Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

Xiao Yi watched Li Lingyuan's resolute departure, his heart ripped into countless pieces, pain spreading throughout his body. He knew that this time he couldn't just watch her go away in silence; he had to take action and prove with his own perseverance that this love was strong enough to withstand all the storms of the world.

The next day, Xiao Yi arrived early and waited downstairs at Li Lingyuan's residence. The moment she left, Xiao Yi stepped forward, holding a simple, antique book. "Lingyuan, this is an ancient book I stumbled upon. It contains many little-known historical stories and fascinating legends. I remember you've always been interested in them, so I wanted to share them with you." His voice was gentle, his eyes filled with anticipation. Li Lingyuan was slightly taken aback, his gaze lingering on the ancient book for a moment, but he ultimately shook his head. "I don't have the heart to read these right now. You can take them back," he said, and hurriedly walked around him. Xiao Yi's hand froze in mid-air, the feeling of loss overwhelming him like a tide, but he took a deep breath and told himself not to give up.

At night, Li Lingyuan finished a busy day and returned home exhausted. As soon as she opened the door, a melodious flute sound came into her ears. She walked in the direction of the sound, only to see Xiao Yi standing under a tree not far away, with an upright posture, and the bamboo flute in his hand shone with a warm luster in the moonlight. When the song ended, Xiao Yi slowly walked towards her, "Lingyuan, you once said that my flute can make you forget your troubles. I want to play for you again in this turbulent time." Li Lingyuan's heart was filled with ripples, and those beautiful memories of their past companionship flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern. But when she thought of the whirlpool of public opinion she was now caught in, she hardened her heart and said, "The past is the past, Xiao Yi, don't do these useless things anymore."

A few days later, Li Lingyuan suffered a huge setback at work. Due to the influence of public opinion, the projects she had been collaborating on were terminated one after another, and her career fell into an unprecedented low. Just when she was alone in the office feeling sad, Xiao Yi pushed the door open and walked in. He didn't say too many words of comfort, but just silently put a document on her desk. "This is a cooperation opportunity I have reconnected for you. I have mobilized all my connections. They all appreciate your talent and are willing to cooperate with you without being disturbed by outside public opinion." Li Lingyuan looked at the document with mixed feelings. She knew that Xiao Yi had paid a lot for her, but she was still afraid that this was only a temporary calm, and the storm would come again at any time. "Xiao Yi, I can't accept it. I don't want you to bear more because of me."

As time went by, Xiao Yi's persistence remained unwavering. He would send Li Lingyuan an umbrella with her initials on it on rainy days; when she was sick, he would anonymously invite a doctor to her home to treat her and leave her a brewed medicine; and he would order flowers every week from her favorite florist, ensuring she could always see the beauty of blooming flowers.

Once, Li Lingyuan attended an industry gathering where she encountered sneering and sarcasm from some of her peers. The harsh words left her feeling uneasy and embarrassed. Just then, Xiao Yi appeared like a divine presence. With a smile on his face, he gracefully took Li Lingyuan's hand and said in a gentle yet powerful voice, "Lingyuan is the most talented and charming woman I've ever met. Those who detract from her are simply jealous of her brilliance." He danced with Li Lingyuan at the party, declaring his support and love to everyone. At that moment, Li Lingyuan was so moved that she almost changed her mind and threw herself into Xiao Yi's arms. But when the music stopped, she hesitated, fearing that this was just a temporary act of heroism, and that the road ahead would be full of ups and downs.

Despite Li Lingyuan's repeated rejections, Xiao Yi never stopped. He began learning to cook, and despite repeated failures, he finally managed to create a dish from his hometown that Li Lingyuan had casually mentioned. He brought the dish to Li Lingyuan's home, and when she opened the door and saw the dish, not particularly elegant but filled with heart, tears welled up in her eyes. "Lingyuan, I know I still have many shortcomings, but I will continue to work hard for you and become someone you can rely on." Li Lingyuan's lips trembled slightly, her heart agonizing. She longed for this love, yet fear held her captive. Finally, she bit her lower lip and whispered, "Xiao Yi, please don't do this. I can't accept this." She slowly closed the door, leaned against it, and slid down to the floor, tears streaming down her face. Outside, Xiao Yi stared at the closed door, his eyes filled with determination and perseverance. He clenched his fists, telling himself to persevere until Li Lingyuan returned to his side.