How long he had been floating in such a dark world, Fang Yao couldn't remember. The memory not only did not become blurred, but became clearer, as if Heaven wanted to count his sins. The pale faces of the subjects kept dangling in front of his eyes, and although he didn't really do it, he acquiesced, and while acquiescing, he despised and hated himself. People like him can't be reincarnated, right? He used to hear that there was a soul, but he never believed it, but now he has become a lonely soul, forever silent in this countless darkness, no pain, no hunger, no light, only endless darkness......

Give up and sleep awake forever. It's long gone, isn't it? At the moment when the basement completely exploded, along with the entire Dongdu Hospital, he was already dead. Why do memories still exist, and so hard? What other obsessions do he have? If...... Can it be done all over again, is it possible to atone for sins, can it be prevented from happening?

Just as Fang Yao was thinking about this aimlessly, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him. The light grew stronger and stronger, and so strongly he involuntarily reached out his hand to block his eyes.

At dusk in early summer, the forest breeze passes through the camphor trees, bringing a burst of fragrance. Fang Yao suddenly opened his eyes, looking at all this in disbelief, everything in front of him was physical, he felt the wind, the sun, and ...... A heart that beats on its own. What's going on? Did he survive?

It's a place that comes up countless times in memory. This tree, this playground. The clothes on his body are still the same as those from ten years ago, and the one on his lap is still a worn-out notebook that is somewhat worn, but his body is no longer a teenager, but an adult, Fang Yao's eyes are in the distance.

Slowly approaching from a distance was a man who almost made his blood flow backwards. The woman was very good-looking, with bright eyes and bright teeth, an extremely white complexion, and a slender figure. She curled the corners of her lips slightly, saw Fang Yao under the tree, and walked towards him. It looked like they had met for the first time many years ago, but it wasn't like it at all. Because at this time, they are no longer teenagers and girls, and they are not like ten years ago.

Strangely, the words that came out of her mouth were no longer the words you were when you first met.

She slowly walked in front of Fang Yao, squatted in front of him, looked at Fang Yao carefully, then smiled lightly and stretched out her hand: "Hello Fang Yao, I'm Song Qingchi." ”

Fang Yao's pupils shrank slightly, and his brain had become blank: "You know me?" ”

Song Qingchi smiled lightly, sat down beside him, leaned on his shoulder, like a lazy cat.

"For as long as I can remember, I've been dreaming the same dream, the same scene, the same person. My mother and I moved to the vicinity of this school, and every day at dusk, I would come here to see if I would meet someone named Fang Yao. Everyone thought that I was stunned, because this person had never appeared in the whole school, and this person never existed, only in my dreams. But he was so clear, his eyebrows, his clothes, even the notebook, all the details were clear. ”

"In this dream, I saw him grow up. Every day he has subtle changes, and he has grown with me, and finally from a teenager to a man. ”

"Isn't it silly that I fell hopelessly in love with the man of my dreams?" Song Qingchi smiled, but tears flashed in his eyes: "Everyone told me that he was just a dream, it was fake, they were going to take me to do psychotherapy, and they wanted to destroy this dream." However, I still didn't want to give up on him. ”

"I went from hope to disappointment, from a girl to an adult. My parents divorced, my younger brother and I separated, and when I grew up, I left Qingcheng. Today, I'm just a wandering writer. ”

Song Qingchi looked up at him, and the firmness in his eyes was moving: "Later, I wrote a book about you in my dream, called "Mandate of Heaven". I hope you will read this book and come back and meet me, even if you don't like me, if you can give me an explanation in person...... But you never showed up. ”

"But I'm so unwilling. Why did the man who lived in my dreams haunt me for more than ten years, but he never refused to appear? I fell in love with him, I fell in love with him, but I never could touch him. Finally, in that dream yesterday, something was a little different. There's a voice telling me you're going to show up. ”

"I came back here with such a small hope. This is also the last time I will be here, I think, since you don't like me and refuse to appear, then I should also get out of your dream, forget you fiercely, and put an end to my dream of more than ten years. But I see you. Sure enough, you are not a dream, not my dream, but a real person. You are Fang Yao. Song Qingchi said cautiously, tilting his head to look at him, with expectation in his eyes: "Am I stupid?" So...... Do you know me? ”

Something suddenly softened in his heart, it turned out that Song Qingchi had always remembered himself.

"Recognize. Not only to recognize, but also to ...... Got you here. Fang Yao raised his lips, he grabbed Song Qingchi's hand, let her touch his heart, held her face, and the small kiss fell on her hair and the corners of her eyebrows.

"I have a hereditary terminal illness and may die early. However, if you treat it aggressively, there is still a way. Specialized in computers and intelligent AI, I also have a dream of making a game world of swords and sorcery. So, do you mind, stay with me? Fang Yao hugged her tightly into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and chuckled: "I think I still have to work hard, Qingchi, you and your brother will eventually meet." ”

"Really? Even if you only live one day, I am willing to marry you. Song Qingchi hugged him tightly and raised his lips and smiled.

Fang Yao hugged her tightly. The breeze blew under the camphor tree, and the scene became so real that it was no longer her dream. This time, it was not he who found her, but Song Qingchi who found him. Song Qingchi in this time and space, with her ten years of thoughts and affection, pulled him out of the dark and lightless world and recreated their first encounter. Perhaps this is the true destiny of heaven, and even if they are separated for a short time, they will be reunited with irreversible and irresistible forces. This world belongs to them, a new beginning, no sin, no pain, only endless thoughts. From now on, every day will be well.

God is at everyone's side, never far away. It belongs to the encounter of destiny, but also to the cleansing of sin.