Chapter 10, everything is noted in dreams

On the open ground where a goal is drawn, there stands a young boy in coarse cloth, hands on his hips, idly standing there

However, time and space cannot do much. ... Time, history, war, mountains and rivers, heaven and earth ... . ... In the face of all these things, life is so insignificant

No matter how beautiful the memories are, they are merely memories

Time and again, I recall the words of Eileen Chang in "Love in a Fallen City": perhaps it was precisely to fulfill her that a great metropolis was brought to ruin

Shijing Wei weakly shook his head, and Lu Ming became anxious, gripping his arm and asking: "Haven't you also delivered a baby? Now you have brought the child out, right? Why don't you check again, or ask the doctor..."

Shi Jingwei acknowledged that this behavior was somewhat despicable, yet there were some wounds that were already difficult to heal, and he was unwilling to deepen them with his own hands

"A battle has broken out, hurry and take shelter under the southern umbrella!"

Lu Mingmei said to Cheng Songpo at the grave, "The southern umbrella is very good, I am very well, and he is also very good to me"

Lu Mingmei looked at the neatly arranged new classroom. It was currently summer vacation, and on the open space at the entrance of the building, children had drawn simple outlines to make a goal and were enthusiastically playing soccer. Just as a thought began to form in Lu Mingmei's mind, Shi Jingwei seemed to guess what she was thinking and said, "The teacher has specifically established a foundation for the ongoing investment in education in the Shan State region. If you are interested, I can find the information for you when we return."

Nan San is the name given to the male infant delivered by Shi Jingwei in Guo Gan.

Unfortunately, after encountering Lu Mingmei, Shi Jingwei's luck seems to always fall just a little short. Before he could even express the content of his thoughts, the sound of painful moans had already echoed from the inner room

It turns out that it has never been overlooked by the passage of time.

Time passed in silence, and an unusual light flickered in his eyes. After a long while, he softly asked: "Is it time to settle the accounts of history now?"

Lu Mingmei scratched her head, unsure of how to explain

The influx of refugees quickly set up tents, started fires, and began cooking, appearing surprisingly experienced. Shi Jingwei had no choice but to knock on doors along the street to find shelter. More than half of the ten houses were empty, and the only one willing to accommodate them was a pregnant woman, who, cradling her belly, struggled to pour water for them and even prepared to cook for them in the kitchen

Time and space are filled with anger, "I only want you to go back alone?"

Shi Jingwei had never seriously mentioned this city to her, yet she had seen various interesting anecdotes about Jiangcheng in many of his column articles. ... In the summer there, the roads could fry eggs; the buses there were so fierce they could outpace taxis; there were beautiful and spirited young women ... In fact, Shi Jingwei had only spent four years in Jiangcheng, but he had always been unable to forget it. He said that he once had many friends there, who eventually went their separate ways, leaving not a single one behind; he also mentioned that it held memories of his youth, which, over the years, faded away like morning clouds without a trace; in the summer there, the roads could fry eggs; the buses there were so fierce they could outpace taxis; there were beautiful and spirited young women ... In fact, Shi Jingwei had only spent four years in Jiangcheng, but he had always been unable to forget it. He said that he once had many friends there, who eventually went their separate ways, leaving not a single one behind; he also mentioned that it held memories of his youth, which, over the years, faded away like morning clouds without a trace; he had written numerous articles about the delectable food there, and he had heard that their classmates and friends could not help but return every year to indulge in the culinary delights, like migratory birds, though Shi Jingwei referred to it as the "hometown reunion group" ... ...

In the distance, a series of thunderous howls echoed, the sound of artillery fire. Shi Jingwei had never faced such a situation; the booming sound of the cannon fire was like a monstrous beast descending from the sky, threatening to swallow the entire world. A crack formed in Shi Jingwei's heart, giving rise to an unprecedented fear; he tightly grasped Lu Mingmei, fearing that she might get lost.

Shi Jingwei raised his head seriously and said, "It is indeed unpresentable, especially not to let you see it"

"What should I do?" At that moment, Jiing Wei's face was covered in dirt, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her. "There are disposable wet wipes and a Swiss Army knife in the bag. I am here to assist her in giving birth!"

After they had dinner together, the son of Deputy Zhang suddenly asked, "Would you like to go visit Cheng's cemetery?"

Lu Mingmei shook her head rapidly, like a rattle drum

The border personnel were well aware that this was ninety-nine percent a lie. Just as they hesitated, Shi Jingwei opened his passport to show them the records of his previous entries and exits, and quietly said, "Once we return, we will register you in the household registry and fax it back to you"

On the flight back to Shanghai, Shi Jingwei and Lu Mingmei did not speak. The child in Shi Jingwei's arms was rarely asleep, not crying; the ashes in Lu Mingmei's arms remained eternally silent

After he finished speaking, he took a jade Buddha statue from around his neck and pressed it to his forehead, lips, and chest, then bowed several times to the spirit. Wei Jing and Lu Mingmei were puzzled by his actions, and he explained that this was a local worship custom. Thus, the two of them also followed his example to pay their respects to General Cheng. As for General Xiao Cheng, who is the father of Cheng Songpo, he is buried in a smaller cemetery on the right side. The son of Deputy Zhang mentioned that this was a burial site that General Xiao Cheng had prepared for himself a long time ago

The various fathers, mothers, stepfathers, stepmothers, boyfriends, and girlfriends of both parties, along with the diverse and complex array of distant relatives from the Shi family, truly startled Lu Mingmei. Additionally, there were friends from the media circle of Shi Jingwei, some of Lu Mingmei's colleagues, and old friends of Shi Jingwei, all gathered together.

Perhaps it is not important where a person is born or where they grow up

He slowly lowered his head, casually turning off the energy-saving light switch on the wall, leaving only a dim yellow wall lamp. "When... did you become so eager to understand my past?"

While Lu Mingmei was still at a loss, Shi Jingwei had already succinctly and clearly explained the entire situation to her: he intended to register Nan San's household, as the route of adoption was too difficult; Nan San had no source unit, and his conditions did not meet the requirements. The solution was to follow the procedure of marriage and childbirth; nowadays, there are many who marry due to pregnancy, and he had extensive connections in this regard, making the process of handling the paperwork convenient and swift.

Time passed as Jingwei looked at the child on the small stool, then at Lu Mingmei in his arms, and gazed up at the blinding beam of light. In that instant, he had the illusion that the universe had been destroyed just a second ago, yet they had miraculously survived, having escaped from disaster.

Shi Jingwei remained silent, not even making a sound when turning over. Lu Mingmei thought he had fallen asleep and sighed helplessly, trying to force herself to sleep. However, Shi Jingwei suddenly spoke up: "Sleep now, tomorrow we will look for nearby neighbors who can help take care of things."

Lu Mingmei tugged at his arm, then retrieved the phone that they had just tossed aside, and with a hopeful and pleading tone said: "Why don't you call the doctor again and ask if there is still a chance for salvation?"

That is the grave of those who died in the original battle

The most talked about are the friends in the media circle of Shi Jingwei, each one sharing gossip: "I didn't see it coming, turns out it was a shotgun wedding."

The next day at work, Shi Jingwei appeared in her office in a manner that was both human and amiable, asking, "Does opening a safe deposit box at your bank count as part of your performance?"

Shi Jingwei held up his phone and said, "There is something called the internet! And there is something called Wikipedia!"

Lu Mingmei remained silent for a long time, and finally asked in confusion: "Don't you have any way to help this sister-in-law? Look here... these days have been chaotic, and if anything were to happen to her..." She paused, feeling that this request was too excessive.

The words of Shi Jingwei carry a sense of lulling a child to sleep, to which Lu Mingmei reluctantly replied: "You are saying this to me, but you haven't fallen asleep either!"

Even if you get married again, where will you find someone who is willing to cooperate and is a suitable match in terms of social status?

Where is the marriage certificate

Lu Mingmei pursed her lips, appearing deep in thought, and said: "He said that you will meet a very handsome boyfriend in the future, who will love you very much, and you two... will have many children and be very happy"

They only long for a peaceful and tranquil land, where they can thrive and pass on from generation to generation

A gust of wind rustles through the forest, startling the birds in the mountains, which circle above the grave of Cheng Gong

Shi Jingwei stared blankly at the pregnant sister-in-law, truly unable to think of any solution. After all, he could not possibly transform into an obstetrician, could he

The current situation of the pregnant sister-in-law makes it impossible for her to accompany him to find a doctor again. Shi Jingwei is at a loss, and finally turns to Lu Mingmei and says: "You go back and bring out all our backpacks."

After filling out the form and paying the fee, it was just the right time for lunch. Shi Jingwei invited her to eat. After some thought, Lu Mingmei agreed, speculating that Shi Jingwei probably had something to discuss with her, but she never expected it to be a marriage proposal

Xi Siyong and Cheng Bing also accompanied them back. When they invited their old friends out for karaoke, everyone surprisingly exclaimed in unison when Shi Jingwei introduced Lu Mingmei, the sound lingering like a bow. It continued for quite some time until Shi Jingwei threatened to lose his temper, at which point they finally stopped, laughing.

Emerging from the cemetery, the forest was enveloped in tranquility. As Jingwei gazed into the distance from the mountains, he observed that on the opposite hill, there were also layers upon layers of dense old graves. Unlike the pine and cypress forest on this hill, the opposite hill was marked by withered branches and bare trunks, presenting a scene of desolation.

So, the person you have a crush on must be staying there

Later, when Shi Jingwei returned to Jiangcheng, whether for business trips or gatherings with friends, Lu Mingmei would always accompany him. They would first visit Shi Jingwei's alma mater and then head to Qiyuan. Shi Jingwei would tacitly buy two bouquets of flowers; he would deliver flowers for a friend, while she would take her southern umbrella to see Cheng Songpo. Shi Jingwei never asked her whether her return to Jiangcheng was to maintain face for her uncle and socialize with his friends, or to see Cheng Songpo.

"Miss, with all your turning and tossing, have you even awakened the dead?"

After dinner, he took the two individuals to a densely wooded hill. At that moment, the moon quietly peeked out from behind the dark clouds, casting a faint silver glow over the vast, dark-hued sea of trees. A building with a glazed roof emerged from the layers of the forest, its shimmering spire sparkling with radiant colors. There, lay the cemetery of the revered General Cheng, held in high esteem by the locals.

Lu Mingmei just saw him write in the emotional column of Shijingwei.com: When a person is willing to share their past with you, it is largely because they also want to take you into their future

Time and space suggest that one should place memories there and take a moment to revisit them

"I felt something was wrong halfway through," Lu Mingmei said with a shiver. "Haven't we already delivered the baby? How could it be..." Even though Shi Jingwei was accustomed to life and death, his body trembled uncontrollably at this moment. He reached out to check his sister-in-law's breath, then touched her limbs; her body was gradually turning cold. In fact, when he cut the umbilical cord as instructed by the doctor, he had already noticed that she was physically exhausted, but he thought that no matter what, the baby had been born, and the most difficult period had passed. The remaining matters should be manageable.

In contrast to the various rumors from the outside world depicting him as a murderous demon with three heads and six arms, General Cheng, the grandfather of Cheng Songpo, has a kind expression and a refined appearance. When Weiwei asked, "Have you seen General Cheng?"

Awakening to the morning, the sunlight filtering through the tattered window screen pierced through, rousing him from sleep. He wiped his face and saw that the infant had already fallen sweetly asleep beside the hospital bed.

You are also remarkable, everyone says your life is as brief as a shooting star, yet no one can leave such a brilliant mark as you have.

At the outset, Shi Jingwei straightforwardly stated his intention. Deputy Officer Zhang's son confirmed that he indeed received the ashes of Cheng Songpo sent from the Kokang side and is willing to transfer them to Lu Mingmei for her to take back to China

Poor Nan San had no idea that Shi Jingwei was actually full of malice, completely deceived by his warm smile, nodding eagerly. Shi Jingwei pointed at Lu Mingmei, who was pretending to be dignified in front of Shi's parents not far away, and taught Nan San word by word: "San San, dear dad, dear mom, dear dad!" Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Mingmei listened to the guests whispering, "This child is really smart..."

靠

The clinic was in disarray, with broken beds and scattered debris, remnants of walls and broken tiles. A piece of the roof had fallen off, revealing a large hole. Sunlight streamed in, casting a bright beam, with dust swirling and dancing in that beam of light

He found half a bottle of water outside the clinic, brought it in, and asked Lu Mingmei to use a towel to help clean the sister-in-law, while he used his clothes to dab water and wipe the baby boy's face. After a slight cleaning, the baby boy seemed to smile, though it was uncertain; in any case, his face moved a little.

I have reasons that you must agree with

The wedding was organized like a tea gathering

That was when Shi Jingwei made a special trip to pick up and drop off after Cheng Songpo had an incident every day

On such a chaotic night, Lu Mingmei's heart suddenly settled in an instant

Before the situation was fully clarified, the passerby hurriedly left

Lu Mingmei discovered that Jingwei's singing was surprisingly good. He chose Faye Wong's "Red Bean": "Sometimes, sometimes, I would believe that everything has an end. There are times for coming together and parting, and nothing lasts forever. However, sometimes, I would rather choose to hold on and not let go. When the scenery is all seen through, perhaps you will accompany me to watch the gentle flow of water."

At that moment, Ji Wei had no choice but to roughly spread a bedsheet over the sickbed and helped the pregnant woman lie down. He asked her if there were any doctors nearby, but the pregnant woman shook her head. The child in her womb was restless at that moment, kicking her and causing her to cry out continuously

In fact, there is no difference between here and any other city in the country. Lu Mingmei curiously asked, "What is so good about this place?"

Where the heart is connected, that is home

Ultimately, there will be someone to accompany her on her journey

After dawn, they passed through the border checkpoint and returned to the territory of Yunnan, specifically to Nansan Town, which is located just one hundred meters away from Kokang.

He was meant to belong to such a tranquil forest, as the blood that flows in his veins is that of romantic art

Returning to her father's house for dinner, Xiao Zhi proudly controlled the model airplane flying chaotically around the living room with the remote control, saying: "This was a gift from my brother-in-law! Why are you embarrassed to bring him back for dinner?"

During the day, one must smile at others, and after work, one cannot cry in front of Shi Jingwei. One can only wait until Shi Jingwei has sent her home, and then sneak out to buy beer. When half-drunk, one unexpectedly picked up the phone and dialed out.

He patted the baby's bottom, the cries bright and clear. He was about to let Lu Mingmei take a look as well, but he saw her anxiously grabbing him, her hands and feet trembling. She pointed at the makeshift sickbed, her expression one of horror; Shi Jingwei was also startled, slowly turning around. He saw that his sister-in-law's eyes were wide open, staring in his direction, yet devoid of any spirit, her arms hanging down like withered branches. Only her face still faintly bore a smile. She pointed at the makeshift sickbed, her expression one of horror; Shi Jingwei was also startled, slowly turning around. He saw that his sister-in-law's eyes were wide open, staring in his direction, yet devoid of any spirit, her arms hanging down like withered branches. Only her face still faintly bore a smile.

The tomb is constructed from black granite, adorned with glazed tiles and marble columns. The central spirit pivot is also carved from black granite, embedded with a stele made of Han white jade, on which hangs a portrait of General Lao Cheng.

Lu Mingmei stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "You wouldn't be planning to just abandon her and run away, would you?"

Lu Mingmei ran back in a hurried manner, taking two steps at a time, carrying all their luggage. With concern, she asked, "Do you know how to assist in childbirth?"

Her only wish once was simply to see him with white hair and a frail appearance

Did you not say that you are not afraid

Lu Mingmei felt extremely uncomfortable, yet she could not muster any strength, so she could only secretly discuss with Shi Jingwei to leave some extra money for the pregnant sister-in-law when they left tomorrow. Shi Jingwei also boiled some more water and filled it in a thermos for the pregnant sister-in-law to use over the next couple of days. In this house, there was only one bedroom and a small dining room, with no other empty rooms or beds available. Originally, there was a bamboo bed used in the summer for cooling off, but due to the pregnant sister-in-law's recent mobility issues, the bamboo bed had been left outside to endure the wind and rain for quite some time. Shi Jingwei carried the bamboo bed back inside, tidied up the room, and found a vacant spot to set it up. Following the pregnant sister-in-law's instructions, he took out a few thin blankets, arranged them casually, and set up a makeshift bed for himself and Lu Mingmei to use at night.

Her gaze was pleading, regarding him as the last piece of driftwood on the vast, deep sea

The pregnant sister-in-law was still crying out in pain. Shi Jingwei approached her and said earnestly: "Sister-in-law, I have truly never assisted in childbirth. If you know someone who can help, I will take you there no matter how far it is; but right now we have no other options. If you dare to take this gamble, I will help you deliver the baby. Do you agree or not?"

Upon hearing these words, Lu Mingmei felt a moment of bewildered emotion

He never asks, never inquires, but just happens to buy a plane ticket to take her back to Jiangcheng on the anniversary of her passing.

Because they are originally inland people who have fled here due to wars over the past few hundred years

The densely packed entry and exit records, along with the sporadic various documents of time and coordinates, could roughly prove that his economic capability is adequate, sufficient to render the identity of this infant "legal". After exchanging silent glances of tacit agreement among the border personnel, they waved their hands to grant passage, "Next!"

Not yet a year old, Nan San crawled on the grass towards Shi Jingwei, extending his hands and mumbling indistinctly, "Daddy, Daddy, hug!" Shi Jingwei squatted down, clapped his hands, and opened his arms, saying, "San San, come here, Daddy will hug you!"

Lu Mingmei was still in his arms, her long hair disheveled. He reached out to stroke her head, the soft strands of hair seeming to be the only thing he could grasp in this world.

During a casual conversation at mealtime, it was revealed that the husband of the pregnant sister-in-law had tragically lost his life in the recent turmoil; she was nearing her due date and, despite being aware of the local dangers, felt unable and afraid to flee to Yunnan like others did

Children nowadays are truly precocious

The days pass as calmly as water

They all remember that when leaving Nansan, the gray-haired general from Kokang pleaded with the refugees who were trying to escape their homeland and the ravages of war, "Do not go... Where can you go from here? This is our home..." However, the refugees, who were blocking the road and crying, could not hear his call; their homeland had long been engulfed in the flames of war.

Shi Jingwei was so excited that he could hardly contain himself— it felt as if he had finally given birth to a big, chubby baby after carrying it for ten months

Shi Jingwei quickly contacted someone to help her purchase a tombstone for Cheng Song in the Rest Garden

The pregnant sister-in-law also had no plans, shaking her head and laughing, "What plans can there be? Just take it one day at a time." She touched her belly and smiled again, "I wonder if I can hold on until he is born"

Everything in Jiangcheng is preserved beautifully in the memory of time and space. Lu Mingmei smiled and asked, "If it is so wonderful there, why don't you stay? You find Shanghai so unappealing, so why do you remain here?"

There is still some cinnamon powder on the kitchen counter that Jingwei specifically brought over, saying that adding it to coffee will make it much more fragrant and palatable

She was at a loss whether to cry or laugh, when Jiang Wei seriously asked: "Aren't you curious?"

The adjutant's son nodded and then shook his head, "This is General Cheng's burial site. A few days ago, we just buried General Xiao Cheng here as well"

After a long silence, Lu Mingmei suddenly said to Shi Jingwei: "In the past, I never understood why he always thought of this place, no matter where he went."

There was no electricity, and the telephone lines were in disarray. Shi Jingwei tried to make a call, but it was unsuccessful. Lu Mingmei was in a state of confusion, called upon by her pregnant sister-in-law, completely at a loss. She could only hold onto Shi Jingwei and repeatedly ask, "What should we do, what should we do?"

Cut!

At the time, Jingwei helped the pregnant woman’s sister-in-law to remove the placenta, stop the bleeding, and after a simple suturing, took the last remaining wet wipe to clean the bloodstains from the baby’s face

Nan San happily fell into the mud, and Shi Jingwei did not rush to help him, but waited for him to crawl over. He then racked his brains to teach him, "Is it okay for Mommy to hold you too?"

The general's face was covered with wrinkles. Before entering the border station, Shi Jingwei turned back to take one last look at the general. In the dim light, he saw two lines of murky tears.

Time Jingwei remained silent for a long while before苦笑道: "Do you think I am a great immortal?"

That voice message

I currently hold no prejudice against you," Lu Mingmei made an effort to keep her tone calm, "I also know that you..." She bit her lip, unsure of how to express her thoughts in a way that would make Shi Jingwei understand her current feelings

Shi Jingwei did not ask her if she understood now; he simply reached out his hand and patted her shoulder

Stella's eyes immediately lit up, "Really?"

Lu Mingmei's moment of distraction led to a lingering French kiss. By the time she came to her senses, Jingwei had already reached out to cover her eyes, his tone playful yet teasing, "As long as you are moved, it's fine. Crying like this, others might think I haven't brushed my teeth!"

She cannot find the answer

Nan San swayed as she placed the bouquet in front of the grave, then unsteadily turned around and climbed into her embrace. Suddenly, Nan San's eyes widened with joy as she looked towards Lu Kumei's back, "Daddy, Daddy—" In August, the Yangtze River converges here with its tributaries, forming even more surging waves that rush eastward. Lu Mingmei felt that her life was also like a tributary flowing into the river, not knowing when or with whom it would meet, nor when or with whom it would part, ultimately rushing into the sea, never to return.

Oh

At that moment, Jingwei was carrying his pregnant sister-in-law towards the nearest clinic, only to discover that amidst the chaos, the clinic was deserted. Several tiles had fallen from the roof, resembling a ruin, with only a few masks, syringes, scissors, and pliers left behind, along with a few water bottles and several bed sheets.

That is a cemetery in Jiangcheng, located on the outskirts of the city, quietly existing yet possessing the resilience of cypress trees. Time Jingwei arranged an interview with a porcelain shop owner in Jiangcheng and asked her if she would like to accompany him for a walk

The most eye-catching are undoubtedly the bride and groom. Lu Mingmei has simply tied her hair in a ponytail, wearing a fifty-yuan two-piece T-shirt bought from Qipu Road, paired with faded jeans. In contrast, Shi Jingwei is somewhat more formal, yet he is only in a polo shirt and casual pants. It does not resemble a wedding scene; rather, it feels like a family BBQ. Remarkably, both sets of parents have no objections. On the Shi family side, their son agreeing to marry is akin to a long-awaited blessing. On Lu's father's side, he initially wanted to organize a grand affair, but upon seeing that Shi's parents were indulgent of their son's casual approach, he felt it inappropriate to say much more. It does not resemble a wedding scene; rather, it feels like a family BBQ. Remarkably, both sets of parents have no objections. On the Shi family side, their son agreeing to marry is akin to a long-awaited blessing. On Lu's father's side, he initially wanted to organize a grand affair, but upon seeing that Shi's parents were indulgent of their son's casual approach, he felt it inappropriate to say much more.

After a long silence, she called out again: "Shijinglei."

No, Lu Mingmei smiled and said, "He said you are very cute, very ... charming."

At that moment, Shi Jingwei made a face that was quite exasperating, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, saying, "I really can't find a suitable candidate to be a mother for Nan San in such a short time."

Lu Mingmei did not attend Cheng Songpo's memorial service and various commemorative events. His agent, lawyer, and some friends from Italy also flew to Shanghai to meet with Lu Mingmei privately. Cheng Songpo's Italian junior sister, Stella, even made a special trip to meet her after the will was read, saying, "I originally thought there would be many opportunities to see you, but I didn't expect... it would be after Cheng's passing."

Lu Mingmei was finally intrigued and accompanied him back to Jiangcheng, walking together along the sycamore avenue covered with yellow leaves from K University

Surprisingly, it sings with endless twists and turns, much like the lingering warmth left on the fingertips after the fireworks have faded away

Eileen Chang also said, I want you to know that there is someone in this world who will always be waiting for you, no matter when, no matter where, you just know that there is always such a person.

At the end of the long road, Shi Jingwei stands tall, with a relaxed smile, just as when we first met

Stella spoke to her about many things regarding Cheng Songpo in Italy, from his initial struggles upon arriving in Europe to his boundless glory after emerging into prominence. Lu Mingmei had once felt a tinge of jealousy towards her junior sister Stella, envious of the companionship she had during those years when Cheng Songpo began to shine. However, Stella ultimately said: "Miss Acha, I have always envied you"

Hmm?

In fact, the smile of Jingwei cannot be described as steady and reliable, nor can it be said to possess any captivating charm that can settle the hearts and souls of people; it could even be considered quite frivolous, and in any case, it resembles that of a rogue.

Lu Mingmei shook her head

In this life, in this world, the moment he is closest to her is only this moment

calculate

Acha, if the sounds of frogs croaking and insects buzzing in the night suddenly fall silent in this moment, the voice of time and space seems to be enchanted by the moonlight, imbued with the magic of magnetism. If—" Time and Space wanted to say, if we were to meet in a different way, is it possible that you might have a little bit of love for me?

This point is particularly unique. She originally felt that if she could not bury the heavy and clear memories too deeply, she would also be unable to face the unknown and unpredictable future with ease

Lu Mingmei stubbornly retorted, "It's your own cowardice that you blame on me"

After taking care of the pregnant sister-in-law and putting her to bed, Shi Jingwei then crawled into the earthen bed. Lu Mingmei, nestled on the bamboo bed, asked, "Shi Jingwei, is this place also very poor?"

She pouted again, thinking, "It must be that they say I am always bothering him, interrupting his work"

Well

Lu Mingmei was immobilized at the scene

Indeed, one cannot tell at all that she has given birth

After being busy for a full three to four hours, when the first cry of the baby rang out, Lu Mingmei's heart, which had been hanging by a thread, finally settled down, and she nearly collapsed onto Shi Jingwei.

The cries of children echoed everywhere. Unable to find a way, Shi Jingwei had no choice but to drag his luggage and pull Lu Mingmei towards a place with a guard post. After much effort, they found a militia member. Upon hearing their explanation, he frowned and said, "The situation is not good right now; you definitely won't be able to pass through today. It would be better to find a place to stay for the night"

Fortunately, Shi Jingwei did not answer the call and it was redirected to voicemail. She was momentarily at a loss for words, and after the message time elapsed, she hung up the phone and obediently returned to bed to sleep.

Really

The pregnant sister-in-law's amniotic fluid has broken

The son of the deputy officer escorted them into the territory of Kokang, specifically advising that although peace talks are currently underway, the situation in Kokang remains very tense, and it is best not to linger unless absolutely necessary

Lu Mingmei listened with sorrow and anxiously asked, "So... what are your plans?"

"That child doesn't look like the groom at all..." No one knows who said this, but suddenly the surroundings fell silent; everyone pretended not to have heard it, yet in their hearts, they all thought that this person had truly spoken what was on everyone's mind

The moonlight is bright, reflecting in the deep-set double necks of his, the clear waters of the two rivers, swaying gently, distinctly tangible, as if one could still see her reflection in the pool of water.

The ice blocks on the Tanggula Mountains encounter countless rivers and part ways with countless streams; the scenes of past encounters and the pains of separation have all come in a grand manner and have also departed in a grand manner

Time Jingwei chuckled twice, not refuting, and after a pause, said with a smirk: "If I were you, I would obediently say nothing right now. You see, with just the two of us, if I were to transform on a night of a full moon, who would you cry to?"

"The Spring of the Mekong" has won another award this year. They said, although your life is short, your artistic achievements are so complete that there are no regrets left.

The next day, Jingwei and Xiyong went to the cemetery in Qiyuan together to pay their respects, stating that a friend's wife was buried there. That friend now lives abroad, and they came to deliver a bouquet on his behalf

What about Cheng Songpo? How should she face the remains in a foreign land and the soul of Cheng Songpo that has no home to return to

Lu Mingmei quickly stopped the pregnant sister-in-law and, along with Shi Jingwei, began to tidy up the pots and pans. The pregnant sister-in-law leaned against the door with her belly, directing them to use the local stove to start a fire for cooking

I stopped a person on the road and asked, "What happened?"

Time held her left hand tightly, tucked into her pocket, "The things that you cannot forget may not necessarily be good; they might simply be because they are part of your past"

Why is it that they can all speak Chinese as well

All her gratitude and attachment were shattered in an instant by Shi Jingwei, causing her to collapse into his embrace. Shi Jingwei wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear: "That safe contains a family heirloom, a very valuable item that can ensure the well-being of future generations, providing them with food and security"

As Shi Jingwei gazed at the refugees who had returned after failing to breach the checkpoint, he truly could not fathom where there might still be a place to take shelter in this chaotic little town

Once, she secretly opened the webpage to peek at Shi Jingwei's column. At some point, Shi Jingwei silently appeared, stretched out his long arm, and pressed Ctrl + W to close the page directly. She asked Shi Jingwei, "Why did you close it? Do you have something shameful written on it?"

The pregnant sister-in-law was tormented by labor pains, screaming continuously, yet still held onto Shi Jingwei's hand, nodding slightly. Shi Jingwei, feeling uneasy, repeatedly reviewed the delivery guidelines from Wikipedia, then took Lu Mingmei's phone to wake up a doctor friend in the country he knew. Finally, he managed to contact an obstetrician who provided remote guidance to Shi Jingwei for the delivery.

The design of the diamond ring is simple and understated, and although it is just an ordinary small restaurant, Lu Mingmei feels that this person, Shi Jingwei, truly does things in a way that never surprises her

Lu Mingmei suddenly felt that this should be the final resting place of Cheng Songpo

Lu Mingmei respectfully performed a memorial ceremony for Cheng Songpo's father

A worn-out leather ball whizzed by, brushing past Lu Mingmei's ear, as a group of children shouted and rushed over, running tirelessly towards the direction of the ball

He witnessed the birth of one life while also witnessing the death of another life

The mobile phone has run out of battery

"Last time we had a quarrel, she tore it up," Jiang Wei said with a smile, only to receive a sharp glare from Lu Mingmei. "The other one I locked in the safe, to prevent her from tearing it up if she happens to be in a bad mood one day. What if the police come knocking on our door one day? Wouldn't that make us illegal cohabitants!"

Lu Mingmei found it increasingly amusing, and Shi Jingwei also laughed. He had paid the full fees for the safe deposit box for several decades all at once... Therefore, Lu Mingmei would probably never have the chance to see the complete painting, redrawn by Cheng Songpo, depicting the elderly Cheng Songpo and Lu Mingmei holding hands in their old age.

In the midst of time and space, there was a faint sound of cannon fire, perhaps merely an illusion

Cheng Songpo's villa on Chongming Island has been transformed into an art memorial museum, showcasing the artworks that Cheng Songpo bequeathed to Lu Mingmei in his will. The operation is managed by Cheng Songpo's agency, and many media outlets attended the ribbon-cutting ceremony, which was quite lively.

Lu Mingmei was momentarily taken aback, but then she understood. She knew that the lively young girl before her still harbored the beautiful dreams of youth, so she smiled and said, "Cheng has mentioned you to me."

Lu Mingmei smiled softly, and in the silence, delicate and moist kisses had already fallen upon her lips. As the gentle turns unfolded, the power had completely shifted into the hands of Shi Jingwei.

In Nansan Town, many tents have been set up to provide temporary shelter for refugees. Countless refugees are pouring into Nansan, attempting to breach the border to seek asylum in China. The border personnel are inclined to allow passage; those without passports can be permitted entry as long as they can provide proof of being Chinese residents. However, the vast number of refugees, nearing dawn, are unable to proceed. Shi Jingwei and Lu Mingmei possess passports, but their newborn infant does not, and they are stopped by the border personnel. Shi Jingwei chuckles and says, "It was just born."

Lu Mingmei ultimately chose a burial site for Cheng Songpo in Jiangcheng, the city where Ji Wei's alma mater is located. Originally, she intended to select a cemetery in Jiangxi, but to her surprise, the area around the Cheng family residence had long been lost to obscurity amid the various urban developments over the years. As for Shanghai, it was simply too noisy a city; Cheng Songpo had never truly liked it, and she was aware of that.

Once, my only wish was simply to see you with white hair and a frail appearance

Lu Mingmei raised her head in confusion, "What?"

However, little did I expect that the elder sister-in-law had exhausted all her strength to bring this little life into the world, to the extent that after hearing the child's cries, she no longer had the strength to hold on.

Lu Mingmei helped him get the application form, and while watching him fill it out, she humorously asked, "What is it that you want to hide so badly that it needs to be kept in a safe?"

If it were not for such times, he would have been a happy and ordinary rural painter. His brush would depict the gentle streams and babbling brooks, rather than the blood of the Mekong River and the enchanting beauty of the cotton flowers.

Then help me open one

What should we do then

In the midst of chaos and turmoil, they are barely able to ensure their own safety; how can they possibly save others

At this moment, Shi Jingwei felt completely weak and sore all over. After days of exhausting labor, coupled with the physically demanding nature of delivering babies, he relaxed and felt as if his body was slowly falling apart, with each joint seemingly wanting to separate from his flesh. He hooked a small stool with his foot and placed the infant on it, then tugged at Lu Mingmei, who also slumped down, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her head in his embrace, weeping incessantly

The newly purchased tea cake and tea knife reminded her, as Shi Jingwei said, you have a cold stomach, so you cannot drink Longjing tea, and Biluochun is also not suitable; try Pu'er and Oolong tea instead

The entire logic is in disarray, unpresentable, yet I still wrote it down

The wedding was in the Western style, and a priest was specially invited. During the exchange of rings, Lu Mingmei suddenly remembered something and asked Jingwei: "What is it that you have entrusted in your safe?"

Lu Mingmei seemed to see, more than ten years ago, the young Cheng Songpo, who was also freely soaring in this open space

She wrapped the blanket even more closely around herself, and muffled laughter echoed from the ground. She suspected that Shi Jingwei had discovered her defensive intentions, yet she did not dare to provoke him further. In the distance, there was the intermittent sound of a spring weeping, along with some rustling noises, perhaps from insects or something else.

The voice of Shi Jingwei appeared beside her like a ghost, startling Lu Mingmei so much that she nearly rolled off the other side of the bed. Shi Jingwei did not even know when he had stealthily come over, quietly resting his head on the edge of the bed. Lu Mingmei hurriedly patted his head and pushed him down, "Will you die if you don't speak for three minutes!"

Upon waking the next day and seeing the outgoing call records, a feeling of shock and regret surged up from the emptiness of my stomach

In the midst of tangled emotions, a rich and profound voice came to my ears, "Will you accompany me back?"

He is very good, very good, it's just that she does not want to make him suffer

The long river of fate has brought Lu Mingmei here, where she will remember the past, deeply engraved in her dreams

"It is a son," he raised the child in front of his sister-in-law and repeated loudly, "Son!"

The elder sister-in-law also had a disheveled appearance, weakly nodding her head and smiling, but was unable to speak. The male infant was still covered in blood, and Shi Jingwei loudly said to the elder sister-in-law, "I will go find some water to wash him up!"

The next day, Officer Zhang's son escorted them out of the bustling city, passing by a row of uniformly constructed new houses. "Miss Lu, after I returned, I heard that this school was funded by Teacher Ming."

Because of the drug prohibition, there is no longer a source of income

She has already let down Cheng Song too much and is unwilling to use a reserved heart to betray the unreserved time and space.

Pine forest and gentle breeze, bright moonlight at dusk

Lu Mingmei moved back to her original residence, and with clients like Cheng Bing, her job position will soon be restored

In an instant, it seemed as if the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, with mountains collapsing and the ground splitting apart. In reality, if one were to calm down, they would realize that it is not as terrifying as it appears. However, in the midst of war, a person feels like a floating weed, with the possibility of turning into dust at any moment. No one has the time to think of anything; there is only one word in their mind: escape

Shi Jingwei and Lu Mingmei nodded in agreement, not expecting the situation to change far more rapidly than they could have imagined. After passing through the border inspection, they found a vehicle to head north, and on the bumpy road, they heard gunfire. They narrowly crossed the conflict zone and entered a border town adjacent to Yunnan, thinking they could catch their breath before returning to Yunnan, only to find the town in chaos; elderly men, strong youths, and women with children, carrying large and small bundles, rushed towards the direction where they intended to cross the border.

Is this the grave of Songpo's father

What do you think?

The adjutant's son nodded in confusion, "When I was very young, I went to play at the general's house, and he would give us candy to eat. I heard my father say... General Cheng also scolded them, saying they were not studying properly."

She felt a twinge of anxiety, unsure if she was fully prepared.

The scale on the microwave reminded her that when cooking oatmeal, it should be set to level 7, as setting it to level 9 would cause it to overflow

Lu Mingmei frowned, quite displeased with Shi Jingwei's attitude of burning bridges after crossing them. Shi Jingwei suddenly asked, "There’s something I almost forgot. Why is there a message from you in my voicemail?"

However, at this moment, the smile of Shi Jingwei has unexpectedly served to calm the chaos of the world

The bride has taken good care of herself, hasn't she? After giving birth, her waist is still so slim. How did she manage to lose the weight?

Why

Shi Jingwei was holding the child, while Lu Mingmei was carrying the ashes of Cheng Songpo on her back

The features of Shi Jingwei are close at hand, characterized by a sparse and light demeanor, coupled with a somewhat indifferent attitude

I want to register a household account in Nansan

Thus, Lu Mingmei quickly retreated, simultaneously striking Shi Jingwei to the point of losing his armor and helmet. She clearly understood that if Shi Jingwei did not take the initiative to retreat, in this vast world, there would be nowhere for her to hide

Entering Manxingdie, under the guidance of the locals, Shijingwei found the son of Deputy Officer Zhang. He was in his thirties, of robust build, with a dark complexion. His manner of speaking and demeanor differed somewhat from the local people of Shan State, likely due to the education he received during his house arrest in Yangon

At this moment, Jiwei holds a newborn who has lost its home, while Luming embraces a wanderer who has spent their entire life searching for their homeland, seeking solace.

"Have you encountered many people like this?" Lu Mingmei said softly, "They want to help but feel powerless, and in the end... in the end, their hearts become hardened"

The selection of the rest garden is also a coincidence

Lu Mingmei wondered if she would have been happier if she had never encountered Cheng Songpo, instead of experiencing the pain of separation in life followed by the sorrow of death

In the middle of the night, a faint rustling sound was heard, causing Lu Mingmei to sleep uneasily. After waking up, she found it even harder to fall asleep, as her imagination was filled with the thought of landslides and catastrophic destruction. However, upon listening closely, it was merely the sound of the wind blowing through the pine forest. After tossing and turning a few times on her bamboo bed, she suddenly heard a voice from the ground: "It's windy outside, the leaves are rustling, it's nothing to worry about."

When asked about his future plans, he stated that he wishes to engage in business, as he has met many people in Myanmar over the past few years, which may facilitate trade and commerce in the future

Time smiled broadly, yet remained silent, only gazing at her intently

The once vast ocean has transformed into the current gentle stream

Lu Mingmei scoffed dismissively, but after that, she truly became obedient and did not dare to speak again. Although she still had some confidence in Shi Jingwei's moral character, this person often became overly enthusiastic in social situations, so who could say for certain? For instance, that time at his newspaper, he...

A faint blush appeared on Stella's cheeks, and there was a dreamy sparkle in her eyes. She smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, I hope so too"

If there is even a little, just a little, he is willing to wait

Stella's eyes sparkled with surprise, "Is there more?"

In the unnoticed passage of day into night, the threads of time have intruded into her life, so densely, so thoroughly, leaving no room for a single breath of respite