Xiao Yi looked at Li Wenjia, his heart a mixture of emotions, as if a thousand words were entangled in his throat, but he didn't know where to start. His eyes were full of entanglement and pain, which was touched by Li Wenjia's deep affection, but he had to let this deep affection down.

At the moment Li Wenjia confessed her love, countless images flashed through Xiao Yi's mind. He saw Li Wenjia busy in the ward, her caring eyes, her gentle gestures, every moment of which flowed through his heart like a warm current. He knew Li Wenjia was a kind and excellent woman, her love pure and sincere, without a trace of impurities. At the same time, however, Li Lingyuan's face also emerged vividly in his mind. It was a love that could not be erased, spanning millennia. They had weathered hardships together in ancient times, shared joys, and every moment was unforgettable.

Xiao Yi fell into a deep internal struggle. Perhaps, he thought, if he accepted Li Wenjia, he could start anew in this modern world, find a stable and happy life. He would no longer have to cling to that unattainable dream of traveling back in time, no longer be tormented by longing day and night. But every time he thought of this, his heart ached like a sharp sword, a sense of betrayal towards Li Lingyuan. How could he forget the vows they made by the stream, the deep affection they embraced under the moon? It was as if his soul had long been connected to Li Lingyuan, a love that had become a part of his being, ingrained in his bones, inseparable, through millennia.

At night, Xiao Yi lay alone in his hospital bed, gazing at the bright moon outside the window, unable to fall asleep. The moonlight cast a shadow over his face, outlining his deep features, yet also illuminating the confusion and pain in his eyes. He constantly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, recalling every detail of his time with Li Wenjia, only to be overwhelmed again and again by memories of Li Lingyuan. He remembered Li Wenjia's meticulous breakfast preparations, her eyes filled with anticipation; he also remembered Li Lingyuan's attentiveness as she mended his clothes, her gentle smile. These two thoughts alternated in his mind, making his heart a battlefield, where two emotions clashed fiercely.

As the days passed, Li Wenjia continued to accompany Xiao Yi with anticipation. She could sense Xiao Yi's struggles, yet she still held on to hope. After countless inner struggles, Xiao Yi finally mustered up the courage and decided to face Li Wenjia.

It was an afternoon, and the sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light. Xiao Yi and Li Wenjia came to a corner of the hospital garden. It was relatively quiet here, with only the occasional bird song breaking the silence. Xiao Yi took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Wenjia, you are a very good girl. I am deeply honored and moved by your love. I have always remembered your care for me over the past few days." Li Wenjia looked at him, feeling a little uneasy. She seemed to have a premonition of something. Xiao Yi paused and continued: "But there is always someone in my heart. She is from a thousand years ago. There are too many unfinished stories and inseparable emotions between us. I have tried to convince myself to let go of the past and accept your feelings, but I can't do it. I can't go against my heart, and I don't want to deceive you." Li Wenjia's face gradually turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but her throat was choked by tears. Xiao Yi's heart was filled with guilt. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Li Wenjia's eyes: "I know this is very unfair to you, and you shouldn't have to endure this. I hope you can find happiness that truly belongs to you, someone who can love you wholeheartedly."

Li Wenjia fought back tears, her voice trembling with stubbornness. "Xiao Yi, I don't regret falling in love with you, even though I knew this would be the outcome. I respect your choice, but I also hope you understand that my love won't fade away just because you reject me." With that, she turned and hurried away, her figure looking particularly lonely in the dappled sunlight. Xiao Yi watched her go, filled with remorse and helplessness. He knew he had hurt an innocent and deeply affectionate woman, but he also knew it was the only way he could hold on to his heart.

In the days that followed, Xiao Yi's heart was shrouded in a constant haze. He often sat alone in the garden, reminiscing about every moment with Li Wenjia, his heart filled with regret. Li Wenjia, on the other hand, struggled to move on from the pain of her relationship, pouring her energy into work, trying to use busyness to forget both the love and the pain. But the deep affection she once held remained a deep scar, a constant reminder of her unrequited love.

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