Across thousands of years I love you 109

  "Ah, Mountain, when did you arrive?" White Mian's mother smiled and greeted him. She was a dignified and loving woman, although she had aged, her eyebrows and eyes still showed the elegance and beauty of her youth. "Don't rush, sit down and rest for a while. What's wrong, you seem to be feeling unwell."

  "Oh," Duan Zhishan glanced at Bai Min, smiling and saying, "It's nothing, something small happened a while ago, it's almost healed now, didn't dare tell you all, afraid of worrying you and Uncle."

  "You're such a child, tell us what's going on. Your parents aren't here, and by age, I and your Uncle Bai are considered your elders too. Now that you and Min'er are friends, it's our responsibility to take care of you if something happens. From now on, don't be so distant with us again." Madam Bai said with a smile, looking at Duan Zhishan, feeling very happy.

  This young man is really good, his character and work are quite satisfactory, especially for his own daughter, it's a deep feeling. Although the family is not in this city, with his economic conditions, he can guarantee that his daughter will have a stable life.

  "Alright. After I get back to the mountain, I'll definitely come visit you two often, and don't think about rejecting me then. As for the cake, it's a must-do, this is something I learned while studying abroad and working part-time. When I was studying abroad, I used to work in a bakery and learned some great skills. Today is Xiaomin's birthday, so I have to personally make her a delicious and beautiful cake." Duan Zhishan said with deep affection, looking at Bai Min.

  Bai Min felt a bit embarrassed, looking at Duan Zhishan, and sighed silently.

  After dinner, Duan Zhishan did not leave. He had been at Bai Min's house for almost a whole day, from the cake at breakfast to the cocktail at dinner. He didn't care about his body that hadn't fully recovered yet. In his words, "Actually, I wasn't seriously injured in the first place. The doctors at the hospital were just making a big deal out of nothing."

  Sitting on the balcony, looking at Bai Min, Duan Zhishan had a satisfied expression, smiling and saying: "Xiao Min, I'm really extremely happy now, such days are truly joyful. Being able to stay with you, doing ordinary things, watching you smile and chat with friends, watching you quietly enjoying the delicious food in front of you, it's all making my heart feel like it's filled with honey, sweet to the core."

  Bai Min quietly gazed out at the night, and among the friends who came today, only Dong Weiwei was present. It's been a long time since she last celebrated her birthday, sometimes even her parents would forget, and she herself couldn't be bothered to celebrate anymore. Her age is no longer in its youthful years, and she has long lost that kind of sentiment. If it weren't for Duan Zhishan remembering, she probably wouldn't have remembered that today was her own birthday either.

  But what was Sima Rui doing at this time?

  Duan Zhi Shan gently sat down beside Bai Min, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. The warm breath on her earlobe had a faint ticklish feeling, and the warmth spread to her cheeks, making them flush red. A light kiss landed on her forehead, as if it was a promise being imprinted in Bai Min's memory. Bai Min was dazed, forgetting to dodge, and the memory spun like a rapidly rotating wheel, getting faster and farther away, becoming increasingly blurry.

  Is Sima Rui's world really just a misunderstanding?!

  Through the shoulders of Duan Zhi Mountain, Bai Min vaguely saw her familiar Fourth Prince's Mansion, with red lanterns hung up, big red auspicious characters, and Meng Wanluo's joyful face. It must be an illusion, it must be, absolutely is. How could Sima Rui possibly marry Meng Wanluo?

  "Xiao Min, why are you crying?" Duan Zhishan asked with concern.

  Bai Mian was speechless, quietly hiding her body in the embrace of Duan Zhi Shan, as if she was extremely afraid of the cold. Her body slowly curled up into a ball, her heart twisted together, the pain unbearable.

  Duan Zhishan didn't say a word, he had no idea what Bai Min was thinking at this moment, but felt that she was very sad, and quietly tightly hugged her.

  But Bai Min's heart was aching, yet she couldn't go back, and even wanting to see Sima Rui again in her illusions had become difficult. In these days, sometimes she would sleep through the night until dawn without any trace of Sima Rui, as if it were just a dream that wouldn't repeat itself after waking up.

  Holding the phone, Bai Min cried until her whole body was shaking, and she didn't know what to do.

  At the age of twenty-seven, it shouldn't be an age to be heartbroken for emotional reasons. How can she still cry like those naive teenagers just because of a little gain or loss in emotions? But she couldn't help it, really couldn't help it. After sending off Duan Zhishan, she hugged the phone and called Dong Weiwei, without saying a word, she cried to the point where she couldn't speak. Frightened, Dong Weiwei rushed over in her car shortly after.

  "What's wrong, Bai Min?" Dong Weiwei stared at her, the two good friends sat on the soft carpet in her bedroom, each hugging a pillow, facing each other.

  "I finally saw, Sima Rui married Meng Wanlu." Bai Min looked at Dong Weiwei with a pitiful expression, "They got married, he has already forgotten Murong Feng."

  "Alas, girl, you're really possessed! Dong Weiwei sighed, "I thought it was a quarrel with Duan Zhishan. It turns out it's like this - you never belonged to that world anyway, why be sad? It's just a matter of time. Don't you think, if not for you, Murong Feng wouldn't have been tied down by Sima Rui either? If not for being loved by Sima Rui, maybe Meng Wanlu would be Sima Rui's favorite instead. You don't like her because she took your place, but from another perspective, isn't it a kind of courage to love oneself and one's own loved ones so bravely? Give yourself and Sima Rui some freedom - you love Duan Zhishan, let Sima Rui love Meng Wanlu, okay?"

  "It's no good!" Bai Min said stubbornly, tears streaming down her face.

  Dong Weiwei shook her head, unsure of what to say, and after a long time asked: "Didn't you say that recently you couldn't see him anymore? Why can you see him again?"

  It's been some days, even if I wanted to see him, because of the disappearance of my illusions, I couldn't go back to that place. The more emotions Duan Zhishan invested, the shallower Sima Rui's image became. When Duan Zhishan hugged me, I only saw for an instant the fourth prince's mansion with red lanterns hanging high and wedding decorations posted, Meng Wanru's face revealed a joyful expression, but I didn't see Sima Rui. However, I thought, if it wasn't because Sima Rui was going to marry Meng Wanru, how could the fourth prince's mansion be so lively? After all, Murong Feng had only been gone for less than half a year, could people really forget her in just half a year?