"He gave me a wooden kite and a red bean-shaped gemstone bracelet.
There is not much way to get there from Pengshan, so the bluebirds are eager to visit. The wooden kites are messengers.
The exquisite dice is decorated with red beans, which makes people miss you deeply. The gemstone bracelet is a token.
I shouldn't accept it.
I know very clearly that I don't have much life left.
Regardless of age, life and death are a vast gulf between us.
Can't cross it.
I can't make any promises.
But I, who have always been rational, became willful this time.
Not only did I collect the wooden kite, but I also collected the gemstone bracelet.
..."
The notebook was turned to the end.
Feng Danyuan's eyes were red.
His eyes stayed on her last handwriting, and the redness in his eyes finally turned into transparent tears, falling on the yellowed paper.
One drop, two drops, three drops...the two lines of words were blurred.
Feng Danyuan, if you can see these two notebooks, I want to tell you:
I love you. If I could start my life over again, I would definitely go to your world to find you.
Feng Danyuan clutched the notebook tightly and burst into tears.
*
Northern Xinjiang border.
The red rising sun leaps out of the horizon, illuminating the earth with thousands of feet of light, making it bright and prosperous.
It's a new day again.
Feng Danyuan opened his eyes, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.
It wasn't until he saw the woman beside him clearly that he dared to confirm that it was no longer a dream.
His Wei Zi is by his side.
He lowered his head and was about to kiss her, but saw her frowning and her temples stained with tears.
"Xiao Zi." He called her softly.
Wei Zi opened her eyes with tears in her eyes. Seeing a familiar face and feeling the familiar body temperature, she reached out and hugged Feng Danyuan's neck, sobbing softly.
Feng Danyuan suddenly understood.
She had the same dream as him.
He stretched out his hand, took her tightly into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "In this life, we will grow old together. We will live in the same quilt and die in the same hole. We will never be separated."
Wei Zi cried so hard that she couldn't speak and just nodded in her arms.
The childish voice of the little prince came from outside the house: "Dad, mother, get up! Little Xingxing is crying from hunger! Daddy, mother, don't stay in bed!"
In such an emotional moment, I was shouted out by the young prince.
But Feng Danyuan was not angry.
Not only was he not angry, he couldn't help but laugh.
The magnificent journey and the achievements that shine in the annals of history are part of his life.
But this sea of shining stars is ultimately no match for the tenderness and tenderness of the mortal world.
Having a wife and children, three meals a day, and four seasons throughout the year seems like an ordinary life, but it took me countless lives to get it in the palm of my hand.
It is so precious and makes my heart happy.
This life is so good.
*
AD 2068.
Yan Xiao took several pets and dragged two large boxes, preparing to travel through time and space.
Her plan is to go a hundred years ago, study several extinct animals, and possibly bring them back a hundred years into the future.
"Yan Xiao, you can do it!" After encouraging himself, Yan Xiao walked to the crossing point.
The magical power opens the space-time tunnel, and time is rapidly moving backwards.
Suddenly, the wooden kite in the box emitted a purple light, and countless strands of mysterious energy were produced in the light, integrating with the magical power of time travel.
Time is still moving backwards, but it has already been over a hundred years.
The overlapping space was opened, and the mysterious power in the wooden kite took Yanxiao and her "luggage" to the space in its memory.
An hour later, Yan Xiao felt that he had stopped.
She opened her eyes and saw a small, shabby village in front of her.
Isn’t it right, Shanghai was so backward a hundred years ago?
Maybe it's an illusion.
Yan Xiao closed his eyes, opened them again, and pinched the little snow lion, which made the little snow lion scream "ouch".
There was still a shabby little village in front of her, with a few new farmers wearing ancient clothes pointing at her.
Yan Xiao's mind suddenly went blank.
Damn it, she has traveled to ancient times!
What about the precise positioning that is said to be foolproof?
I send my greetings to your family’s eighteen generations of ancestors!
Ah ah ah ah ah--
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The author says:
1. For Yan Xiao’s time travel story, please see the “Yong Dynasty Chapter” starting from Chapter 1092 for details.
2. The main plot, that is, the story of Feng Danyuan & Wei Zi is over. I feel sad that from March 2021 to February 2023, it took two years to finally finish writing 2 million words as planned. I also want to write faster,
But helpless with many trivial matters, I sighed.
3. The following is an extra story. The young prince has gained weight and it’s time for him to show off his talents. But I don’t know how much I will write. I hope the sky will tell.
Thank you to all readers who have clicked on this book.
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