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As soon as those words were spoken, the room fell silent.
Wen Shaojun's body staggered backward, gasping for breath. After a long moment, he weakly uttered two words, "What?"
As the night gradually faded away, daylight began to emerge.
Countless faces flashed through his mind: A Qiao, his father, Yun Shuyan, the Empress Dowager, Tian Feiyao, Ling Wan Yue, and finally, Wen Shaojun and Amin. These people passed through his thoughts one after another.
Tian Feiyao stared at her with a pair of sorrowful eyes.
"Ah..." Ma Lele screamed in horror and woke up.
As her consciousness gradually cleared, she clearly remembered that the masked man had helped her give birth.
Her dilated pupils slowly regained focus. She glanced around but realized that this was not the room she lived in at all.
"Where is this?" Ma Lele felt like she was about to collapse.
Right now, all her thoughts were on the child.
"You’re awake!"
Just as she was about to struggle to get out of bed, an elderly figure appeared at the door.
Ma Lele looked up, and upon seeing this, she was completely stunned.
Could it really be her?
The old woman from that strange little shop had given her a train ticket, and then she had crossed over.
Could it be that she had returned now?
"Old lady, how come you are here?" The thought of this possibility made Ma Lele tremble slightly.
"I have always been here!" The old woman walked to the bedside and looked at her gently.
"Then how did I end up here?"
Ma Lele was on the verge of tears.
How had she returned, and what about that child?
No, in that world, there were still too many things she couldn't let go of, too many matters left unresolved.
"You have always been here!"
The old woman's next words shocked Ma Lele even more!
"Have you been here all along? How is that possible!"
She had clearly been in ancient times for two years.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh, "Old lady, are you mistaken? How could I have been here the whole time? Stop joking with me; I just want to know how I got back! Or you could give me another ticket!"
"What ticket?"
Upon hearing her words, the old lady seemed quite surprised.
"The ticket that allows time travel?" Ma Lele felt her mind go blank. Back? She actually returned just like that? But why now?
Did she really abandon her child right after giving birth?
Moreover, there were still many questions she needed answers to.
No, she had to return to Dayue.
"Miss, do you feel like you've traveled to another time and experienced many people and events?" The old lady's expression relaxed as she listened to her, but there was an indescribable strangeness in her smile.
Ma Lele shook her head, "It's not a feeling; it's a real time travel!"
"No, that was just a dream you had!" The old lady's words struck Ma Lele like a bolt from the blue, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
"How is this possible?" she screamed in shock.
"Then you can take a look at the time now."
Ma Lele looked at the bed in disbelief, completely stunned. The time was still stuck on the day she had crossed over two years ago, and only two hours had passed.
How could this be?
She could hardly believe what was happening before her. If this was truly a dream, then how could the love and pain within it feel so real?
"Weren't you the one who said you couldn't love someone recklessly? In the dream, all your wishes have already come true! You can go home now!"
The old woman still wore a faint smile on her face.
Ma Lele panicked and scrambled out of bed. Indeed, she was wearing that same outfit. Her Hermes bag was on the stool beside her; everything was exactly as it had been two years ago.
But it was precisely this sameness that terrified her.
She could not accept that the crossing had merely been a dream.
As she reached the door, her steps faltered again. She suddenly turned to the old woman and said, "Grandma, I... I want to enter that dream again!" If the old woman could make her have such a dream, surely she could let her dream again!
However, she was met with disappointment.
"I'm sorry, but everyone's dreams are not controlled by me. In fact, everything you experience in your dreams is merely a reflection of what happened in your past life! And in your previous life, your story ended there, which is why you woke up!"
Listening to the old woman's words, Ma Lele felt her throat dry and her legs weak.
She finally understood that this was a reality.
She forced out an awkward smile, turned around, and slowly left the small shop.
The bustling atmosphere of the big city immediately hit her; looking at the busy street, she found it quite unfamiliar. For some reason, she felt a hint of doubt about the old woman's words.
Was it really just a dream?
No, it didn't seem like it. She remembered every flutter of her heart, every pang of pain; those feelings were so real that they couldn't possibly be fabricated.
But if it wasn't as the old woman said, then why was she deceiving herself?
Ma Lele sighed deeply, and just then, her phone rang.
In a flurry, she trembled as she pressed the answer button.
"Where are you?" It was her husband, Zhong Wenjun. As always, his voice was calm and devoid of any emotion.
"On... the road!" Today’s experiences had been too bizarre; Ma Lele felt that she needed a lot of time to process everything.
"I'm not coming back tonight. There's a problem at the company in America, so I'm flying directly there! You should go home and rest early!" After saying this briefly, Zhong Wenjun hung up the phone.
On the street, Ma Lele stood at the intersection, holding her phone, looking dazed.
Go home? To that cold, lifeless house?
No, she didn't want to!
Thinking of this, she suddenly turned around and ran back to that little shop.
The old woman didn't seem surprised by her sudden return; she merely glanced at her lightly before continuing to flip through a book.
"Old lady, I don't believe this is just a dream. Please, let me go back!" Ma Lele said in a voice that was almost pleading, feeling small. She didn't want to stay in that glamorous cage.
In this time and space, no one needed her.
Parents, husband, even her son—they only needed a beautiful vase.
But in Dayue, it was different.
A child still in swaddling clothes without a mother was so pitiful. Moreover, she had friends there; so many people were worried about her! Even if she didn't want to admit it, the person she loved was also in that time and space.
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