Hope
Although Miao Xiaoshan had heard from Zhang Wei some time ago that Yang Jian had awakened again, seeing him in person still left her exceptionally emotional. She had not seen Yang Jian for more than half a year. She had tried to ask around before, only to receive news that Yang Jian was dead.
But now, much of the worry in her heart had vanished.
"Are you... doing all right?" Though she had many things she wanted to say, Miao Xiaoshan ultimately only asked this one question with concern.
Yang Jian replied, "Not particularly well, but not too badly either. You know what people like me are like. Staying alive is already pretty good. This time, I plan to make a trip back to Headquarters. I deliberately stopped by to see you on the way. Seeing that everything is normal with you puts me at ease."
"I'm very safe here. Nothing dangerous will happen, so you don't need to worry about me," Miao Xiaoshan said softly. "You should be more concerned about yourself."
Yang Jian did not answer her. Instead, he asked, "Are you still writing lately?"
"Yes. It's almost finished. All that's left is the ending, but I haven't figured it out yet," Miao Xiaoshan said.
Yang Jian asked, "The ending isn't important. I want to know what kind of story it is, roughly."
Miao Xiaoshan was just about to answer when Yang Jian immediately changed his mind. "Forget it. There's no point if you tell me the story. Let me read it after you've finished writing it."
"Okay." Miao Xiaoshan nodded.
"But I hope the ending will be a happy one. This world is already too cruel and hopeless. I think a beautiful story would give people something more to long for," Yang Jian said.
"I think