of his assistant, gradually narrowed his search. Learning that Li Lingyuan might be in a remote town, he embarked on a search without hesitation. He drove to every possible town, leaving no stone unturned, asking for information about Li Lingyuan. His eyes were filled with anxiety and anticipation, and his voice trembled with each inquiry, fearing he would miss even a glimmer of hope.

During his search, Xiao Yi encountered numerous difficulties and setbacks. Some townspeople expressed doubt about his identity and refused to cooperate; in other places, lack of information put his search at a standstill. But he never considered giving up. He had only one goal in mind: to find Li Lingyuan. He recalled the pain of their ancient separation, and that unforgettable longing only solidified his resolve to keep her this time.

Finally, on a quiet afternoon, Xiao Yi arrived at the town where Li Lingyuan lived. He walked slowly along the streets of the town, feeling both nervous and excited. He didn't know how Li Lingyuan would react when he saw her again, but he was fully prepared. No matter what, he would not let her leave again. His pace gradually quickened, and his eyes searched every passerby, as if he would see the figure he had been thinking about day and night in the next second. At this time, Li Lingyuan was sitting in a teahouse in the town, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She didn't know yet that the man she loved deeply was approaching her step by step, about to break into her world again and rekindle the flame of their love.

Xiao Yi traversed the streets of the small town, each step carrying a powerful force. His heart pounded fiercely in his chest, its sound remarkably clear in the quiet alley. Passing by a flower shop, he spotted a bouquet of blooming lilies in the window. The pure white petals resembled Li Lingyuan's once pure smile. Without hesitation, he entered the shop and bought the flowers. The delicate fragrance of the lilies lingered around him, bringing a touch of comfort to his weary body and soul, and strengthening his resolve to redeem his love.

Li Lingyuan sat in the teahouse, her eyes fixed on the floating tea leaves in her cup, a stare reminiscent of her chaotic thoughts. She recalled every moment she had spent with Xiao Yi, those warm embraces, those affectionate gazes, now like needles piercing her heart. She wondered if she still had the courage to face Xiao Yi, or if their love could withstand the test.

Just then, the door to the teahouse was gently pushed open, and a breeze blew through, bringing with it a familiar scent. Li Lingyuan subconsciously raised her head. When she saw Xiao Yi's haggard yet determined figure appear at the door, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she almost dropped the teacup in her hand. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Xiao Yi slowly walked towards her, taking each step carefully, as if afraid to disturb her. He stopped in front of her and looked at her silently, his eyes filled with deep affection and guilt. After a long moment, he whispered, "Lingyuan, I'm here." His voice was a little hoarse, but it was filled with endless longing.

Tears welled up in Li Lingyuan's eyes. She tried hard to hold them back, but she couldn't control the surging emotions. "Why did you come to see me?" Her voice was trembling and helpless.

Xiao Yi gently placed the lilies on the table in front of her, then slowly squatted down and held her cold hands. "Because I can't live without you. Without you, I'm like a walking corpse, life has lost all meaning. The pressure from public opinion is nothing compared to the pain of losing you." His eyes were sincere and warm, as if to melt her.

Li Lingyuan looked at him, a mixture of emotions. She knew deep down she'd always longed for Xiao Yi's arrival, but she was afraid to face the pain again. "Can we go back to the way things were? The pressure won't go away." Her eyes revealed a hint of confusion and worry.

Xiao Yi stood up, gently pulled her up, and held her in his arms. "As long as we are together, no difficulty is insurmountable. Our love has spanned thousands of years and will not be defeated by this temporary storm." He held her tightly, as if wanting to merge her into his body, never to be separated.

Li Lingyuan was in his arms, feeling his warmth and strength. The familiar embrace gradually calmed her down. She knew that she could no longer resist this love. No matter what challenges she faced in the future, she was willing to face them with Xiao Yi.

From that day on, Xiao Yi and Li Lingyuan left the small town. Hand in hand, they returned to a world full of noise and challenges. But this time, their hearts were filled with a firm belief: no matter what happened, they would never let go of each other's hands. Their love would be like a lily in full bloom, shining brilliantly in the wind and rain, forever.