(a)

I regained consciousness in your arms.

When I realized that I was in your arms, I was no longer the same person I was in every story of any era.

I became all-encompassing and indescribable. Billions of threads from the beginningless world are all gathered in me at this moment.

Tens of millions of years of time pass by in a snap of your fingers, as if one step from your embrace on the shore of Baojing Lake into your arms at this moment.

When I lost consciousness, I was lonely, empty, mutilated, and withered, but when I woke up, I was full, rich, full-bodied, and infinitely agile.

When my gaze returned, the first thing I came into contact with was your bright eyes.

In your eyes, I saw the fireworks of the Shangsi Festival, the river lanterns of the Zhongyuan Festival, the thousands of pine waves of Qingchuan, the golden summit of the snowy peaks of Bosang, the boundless sea of lavender and rape flowers, and the countless snowflakes falling one after another.

You say, "I'm sorry, Jean, for frightening you by greeting you in such a way." But I had no other choice. ”

You say, "I've been looking for you in this world for forty years. I can't just watch you pass me by again. ”

You say, "I wanted to go on a date with you, have a good talk with you about the auction collection, get acquainted with you, and let you understand everything." But they have kept holding me back from you. I'm afraid you'll never see me again once you walk out of here. ”

You say to me, "Don't cry. Jean. Let's not let tears re-inhabit this beautiful moment. ”

You look me in the eye and you say to me, "Would you like to have dinner with me?" ”

You say, "We haven't seen each other in a long time, and I hope you can get used to me." ”

I nodded with tears in my eyes.

That's when I realized that you were holding me and sitting on the sofa in the lounge.

Kenny and my bodyguards stood staring at each other.

Kenny made eye contact with me and stammered, "I'm sorry, Esabelle, we didn't protect you." Are you feeling okay now? ”

I looked at Kenny and said, "I'm feeling good right now." It's never been this better. I just got the best protection in the world. ”

My eyes sparkled with a sparkle that Kenny had never seen before

Kenny later wrote in his memoirs, published in his old age: "In that moment, Esabelle snuggled up in the arms of her future husband with a sparkle in her eyes that none of us had ever seen. She looked so beautiful, and her whole person was filled with infinite joy and happiness from the inside out, just like the goddess Venus in poetry. ”

You look at the bodyguards who are still on guard, and you smile and say, "Don't be so nervous, boys. My wife and I have known each other for a long time. Long before you knew her. We're old friends now. ”

You look me in the eye.

You say, "It's incredible." ”

You say, "How could I have hurt her?" Thousands of times, I was born again and again in order to give her complete happiness. ”

(b)

We sat on either side of a white solid wood table. The long table sits in a splendid grand hall with a large crystal chandelier worth tens of millions of dollars overhead. On the long table are a full set of exquisite Kunting brand silver tableware, as well as many beautiful French porcelain plates, English porcelain cups, and Italian wine glassware.

We sat opposite each other, in front of the chef of this five-Michelin-starred restaurant.

You raised your glass of red wine to me and said, "For our reunion." ”

I followed you to raise a glass and I said, "To finally meet again." ”

We drank the light red wine in the glass and drank it all. It was the best nectar on earth. I'm not talking about wine, I'm talking about beautiful encounters.

You say, "Let's get acquainted again." ”

So, you told me about your life so far.

Once again, we told each other how we were born into this world and what kind of life we lived before we met.

The scene of my previous life kept coming back to my eyes: the moment when we looked up at the stars in the loft on the roof of your home, and talked to each other.

The past is repeated. The world is like a change of seasons, and the cycle goes on and on.

(c)

So, I know, in this life, you were born and lived in country N, a wealthy kingdom on the Mediterranean Sea, across the sea from the European continent, a former colony of Europe.

You are from a noble family in the country of N, and you are now inheriting the title of baron inherited from your ancestors.

You showed me the ring on my hand that has been passed down from generation to generation.

On the metal face of this ring, I saw a meniscus sabre.

Of course I know this saber, it is the "Gino" scimitar that I wrote in my previous life.

A scalpel to save the world.

You have a very strict and regulated aristocratic education in the European tradition, and you studied at Harrow School and Oxford University, where you have two master's degrees: sociology and history.

You are a well-known local figure and expert in the collection of antiquities and the study of the history of the Middle Ages in the East.

You've even written five or six influential books on history, and you've funded two research institutes that specialize in archaeological excavations and conservation in this area.

You have a very large family, your nuclear family is the highest status and most influential family in the family, and your father was the patriarch of the family when he was alive.

Although you have been living in country N for many years, and you have even blended in with the local population by blood, and have the physical characteristics of both Oriental and local Asian races, you still maintain some of the cultural customs of your native country.

For example, your family still has its own ancestral hall, which enshrines the tablets of the ancestors, and every year it revises its own family tree, and every three years, a global reunion of family and friends is held, and the descendants of the family will fly from all over the world to the capital of N country to gather.

You show me the family photos you have stored on your phone from the last few family gatherings.

On each family photo, there are about six or seven hundred bright smiling faces. These faces, without exception, all retain some of the facial features of Liu Shen and me.

I looked at these photos with mixed feelings, and tears blurred my vision again.

Show me a picture of the ancestral hall again.

In the main hall of the courtyard with its traditional Chinese patio, I saw layers of Chinese tablets. Under the tablet are incense candles, flowers and fruits. There are also traditional embroidered prayer mats. The mats looked like they had been kneeled on many times.

Zooming in on the details of the picture, in the tablet that rises layer by layer like a pagoda, I saw the name of Cui Chengzhi in the center of the top.

Above Cui Chengzhi's name, I saw two branches that extended upward, the branch on the main trunk, with your name written on it: Cui Jinglong, and the branch next to it, with the names of Cui Chengzhi's biological parents: Liu Shen, Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, and Chen Qin'er, Empress Zhengde.

Above the names of Liu Shen and Chen Qin'er, upward branches were extended. The above are the names of the old Han Wang, Wang Taishufei, as well as the names of my father, General Chen Shizhao, and my mother, Li Shuxian.

And above Cui Jinglong's name, I saw the name of Dingguo Gong and the name of your biological mother Ding Huiying.

I stared blankly at this leafy tree of bloodline inheritance, and deeply realized that everyone is a branch of this tree, and there are countless people who have passed away living in everyone.

Every "I", in fact, is all "we".