I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 1002 The End of a Journey
Three years later.

early spring.

Dahan, Le'an Mansion.

"Sanggong! You hurry up!"

A carriage stopped outside the courtyard, and Tweety turned her head and called out with a clear voice.

Soon, He Jing walked out of the courtyard with a smile, carrying a small burden in his hand.

Three years ago, shortly after Wei Changtian left, the two got married.

No matter how the He family objected, He Jing still resisted all opinions and married Cui Er as his wife.

Afterwards, he was named on the gold list in the imperial examination, won the Jinshi, and "made an exception" to return to his hometown of Le'an Mansion as an official.

During his three years as an official, He Jing worked hard and devoted himself to serving the people, and was deeply loved by the people.

In addition, Su Qi knew that he seemed to have some relationship with Wei Changtian, so at the beginning of this spring, he was once again promoted to the left servant of the household department, and he chose a day to take up the post in Beijing.

In just three years, he went from an ordinary Juren to a third-rank Beijing official. It can be said that He Jing's official career has been smooth, unprecedented.

And he also knew the reason of all this, so he was not in a hurry to enter Beijing to take office, but planned to go to Shuzhou with Tweety before that.

One is that after three years of marriage, he has been busy with business and rarely has time to travel with Tweety, and this time he made up for it.

The second is to visit Wei Changtian and express his gratitude in person.

"Have the presents been packed?"

Helping Cui'er into the carriage, He Jing asked in a low voice: "There is also the letter His Majesty entrusted me to deliver to Mr. Wei, have you not forgotten it?"

"Don't worry, it's all set."

Tweety covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm not that careless."

"That's fine, that's fine."

He Jing gently took Cui'er's hand: "Tui'er, you have worked hard for the past three years, this time we will travel all the way to see the beauty of the world."

"Well, it's all fair."

Tweety smiled happily, and then sighed with anticipation in a low voice: "Master, how can you say that time flies by so quickly, but three years have passed."

"Sometimes when I think about it when I have nothing to do, I always feel that Mr. Wei just left yesterday."

"I don't know how Mr. Wei is doing now. Le'an can't get much information from here."

"By the way, I heard that there are already newspapers in the capital?"

"After we move to the capital, why should I buy it every day to see if there is anything related to Mr. Wei?"

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The carriage moved slowly, carrying He Jing and Cui'er out of Le'an Fu City, heading east.

After a period of turmoil three years ago, the regime of Dahan is now very stable, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and everything has returned to the prosperity of Daqian.

Although many people still do not agree with the "legitimacy" of the big man, and even still think that they are a big man.

But at the very least, with Su Qi, an emperor who "thinks of everything for the people", everyone really can't find too many reasons to restore the old dynasty.

That's right, Su Qi continued his style when he was the governor of Linchuan, and he should be the most considerate emperor in the world today.

And this is actually one of the most important reasons why Wei Changtian chose Su Qi in the first place.

It's just that he never told anyone about it.

A month later, He Jing and Tweety walked and played together, left Dahan, passed Dachu, and entered Xinfeng Land, a border town named "Chengjian".

I don't know if it was because he rarely ran around like this before, He Jing caught wind and cold on the day he entered the city.

After asking the innkeeper, Cui Er learned that the best medical center in the city was called "Ji Shi Tang", so she immediately took a car to fetch medicine for He Jing.

The sight of people coming and going outside the Jishitang also showed that the innkeeper was right. This medical center seemed to be quite trusted by the people in Chengjian City.

"Ma'am, there are a lot of people here, why don't you wait in the car for a while, and I'll go get the master some medicine."

After parking the carriage, the driver saw that there were so many people inside and outside the Jishi Hall, he couldn't help worrying that Tweety, a woman, would be easily bumped into.

Tweety was also worried about this, so she nodded and watched the coachman walk into the hospital quickly.

"Ginseng is one penny! Gastrodia elata is two pennies! Hawthorn is five."

"Take it well, remember to decoct it twice a day, and come back to get the medicine after five days."

"Thank you, Ms. Li! This is the twenty Wen I owed for my mother's medicine last time, and I brought it to you this time."

"It's okay, if you don't have a lot of money, you can go on credit for a few more days, it doesn't matter."

"How can it be! I owe no one and I can't owe you money, Miss Li! You will be struck by lightning!"

"Okay, then I will accept ten coins, and you can take the remaining ten coins back to buy more wheat seeds this year."

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"Oh, Miss Li is so kind-hearted! She looks like a fairy! Being able to practice medicine in Jishitang is really a blessing for Chengjiancheng!"

"Who says no! I just don't know why Miss Li doesn't want to get married. So many people came to match her before, and I heard that she declined all of them."

"Maybe Miss Li already has someone in mind."

"But I haven't seen Miss Li getting close to any man."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, it's your turn."

Whispering echoed in the front hall, although there were several people attending the clinic at this time, only the queue in front of Li Wutong was the longest.

And the coachman just arrived, he naturally thought that this good-looking woman had the best medical skills, so he was also at the end of the queue, and waited for a full quarter of an hour before it was his turn.

"Girl, my master has contracted a cold and wants to grab some medicine to cure the cold."

It was the first time to see a woman for a consultation, and the driver didn't know what to call Li Wutong, but just now he heard that the latter was not married, so he simply called him "Miss".

And Li Wutong didn't care. After inquiring about the symptoms carefully, he shouted at the pharmacy behind him:
"Two coins for ephedra, four coins for cinnamon sticks, one coin each for Fangfeng, Angelica dahurica, and Chuanwu."

Soon, the wrapped medicine package was passed from the pharmacy to the front hall, and Li Wutong handed it to the driver, and said softly:

"Give your master a slow decoction and take it twice a day. It should be fine within three days."

"Thank you girl."

The coachman hurriedly took the medicine bag: "I wonder how much this medicine is?"

"Thirty texts."

"Okay? Thirty Wen?"

The hand that took out the money paused, and the driver's expression suddenly became a little weird.

He used to do some trivial things about picking up medicines before, so he had a general understanding of the prices of various common medicinal materials.

So... this is too cheap, right?
"Girl, why do you only charge thirty Wen? I'm afraid this medicine is not an old medicine?"

Frowning, the coachman immediately frowned and said: "Girl, my master is not short of money, you just need to dispense the most expensive new medicine, there is no need."

"What did you say!"

Dissatisfied shouts came from behind, and before Li Wutong could explain, someone angrily beat the injustice and said:

"Hmph! Neither you nor your master are from Chengjian Mansion!"

"Who in the entire Chengjian Mansion doesn't know that Jishitang never uses old medicines! Who doesn't know that Miss Li has a bodhisattva heart!"

"I think you're just asking for a fight!"

"Don't hurry up and apologize to Miss Li!"

"Yes! Hurry up and make amends to Miss Li! Otherwise, we won't spare you!"

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In an instant, a group of people gathered around, excitedly asking the driver to apologize.

The latter had never seen such a scene, and how did he know that this female doctor was so loved in Chengjian City, so he couldn't help but froze on the spot.

Fortunately, Li Wutong quickly stood up and rescued him, which prevented the situation from deteriorating further.

And just when the little turmoil in Jishitang gradually subsided, Tweety outside the house suddenly ran out of the carriage, caught up with a woman in a pink skirt, and shouted out of breath:
"This, this girl! Wait a minute!"

"."

Stopping and turning around, the moment she saw Tweety, the woman in the pink skirt had a flash of surprise in her eyes.

To be honest, whoever it is now will probably be surprised.

After all, the two look so much alike.

"This girl."

After slightly adjusting her breathing, Tweety walked a little closer.

She was just bored waiting in the car, so she opened the curtain to look at the pedestrians on the street.

As a result, he unexpectedly saw such a woman who looked very similar to himself.

Suddenly remembering what happened three years ago, Tweety immediately got out of the car and chased after her.

But now after she really caught up with the girl in the pink skirt, she didn't know what to say for a while, so she just gritted her teeth and asked directly:

"Dare to ask the girl. But the surname is You?"

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Her eyes widened suddenly, and the expression of the woman in the pink skirt immediately became extremely vigilant. After taking a deep look at Tweety'er, she turned her head and walked into an alley.

Tweety was stunned for a moment, and hurried to chase after her.

But when she stood at the entrance of the alley, there was no one in the alley.

Standing there blankly, Tweety didn't know why the woman disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Obviously, judging from the latter's reaction, her surname should indeed be You.

As for whether it was Miss You that Wei Changtian was looking for, Cui'er didn't know, let alone why she ran away.

In short, people are indeed gone now.

After standing there for a while, Tweety shook her head, turned around and prepared to leave.

But just before leaving, she still yelled loudly into the empty alley——

"Miss You! Mr. Wei has been looking for you!"

"."

Three days later, He Jing recovered from the cold, and he and Tweety also left Chengjian City.

Tweety naturally told He Jing about the girl in the pink skirt.

He Jing was not sure whether the former was the "Miss You", so he asked Cui Er if she had noticed any other details.

Cui'er recalled it for a long time, and finally remembered that the woman seemed to be wearing a peach blossom hairpin in her hair.

He Jing didn't say anything more, but silently kept this matter in his heart, and planned to tell Wei Changtian when he arrived in Shuzhou.

In this way, the two traveled eastward for more than half a month, and finally left Xinfeng in early March, crossed the Mang River and a piece of Gobi, and entered the boundary of Yuanzhou in Daning.

The "Yuanzhou City Massacre" five years ago was too tragic, so both of them had already heard about it.

Now five years have passed, Yuanzhou City is still in ruins, but occasionally Daning people will come here to mourn the relatives and friends who died in that tragedy.

However, Pingjiang County, which is not far from Yuanzhou City, has become more and more lively, and has become the closest border town to Xinfeng in the west of Daning.

"My lord, I originally thought that Pingjiang is so close to Yuanzhou City that the common people would not dare to stay here."

Walking side by side with He Jing on the long street, Cui Er said with a smile, "I never thought it would be so lively."

"Haha, I think it's because after Yuanzhou City was destroyed, this city became the place where the caravans between Yu Daning and Xinfeng stayed."

He Jing is worthy of being a Jinshi and an official. He immediately pointed out the key point: "Since ancient times, wherever there is a lot of business, it has been lively. Now that the five countries have close trade, it is not surprising that Pingjiang can be so prosperous."

"Ah, that's how it is."

Tweety nodded suddenly, and looked at He Jing with even more admiration.

But at this moment, the latter suddenly stopped, as if he was listening carefully.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Tweety looked to the side of the road suspiciously, only to find a small school not far away.

The wooden plaque engraved with the word "Zhizhi" glowed faintly golden in the sunlight, and the wooden windows were open, with the faint sound of children reading books floating out of them.

"It's the Moonlight Night on the Spring River written by Mr. Wei."

Shaking his sleeves, He Jing said softly, "Mr. Presumably is teaching poetry."

"Wow, Mr. Wei is really amazing. His poems are even taught in such an elementary school."

Cui'er is not a literati, so of course she doesn't know Wei Changtian's status in the world's poetry circles, so she can't help but be surprised to hear He Jing say that.

On the other side, He Jing didn't explain anything, just smiled, and then walked through the gate of the school with Tweety, and continued to enjoy the customs of Pingjiang City.

Soon, the two walked away slowly like this.

At the same time, in the elementary school named Zhizhi, a little boy about eight or nine years old was admiringly whispering to his companions:
"Hey, this Wei Changtian is so amazing. Among the poems we memorized, I think he is the best!"

"I heard from my mother that this Wei Changtian is not only good at poetry, but also good at fighting!"

"I also heard that the emperor will listen to him!"

"Really? Then he must be very smart!"

"It's up to you to say, but I don't know who is smarter, he or Mr."

"I think it's sir."

"I think Mr. may not be as good as him."

"."

Whispers are mixed with the sound of reciting books, and there is a breeze passing through the window, stirring the hair of the children in the hall.

And that "Mister" was sitting in front of a screen, holding an ancient book in his hand, with a gentle and calm expression.

Since the children will compare this person with Wei Changtian, it means that in the children's minds this person is extremely intelligent.

that's the truth.

This Zhizhi school has only been open for three years, and its scale is small, but the children sent here are always much better than other schools.

Sometimes even when a child encounters some troubles at home, he can make it clear with just a few words, and as long as he does what he says, any problem can be solved.

In this way, this young gentleman, who is estimated to be only [-] years old, has also been favored by many famous families.

Someone wants to invite him to come to the house to be a private teacher for their children.

Some people want to ask him to be a counselor.

There are also people who want to partner with him in business, and he doesn't need to pay a penny for the capital.

There is no doubt that no matter which one of the above, the money and reputation gained are bound to be more than opening a school here.

But this person rejected them all, and spent three years teaching and educating people in this small school.

Oh, and he also married a very ordinary lady.

She is a girl from an ordinary family in the city.

His looks are not outstanding, his figure is not exquisite, and he does not have the knowledge to match him.

However, he is kind and down-to-earth.

More importantly, the girl treated him very well.

"Sir, are you down?"

The door curtain was lifted slightly, and a woman in commoner clothes poked her head in and whispered, "It's midnight, it's time for lunch."

"Hello, mistress!"

"Mistress!"

"Meet the teacher!"

Before the master could speak, the children in the hall shouted together, and it was obvious that they loved this teacher's wife very much.

And that gentleman also smiled and waved his hand, and the children immediately dropped their books and ran out of the school like flying.

"Oh! I'm going down!"

"Go home and eat!"

"."

Like a herd of runaway ponies, after a while, there were only two people left in the hall, a man and a woman.

"Sir, eat it while it's hot."

"You have been coughing badly in the past few days, so I made some pear porridge"

While talking, he took out a small earthen pot and several dishes from the food box.

The smell of food lingers in the air, and the warm sun at noon is pleasant.

"it is good."

The gentleman smiled, and put a bowl of porridge in front of the woman first, and then filled another bowl for himself.

The two sat facing each other, chatting a few homely things, drinking porridge and eating vegetables, the breeze turned the pages of the book, there were peddlers hawking on the street outside the window, and the sounds from far and near were full of human fireworks.

If you want to describe this "husband and wife love" scene, the man will undoubtedly be able to utter many allusions and idioms in one breath.

And the woman hasn't read the book, so she probably can't tell.

But she knew that she had already identified the man in front of her, so she was willing to treat him well.

Even if the man never told her where he came from, what earth-shattering things he did
In March, the warbler flies and the grass grows, and the early rice has sprouted green and tender tips.

The carriage was driving on the smooth official road, with green rice fields on both sides.

The irrigation canal leads the river water in the distance to the field, and the strange steel "huts" are steaming, and in the sound of "rumbling", the water from the irrigation canal is introduced into the rice field. Tweety sitting in the car is very moved. surprise.

After two months away from Dahan, she and He Jing finally arrived at the destination of this trip, Dashu Shuzhou.

And once you enter Shu, the scenery you see along the way is quite different from other places. The most novel thing is the "iron houses" that can divert water for irrigation.

"Sir, what are these?"

Lying by the car window, Tweety asked in a daze, "Why have I never seen it elsewhere?"

"Should be called a steam engine."

He Jing estimated that he had heard of steam engines before, so he could name them now.

But after all, he has never seen the real thing, so he actually doesn't know what the function of this thing is.

"If you think about it, it's like a windmill. It's used for pumping water for irrigation."

"Steam Engine"

Tweety is still puzzled: "But there is no wind at this moment, why can this steam engine still draw water?"

"I don't know that."

He Jing shook his head honestly, and said with sincere emotion: "In short, there is Mr. Wei in Dashu, so it is not surprising that there are any miraculous things."

"Well, the people of Dashu must be living very well."

Tweety nodded and lowered the curtain of the car: "At least with these iron houses, you don't have to work so hard when farming, and you don't have to worry about drought."

"Yes."

He Jing looked far away, and the outline of a majestic ancient city appeared at the end of his eyes.

It was still early at this moment, and the sun had not yet fully risen.

But even in this hazy morning light, Shuzhou City seems to exude vitality and freshness that makes people yearn for.

Tweety was right.

Nowadays, the life of the people in Dashu is indeed very good.

As for the extent to which this "good" is "good", perhaps we can get a glimpse of it from a common saying circulating in the people of Dashu.

There is no need to ask heaven for farming, no need to ask officials for businessmen, no need to ask immortals for practice.

Shuzhou City, Weiyang Palace, Jinluan Palace.

"Your Majesty, regarding the construction of the first railway, this is my opinion."

"Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible."

Gold top jade pillars, double eaves and nine ridges.

Nearly a hundred court officials stood in the hall with wat boards in their hands, and the dignified and luxurious Ning Yuke sat on the dragon platform.

As the prime minister of Dashu, You Wenzong had just finished his "summary speech", the most important of which was the matter of "building the railway".

Today, the Tiangong Bureau has produced a "train" powered by a steam engine.

Then the next step is naturally to build railway tracks to officially promote this new type of transportation.

Building rails is not difficult.

However, considering various factors, the "planned route" of the first railroad track is particularly critical.

The route suggested by You Wenzong is from Shuzhou City to Datong City, and he just listed many advantages of doing so.

However, this matter must ultimately be decided by Ning Yuke.

But the latter thought for a moment, and then said slowly:
"Your Excellency, this matter is of great importance, let me talk about it after I have asked my husband first."

I asked my husband
As the empress and the supreme ruler of Shu, Ning Yuke's words sound strange.

But You Wenzong was not surprised at all, and bowed back to the team after saying "I understand".

The other courtiers also looked calm, as if they were no strangers to what Ning Yuke said just now
"Is there anyone who has nothing to do?"

"Return without incident!"

In the voice of the little eunuch, Ning Yuke got up and walked down the dragon platform, bypassed a screen and disappeared.

A group of courtiers also walked out of the Golden Luan Hall one after another, talking in small groups while walking outside the inner palace.

But before everyone walked down the long white marble steps, outside the palace, a white beam of light visible to the naked eye suddenly rose into the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"That is."

Most of the civil servants looked blank, staring at the direction of the beam of light and were stunned.

However, the military officers were much calmer, and someone immediately explained:

"My lords, don't panic. This is a vision caused by breaking through the second-rank realm, and it will dissipate soon."

"Huh? So someone in the city broke through to the second rank?"

"That's right, judging from this position, it should be Mr. Wei's residence."

"Ah, I think it should be one of Mr. Wei's disciples."

"Hahaha! Great luck! Great luck!"

"."

The mood changed from tense to relaxed. A group of courtiers looked up and watched the beam of light dissipate, and then went to their respective jobs.

Since someone in the Wei Mansion broke through, there is nothing to worry about.

But they were not all right.

This beam of light really came from Wei's mansion, but the person who made the breakthrough was not Wei Changtian's disciple.

But
"Master, Master."

In the middle of the crowd, Ah Chun pinched his fingers timidly, and looked at Wei Changtian nervously.

"I, I seem to be second grade."

"."

His expression froze, and he looked at Ah Chun like he was looking at an alien. Wei Changtian coughed dryly after a long time:

"Cough, not bad."

"But after all, it's still a little slower than when I was a teacher."

As soon as the words came out, Ah Chun didn't have any doubts, but everyone on the side rolled their eyes.

"Sister Qin'er, why do you think Mr. Xiang is so shameless?"

"Sister Liu Shi, isn't Xianggong always like this? Sister Yao'er, don't you think so?"

"Ah? I, I think Mr. Xiang is okay."

"Goose goose goose! Jingyao, you! Never dare to say no to my husband! I also think that my husband is very thick-skinned!"

"That's right! Sister Wan'er, you think so too! Right!"

"Isn't that right! Just a few days ago, he insisted on me wearing those stockings. Qin'er, why are you blushing?"

"Ah, I, I wear it too."

"Huh? What color?"

"white, white"

"Really? I'm black. Liu Shi, do you wear it too?"

"Me? I have been wearing them for three or four years."

"what?"

"."

Inexplicably, the topic shifted to a strange aspect, and Wei Qiaoling, who was riding a big black dog, looked puzzled, as if she wanted to ask what "silk stockings" were.

But before she could speak, Wei Changtian, with an extremely embarrassed expression, waved his hand and interrupted:

"Cough! Don't hang around here! Go back to the house!"

"Oh."

All the girls gave a look with a smile on their faces, and then they led a baby out of the backyard.

"call"

Seeing everyone leave, Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief, and once again looked at Ah Chun, who was already a second-rank warrior.

"Achun."

"Master, I am here!"

"Well, since you are now a second rank, it's time for me to teach you some powerful moves for self-defense as a teacher."

"This sword technique is called Luoqiong, and it is extremely mysterious. I think it took three days to master it with the talent of a master."

"Wow! Master has used it for three days! Then this sword technique must be very powerful!"

"Hmph, of course it's extremely powerful, look out!"

"."

The sword shadow flew up and down, inadvertently chopped off a few green leaves on the tree.

The breeze fell from the blue sky, blowing the leaves high, and sent them to a carriage parked outside the gate of Wei Mansion.

He Jing and Cui'er got out of the carriage, looked at the word "Wei Mansion" on the door plaque, hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door.

However, before they could touch the door knocker, a surprised voice came from behind.

"Master He? Miss Cui'er?"

"Ok?"

When they heard the sound, they turned their heads and saw a man and a woman standing a few steps away.

The man was very strange, and he had never seen it before.

But the woman who spoke was somewhat familiar.

"It's really you!"

Taking a step closer, Li Zimu explained with a smile: "Mr. He, Miss Cui'er, I went to Dagan Capital with Mr. Wei before, and I met you once."

"what!"

As soon as Li Zimu reminded him, He Jing and Cui'er immediately remembered the other woman besides Yang Liushi who was with Wei Changtian back then.

"So that's the case, I didn't recognize it for a while, I hope the girl can't be blamed."

Hastily cupping his hands at Li Zimu, He Jing whispered tentatively, "I don't know girl."

"I am Mr. Lee."

Li Zimu introduced himself with a smile, then turned to look at the man beside him: "This is my husband-in-law."

"Tang Chen."

The man also smiled and reported his name in time.

He Jing didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately cupped his hands again: "Ah, I, He Jing, have met Mr. Tang."

Tang Chen also cupped his hands in return: "Young Master He, you are too polite."

"."

Three years later, Tang Chen married Li Zimu.

The lives of the other Sons of Heaven who are still alive have also undergone some changes.

Shen Ran returned to Dali and became the leader of Kuixing Academy.

Xu Quan and Zhi Li went to travel around the world, and a few days ago, they just sent a letter back saying that they had arrived at the White Palace.

Chu An escaped the hunt, and now lives with Qin He in Shuzhou City.

There is also Ye Xuan, who is ranked number one but has never shown his face before, and it is said that he has become the most dazzling young person in the world besides Wei Changtian.
The green leaves swayed to the ground, and the four people outside the mansion greeted each other for a while, and Li Zimu figured out the purpose of He Jing and Cui'er's visit to Shuzhou.

First lead the two into the main hall of the mansion to sit down, and she immediately went to inform Wei Changtian.

Not long after that, the latter's hearty laughter floated from far and near.

"Hahaha! Brother He! Miss Cui'er! Long time no see!"

"Young Master Wei!"

"."

Standing up a little excitedly, He Jing and Cui'er saw this familiar man again, and announced that their journey across thousands of miles had finally come to an end.

Laughter resounded in the house, and the wind swayed out of the window, rolled up the green leaves on the ground, and sent them back to the branches.

The annual rings go round and round, and spring and summer are replaced by autumn and winter several times.

Everything that happened in the past six years is like a soul-stirring and ordinary story.

There are unrested love and hate, there are looking back at the slump, there are sun, moon and stars, there are black hair and white hair.

But just like He Jing and Cui Er's journey, even though they came to Shuzhou and met Wei Changtian, their lives were not over.

Therefore, the long river of time will continue to flow.

From this point of view, these seemingly magnificent six years seem to be just a spoonful of waves, a past that cannot be returned.

As for what these six years mean to this world, it may be difficult for the people in it to explain clearly, and perhaps it will be left to future generations to comment.

But for Wei Changtian personally, before the story begins, he is lonely, selfish, and indifferent.

And by the end of the story, at least he has understood what love is, what is responsibility, and what is gratitude.

No matter how high a wave splashes, what really gives it meaning is the river and sea that carries it.

Therefore, whether it is ordinary or mediocre, no matter whether you can see the future or not, you still have to keep moving forward.

After all, there is still a long way to go, and the new story has not yet begun.

"Brother He, Miss Tweety."

"It's been a long journey, it's been hard work."

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