Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

Li Lingyuan couldn't remember how many days and nights she had spent searching for Xiao Yi. She had traversed mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, leaving no corner untouched where Xiao Yi might hide. Her face was no longer as delicate as it once was, worn down by the frost and weather, but her eyes still burned with the fire of determination.

Ever since Xiao Yi disappeared, Li Lingyuan's world had been plunged into endless darkness. She'd woken countless times from dreams of Xiao Yi lying in front of her, covered in blood. Every time she woke, her pillow was soaked with tears. She knew she couldn't stop. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she would find him.

Li Lingyuan followed Xiao Yi's possible escape route, searching for clues in every town she visited, carrying Xiao Yi's portrait. Some claimed to have seen him, but the figure always flashed by in the chaos, leaving no further clues. Li Lingyuan pursued every clue, like a tireless bird, soaring towards the unknown.

In a remote town, Li Lingyuan heard that a man resembling Xiao Yi had been seen there, gravely injured. Anxiously, she rushed to the location, a dilapidated thatched hut. The air was filled with the tangled smell of blood and herbs, and scattered bandages lay on the floor. Li Lingyuan's heart sank, and she trembled as she picked up the bandages. The blood had dried on them, and the shocking crimson brought tears to her eyes.

She asked the villagers nearby, and an old man recalled, "That young man was covered in wounds. We carried him here. He was unconscious for several days. When he woke up, he seemed to have lost his soul and didn't speak. Not long after, he passed away. I don't know where he went." Li Lingyuan's voice choked a little. "Grandpa, which direction did he go?" The old man pointed to the forest to the west. "It seems he went that way. Girl, there are wild animals in that forest. It's very dangerous."

Li Lingyuan thanked the old man and ran towards the western forest without hesitation. The forest was full of thorns, which scratched her skin, but she was unaware of it. She shouted Xiao Yi's name while running through the forest. Suddenly, a wild wolf jumped out from the grass, showing its sharp fangs and growling. Li Lingyuan gripped the sword tightly in her hand, without any fear in her eyes. The wolf pounced on her suddenly, Li Lingyuan dodged to the side and swung the sword at the wolf. After a fierce fight, the wolf was injured and fled. Li Lingyuan did not stop and continued to walk deep into the forest.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi struggled to survive, suffering from amnesia. Lost in the mountains, he survived on wild fruits and stream water. Blurry images flashed through his mind: a gentle smile, a warm embrace. But whenever he strained to see clearly, the images vanished like bubbles. His head pounded, and he could only crouch on the ground, clutching his head, enduring the excruciating pain.

Once, Xiao Yi accidentally fell into a trap set by a hunter. The bottom of the trap was covered with sharp branches. His leg was scratched and bleeding. He tried to climb out, but the trap was too deep and the edges were very slippery. He was trapped for two days and two nights, so weak that he almost lost consciousness. Just when he thought he was going to die, a heavy rain came down, and the water in the trap became increasingly dense. Xiao Yi used up his last bit of strength, relying on the buoyancy of the water, to barely climb out.

He dragged his injured leg, struggling forward through the forest. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he came to a cave. The cave was dark and damp, but for Xiao Yi, it was a place where he could temporarily take shelter. He found some hay in the cave, spread it on the ground, and lay down on it, closing his eyes tiredly.

Li Lingyuan searched for Xiao Yi in the forest for several days and nights, but still could not find any trace of him. Her body had reached its limit, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered. She kept praying in her heart, hoping that Xiao Yi would be safe. At the edge of the forest, she met a doctor who was collecting herbs. Seeing Li Lingyuan's appearance, the doctor kindly handed her some herbs: "Girl, why are you doing this? This forest is so big, it's too difficult to find someone. You should take care of yourself first." Li Lingyuan took the herbs and said gratefully: "Thank you, I must find him."

After leaving the forest, Li Lingyuan embarked on a new journey. She heard that a man with amnesia in a small border town had attracted the attention of the locals. Li Lingyuan rushed there without stopping. Along the way, she crossed the desert, the scorching sun scorching her, her lips chapped, her throat smoking, but her faith remained unwavering.

When she arrived at the border town, she discovered that the man with amnesia wasn't Xiao Yi. Li Lingyuan's hopes were dashed once again. She wandered the streets dejectedly, feeling her world crumble once again. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on. The repeated disappointments pierced her heart like sharp blades.

However, Li Lingyuan didn't give up. She began searching the area around the town, questioning every passing merchant. One merchant told her of a mysterious tribe on the other side of the desert, said to possess a magical medicine that could cure amnesia. Li Lingyuan, feeling a new hope, ignored her fatigue and prepared to cross the desert to reach the tribe.

The desert environment was extremely harsh, with sandstorms threatening to strike at any moment. Li Lingyuan covered her face with a cloth and walked forward, step by step. The swirling yellow sand made it nearly impossible to open her eyes, and each step required immense effort. In the desert, her rations and water quickly ran out, and she began to hallucinate, seeing Xiao Yi waving at her from the front. She knew it was an illusion, but she couldn't help but walk in that direction.

Just when she was about to collapse, she encountered a camel caravan. The caravan members rescued her and gave her water and food. After regaining some strength, Li Lingyuan continued to follow the caravan to the mysterious tribe.

While recuperating in a cave, Xiao Yi encountered an old man who lived there in seclusion. Seeing Xiao Yi's injuries, the old man treated him with herbs. As they spent time together, the old man discovered that Xiao Yi had lost his memory, and he tried to use his own methods to help him recover. The old man took Xiao Yi to the mountains to practice an ancient technique that was said to stimulate memory.

Xiao Yi practiced according to the old man's method. During his practice, new images occasionally appeared in his mind. There were palace pavilions, a magnificent banquet, and a vague figure dancing. He didn't know what these images meant, but he could feel that these memories were very important to him.

After a period of training, Xiao Yi's injuries gradually improved, and his memory also showed some signs of loosening. He said goodbye to the old man and decided to continue to search for his own life experience. The old man looked at his departing back and nodded slightly. He knew that this young man was destined to have an extraordinary fate.

Li Lingyuan finally arrived at the mysterious tribe. The tribesmen were wary of outsiders, so she explained her purpose. The tribe's leader, moved by her deep affection, decided to help her. The tribe possessed a magical potion, extracted from rare desert plants. The leader told Li Lingyuan that it might help Xiao Yi regain his memory, but the process would be extremely painful, and there was no guarantee of its effectiveness.

Li Lingyuan accepted without hesitation, leaving the tribe with the potion and embarking on her return journey. On her way back, she encountered a group of bandits. Seeing that Li Lingyuan was alone and carrying the precious potion, the bandits became suspicious. They blocked Li Lingyuan's path and demanded she hand over the potion. Li Lingyuan clutched the potion tightly and engaged in a desperate struggle with the bandits.

Her swordsmanship was fierce, but the bandits were outnumbered. During the fight, Li Lingyuan sustained multiple injuries, but she fought tenaciously. Just as she was about to collapse, a passing knight intervened, repelling the bandits. Li Lingyuan gratefully thanked the knight, who looked at her with admiration in his eyes: "Young lady, your devotion to the one you love is truly touching." Li Lingyuan smiled, took the potion, and continued on her way.

After returning to the place she had been searching, Li Lingyuan began to ask around for information about Xiao Yi. Her clues piled up, suggesting he was not far away. Following the trail, she arrived at a bustling city. On the streets, she spotted a familiar figure. Li Lingyuan's heartbeat quickened, and she called out in a trembling voice, "Xiao Yi!" The figure paused, then slowly turned around...