Dreams Have Nothing to Do with You (Three-in-One)

The mountain breeze caressed the branches and leaves of the trees surrounding the outer wall, rustling softly. The windows were open, and the natural wind, mixed with the slightly cool air inside, felt very comfortable on the skin.

"You've made a lot of preparations tonight." Liu Chang'an had, of course, noticed the various details in Qin Yanan's room, including the soft sound of rain, old-fashioned women's toys and personal belongings, and so on.

"Likewise," Qin Yanan said expressionlessly, expressing even greater admiration for Liu Chang'an, after all, his performance was even more amazing than the face-changing act in Sichuan opera.

After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other, Liu Chang'an laughed.

Qin Yanan turned her head away, still somewhat annoyed. He was truly a genius of acting, actually impersonating Ma Weiming. If it weren't for Pig Tail and his eyes giving away the truth, she would have been completely fooled. If she hadn't discovered it, what would he have done next? Would he have really pounced on her and forced her onto the bed?

"I don't usually meddle in other people's business, but since you tried to scheme against me, I played along." Liu Chang'an picked up a bunch of grapes from the small table between the two of them and started eating them.

The grapes have a delicate rose scent and look delicious. They are juicy and crisp, but not sweet enough.

"So if I hadn't recognized you just now, would you have used this trick to rape me?" Qin Yanan said irritably. She had only used some minor tricks, but Liu Chang'an's actions were too despicable! He really acted like a hooligan just now, with that lewd look on his face!

"Not interested." Liu Chang'an shook his head listlessly.

"Not interested?"

"Without."

Qin Yanan reached out and grabbed at her things, but surprisingly, she didn't have anything suitable to embarrass herself with, except for a fruit fork.

Liu Chang'an took the fork in his hand.

Qin Yanan glared at Liu Chang'an with wide eyes, while Liu Chang'an continued eating grapes one by one.

If he says he's not that kind of person, that he'll stop, that he'll back down, that's fine... No interest? Does that mean she, as a woman, has absolutely no appeal to him? It's like a woman facing rape, and the perpetrator suddenly stops. The woman is naturally relieved to be saved, but then the perpetrator says, "Actually, you're overthinking it. You're so ugly, why would I rape you? I was actually filming for Kuaishou!"

Shouldn't we kill this kind of person?

"Are you trying to test if I'm Ye Chenyu?" Liu Chang'an put down the grapes and, as Qin Yanan began to pant again, diverted her attention.

Qin Yanan was stunned for a moment, snapping out of her unnecessary anger. She habitually pressed her chest, then remembered that she was wearing loose pajamas, which couldn't possibly have ripped. She couldn't help but glance at Liu Chang'an's pajamas, which were in the same color scheme, white and gray with black stripes. The two of them sitting in the Tiffany blue-themed living room, chatting face to face, gave off a somewhat family-like feeling, which made her feel a little strange.

As for what he said, Qin Yanan wasn't very excited. Yes, it was just a test, and he didn't directly admit it.

Liu Chang'an stood up.

Qin Yanan's eyes followed his retreating figure.

Liu Chang'an walked to the window.

Autumn is coming soon.

Qin Yanan stood up involuntarily, and his voice changed!

Liu Chang'an pushed aside a few peeking branches, closed the window, and then slowly turned and walked into Qin Yanan's bedroom.

Qin Yanan quickly followed, Liu Chang'an had already entered her bathroom and closed the door.

Qin Yanan stood outside the door, not even noticing that she had placed the laundry basket in the middle of the bathroom, which contained her dirty underwear.

"As I told you, some things, if the people who experienced them are still alive, then they are just memories, not history."

The changed sound came through the door, low and gentle, like the sobbing of a flute, calmly conveying a sense of vicissitude.

"Yes, I still don't understand." Qin Yanan still habitually placed her hand on her chest; she was somewhat nervous.

"For most people, especially young people who have just left school, the first thing that comes to mind when they think of history is probably a textbook with the word 'history' written on it."

"History, these two words are quite bland, because no matter how magnificent an event is, once it's written down in a book and recorded, it's just a piece of text for people to read, feel, and imagine..."

"It's like watching a movie. No matter how brilliant the director and actors are, or how relatable it is, it's ultimately just a detached observation from the sidelines."

History needs to be remembered, because it is easily altered, forgotten, and forgotten... but memories are different.

Qin Yanan seemed to have realized something.

"Some people are still alive. Those tragic experiences, that era of shattered land, those scenes of people suffering, the heartbreak of babies being raised with bayonets, those ditches and rivers turned Blood Red, that desperate struggle in death... For them, this is not some trivial history, but their personal experience, the nightmare that still haunts them, the hatred that can never be forgiven, the still-bleeding wounds that have never healed... Do you understand?"

Qin Yanan grasped the bathroom doorknob. She was naturally filled with many emotions, but did his sudden mention of this topic mean he was telling her about what he had been through?

"You're probably thinking, am I saying that I've been through all of this?"

"Yes." Qin Yanan felt as if the voice was transmitted into her body, her fingers trembled, and she released the doorknob.

"This isn't a sudden outburst of emotion, nor am I forcibly changing the subject. It's just that you guessed correctly, I am Ye Chenyu, the one who shares memories with Ye Sijin and Qin Peng."

Liu Chang'an opened the door and came out, his smile gentle, his eyes filled with a faint sense of nostalgia. This nostalgia was subtly tied to Qin Yanan. Qin Yanan's eyelashes fluttered slightly; she knew that his nostalgia was not actually for her.

His appearance had changed; he was the same person Qin Yanan had seen twice before.

Ye Chenyu!

Ye Chenyu, who is not recorded in history books and exists only in the memories of a handful of people!

Ye Chenyu, whose face is etched in the photograph of his great-grandfather's study!

Qin Yanan looked into his eyes, forgetting to catch her breath. Perhaps it was because of his eyes, but she felt that the person in front of her was still Liu Chang'an, as if he had laid out his buried memories and long-forgotten scenes before her, filling her with a mysterious sense of time and space intertwining.

"You really are... you really are..." Qin Yanan looked at Liu Chang'an, took a few steps back, closed her eyes, and shook her head.

Qin Yanan opened her eyes again, her gaze hazy. She gently shook her head, showing no change whatsoever. This was different from their previous sudden encounters. The feeling Qin Yanan had was that of the person in the photograph and the one her elders remembered, someone who had vanished in time and then reappeared.

She didn't even suspect that Liu Chang'an had simply mastered the ability to change his appearance and was using the guise of "Ye Chenyu" to fool her.

Since all her previous clues had been verified, it's unlikely that the information Liu Chang'an had intentionally or unintentionally revealed before was just a setup to deceive her today.

"You really... really Longevity? No, Longevity?" Qin Yanan clenched her knuckles tightly, staring at his face, his hands, and his heels sticking out of his slippers.

"Is there a difference?" Liu Chang'an asked, slightly puzzled.

"Of course there are some... some differences, right?"

"True Longevity is maintaining a Longevity state both physically and mentally... If one only possesses an ageless appearance but a stagnant and lifeless mindset, it's rather dull," Liu Chang'an said with a smile. "You can still treat me like a cousin; I don't mind."

"That's not what I meant... No... No, that won't do." Qin Yanan stammered, "I... I'll still call you Grandfather."

"Casual."

After Liu Chang'an finished speaking, he sat on the footstool at the foot of Qin Yanan's bed.

Qin Yanan lowered her head, the strands of hair on both sides of her face hanging down like two crescent moons. Under the cover of her hair, her eyes secretly sized up Liu Chang'an.

Liu Chang'an held the little cloth tiger and looked at it. Qin Yanan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. So he had seen through her pretense and must have found it very funny.

"What were your original plans for tonight?" Liu Chang'an asked, looking up.

"I planned to pretend to be your great-grandmother to trick you into revealing something so I could have more solid evidence..." Qin Yanan said shyly, tucking her hair back. "I didn't expect you to admit it so readily."

That's thoughtful of you.

Qin Yanan chuckled awkwardly. Although she still felt that he was the same Liu Chang'an she knew, with no changes in his personality, mindset, or style, she had to realize that she could no longer treat him as a younger cousin who could act like an older cousin.

Thinking about this, I felt a little disappointed. Who wouldn't want a younger brother like Liu Chang'an? Now, I can only call him my great-uncle.

This form of address seems correct, doesn't it? Uncle, Grand Uncle, Great-Grand Uncle.

"Now that I've laid my cards on the table with you..." Liu Chang'an walked over, holding the cloth tiger in his hand, and placed it on Qin Yanan's head, "It's your turn to tell me your unspeakable secrets."

"It's not some unspeakable secret..." Qin Yanan raised her hand to grab the cloth tiger on her head, not knowing why he had placed it there. She felt silly doing so and wanted to take it off, but seeing his serious expression, Qin Yanan hesitated. "I was planning to tell you after you admitted it."

"Speak." Liu Chang'an nodded. Since that's the case, then take the cloth tiger away... When Ye Sijin and Qin Peng were naughty or didn't do well in their studies when they were young, Liu Chang'an would make them stand with something on their heads as punishment.

"I... am incredibly strong."

Liu Chang'an was taken aback.

"Very, very strong." Qin Yanan was slightly embarrassed. Actually, she felt that if a girl was too strong, it was easy to associate her with descriptions like "as strong as an ox," "broad-shouldered and thick-waisted," or "strong enough to uproot mountains and overwhelming in spirit," which wasn't very elegant!

How big is it?

"I used all my strength when I fought you just now."

"Oh, not bad."

Qin Yanan's cheeks flushed red. She wanted to argue with him again, but decided against it... He had the right to be so dismissive. She thought she was incredibly strong and powerful, but in front of him, she could only pound his chest with her little fists and whine.

"Anything else?"

"Recently, I cut my hand while chopping vegetables. I noticed that my finger didn't bleed, so I didn't think much of it at the time. Until the second time... I tried it, and even with the sharpest knife, it didn't really cut me. But I didn't try to cut myself hard or anything that would definitely break my skin."

"Sharp."

Qin Yanan's cheeks puffed up, looking a bit like a pufferfish that had just started to get angry. Sure enough, Ye Chenyu and Liu Chang'an were the same person, just like that.

That's all?

Qin Yanan felt somewhat slighted, but what was the point of trying to outdo someone who Longevity?

So Qin Yanan had no choice but to nod.

"You don't have any special information, about the coffin, about your own analysis of your situation, about... about Ye Sijin, or some secrets you haven't told me yet?" Liu Chang'an coaxed her gently, waving a cloth tiger, a red thread for the Qixi Festival, and a handkerchief in front of her.

"There is one, it's about my great-grandmother's private matters." Qin Yanan couldn't possibly tell her "cousin," but now that he was her great-grandmother's brother, Qin Yanan felt it necessary to tell him, because it was always the older brother who stood up for her when dealing with unfaithful lovers who never revealed their names or faces. "She had someone she loved, probably a very close lover, but it wasn't my great-grandfather. She wanted to see him one last time before she died... That was her obsession, I could feel it."

Qin Yanan looked at Liu Chang'an and saw that he was silent.

His silence made him resemble an emotionless sculpture.

No, sculptures can express emotions. He was just using all his strength to control his emotions, not wanting to reveal even the slightest bit.

His shoulders twitched, he raised his head, and still wore a gentle smile.

Qin Yanan felt something struggling within her, causing her a heart-wrenching pain, an inexplicable bitterness that made it difficult to breathe.

"Besides Longevity, would you like to know what other abilities I have?" Liu Chang'an gently stroked Qin Yanan's long, flowing hair, his gaze tender.

"Yes." Qin Yanan answered truthfully, his gaze unsettling. She knew that his gaze wasn't for Qin Yanan, but for Ye Sijin.

"Go change into a cheongsam."

Liu Chang'an walked out of the bedroom.

Qin Yanan stood in the bedroom for a while with a complicated expression. She patted her cheeks, then her body trembled as if her soul had returned to its place. She breathed heavily, changed into underwear that would match her cheongsam, put on the cheongsam, styled her hair into a bun like in her great-grandmother's photo, applied similar makeup, and walked out of the bedroom in high heels.

Qin Yanan was taken aback when she saw him, then he revealed that gentle, warm smile. The tall, jade-like man in the living room made Qin Yanan think that Ye Sijin must have been looked at with such affection by him as an older brother countless times back then.

"Tonight, you are Ye Sijin."

After Liu Chang'an finished speaking, he walked out of the room. He didn't change his clothes or even put on shoes, and walked barefoot to the viewing platform of Mount Lu.

Qin Yanan followed him with small steps. A cheongsam and high heels weren't exactly suitable for running. When Qin Yanan reached him from behind, she placed her hands on her lower abdomen. What did Ye Sijin mean by this?

"When Zhu Juntang asked me how I ended up on the roof of Baolong Center Building One, I told her that I jumped from Building 2." Liu Chang'an did not lie to Zhu Juntang about this.

"So high, so far..." Qin Yanan looked at Liu Chang'an in disbelief. She had stood on the roof of Baolong Center Building One countless times. Of course she knew that Building 1 was 452 meters high, while Building 2 was only 315 meters high. Putting aside the distance between the two buildings, just the height alone would require even Spider-Man to use his webs to jump up!

"My abilities seem to be related to the civilized era, and I can also evolve... At the beginning of the last century, I didn't have such strong abilities." Liu Chang'an finished speaking and opened his arms, "Jin'er, come here."

Qin Yanan felt a little resistant to this title, but it quickly dissipated.

Qin Yanan walked to Liu Chang'an's side.

"Ah..."

Qin Yanan raised her hand to cover her mouth, letting out a soft gasp, her whole body stiffening as Liu Chang'an swept her up in his arms.

His arms were strong, yet her body, weighing over 100 pounds, felt as light as a bird in his embrace. Qin Yanan's heart pounded wildly in his warm breath.

Suddenly, Qin Yanan felt him jump.

What is he doing?

I jumped up, why haven't I felt myself landing yet?

Qin Yanan couldn't help but open her eyes. The Milky Way overhead seemed to suddenly appear closer, and the trees disappeared from her peripheral vision.

He rose from the ground!

He jumped into the air, a height that no human could possibly achieve using their own physiological structure.

This is the domain of birds and flying insects.

"You..." Qin Yanan didn't finish her sentence before she felt his body descending. She couldn't help but scream in terror, because she could see her height clearly. Mount Lu was dozens of meters below her, and now they were jumping down the slope of the mountain.

Liu Chang'an jumped onto the cable car's mountaintop machine room, which was not far away.

Qin Yanan's heart was pounding like a drum. At this moment, it was definitely not because of the shyness and nervousness of being held in his arms, but rather the effect of her pale face.

"Jin'er, this is a cable car. Doesn't it look a lot like the basket lifts you see in some places back in the day?"

"Does she really think of herself as Ye Sijin?" Qin Yanan was a little dizzy.

Liu Chang'an jumped up again. Qin Yanan didn't have time to care that he mistook her for Ye Sijin. She just gritted her teeth and tried to adapt to this incredible superhuman feat he had accomplished.

He hopped and skipped down the mountain from the cable car tower, and Qin Yanan's heart beat and stopped with the height of his jumps and falls, like a parabola rising and falling.

"Where are you going?" Upon arriving at the foot of the mountain, Qin Yanan was terrified, realizing that he had no intention of abandoning her.

Liu Chang'an didn't say anything. He took advantage of the fact that there were no cars on the road and sped past.

At this speed... fortunately, it was around four or five in the morning, when there were the fewest pedestrians and cars on the street, and the darkness still provided camouflage.

"It's on the river!"

Qin Yanan was horrified to discover that Liu Chang'an was carrying her as they raced up and down the river!

What kind of speed is that?

Liu Chang'an carried Qin Yanan to the tip of Juzhou Isle, and only then did he put Qin Yanan down.

He turned his head to look at the statue of the great man.

"Jin'er, I remember you told me that when the revolutionary cause succeeds, you would come here with us and loudly recite that poem, 'Qinyuanchun'!"

Liu Chang'an turned and glanced at Qin Yanan.

Qin Yanan opened her mouth, but said nothing, only silently responding to his gaze.

"Alone in the cold autumn, the Xiang River flows northward, past Orange Isle."

Behold the mountains ablaze with red, the forests dyed in vibrant hues, the river a clear, deep blue, where a hundred boats race against each other.

Eagles soar in the sky, fish swim in the shallows, and all creatures compete freely under the frosty sky.

A vast and desolate expanse stretches before me; I ask this boundless earth, who controls destiny?

I once traveled with a hundred companions, recalling those glorious and eventful years.

In their youth, full of vigor and vitality, they were brimming with scholarly spirit and boundless ambition.

He pointed out the flaws in the country, wrote passionate words, and regarded the powerful officials of the past as mere dust.

Do you remember, when we swam midstream, the waves stopped our boats in their tracks?

As Liu Chang'an listened to the female voice reciting the poem, he turned around and looked at Qin Yanan with a joy that Qin Yanan had never seen before... He felt that the joy was somewhat naive and somewhat pitiful.

"Jin'er, this is the new world we've created!"

Liu Chang'an took Qin Yanan's hand and picked her up in his arms again.

Qin Yanan no longer felt fear or horror; she simply watched him silently.

Liu Chang'an carried her across the river, jumped onto the Du Fu River Pavilion, and lightly touched the archway of Slope Street with his toes. Like a black eagle soaring through the night sky, he leaped and bounded to the edge of Building No. 2 of Baolong Center.

He took a deep breath and accelerated from the edge of the rooftop. Qin Yanan felt a gust of wind hitting her face, and suddenly a feeling of time and space freezing made her turn her head and see that she and Liu Chang'an were soaring into the sky more than 300 meters above the ground!

Qin Yanan's heart leaped into her throat, but she still clenched her teeth tightly, not letting herself scream. The somewhat blurry streetlights, the distinct streets, and the towering buildings rising and falling were all beneath her feet.

"Huff..." Liu Chang'an put Qin Yanan down, bent over, pressed his hands on his knees, and breathed heavily. Even for him, making such a jump at the last moment showed that he was almost at his limit.

Just as Qin Yanan was about to ask him if it was okay, he straightened up again and pulled Qin Yanan to the edge of Baolong Center Building One.

That was also the spot where he first jumped from here.

"Jin'er, look at this wonderful world!"

He didn't turn around; Qin Yanan simply stood beside him, silently watching his profile.

"When we first came to Shanghai, the city was very prosperous. You said that one day we must create such a prosperous city ourselves!"

"Look, the prosperity we have created is right before our eyes!"

Everything you yearn for, everything you expect, everything you never even dare to dream of has been created!

"You said you wanted me to ride in cars made in our own country someday... so I worked as a car factory worker. You said our land would be Mercedes with trains made in our own country... so I became a railway worker. You said we should have our own top universities to ensure the country's future development, so I became a professor... I participated in many of the things you said you wanted to achieve, all by myself..."

"Look at that Ferris wheel over there, I want to ride it with you, you'll be so happy... Look at that bridge over there, we never even dared to dream of it back then! Under this mighty river, can you believe there are subways and cars shuttling back and forth? Jin'er, I want to live with you in this world now!"

Qin Yanan's tears flowed like a spring. She didn't know why she wanted to cry so much. She hugged the man beside her tightly, "Brother! I'm here!"

Liu Chang'an lowered his head and gently stroked her long hair, his gaze falling on the city before him. Sometimes, dreams may have come true, but they are no longer relevant to you.

Jin'er, brother... sometimes I really miss you.

-

-

-

-

-

-

Monthly Pass