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Back in the hospital ward, Zhang Yi was greeted by the subtle fragrance of orchids. He looked at the small orchid pot brought by Liu Yun and couldn't help but feel a hint of warmth and tranquility.
" Xiao Yun, when did you start growing these flowers and plants?" Zhang Yi asked curiously, his eyes shining with admiration for the freshness of life.
Liu Yun smiled and replied, "Since the doctor told me that when you woke up, you were muttering and shouting things like 'Where's my child? I'm giving birth to a child,' I thought maybe you needed some natural vibes to soothe your soul. Orchid is elegant and can calm the mind, so I chose it."
Zhang Yi smiled and gently touched the leaves of Orchid, saying, "They are indeed beautiful, but this flower is not easy to grow. Aren't you afraid you might accidentally kill it?"
Liu Yun joked, "Stop being so pessimistic. You're not going anywhere, but at least during your unconscious days, Orchid was well taken care of by me."
Zhang Yi shifted his gaze from Orchid to Liu Yun with a grateful look, "Thank you, Xiao Yun. You not only took care of Orchid, but also took care of me. You must have had a hard time during this period."
Liu Yun: "It's good that you know. The patient should rest obediently, they still have rehabilitation in the morning."
In the hospital ward under the cover of night, a quiet and warm atmosphere permeates. Liu Yun gently tidies up the ward, ensuring that Zhang Yi has a comfortable resting environment.
Zhang Yi lay on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, while his mind was interpreting the intersection of the past and the present. His thoughts drifted back to the distant Southern Liang, a time he had thought only existed in dreams. Every time he recalled it, that experience seemed more real and vivid.
" Xiao Yun, do you know?" Zhang Yi suddenly spoke, his voice low and tinged with a hint of sorrow, "In that world, I experienced a lifetime of glory and frustration, love and conflict, everything so vivid."
Liu Yun stopped what she was doing, walked to the bedside and sat down, listening attentively to Zhang Yi's narration: "That world must be very special to you."
Zhang Yi nodded, "Yes, very special. There, I have the person I love the most and the most precious memories. Even back in reality, those feelings cannot be erased."
Two people conversed in the dim light, as time seemed to stand still. In Zhang Yi's words, there was an infinite longing for the past and uncertainty about the future.
Liu Yun squeezed Zhang Yi's hand and said, "If you say that again, I'll get jealous. Right now, I'm the one accompanying you."
Zhang Yi felt the warmth in Liu Yun's hand, turned to her, and smiled with a hint of teasing: " Xiao Yun, you can't escape me in this lifetime. You owe me this debt of gratitude, even if it's across time and space."
Liu Yun lightly hit him, with a pretend angry but actually gentle expression on her face: "Oh, playing the past life and present life jokes. I'm not afraid at all. Whether it's the past or the future, I'll accompany you."
At this moment, the night was already deep, and the light in the ward was soft and peaceful. The conversation between the two was like a warm night breeze, flowing slowly, taking away the loneliness and confusion in Zhang Yi's heart.
Zhang Yi looked at the starry sky outside the window and made a new decision in his heart: "After I recover, I want to restart my research. I want to not only excavate the relics of that tomb, but also to deeply understand the stories behind them."
Liu Yun nodded in agreement: "I will help you. Together, we will explore the secrets buried by time."
In the hospital room, the conversation between Zhang Yi and Liu Yun was like the stars in the night sky, illuminating each other's future. Their story, like the Orchid, slowly blossomed in the quiet, radiating the brilliance of life.
After this journey, Zhang Yi is no longer just an archaeologist, but a traveler through time, carrying the memories of the past and the emotions of the present, continuing to explore, learn, and grow in the river of history.
As for Liu Yun, as his girlfriend who has been by his side all along, she has become his most reliable support on the journey. Their shared journey is like weaving a fate that transcends time and space, deepening their relationship.
As time passed, Zhang Yi gradually recovered and, together with Liu Yun, began excavating new archaeological sites, uncovering forgotten artifacts. Each discovery felt like a conversation with the past.
In these fragments of history, Zhang Yi often felt the presence of Chao Qinglan, as if her spirit still wandered among these artifacts, telling unfinished stories.
Liu Yun has become an indispensable assistant and partner to Zhang Yi, her rationality and pragmatism bringing balance to Zhang Yi, helping him find a balance between dreams and reality.
Through numerous archaeological excavations, Liu Yun has also been gradually drawn to those ancient cultures, and her passion for history continues to grow.
Whenever night falls, the two of them often share their discoveries and feelings by the campfire, discussing the lifestyles, political struggles, and love stories of ancient civilizations. These nighttime conversations have become precious memories for them, like shining stars illuminating their souls.
As their research deepens, Zhang Yi begins to write a book about Southern Liang. Although his time travel did not affect the past history, he still tries to combine his memories with archaeological discoveries, recording what he saw and heard when he traveled to Southern Liang. Liu Yun assists in collecting and organizing the data, and their seamless collaboration transforms this once-dreamt story into real-world knowledge and cultural heritage.
In this process, Zhang Yi and Liu Yun are not only searching for the past, but also sorting out their inner worlds, understanding the meaning and value of life.
Their journey is no longer just an exploration of history, but a profound understanding and realization of self, life, and love.
The story reaches its climax in Zhang Yi's book. It not only narrates the history of Southern Liang and the lost ancient texts, but also reflects the timeless love between Zhang Yi and Chao Qinglan across time and space, as well as his relationship and companionship with Liu Yun in the real world.
This archaeological book becomes a bridge between the past and present, dreams and reality, proving the immortality of history and the eternity of love.
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