A carriage stopped outside the courtyard, and Cui'er turned around and called out, her voice clear and crisp.
Soon, He Jing walked out of the courtyard with a smile and a small baggage in his hand.
Three years ago, not long after Wei Changtian left, the two got married.
No matter how much the He family objected, He Jing still defied everyone's opinions and married Cui'er as his first wife.
After that, he won the gold medal in the imperial examination, won the Jinshi, and "made an exception" to return to his hometown of Le'an as an official.
During his three years as an official, He Jing worked conscientiously and devoted himself to serving the people, and was deeply loved by the people.
In addition, Su Qi knew that he seemed to have some relationship with Wei Changtian, so he promoted him to the position of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Revenue in the spring of this year, and he chose a day to take office in Beijing.
In just three years, He Jing went from an ordinary official to a third-rank official in the capital. It can be said that He Jing's official career has been smooth and unprecedented.
And he also knew the reason for all this, so he was not in a hurry to go to Beijing to take up a job, but planned to go to Shuzhou with Cui'er before that.
First, after three years of marriage, he has been busy with official duties and has little time to go sightseeing with Tweety, so he made up for it this time.
The second is that I want to visit Wei Changtian and express my gratitude in person.
"Have the gifts been packed?"
Helping Cui'er get on the carriage, He Jing asked in a low voice: "There is also a letter that Your Majesty asked me to send to Mr. Wei, have you forgotten it?"
"Don't worry, everything is put away."
Cui'er covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm not that careless person."
"That's good, that's good."
He Jing gently took Cui'er's hand: "Cui'er, you have worked hard these past three years. This time we will travel all the way to see the beautiful scenery in the world."
"Well, it's all according to the husband."
Cui'er smiled happily, and then whispered with some expectation: "Mr. sir, you said how time flies by so fast, but it has already been three years."
"Sometimes when I have nothing to do and think about it, I always feel as if Mr. Wei left just yesterday."
"I don't know how Mr. Wei is doing now. I can't get much information from Le'an."
"By the way, I heard that there are also newspapers in the capital?"
"After we move to the capital, I will buy it every day to see if there is anything related to Mr. Wei..."
"..."
The carriage drove slowly, carrying He Jing and Cui'er out of Le'an Fucheng and heading east.
After a period of turmoil three years ago, the political power of the Han Dynasty is now very stable, and the people are able to live and work in peace and contentment. Everything has returned to the prosperity of the Qian Dynasty.
Although many people still do not agree with the "legitimacy" of Dahan, they even still feel that they are Dagan people.
But at the very least, with an emperor like Su Qi who "thought everything for the people", everyone really couldn't find many reasons to restore the old dynasty.
Yes, Su Qi continued his style when he was the governor of Linchuan, and he should be the most considerate emperor in the world today.
And this is actually one of the most important reasons why Wei Changtian chose Su Qi in the first place.
It's just that he never told anyone else.
...
...
A month later, He Jing and Cui'er were walking and playing together, leaving Dahan, passing through Dachu, and entering Xinfeng territory, a border town called "Chengjian".
He didn't know if it was because he had rarely run around like this before, but He Jing was caught in the cold the day he entered the city.
After asking the innkeeper, Cui'er learned that the best medical center in the city was called "Jishitang", so she immediately took the car to get medicine for He Jing.
The sight of people coming and going outside Jishi Hall also shows that the innkeeper is right. This medical center seems to be quite trusted by the people in Chengjian City.
"Madam, there are a lot of people here. Why don't you wait in the car for a while while I go get some medicine for you?"
After parking the carriage, the coachman saw that there were so many people inside and outside Jishi Hall, and he couldn't help but worry that Cui'er, a woman, would be easily hit by others.
Cui'er was also worried about this, so she nodded and watched the coachman quickly walk into the hospital.
"One coin for ginseng! Two coins for gastrodia elata! Five coins for hawthorn..."
"Take it, remember to decoct it and take it twice a day, and come back for the medicine in five days..."
"Thank you, Miss Li! This is the 20 coins I owed for taking medicine for my mother last time. I brought it to you this time..."
"It doesn't matter. If you don't have enough money, you can lend it on credit for a few more days. It doesn't matter..."
"No way! I can't owe you money to anyone, Miss Li! I will be struck by lightning from the sky!"
"Okay, then I will accept the ten cents, and you can take the remaining ten cents back to buy more wheat seeds this year..."
"..."
"Oh, Miss Li is so kind-hearted! She also looks like a fairy! Being able to practice medicine in Jishi Hall is really a blessing for us in Chengjiancheng!"
"Who says it's not the case! I don't even know why Miss Li doesn't want to get married. So many people came to her to talk to her about matchmaking, but I heard she declined them all."
"Maybe Miss Li already has someone in mind."
"But I haven't seen Miss Li getting close to any man."
"Okay, okay, stop talking, it's your turn..."
Whispers echoed in the front hall. Although several people were sitting in the clinic at this time, only the queue in front of Li Wutong was the longest.
As the coachman had just arrived, he naturally thought that this good-looking woman had the best medical skills, so he also lined up at the end of the queue and waited for a full two-quarters of an hour before it was his turn.
"Girl, my husband is infected with wind-cold and wants to get some medicine to cure it."
The first time he saw a woman attending a consultation, the coachman didn't know what to call Li Wutong. He had just heard that the latter was not married, so he simply called her "girl."
Li Wutong didn't care. After asking about the symptoms carefully, he shouted to the pharmacy behind him:
"Two qian for Ephedra, four qian for Guizhi, one qian each for Fangfeng, Angelica dahurica, and Sichuan Wu..."
Soon, the wrapped medicine bag was passed from the pharmacy to the front hall. Li Wutong handed it to the driver and said softly:
"Give your master to boil it slowly and take it twice a day. You should be fine within three days."
"Thank you, girl."
The driver hurriedly took the medicine package: "I wonder how much this medicine costs?"
"Thirty Wen."
"Okay... hmm? Thirty cents?"
After taking out the money, the driver's expression suddenly became a little strange.
He had often done some trivial tasks in getting medicine before, so he had a general understanding of the prices of various common medicinal materials.
So...this is too cheap, right?
"Girl, why do you only charge thirty coins? Isn't this medicine an old medicine?"
Frowning, the coachman immediately frowned and said, "Girl, my master is not short of money. You just need to prepare the most expensive new medicine. You don't have to..."
"What did you say!"
Dissatisfied shouts came from behind, and before Li Wutong could explain, someone angrily said:
"Humph! Neither you nor your master are from Cheng Jian Mansion, are you?"
"Who in the entire Chengjian Mansion doesn't know that Jishitang never uses old medicine! Who knows that Miss Li has a bodhisattva-like heart!"
"I think you just want to be beaten!"
"Why don't you hurry up and apologize to Miss Li!"
"Yes! Make amends to Miss Li quickly! Otherwise we won't be able to spare you!"
"..."
In an instant, a group of people gathered around and demanded an apology from the coachman.
The latter had never seen such a scene before, and how did he know that this female doctor was so loved by people in Chengjian City? He couldn't help but froze on the spot.
Fortunately, Li Wutong quickly stepped forward to help him out, thus preventing the situation from deteriorating further.
Just as the small commotion in Jishi Hall gradually subsided, Cui'er outside the house suddenly ran out of the carriage, caught up with a woman in a pink skirt, and shouted breathlessly:
"Here, this girl! Wait a minute!"
"..."
Stopping and looking back, the moment she saw Cui'er, a trace of surprise clearly flashed in the woman's eyes.
To be honest, anyone else would be surprised right now.
After all, the two of them look so much alike.
"This girl..."
After adjusting her breathing slightly, Cui'er stepped closer.
She was just bored waiting in the car, so she opened the curtain and looked at the people on the street.
Unexpectedly, I saw a woman who looked very similar to me.
Suddenly remembering what happened three years ago, Cui Er immediately got out of the car and chased after her.
But now, after she really caught up with the woman in the pink skirt, she didn't know what to say for a while, and finally she just gritted her teeth and asked directly:
"I dare to ask girl...but your last name is You?"
"..."
Her eyes widened suddenly, and the expression of the woman in pink skirt immediately became extremely vigilant. After taking a deep look at Cui'er, she turned around and walked into an alley.
Cui'er was stunned for a moment and hurriedly chased after him.
But when she stood at the entrance of the alley, there was no one in the alley.
Standing there blankly, Cui'er didn't know why the woman disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Obviously, judging from the latter's reaction, her surname should indeed be You.
As for whether it was Miss You that Wei Changtian was looking for, Cui'er didn't know, let alone why she ran away.
In short, the person is indeed gone now.
After standing there for a while, Cui'er shook her head and turned around to leave.
But just before leaving, she still shouted loudly into the empty alley -
"Miss You! Mr. Wei has been looking for you!"
"..."
...
Three days later, He Jing's cold recovered, and he and Cui'er left Chengjian City.
Regarding the matter of the woman in the pink skirt, Cui'er naturally told He Jing.
He Jing was also unsure whether the former was the "Miss You", so he asked Cui'er if she noticed any other details.
Cui'er recalled it for a long time, and finally remembered that the woman seemed to be wearing a peach blossom hairpin in her hair.
He Jing didn't say anything more, but kept the matter in his mind silently, planning to tell Wei Changtian after arriving in Shuzhou.
In this way, the two of them traveled eastward for more than half a month, and finally left Xinfeng in early March, crossed the Mang River and a piece of Gobi, and entered the Yuanzhou territory of Daning.
The "Wonzhou City Massacre" five years ago was so tragic that both of them had heard about it.
Now five years have passed, Yuanzhou City is still in ruins, but on weekdays people from Daning occasionally come here to mourn their relatives and friends who died in the tragedy.
However, Pingjiang County, not far from Yuanzhou City, is becoming more and more lively, and it has become the closest border town to Xinfeng in the western region of Daning.
"Ms. sir, I originally thought that Pingjiang was so close to Yuanzhou City that people would not dare to stay here."
Walking side by side with He Jing on the long street, Cui'er said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be so lively."
"Haha, I guess it's because after the destruction of Yuanzhou City, this city became the place where the caravans traveling between Daning and Xinfeng settled."
He Jing was worthy of being a Jinshi and an official, and he immediately pointed out the key: "Since ancient times, wherever there is a lot of business, there will be bustling business. Nowadays, the trade between the five countries is close, so it is not surprising that Pingjiang can be so prosperous."
"Ah, that's it..."
Cui'er nodded in sudden realization, and looked at He Jing with even more admiration.
But at this moment, the latter suddenly stopped, as if listening carefully to something.
"Ms. sir, what's wrong?"
Cui'er looked towards the roadside in confusion, and then realized that there was a small school not far away.
The wooden plaque engraved with the word "Zhizhi" glowed with a faint golden light in the sun. The wooden window was open, and the faint sound of children reading could be heard floating out of it.
"It's Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night composed by Mr. Wei."
Shaking his sleeves, He Jing said softly: "I think Mr. Lai is teaching poetry."
"Wow, Mr. Wei is so amazing. His poems are even taught in a small school like this."
Cui'er is not a literati, so of course she doesn't know Wei Changtian's current status in the world of poetry, so she couldn't help being surprised when He Jing said this.
On the other side, He Jing didn't explain anything, just smiled, and then walked through the school gate with Cui'er and continued to enjoy the local customs and customs of Pingjiang City.
Soon, the two of them slowly walked away.
At the same time, in the primary school called Zhizhi, a little boy of about eight or nine years old was exclaiming in a low voice to his companions with admiration:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hey, this Wei Changtian is so awesome. I think he is the best among the poems we memorized!"
"I heard from my mother that this Wei Changtian is not only good at writing poetry, but he is also very good at fighting!"
"I also heard that the emperor has to listen to him!"
"Really? Then he must be very smart!"
"It goes without saying that I just don't know who is smarter, him or my husband."
"I think it's sir."
"I think sir may not be as good as him..."
"..."
The whispers were mixed with the sound of endorsements, and a breeze blew through the window, stirring the young hair of the children in the hall.
And the "sir" was sitting in front of a screen, holding an ancient book in his hand, with a gentle and calm expression.
Since children will compare this person with Wei Changtian, it means that in the children's minds this person has extremely high intelligence.
that's the truth.
This Zhizhi Bookstore has only been open for three years, and its scale is small, but the children it sends are always much better than those in other bookstores.
Even sometimes when a child encounters some trouble at home, he can enlighten the child with just a few words. As long as you follow what he says, any problem will be solved.
As a result, this young man, who is probably only in his thirties, has been favored by many famous families.
Someone wanted to ask him to come to their house to be a personal trainer for their children.
Someone wanted to ask him to be a counselor.
There are also people who want to start a business partnership with him without him having to contribute a penny of capital.
There is no doubt that no matter which one of the above, the money and reputation gained will be greater than opening a school here.
But this man refused them all, and spent three years teaching and educating people in this small school.
Oh, he also married a very ordinary woman.
She is a girl from an ordinary family in the city.
His appearance is not outstanding, his figure is not exquisite, and he does not have the knowledge to match him.
Just be kind and do your duty.
More importantly, the girl treated him very well.
"Ms. sir, have you gone to court?"
The door curtain was gently opened, and a woman in common clothes poked her head in and whispered: "It's midnight, it's time to have lunch."
"Hello, Master!"
"Master's wife!"
"I've met the master's wife!"
Before the teacher could say anything, the children in the hall started shouting together, and it was obvious that they loved this master's wife very much.
The gentleman also smiled and waved his hand, and the children immediately dropped their books and ran out of the school like flying.
"Oh! It's time to go to class!"
"Let's go home for dinner!"
"..."
Like a group of loose ponies, after a while, there were only two people left in the hall, a man and a woman.
"Ms. sir, eat it while it's hot."
"You have been coughing badly in the past few days, so I made some pear porridge..."
While talking, he took out a small earthenware pot and several plates of side dishes from the food box.
The aroma of the food lingers in the air, and the warm sunshine at noon is pleasant.
"good."
The gentleman smiled, filled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of the woman, and then poured another bowl for himself.
The two of them sat opposite each other, chatting about home affairs, drinking porridge and eating vegetables. The breeze turned the pages of the book, and a salesman was hawking on the street outside the window. The sounds from far and near were full of human fireworks.
If you want to describe this scene of "husband and wife loving each other", then the man will undoubtedly be able to name many allusions and idioms in one breath.
As for the woman who has never read a book, she probably can’t tell.
However, she knew that she had already identified the man in front of her, so she was willing to be kind to him.
Even if the man never told her where he came from and what earth-shattering things he had done...
...
...
In March, the orioles are flying and the grass is growing, and the early rice has sprouted its tender green tips.
The carriage drove slowly and slowly on the smooth official road, with green rice fields on both sides.
The irrigation canal leads the water from the distant river to the fields. The weird steel "huts" are steaming with steam, and the water from the irrigation canal is introduced into the rice fields with a "rumbling" sound. Cui Er, who is sitting in the car, is greatly moved by the sight.
Surprised.
Two months after leaving Dahan, she and He Jing finally arrived at the destination of their trip, Shuzhou, the great Shu.
Once you enter Sichuan, the scenery you see along the way is very different from elsewhere. The most novel thing among them is these "iron houses" that can divert water from canals.
"Ms. sir, what are these?"
Lying by the car window, Cui'er asked blankly: "How come you've never seen it elsewhere?"
"It should be called a steam engine."
He Jing probably had heard of steam engines before, so he could name them now.
But after all, he has never seen the real thing, so he doesn't actually know what this thing does.
"I think it looks like a windmill, and it is used for pumping water for irrigation."
"Steam engine..."
Cui'er is still puzzled: "But there is obviously no wind at this moment, so why can this steam engine still divert water?"
"I don't know about that."
He Jing shook his head honestly and said with sincerity: "In short, Mr. Wei is here in Shu, so it is not surprising that such magical things appear."
"Well, the people of Shu must be living a very good life."
Cui'er nodded and lowered the curtain: "At least with these iron houses, you don't have to work so hard when farming, and you don't have to worry about drought."
"yes."
He Jing looked into the distance, and the outline of a majestic ancient city appeared at the end of his vision.
It's still early at this moment and the sun has not fully risen yet.
But even in this hazy morning light, Shuzhou City seemed to be exuding a desirable vitality and freshness.
Cui Er is right.
Nowadays, the people of Shu are indeed living a very good life.
As for how "good" this "good" is... maybe we can get a glimpse of it from a common saying circulating among the people of Shu.
There is no need to ask God for farming, there is no need for businessmen to worship officials, and there is no need to seek immortality for cultivation.
...
...
Shuzhou City, Weiyang Palace, Jinluan Palace.
"...Your Majesty, regarding the construction of the first railway, this is the opinion of the minister."
"Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible."
It has a golden roof and jade pillars, double eaves and nine ridges.
Officials from nearly a hundred dynasties stood in the hall holding wat tablets in their hands, and the dignified and luxurious Ning Yuke sat on the dragon platform.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As the prime minister of Shu, You Wenzong has just finished his "concluding speech", the most important of which is the "construction of railways".
Today, the Bureau of Engineering has created a "train" powered by a steam engine.
Then the natural next step is to build railway tracks and officially promote this new type of transportation.
Building railroad tracks is not difficult.
However, taking into account various factors, the "planned route" of this first railway track is particularly critical.
The route suggested by You Wenzong is from Shuzhou City to Datong City. He just listed many benefits of doing so.
But Ning Yuke will definitely have to make the final decision on this matter.
But the latter thought for a moment and said slowly:
"Master You, this matter is of great importance. I should wait until I ask my husband about it first before I talk about it."
Ask your husband first...
As the empress and the supreme ruler of Shu, Ning Yuke's words were strange to hear.
But You Wenzong was not surprised at all. After saying "Wei Chen understands", he bowed and returned to the group.
The other courtiers also looked calm, as if they were no longer surprised by what Ning Yuke just said...
"Is there anyone who has done nothing?"
"Retreat without incident!"
Amidst the shouts of the little eunuch, Ning Yuke stood up and walked down the dragon platform, walked around a screen and disappeared.
All the courtiers also walked out of the Jinluan Palace, talking in small groups while walking outside the inner palace.
And just before everyone walked down the long white marble steps, a white light pillar visible to the naked eye suddenly rose into the sky outside the palace, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"That is......"
Most of the civil servants had blank faces and were stunned as they looked in the direction of the light beam.
However, the military attaches were much calmer, and someone immediately explained:
"My lords, there is no need to panic. This is a vision caused by breaking through to the second level. It will dissipate soon."
"Huh? So someone in the city has broken through to the second level?"
"That's right, judging from this direction... it should be Mr. Wei's house."
"Ah, I think it must be one of Mr. Wei's retainers."
"Hahaha! What a blessing! What a blessing!"
"..."
The mood changed from tense to relaxed. A group of courtiers looked up and watched the light beam dissipate, and then went about their business.
Since someone in the Wei family has made a breakthrough, there is nothing to worry about.
However, their guesses were not entirely correct.
This beam of light indeed originated from the Wei Mansion, but the person who made the breakthrough was not a disciple of Wei Changtian.
But...
...
"Teacher, master..."
Standing in the middle of the crowd, Ah Chun timidly pinched her fingers and looked at Wei Changtian nervously.
"I, I seem to be in the second grade..."
"..."
His expression stiffened, and he looked at Ah Chun as if he were an alien. After a long while, Wei Changtian coughed dryly and said:
"Ahem, not bad."
"But after all, it's still a little slower than when I was a teacher..."
As soon as these words came out, Ah Chun didn't have any doubts. On the contrary, everyone on the side rolled their eyes.
"Sister Qin'er, why do you think my husband is so shameless?"
"Sister Liu Shi, hasn't my husband always been like this? Sister Yao'er, do you think so?"
"Ah? I, I think my husband is fine..."
"Goose goose! Jingyao! You never dare to say anything wrong to your husband! I also think my husband is very thick-skinned!"
"That's right! Sister Wan'er, you think so too! Right!"
"Isn't it? Just take the past few days as an example. He insisted on me wearing those stockings... Qin'er, why are you blushing?"
"Ah, I, I wore it too..."
"Hmm? What color is it?"
"White, white..."
"Really? I am black...Liu Shi, have you worn it too?"
"Me? I wore it regularly three or four years ago."
"ah?"
"..."
Inexplicably, the topic shifted to strange aspects. Wei Qiaoling, who was riding a big black dog next to her, looked confused and seemed to want to ask what "silk stockings" were.
But before she could speak, Wei Changtian, who looked extremely embarrassed, waved his hand and interrupted:
"Ahem! Stop hanging around here! Go back to the house!"
"oh."
All the girls looked at her with smiles, and then led a child out of the backyard.
"call......"
Seeing everyone leaving, Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief and once again looked at Achun, who was already a second-grade warrior.
"Ah Chun."
"Master, I'm here!"
"Well, since you are now at the second level, it's time for my teacher to teach you some powerful self-defense moves."
"This sword technique is called Luo Qiong. It is extremely mysterious. I think it took three days for a master with such talent to master it."
"Wow! Master has been using it for three days! Then this swordsmanship must be very powerful!"
"Hmph, of course it's very powerful, keep an eye out!"
"..."
The shadow of the sword flew up and down, inadvertently cutting off several green leaves on the tree.
The breeze fell from the blue sky, blowing the leaves high into the sky, and sent them to a parked carriage outside the gate of Wei Mansion.
He Jing and Cui'er got out of the carriage, looked at the word "Wei Mansion" on the door plaque, hesitated for a moment and then went to knock on the door.
However, before they could touch the door knocker, a surprised voice came from behind them.
"Mr. He? Miss Cui'er?"
"Um?"
The two of them looked back when they heard the sound, and saw a man and a woman standing just a few steps away.
The man looked very strange, I had never seen him before.
But the woman who spoke looked familiar.
"It's really you!"
Taking a step closer, Li Zimu explained with a smile: "Mr. He, Miss Cui'er, I went to Daqian Capital with Mr. Wei before, and I met you once."
"ah!"
After Li Zimu reminded him, He Jing and Cui'er immediately remembered the other woman besides Yang Liushi who had been with Wei Changtian.
"So that's it. I couldn't recognize it for a while. I hope the girl won't be surprised."
He quickly raised his hand to Li Zimu, and He Jing whispered tentatively: "I don't know, girl..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "My surname is Li."
Li Zimu introduced himself with a smile, then turned to look at the man beside him: "This is my husband-in-law."
"Tang Chen."
The man also smiled and promptly reported his name.
He Jing did not dare to neglect, and immediately handed over his hand again: "Ah, I, He Jing, have met Mr. Tang."
Tang Chen also returned the gift with a cupped hand: "Young Master He is so polite..."
"..."
Three years later, Tang Chen married Li Zimu.
The lives of the other sons of Heaven who are still alive have also undergone some changes.
Shen Ran returned to Dali and became the leader of Kuixing Academy.
Xu Quan and Zhili went to travel around the world, and a few days ago they just came back with a message about the White Palace.
Chu An escaped the pursuit and now lives with Qin He in Shuzhou City.
And Ye Xuan, who is ranked number one but has never appeared before, is said to have become the most dazzling young generation in the world today except Wei Changtian...
The green leaves fell leisurely to the ground, and the four people outside the mansion greeted each other politely for a while. Then Li Zimu figured out the purpose of He Jing and Cui'er's visit to Shuzhou.
First, she led the two of them into the main hall of the mansion and sat down. She immediately went to notify Wei Changtian.
Then not long after, the latter's hearty laughter floated over from far to near.
"Hahaha! Brother He! Miss Cui'er! Long time no see!"
"Master Wei!"
"..."
Standing up with some excitement, He Jing and Cui'er saw this familiar man again, announcing that their journey spanning thousands of miles had finally reached the end.
Laughter sounded in the house, swayed out of the window cracks in the wind, picked up the green leaves on the ground, and sent them back to the branches.
The annual rings go around and around, spring and summer change to autumn and winter several times.
Everything that happened in these six years was like a heart-stirring, yet ordinary story.
There are unending love and hate, there are looking back at the twilight, there are the sun, moon and stars, there are black hair and white hair.
But just like He Jing and Cui'er's journey, although they came to Shuzhou and met Wei Changtian, their lives were not actually over.
Therefore, the long river of time will continue to flow.
From this point of view, these seemingly magnificent six years seem to be just a spoonful of waves, a past that cannot be returned.
As for what these six years mean to the world, it may be difficult for people living in them to explain clearly, and it may be left to future generations to comment.
But for Wei Changtian personally, before the story began, he was lonely, selfish, and indifferent.
And by the end of the story, he at least understood what love is, what responsibility is, and what gratitude is.
No matter how high a wave splashes, what really gives it meaning is the river and sea that carries it.
Therefore, whether you are ordinary or mediocre, no matter whether you can see the future or not, you still have to keep moving forward.
After all, there is still a long way to go, and the new story has not yet begun.