The day before New Year’s Eve, a heavy snowfall blanketed the world outside.
When L1 woke up, he saw that everything was covered in white, and even his favorite rocking chair on the balcony was buried under a thick layer of snow.
Qin Yao was standing outside, sweeping the snow from the balcony. Hearing movent from inside, he opened the glass door and smiled at L1. “Looks like we’ll be drinking milk inside today.”
L1 didn’t imdiately reach for the milk. Instead, he stepped out onto the balcony and helped Qin Yao clear the snow off the chair.
As they worked, L1 couldn’t resist the urge to shape the snow into a small snowman.
Qin Yao glanced over and, noticing the tiny snowman in L1’s hands, smiled and asked, “Do you want to build a bigger one?”
L1 quickly nodded. “Yes.”
So the two of them worked together and built a large snowman in a corner where the sun wouldn’t reach it.
Qin Yao brought out a scarf and other decorations, and soon a snowman, resembling the one from the previous year, stood before them.
L1 was delighted by the snowman, circling it and occasionally grabbing handfuls of snow from the ground to smooth out any rough patches.
Qin Yao leaned against the wall, watching L1 with a soft smile.
Suddenly, Qin Yao asked, “It seems like you haven’t grown at all this year.”
L1 turned and explained, “My body doesn’t grow.”
Qin Yao furrowed his brow slightly before giving a helpless smile.
L1 was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
Having spent a year with humans, L1 had learned to understand most human expressions and body language, but so things still eluded him—like the regretful yet complex smile on Qin Yao’s face at this mont.
Qin Yao replied, “I just feel a little unaccomplished.”
L1 tilted his head. “Hm?”
Qin Yao squatted down in front of him, at eye level with L1, and said, “I’ve been feeding you milk for over a year now, and yet you haven’t grown at all. I’ve been trying so hard to raise you, but you haven’t gotten any bigger.”
L1 wanted to say that he was a system and wasn’t supposed to grow. His growth was more about data upgrades than physical changes.
But as the words ford in his mind, he swallowed them.
Over the past year, L1 had co to realize that sotis his words could spoil the mood.
So, after thinking for a mont, he said seriously, “I can grow if you want.”
Qin Yao raised an eyebrow. “Hm?”
Taking advantage of Qin Yao’s confusion, L1 quickly exchanged his points for a bottle of growth potion from the system shop.
All biological bodies that systems exchanged from the shop didn’t grow naturally. However, due to the five-year exchange rule, many systems beca dissatisfied with the lack of change. To prevent protests, the shop introduced both growth and anti-growth potions.
As their nas suggested, one allowed for growth, and the other reversed it.
In the blink of an eye, L1 had successfully exchanged for the potion. Before Qin Yao could react, L1 had already downed the entire bottle.
Qin Yao’s eyes widened slightly. “What did you just drink—”
Before he could finish his sentence, the five-year-old L1’s body began to grow taller.
Within seconds, L1 shot up to about 180 centiters.
Seeing the world from this new, elevated perspective, L1 felt a little disoriented. He glanced down to confirm that his clothes had grown with him, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. Looking down at Qin Yao, L1 grinned.
Qin Yao, still squatting, had to tilt his head back slightly to et L1’s eyes. His deep gaze locked onto L1’s face, not blinking.
L1, pleased with Qin Yao’s reaction, smiled brightly. “How do I look now? Am I still good-looking, even grown up?”
Qin Yao slowly stood up.
It was only then that L1 realized Qin Yao was still taller than him. But that didn’t bother him; height was never a concern for L1. He simply smiled and waited for Qin Yao’s response.
However, after a long while, Qin Yao still hadn’t answered. Instead, L1 noticed that Qin Yao’s eyes were gradually turning red.
The young man’s gaze was as gentle as always, often carrying a hint of a smile. But now, that sa gaze was tinged with redness, and tears seed to well up, reflecting a swirl of complex emotions.
L1 didn’t understand and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Qin Yao stood still, shaking his head slowly, before softly uttering two words.
L1 didn’t catch them. “Hm?”
Qin Yao turned his head slightly, and L1 thought he saw a tear trickle down his cheek.
L1 asked again, “What’s wrong, Qin Yao? Aren’t you happy that I’ve grown up?”
Qin Yao replied, “I’m very happy.”
He was so happy, in fact, that he couldn’t help but shed tears.
Qin Yao had long accepted that he might never et the system who helped him all those years ago.
But it wasn’t until this mont that he realized—he had already reunited with that system.
L1 wanted to ask more, but Qin Yao walked back inside.
After a mont, he returned with a cup of oat milk for L1.
L1 took the cup, studying Qin Yao’s expression. “What was that about?”
L1 didn’t believe what Qin Yao had said earlier.
If Qin Yao was truly happy, why would he cry?
Qin Yao, seeing the confusion in L1’s clear eyes, thought for a mont before answering, “You know there are many kinds of tears, right?”
L1 blinked. “So you were crying because you were happy?”
Qin Yao nodded.
The smile on L1’s face grew wider. “You’re that happy just because I grew up?”
“Of course,” Qin Yao’s gaze lingered on L1’s face, almost as if he were morizing every detail.
After all, he had never imagined that the system he once thought he’d never et again could turn out to be the very sa one standing before him.
Overco with joy, he couldn’t stop himself from crying.
Qin Yao asked, “Yiyi, aside from ‘L1’ and ‘Yiyi,’ do you have any other nas?”
L1 took a sip of milk and shook his head. “No.”
Qin Yao thought for a mont. “Why don’t you give yourself a na?”
L1 tilted his head. “How? I don’t know how to choose a na for myself. Why don’t you help co up with one?”
Qin Yao gazed at L1 for a mont before suggesting, “How about ‘Yaoyao’? It sounds similar to ‘Yiyi,’ but…”
“But what?” L1 asked.
Qin Yao hesitated. The na felt too intimate. He didn’t want others to call L1 by such an endearing na.
So, instead, Qin Yao said, “Let’s add a word before ‘Yaoyao.’ Since you’re called ‘L1,’ the letter ‘L’ sounds like the word for ‘happy’ in Chinese. How about ‘Leyao’?”
L1 repeated the na twice, then broke into a wide smile. “I like it. I think ‘Leyao’ sounds great.”
Qin Yao, seeing L1’s bright smile, felt a deep sense of happiness as well.
In his heart, Qin Yao silently wished that ‘Leyao’ would always live a life of joy and freedom.
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The next day, L1 visited the Huo family.
When they saw the suddenly “grown-up” L1, the family was surprised at first, but they quickly accepted his new appearance.
Mother Huo even praised him, saying that he had grown up to be even more handso than the Huo brothers.
Naturally, Huo Yan and Huo Ze weren’t pleased.
In unison, the two brothers protested, telling their mother not to complint L1 at their expense, as it hurt their feelings.
L1 found it amusing and sat on the couch laughing.
That year’s Spring Festival passed with the family’s laughter and chatter.
As the cold winter gave way to spring and sumr, the warmth of last year’s spring was no longer present.
L1 still lived with Qin Yao, but he spent less and less ti at the house, often being away for extended periods.
L1 saw Yu Bai sign a contract with Qin Yao and take the lead role in Qin Yao’s most important project.
L1 saw He Shi argue with Su Rui, and after they broke up, Su Rui discovered she was pregnant.
Without hesitation, Su Rui contacted Huo Yan.
As Huo Yan grew closer to Su Rui, they made their relationship official. Soon after, Huo Yan was heavily intoxicated and taken to a hotel by Su Rui.
Not long after, Huo Yan brought Su Rui ho, standing against his entire family to be with her.
L1 saw Mother Huo’s cousin steal her wedding ring, which later ended up in the hands of Father Huo’s estranged cousin.
Mother and Father Huo had a massive argunt, the most intense fight of their decades-long marriage.
anwhile, the reality show Qin Yao had invested in was also running into trouble.
During the first recording session,
a scandal broke out involving one of the participants.
During that ti, Qin Yao was incredibly busy, barely able to keep up with everything. One day, L1 waited at ho for him all day, only for Qin Yao to rush back late at night, close to 11 p.m.
“Have you been waiting long?” Qin Yao apologized as soon as he stepped inside. “I’m so sorry, Yaoyao, I’ve been so swamped lately. Here, drink so oat milk…”
His voice trailed off as he stared at the cup in L1’s hands. “What’s this?”
L1 softly explained, “You’ve been so busy, so I tried making the milk myself.”
Qin Yao’s expression softened. Sitting beside L1, he gently asked, “How does it taste?”
L1 shook his head.
It didn’t compare to the milk Qin Yao made.
“Can I try it?” Qin Yao asked, eyeing the cup in L1’s hands with interest.
L1 nodded and was about to get up to pour so milk for Qin Yao, but before he could, Qin Yao placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. Then, he took the cup from L1 and drank the remaining milk in one gulp.
L1 blinked.
Wasn’t that the leftover milk from his own cup?
Qin Yao took a mont to savor the taste of the milk, smiling as he said, “I think it tastes pretty good.”
L1 responded, “But it’s not as good as the milk you make.”
For L1, the milk Qin Yao made was always the best.
Seeing that, Qin Yao stood up. “Alright, I’ll go make you so now.”
Though L1 had already made plenty of milk, Qin Yao carefully stored the rest in the fridge and then began preparing fresh oat milk for him. L1 had watched Qin Yao make milk many tis before, yet he still found the process deeply satisfying to observe.
As he watched, an odd thought crossed his mind:
L1 wished that ti could freeze at this mont.
He could have made that happen, but he chose not to.
And so, ti continued moving forward, as did the events already written in the script.
Before long, more crises unfolded. Huo Ze’s team lost a key player right before an important competition due to a suspension.
Qin Yao’s reality show continued to face scandals, and investors began pulling out one by one.
anwhile, Huo Jing’s assistant was fired for leaking his private schedule, and soon after, a significant shipnt for the Huo family’s business was lost to a typhoon, leading to severe financial losses and turmoil in the company.
Both Qin Yao and the entire Huo family grew busier and more consud by their personal challenges.
L1 found himself seeing them less and less frequently.
It wasn’t that L1 didn’t have the ti. Rather, he began to realize that he was afraid to see them.
The Huo family treated him as kindly as ever. Even when Huo’s parents argued, they would smile and reassure L1 that everything was fine whenever he asked about it.
They didn’t want to worry him, so they kept things hidden from him.
But what they didn’t know was that L1, as a monitoring system, already knew everything.
And yet, L1 was no longer the system that was ignorant of human emotions. So he chose not to ask, and he gradually started visiting them less often.
He didn’t even go to see Qin Yao as frequently. Still, Qin Yao would prepare a cup of oat milk for him each day before rushing out the door.
L1 would wait until Qin Yao had left, then sit on his rocking chair and sip the milk slowly.
He continued this routine, spending most of his days at the Huo family’s ho, visiting Mother Huo or spending ti with the Huo brothers.
Ti passed quickly. Before long, the Huo and Qin families faced sweeping changes.
But even amidst the chaos, the characters’ scripted storylines persisted.
The first major event was Qin Yao’s ending.
It was the last day of August, a bright and sunny day.
L1 had arrived on the balcony early that morning.
When Qin Yao ca out with the milk, his eyes lit up with surprise. “You’re finally here.”
L1 replied, “I co every day.”
Qin Yao handed him the milk, smiling. “I know. What I ant to say was that it feels like I haven’t really seen you for a long ti. Have you been busy lately?”
L1 took a sip of the milk, but this ti, it tasted different. Despite its sweetness, it couldn’t mask the bitterness that seed to linger.
“Yeah, a bit busy,” L1 replied.
Qin Yao quietly observed him for a long mont before finally asking, “Are you… going to leave soon?”
L1 looked at him, puzzled. “Hm?”
Qin Yao’s expression grew tense, and he looked away as L1 stared at him. “What I an is, if you’re going to leave, could you tell beforehand and say goodbye?”
L1 pressed his lips together. “Do humans always feel the need to say goodbye?”
Qin Yao lowered his gaze, his eyelashes casting shadows under his eyes, hiding the weariness that had accumulated over the past few days.
For the first ti, L1 couldn’t decipher Qin Yao’s emotions.
After a long pause, Qin Yao finally answered, “I’m not sure about others, but I do.”
L1 asked, “Why?”
Qin Yao’s voice was laced with a faint smile, but L1 could sense that the smile didn’t reach his heart.
“Because I want to know the exact day of the farewell,” Qin Yao said. “So that there’s sothing to hold onto in the future.”
L1 still didn’t fully understand.
But he knew one thing for certain: Qin Yao didn’t have a future.
His life would co to an end today.
Qin Yao waited for L1 to finish his milk before taking the cup and washing it. “Just promise , when you do leave, you’ll say goodbye. Okay?”
L1 nodded. “Okay.”
This was the first ti L1 had ever told a lie.
Once Qin Yao finished cleaning up, he prepared to leave. As he reached for the door, L1 suddenly grabbed his hand.
Qin Yao froze and turned around, looking at him in confusion.
L1 normally didn’t like physical contact with humans. It was a strange feeling, sothing he had never experienced before.
But this ti, as he held Qin Yao’s hand, he didn’t feel any resistance.
L1 opened his mouth to speak, but the words wouldn’t co out.
“What did you say?” Qin Yao asked.
L1 repeated the words silently.
Qin Yao smiled softly. “Yaoyao, why are you speaking without making any sound? Are you playing a guessing ga with ?”
At that mont, L1 suddenly rembered the program he had set up for himself.
The program was designed to silence him whenever he might reveal the truth. It was ant to protect him, but now it was binding him.
L1’s lips pressed together tightly. He couldn’t say the words he desperately wanted to say—he couldn’t tell Qin Yao not to leave.
For the first ti, L1 felt pain in his heart.
But he didn’t understand why. He was a system—why did he feel this pain?
Qin Yao still left.
Before he walked out the door, he ruffled L1’s hair and smiled. “I’ll bring you a little cake when I co back tonight.”
L1 stood on the balcony, watching Qin Yao’s figure disappear into the distance.
He stood there all day, waiting on the balcony, but Qin Yao never ca back.
The next day ca and went, and still, Qin Yao didn’t return.
On the third day, soone finally ca to the house.
But it wasn’t Qin Yao—it was Qin Hongxi.
He ordered the servants to pack up all of Qin Yao’s belongings, but the balcony was left untouched.
L1 stood invisible on the balcony, watching as people busily ca and went.
When he finally flew away from the house, he noticed so new decorations.
He recognized them—white banners used by humans to signify death.
Qin Yao was dead.
L1 didn’t go to see him.
Instead, he went to the Huo family’s ho.
By then, Mother and Father Huo had divorced, and the Huo family business was rapidly declining.
Both of them had moved out of the family villa.
L1 visited Father Huo first. He had injured his arm in a fire, and it still hadn’t fully healed.
The house was eerily quiet. L1 wandered around and found Father Huo sitting alone in a dark corner.
After a mont of thought, L1 decided not to reveal himself and left to visit Mother Huo.
Her situation was even worse. She sat in silence on the sofa, tears streaming down her face.
L1 wanted to comfort her but accidentally bumped into the corner of a table, making a sound.
The pain was so sharp that for a brief mont, L1 forgot how to breathe.
Mother Huo’s voice rang out, “Yiyi? Are you here?”
L1 remained silent.
After waiting for a long ti without a response, Mother Huo sighed. It sounded like she was talking to herself as she said, “Maybe it’s better if you don’t co… That way, you won’t know about Qin Yao…”
At the ntion of Qin Yao’s na, tears stread uncontrollably down her face.
L1 overheard her quietly whisper, “How did this happen? Why did it have to happen like this?”
Exactly.
L1 also wanted to know—why did it have to happen like this?
The reality of Qin Yao’s death was like a dagger, piercing deep into L1’s heart.
Fleeing the 20231007 world, L1 paused the tiline as he left.
And then, he ran into Qiu and L2.
At first, the two were surprised to see him, but they quickly realized that this was L1 in his human form.
“Back already?” they asked in unison.
“Did the story end?” L2 inquired.
Qiu had already pulled up the storyline’s progress and was taken aback by what she saw. “L1, you…”
L1 said, “I redeed a ti extension in the points mall. I’ve extended both world S20070501 and world A20231007 by two more years.”
Qiu and L2 were both shocked.
“What are you planning to do with all that extra ti?” L2 asked.
Without emotion, L1 replied, “I want to take a vacation.”
Qiu furrowed her brow.
The Temporal Bureau allowed systems to take vacations, and their ti off was usually quite generous.
But L1 was different. Ever
since he ca into existence, he had never taken a break.
He had always been like a machine that never tired.
But now, this machine was saying it needed a vacation.
Qiu watched as L1’s brows furrowed deeply, and then she suddenly realized sothing. “It seems you’ve co to understand so of those uniquely human emotions.”
L1 didn’t deny it.
L2 was confused. “Isn’t understanding human emotions a good thing? Then why do you look like…”
Qiu cut him off, preventing him from saying anything more.
L1 didn’t explain further. He quickly submitted his vacation request and retreated into his system space to sleep.
For systems, sleep was a way to reorganize data.
L1 was a highly advanced system and didn’t need much ti to process his data.
But this ti, he spent a full two years in his system space, never once leaving.
L1 sorted through his data again and again, as if hoping that by clearing out the bad data, he could feel happy once more.
Ti moved slowly in the Temporal Bureau, but even after two long years had passed, L1 still hadn’t found happiness.
On the last day of his vacation, L1 left his system space. As soon as he returned to the Temporal Bureau, he encountered L2.
“Where did you go for your vacation these past two years?” L2 asked.
L1 remained silent.
L2, persistent, jumped onto his shoulder. “Was it fun?”
Still, L1 said nothing.
L2 snuggled closer. “Co on, give a little scratch.”
L1 finally glanced at L2, whose orange cat form was irresistibly cute, and obligingly scooped him into his arms, gently stroking his fur. L2 purred in contentnt and even exposed his belly for more attention.
Just then, Qiu walked in and saw the scene unfold.
Amused, she remarked, “You’ve never done this before, so now you—”
“I don’t understand,” L1 interrupted her.
Qiu stood still, watching him intently.
L1 looked down, his voice tinged with sadness. “I’ve cleared all the data, and logically, I shouldn’t feel this sadness anymore. But why am I still so sad?”
L2, who had been rolling on his back, suddenly froze.
Qiu sighed softly, her gaze softening. After a mont, she spoke, “L1, I can’t give you the answer you’re looking for. Your confusion began in world S20070501 and deepened in world A20231007. So I think you need to go back to those worlds to find your answers.”
L2 chid in with a phrase, “It’s like that human saying: ‘Only the one who ties the knot can untie it,’ right?”
Qiu chuckled. “Yes, sothing like that.”
L1 looked up at Qiu.
She held his gaze and asked gently, “Will you go back?”
L1 hesitated for a long mont before nodding.
He needed to understand—why he felt this way, why he was so deeply sad.
And so, L1 restarted the paused tiline in world A20231007.
His first destination was Mother Huo’s house.
Though two years had passed in the Temporal Bureau, ti in the paused world hadn’t moved.
Before setting off, L1 visited nurous bubble tea shops and convenience stores, purchasing oat milk from each one. He drank them all, and as the sun began to set, he finally arrived at Mother Huo’s house.
When she saw L1 standing before her, her eyes lit up, and a warm smile spread across her face—one he hadn’t seen in a long ti. “Yiyi, you haven’t been here in so long!”
L1 nodded. Before she could rush off to prepare a grand al, he politely stopped her and asked, “Could you make a cup of oat milk instead?”
Mother Huo studied him quietly for a mont before nodding with gentle affection. “Of course.”
Following L1’s instructions, she carefully made him a cup of oat milk, but sadly, it still didn’t taste the way he rembered.
Even so, it was undeniably delicious.
Before leaving, L1 asked Mother Huo a question: “What is love?”
Mother Huo thought for a long while before responding, “Love ans different things to different people. But for , love ans closeness—it’s the desire to always be with soone.”
L1 pondered her words, then nodded thoughtfully. He helped her wash the cup, said his goodbyes, and prepared to leave.
Mother Huo walked him to the door, and as his figure began to fade from sight, she called out, “Yiyi, take care of yourself!”
L1 turned back to look at her and smiled warmly. “You like , don’t you?”
Tears welled up in Mother Huo’s eyes, but she nodded with a smile.
Of course, she liked him. Ever since she first t L1, she had liked this child with all her heart. To her, it didn’t matter whether he was a system or sothing else—she simply liked him and wanted him to be safe and happy.
Next, L1 went to the Qin family’s ho.
The balcony where Qin Yao used to welco him remained the sa. L1 sat down in his usual spot on the rocking chair and noticed that the rose leaves still had dewdrops on them, and the surroundings were immaculately clean—as if soone had been tending to the area.
Just then, he heard the sound of the bedroom door opening behind him. Soone unexpected stepped out.
Qin Hongxi looked at L1 and smiled. “You must be Le Yao, right?”
L1 observed Qin Hongxi. In just a few short days, the middle-aged man’s hair had turned gray.
L1 nodded. “Yes.”
Le Yao was the na Qin Yao had given him.
Qin Hongxi smiled again. “Don’t worry, I an no harm. When I was going through Qin Yao’s things, I found a letter he wrote for you.”
With that, Qin Hongxi turned back into the room and returned a mont later, handing L1 the letter. “Here. If this troubles you...”
L1 didn’t hesitate and took the letter, nodding gratefully. “Thank you.”
Qin Hongxi glanced at the roses and the rocking chair on the balcony before looking away. “Actually, I should be the one thanking you. If it weren’t for you…”
He didn’t finish his sentence but added, “Before Qin Yao passed, he ntioned that you liked oat milk. He asked to make you a cup if you ever ca to visit him. Would you like so?”
L1 had already drunk plenty of oat milk that day, but upon hearing Qin Hongxi’s offer, he nodded. “Yes, please.”
While Qin Hongxi prepared the milk, L1 opened the letter.
It contained just one simple line:
“Thank you, Yaoyao. I hope you live a life of joy and freedom.”
L1 stared at the short sentence for a long ti before letting out a small laugh. “How foolish.”
He was a system, after all. How could he not live a life of joy and freedom?
Qin Hongxi returned with the milk and saw the letter in L1’s hands. “He genuinely wished for you to be happy and free, so don’t be sad because he’s gone.”
L1 accepted the milk, looking up at Qin Hongxi.
His eyes were bloodshot, and up close, L1 could see how much older he looked—his hair wasn’t just graying, even his eyebrows had turned white.
Despite being the one most deeply affected by Qin Yao’s death, Qin Hongxi was still trying to comfort him.
L1 softly said, “Thank you.”
Qin Hongxi smiled again. “I buried him in a place with the best view. He loved the sun, and the spot gets plenty of sunlight. If you have the ti, maybe you could visit him.”
L1 nodded. “I will.”
After finishing his oat milk, L1 left.
But he didn’t go to visit Qin Yao just yet, as the thought of it still made him too sad.
Instead, L1 decided to check in on the other main characters and supporting roles in the world.
He saw Huo Yan being frad by He Shi and Su Rui, ultimately forced to leave the entertainnt industry. He saw Huo Ze’s team fall apart in disarray, eventually dissolving completely. He saw the collapse of the Huo family business, with Huo Jing standing in despair on a rooftop.
As the Huo family’s world unraveled, the story’s conclusion lood near.
By then, two years had passed since Qin Yao’s death.
L1 finally decided it was ti to visit him.
On a bright and sunny day, L1 bought a bouquet of flowers and made his way to the cetery where Qin Hongxi had told him Qin Yao was buried.
Just as described, the cetery was bathed in sunlight. L1 stood in the warmth, placing the flowers at the base of the gravestone.
He stood quietly for a long ti, letting his gaze linger on Qin Yao’s photograph before finally breaking into a small smile.
“Qin Yao, I’ve co to see you,” L1 said. “Even though I still don’t fully understand human emotions, I think I’ve co to really like all of you—whether it’s you, or Father Huo, Mother Huo, Huo Jing, Huo Yan, Huo Ze... even your father. He’s a good man too. You all deserved better endings.”
He crouched down and touched the photograph of Qin Yao on the gravestone. Smiling, he continued, “So I’ve made a decision. I’m going to change your endings.”
L1 remained seated at the foot of the gravestone, talking to Qin Yao for a long ti.
Even though he knew that Qin Yao couldn’t hear a single word, he kept talking.
It wasn’t until the sun began to set that L1 finally left the cetery.
On his way back, he ran into soone familiar.
“Are you… Zhang Qiran?” L1 asked.
Zhang Qiran turned around, his eyes red and puffy. He forced a smile. “Yes, that’s .”
L1 didn’t ask who he was visiting because he had already seen the na on the gravestone: Song Zhehan.
L1 shifted his gaze back to the ground and softly said, “My condolences.”
Zhang Qiran nodded without speaking.
L1 turned to leave, but just as he did, Zhang Qiran suddenly spoke up, “I don’t understand...”
L1 paused mid-step.
Zhang Qiran’s voice trembled as he continued, sounding as if
he was speaking to himself more than anyone else, “I don’t understand why soone as good as Song Zhehan had to die... He was...”
Tears stread down Zhang Qiran’s face. “He was such a good person. I loved him so much... but...”
The last sentence was whispered so softly that L1 barely heard it.
“But he lived too painfully. I didn’t stop him. It’s all my fault.”
L1 watched as the sun dipped below the horizon.
Softly, he said, “It’s not your fault.”
None of them were to bla.
The fault lay with the world’s predetermined plot.
And so, for the first ti since he had been created, L1 decided to reset ti.
He first restarted the tiline in world S20070501, altering Ye Fan’s fate so that he wouldn’t die.
Without hesitation, he then reset the tiline in world A20231007.
But what L1 didn’t expect was just how arduous and long this journey to change their fates would be.
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