pertwk Chapter 341 I hope to live a healthy and happy life.
Chapter 341 I hope to live a healthy and happy life.
It's October, the golden autumn season, when chrysanthemums are at their most vibrant.
Pure white, golden yellow, pale purple... countless flowers bloomed quietly under the moonlight, like a soft tapestry spread across the earth, and the air was filled with the clear and distant fragrance of chrysanthemums.
"Ye Fan?" Xian Zuling's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension, her fingers unconsciously tightening the hem of her clothes. "Are we lost?"
Although she wasn't familiar with every alley in the small county town where she had lived for over a decade, she knew that it was now far from being inhabited.
The late night and the unfamiliar fields made her instinctively feel uneasy.
What should we do if we get lost in this desolate wilderness?
Ye Fan turned his head, the moonlight outlining the soft lines of his profile, a reassuring smile playing on his lips: "Don't worry, we're not lost. We've arrived, let's get out of the car."
He was the first to open the car door.
"Huh? We've...we've arrived?" Xian Zuling was full of doubt. There was nothing here except for the flower field and the moonlight.
But she had an almost instinctive trust in Ye Fan, so she didn't ask any more questions and got out of the car as well.
The soft soil beneath her feet enveloped her instantly in the crisp, cool air, which was filled with the rich scent of chrysanthemums.
Ye Fan didn't explain, but simply started walking along the narrow path worn into the middle of the two flower fields, barely wide enough for one person to pass, and headed deeper into the fields.
The ancestral spirit statue followed him quietly with its obedient little tail.
The moonlight, like quicksilver spilling onto the ground, stretched their shadows long and thin. The chirping of insects was exceptionally clear in the silent fields, as if playing a symphony of the night.
After walking about two hundred meters, the view suddenly opened up before me.
At the end of the path was a small river flowing quietly under the moonlight, its water reflecting shimmering silver light.
On the riverbank, a large, smooth-surfaced rock stands quietly, like a natural bench.
Ye Fan walked over, sat down on the rock, and gazed into the distance.
Xian Zuling also went over and carefully sat down beside him.
The view suddenly opened up—the boundless chrysanthemum fields stretched to the horizon under the moonlight, meeting the deep blue sky above, studded with diamond-like stars.
The bright, full moon hangs high, casting its gentle light and gilding every petal and every dewdrop with a dreamy silver edge.
All around were the sounds of babbling water, chirping insects, and the soft rustling of the night breeze through the sea of flowers.
Neither of them spoke, immersed in the magnificent beauty of the world.
Ye Fan tilted his head slightly, savoring this rare moment of tranquility.
Xian Zuling was initially a little reserved, but she followed Ye Fan's example and opened her eyes wide to look at this homeland that she had never appreciated so much at night.
The more I looked at her, the brighter her clear eyes became.
It turns out that, away from the hustle and bustle of the day, under the magic of the moonlight, this familiar field can be so ethereal, tranquil, and breathtakingly beautiful!
"Wow!!!" A soft, pure exclamation escaped her lips. "So beautiful! I've lived here for over ten years, and I never knew a flower field could be this beautiful at night..."
Her voice was filled with the surprise of discovering a treasure and a hint of disbelief, as if she were truly getting to know the land that gave her birth and nurtured her for the first time.
Hearing the sound, Ye Fan slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on her profile, which was filled with shock and emotion. The gentle moonlight shone on her slightly upturned face, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.
"Offering to the ancestral spirits," Ye Fan's voice was soft, like a whisper, yet it clearly blended into the tranquil night, "If making a wish under such a starry sky and amidst a sea of flowers could truly come true... what would your wish be?"
The spirit of the ancestor offered almost no thought, as if the answer was already engraved in its heart.
She turned her head, her clear eyes looking back at Ye Fan, her voice soft yet incredibly firm: "I hope to live a healthy and happy life."
This simple sentence is her most sincere and precious prayer for life after enduring countless hardships.
Ye Fan looked at her, his eyes filled with an encouraging smile: "Your voice is too soft. If you can't hear such a beautiful view, your wish might not come true. Speak louder, so they can all hear you."
He pointed to the starry sky and the boundless sea of flowers above.
Xian Zuling was slightly taken aback, then a shy blush appeared on her face.
Having lived this long, she has almost never shouted anything in front of others.
She took a deep breath, as if drawing courage from the moonlight, and then, with the loudest voice she could muster, shouted towards the glittering starry sky and the swaying sea of flowers:
"I—hope—to—live—healthily—and—happily—!"
The clear sound broke the stillness of the night, echoing across the open fields and startling several night birds that were roosting nearby.
After shouting, her cheeks were burning hot, her heart was pounding like a drum, yet she also felt an unprecedented, exhilarating sense of release.
Ye Fan's smile deepened, and he said gently, "Yes, that way they'll all hear you. Now, close your eyes and make a wish."
"Yes!" Xian Zuling nodded vigorously, his face showing unprecedented seriousness and anticipation.
She closed her eyes reverently, her hands unconsciously clasped together in front of her chest, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the moonlight. The moonlight outlined her focused features, as if crowning this simple and sincere wish.
I don't know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment.
She slowly opened her eyes, as if she had unloaded some heavy burden, feeling completely satisfied.
Then, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Ye Fan beside her.
In that instant, a pure and utter smile bloomed on her face without warning.
That smile was like the frozen lake suddenly melting in the spring sun, like a dormant flower bud suddenly blooming under the moonlight.
Her clear eyes curved into crescent moons, filled with an unprecedented sense of ease, joy, and a hint of shyness, as if she had crushed and contained all the starlight in the sky.
The upward curve of her lips was so clean and spotless.
That smile seemed to soften the flowing galaxy and dim the blooming sea of chrysanthemums for a moment.
Ye Fan was slightly taken aback. Then, an indescribable warm current and a strong sense of relief, like the fragrance of chrysanthemums under the moon, silently filled his entire chest.
Ye Fan was very pleased! His efforts over the past month had not been in vain!
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The moonlight, like water, flowed quietly over the boundless chrysanthemum field and also beside the two young people sitting side by side.
The sounds of wind, insects, and the faint sound of a river in the distance intertwine to create a tranquil lullaby.
This rare tranquility makes one forget the passage of time.
After an unknown amount of time, Xian Zuling suddenly remembered that his mother might still be waiting.
She took out her phone; the screen's light was somewhat dazzling in the night.