Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

After Li Wenjia realized her feelings for Xiao Yi, her inner emotions gradually spread like vines growing wildly in spring, prompting her to unconsciously send all kinds of hints and ambiguous signals to Xiao Yi.

The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains into the ward, forming golden rays of light, with dust particles dancing gently in them. Li Wenjia walked in with breakfast as usual. She had gotten up early today and carefully prepared the food that Xiao Yi liked to eat, and she had arranged them very delicately. "Mr. Xiao, today's breakfast was carefully selected by me." Li Wenjia said, with a hint of expectation in her eyes, and she tilted her head slightly to look at Xiao Yi, like a child waiting for praise. Xiao Yi raised his head and saw the table full of food and Li Wenjia's bright eyes. A warm feeling welled up in his heart, and he smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Li Wenjia." Li Wenjia shook her head slightly. When she was setting the tableware, her fingers touched Xiao Yi's hand intentionally or unintentionally. Xiao Yi was slightly startled, but Li Wenjia acted as if nothing had happened, with only a slight blush on her cheeks.

In the rehabilitation training room, sunlight fills the entire space through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and outside the windows is a lush garden view. Li Wenjia is always by Xiao Yi's side. When Xiao Yi has worked hard to complete a set of training exercises, Li Wenjia will immediately hand him a towel, her eyes full of concern and appreciation: "Mr. Xiao, you are really great! You are so serious in every training, you will definitely recover quickly." As she spoke, her hand naturally rested on Xiao Yi's shoulder and squeezed it gently, as if to cheer him up. Xiao Yi felt her movements and her gentle tone, and a different ripple arose in his heart. He looked at Li Wenjia and responded with a smile: "It's because you are here to encourage me, otherwise I might not have given up long ago." Li Wenjia felt sweet in her heart when she heard it, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

One day, a small music event was held in the hospital garden. The garden was ablaze with vibrant blossoms, their colorful blooms swaying gently in the breeze, emitting waves of enchanting fragrance. Volunteers had set up a simple music venue amid the flowers, displaying a variety of musical instruments. Upon learning about this, Li Wenjia took Xiao Yi to the garden. They sat on a bench, listening to the melodious music. Li Wenjia's gaze drifted toward Xiao Yi from time to time. When a lyrical song began, she whispered, "This piece brings back so many beautiful memories. Mr. Xiao, do you feel that way?" Xiao Yi nodded and said, "It's indeed easy to lose yourself in memories." Li Wenjia leaned slightly closer to Xiao Yi, the faint scent of her perfume wafting into his nose, mingling with the fragrance of the surrounding flowers. Xiao Yi's thoughts drifted back to ancient times, to a scene where he and Li Lingyuan strolled by a stream, the water gurgling, Li Lingyuan's laughter echoing in the wind, as they shared their hearts and pledged their lifelong love. At this moment, Li Wenjia's soft voice brought him back to reality. She whispered, "I hope to create more beautiful memories with you in the future." Xiao Yi turned his head and saw Li Wenjia's affectionate eyes. His heart moved, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

During one of her ward rounds, a few snow-white clouds drifted in the sky outside the window, and sunlight streamed softly into the ward. Li Wenjia spotted Xiao Yi reading a book of ancient poetry. She walked over, sat down beside the bed, and asked, "Mr. Xiao, are you interested in ancient poetry as well? I love it too. I always feel that ancient poetry has a unique charm." Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Yes, ancient poetry embodies the wisdom and emotions of the ancients and is truly worth savoring." Li Wenjia's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Which one do you like best, Mr. Xiao?" Xiao Yi thought for a moment and then named a love poem. Li Wenjia lowered her head slightly and whispered a few lines from the poem: "I wish to find someone who loves me like this, and we will be together until we grow old together. Mr. Xiao, don't you think this kind of love is very desirable?" Her voice was soft and emotional, and she glanced at Xiao Yi furtively, observing his reaction. Xiao Yi sensed her hint and felt a little flustered. He just said vaguely, "It's really beautiful." This reminded Xiao Yi of the night when he and Li Lingyuan recited poems under the moon. They expressed their love for each other through poems. Those beautiful moments seemed to be just yesterday.

A few days later, the sky was ablaze with sunset, painting the entire city a vibrant orange-red. Li Wenjia walked into Xiao Yi's hospital room, holding two movie tickets. "Mr. Xiao, there's a new movie coming out soon, and it's getting great reviews. I bet you're bored in the hospital. Would you like to go see it together?" Li Wenjia's eyes held a hint of anticipation and shyness. Xiao Yi hesitated. After all, he was still a patient, and going out might expose him to the media. Li Wenjia seemed to sense his concern and quickly said, "I've already spoken to the doctor. As long as you get enough rest, you'll be fine. I know a small path that will get you away from the media." Xiao Yi, observing Li Wenjia's enthusiasm, finally nodded. The dark atmosphere of the cinema created a subtle atmosphere. Throughout the movie, Li Wenjia would occasionally turn to look at Xiao Yi, her hand occasionally brushing against his on the armrest. Xiao Yi's heart raced. He didn't know how to respond to Li Wenjia's flirtatious gestures, so he pretended to focus on the movie. In his mind, he recalled the scene of him and Li Lingyuan enjoying the night view in the ancient pavilion. At that time, they sat in each other's arms, thinking that they could be together forever. But now, facing Li Wenjia's feelings, he fell into a deep tangle.

As time went on, Li Wenjia's hints and flirtations became increasingly overt. While tidying Xiao Yi's hospital room, she would place small, handmade ornaments by his bedside, saying they wanted to liven up his room. She would also, occasionally, mention her future plans during conversations, hinting at her desire for Xiao Yi to be a part of them. However, Xiao Yi was torn. He knew Li Wenjia's feelings and was grateful for her care and affection, but he couldn't let go of Li Lingyuan, who had traveled through time and space for millennia. He didn't know how to deal with Li Wenjia's feelings: should he accept her and try to start over in the modern world, or cling to his longing for Li Lingyuan and continue searching for a way to travel back in time? This conflicting feeling ripped him apart, plunging him into deep pain. Yet, Li Wenjia joyfully continued her hints and flirtations, hoping for a definitive response from Xiao Yi.