Jiaochu

Chapter 548 Postscript
The azure blue sea sparkled in the bright sunshine, and the white waves retreated when they were about to reach his feet. He sat on the soft sand, his eyes always looking at the place where the sea and the sky met, expecting a miracle to happen one day in a certain year.

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In the blink of an eye, Yan Fei has lived in this small fishing village for more than three years. No one in the village knows his true identity, and he does not interact with people in the village. He always sits alone by the sea in a daze, day and night, a complete weirdo, and people in the village keep their distance from him.

Until he went out to sea by chance and rescued a teenager who fell into the water. The teenager happened to be the son of the village chief. From then on, under the leadership of the village chief, the villagers gradually changed their views on him. However, he still looked cold and ignored those who took the initiative to talk to him. Gradually, the villagers' enthusiasm for him faded.

Only one little girl named Pearl was persistent in his pursuit. She would bring him food when she had time and would sit beside him and talk to him. He ignored her but she didn't mind. She would talk happily by herself, telling him what she had done today and how many fish her father and brother had caught.
A year ago, the girl came to him crying, saying that she was going to get married and asked if he could marry her. This time he spoke, and said the first words after coming to the small fishing village:

"I have a wife."

Pearl cried and said he was lying. He looked at the blue sea in the distance, and the memories made his cold expression suddenly become gentle, "We got married three years ago." Pearl still didn't believe it, and asked him where his wife was and why she was not with him. He pointed to the blue sea. Pearl thought he meant that someone fell into the sea and drowned, and comforted her by saying that the dead cannot be resurrected. He suddenly became furious and yelled at Pearl, "Who said she is dead! She is not dead, she is still alive!" Pearl was frightened by his appearance and ran back home crying.

A month later, Pearl got on a sedan chair and left the small fishing village.

That day, the sound of cheerful suona came from the village to the seaside. He heard it, looked at the place where the sea and the sky met, and murmured, "When you come back, I will marry you again with a sedan chair carried by eight people and drums and gongs."

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In the blink of an eye, it started snowing in the small fishing village.

The wind was particularly strong that day, and the sea was rough and rough. Everyone in the village stayed at home, with doors and windows tightly closed to minimize the biting cold wind from getting in.

He was the only one who went out, walking to the beach in the biting cold wind, and standing guard by the beach as usual. Snowflakes swirled and fell on his dark hair, but he didn't care. They stuck to his cold eyelashes and blocked his vision. He raised his hand to wipe them off. His face had already been blown bluish-white by the cold wind, making the stubble on his chin more obvious. She told him to live well, but he only did half of it, just living.

Compared with three years ago, he has become thinner and sloppier. He doesn't shave and rarely changes his clothes. But he has a naturally good bone structure. Even with his untidy beard, his face can still attract a girl like Pearl.

He stood on the beach for another day. When the sky grew dark and gloomy, his face was numbed by the cold wind and his hair was covered with a thick layer of snow. From a distance, he looked like a white-headed old man.

At some point, the snow stopped, the cold wind stopped howling, the dark clouds moved away from the dark sea, and a bright full moon appeared in the sky, shining brightly on the sea.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on a flashing light, fearing that he had seen it wrong. A ball of vague blue light appeared and disappeared, still a little far from the shore.

He rushed into the sea and ran like crazy, completely ignoring the water that was almost up to his chest. When the cold water flooded over his chest, he took a deep breath and dived into the water. When he opened his eyes in the water, he saw the vague blue light in front of him, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, like a secret message calling him to the past.
He swam over desperately, and when he was almost there, his vision suddenly went dark, the light went out, and in an instant the fear swept over him like a tsunami. He stretched out his hands, trying to grab something in the cold water around him, but there was nothing.

When he held his breath to his limit, he stuck his head out of the water, exhaled a long breath, then took a long breath in. When he was about to put his head back into the water, he suddenly felt something. A huge surprise swept over him, and he dared not look back, for fear that the greater the surprise, the greater the disappointment, and he was also afraid that he would miss it if he delayed for a single second.

Even if you are disappointed, the worst that can happen is that you wait another three, five, or ten years... you will definitely get it.

He resolutely turned his head and was stunned for a moment. The next moment, a smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes, condensing into crystal tears. He cried uncontrollably, and the tears flowed down his thin face and melted in her warm palm. She stroked his face gently, and her smile was more dazzling than the stars and the moon in the sky:
"I am back."

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