The plot of " About Time " is very interesting.
The protagonist possesses the ability to travel through time, choosing to return to a specific point in the past, change something, and then return, thus altering the future.
At the beginning, the protagonist often used this ability to change some things that weren't done well in his life, and even successfully pursued the female lead through this ability.
But in this process, he discovered that if some things that have already happened are changed, then some things that were originally happy will also change in the future.
For example, if he and the female lead have a child, and if they go back in time to change some things, the child in the future might become a different child, not the original one.
So the protagonist gradually learned to accept some of life's mistakes, face each tomorrow with equanimity, and realize that cherishing the present is the most correct thing to do.
Song Yunshen and Xia Yunuo rarely watch movies.
In Xia Yunuo's memory, apart from watching a few movies when her family was not too poor when she was a child, she never watched a movie again after her mother divorced and took the three of them away from home.
Seeing the touching scenes in the movie, tears welled up in my eyes.
The father in the drama is portrayed wonderfully, guiding the protagonist's growth throughout, and ultimately teaching him the most important lesson in life through his own passing.
Xia Yunuo was touched and envious. This was probably the ideal father she had in her heart, but unfortunately she had never experienced it.
Meanwhile, Song Yunshen fell into a long silence and deep thought. He didn't used to watch movies much, and even when he did, it was usually popcorn blockbusters, mainly for the special effects.
Watching this movie now immediately reminded me of my Future Diary, and I was deeply moved.
As the movie ended, Song Yunshen snapped back to reality, glanced at the time, and saw it was only 2:30 PM, with some time still until 3 PM.
So he turned his head away, not turning on the living room light, leaving the living room in its dimness, and was about to speak to Xia Yunuo.
Then I saw two tear tracks on her face and was momentarily stunned.
Reaching for a tissue on the coffee table, Song Yunshen turned to the side and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Why are you crying like a little kitten?"
"I couldn't help it..." Xia Yunuo sniffled, trying to look up to wipe her tears, but Song Yunshen reached out and stopped her.
"Be careful, your hands may have germs," Song Yunshen said, then gently wiped the corner of her eye with a tissue. "Be good, don't move."
"Um..."
Xia Yunuo obediently tilted her head up to him, closed her eyes, and let him wipe away the tears on her face.
Watching her action, Song Yunshen couldn't help but look down at the warm and alluring pink lips in front of him, thinking that this was simply tempting someone to commit a crime.
Luckily, he had great self-control, otherwise he really might have bitten her. [She looks even prettier when she cries, but it's a shame you can't deliberately make her cry.]
The sound of Song Yunshen's voice echoed in Xia Yunuo's mind, instantly shattering the sadness and emotion Song Yunshen had been immersed in the movie's plot.
Oh dear, what is this person thinking!
And why does crying actually make you look prettier?
That's strange!
"You said..." Song Yunshen wiped away her tears while trying to distract himself. He hadn't yet asked the question he wanted to ask earlier, so he said, "If you had the protagonist's abilities, what would you want to change?"
"Me?" Xia Yunuo closed her eyes, recalling her past, and suddenly pursed her lips tightly.
If I could, I'd love to go back to the time before my mother got married and tell her not to get married.
Even if it meant I might not have been born, it would still be better than letting my mother suffer for so many years.
However, this doesn't seem to fit the scope of the movie protagonist's abilities, since he wasn't even born when his mother wasn't married, so he couldn't travel to that point in time.
Why not travel back to your childhood and find a way to get your mother to divorce sooner so you can escape this misery?
But... wouldn't that mean making Mom start working years earlier, holding down two or three jobs a day just to support them? Xia Yunuo struggled with this dilemma, only to realize that she couldn't actually change anything.
"I can't think of anything," Xia Yunuo said softly. "I've thought about it, and I feel that things are... pretty good as they are now."
"Is that so?"
"And you?" Xia Yunuo felt her tears had dried, slowly opened her eyes, looked at Song Yunshen's face, and showed a curious look.
Song Yunshen paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at the study, his gaze falling on the piano covered by a blackout curtain.
He knew very well what he wanted to change.
"If possible," Song Yunshen said, "I won't learn to play the piano."
Normally, Song Yunshen wouldn't bring this up.
But having just finished watching the movie and feeling moved, Song Yunshen only mentioned it briefly.
But he didn't say anything more.
"You can play the piano?" Xia Yunuo, somewhat surprised.
When she visited Song Yunshen's house, she didn't ask any questions, so she didn't ask what was covered under the curtain by the wall in the study. Although she roughly knew it was a piano, she didn't ask like Xia Jinshu or Xia Kening did.
[My sister seems to know a little bit of the instrument too, I didn't know he could play it too!]
Song Yunshen Shen heard Xia Yunuo's inner thoughts in his mind and was slightly surprised.
Xia Jinshu can play too?
Aren't their family quite poor?
There's even an opportunity to learn piano?
Song Yunshen looked at Xia Yunuo with slight surprise, then nodded gently. "Yes, but it's been a long time since I played it."
[If I had never learned to play the piano in the first place, my mother might not have died.]
Xia Yunuo heard his thoughts and immediately dared not ask any further.
She didn't know why Song Yunshen's mother's death was related to Song Yunshen playing the piano, but she didn't want to see Song Yunshen sad, so she ended the conversation.
Song Yunshen didn't intend to dwell on the past, but instead asked, "If you had the superpower to see the future, what would you want to do?"
Xia Yunuo breathed a slight sigh of relief when he brought up another topic, then tilted her head back and began to imagine, "Being able to see the future..." "I need to think about it."
"Hmm... at least we need to see if I can work hard and earn money in the future so that my mother and the others can live a good life."
[While I'm at it, let's also see if I'll get married in the future, and who my partner will be...]
Thinking of this, Xia Yunuo's face immediately turned red, and a certain figure popped into her mind. She quickly shook her head and chased him away.
She didn't dare say the last sentence, but Song Yunshen heard it all.
Song Yunshen smiled and followed up her question, "What if the future you see doesn't have a happy ending?"
"Of course we should try to change it," Xia Yunuo said without hesitation.
"Yes..." Song Yunshen replied with a slightly melancholy tone.
According to his Future Diary, he will divorce his wife in the future, and the reason is likely that he cheated on her during their marriage?
Although he felt there must be more to the story, the Future Diary provided too little information, and he didn't know exactly what had happened.
Moreover, the owner of the Future Diary is Xia Jinshu, and the content is Xia Jinshu's first-person perspective, so it cannot be taken as an absolutely objective argument.
Therefore, Song Yunshen was still very puzzled by the outcome of his divorce. After all, based on his understanding of himself, if he had really married a woman, he would never have done something like having an affair while still married.
Even if the person he was having an affair with was Xia Jinshu.
Moreover, Song Yunshen didn't think his father would force him to marry a woman he didn't like.
Thinking of this, Song Yunshen couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He wished he could skip these few days immediately and wait for the handwritten date in his Future Diary to fade so he could see the contents of his future wedding day.
He needs to find out who his future spouse is as soon as possible!
It would be even better if I could figure out my future romantic relationships.
Sigh... Why can't Future Diary display the content of my own diary entries?
This is really frustrating.
While Song Yunshen was thinking about these things, he started chatting with Xia Yunuo again, eating grapes and talking about his thoughts on the movie they had just watched. As they talked, the conversation drifted to many other things.
"Actually, it's not that I don't want to make friends," Xia Yunuo said softly. "When I first arrived in Class 5, Bai Feini and the others invited me to have dinner with them."
"But they often go to the convenience store after eating."
"I really didn't have any money, so I went back to the classroom by myself after eating." "After a while, they stopped asking me to eat with them as often."
There's no way to say who's right or wrong in this kind of situation, and Song Yunshen can't do anything about it.
"Now that you can earn a salary as a tutor, don't deprive yourself too much at school," Song Yunshen said. "At least order a few more dishes."
"Okay." Xia Yunuo obediently, holding up one finger, "We can order one more meat dish."
Seeing Xia Yunuo holding up one finger with a serious expression, Song Yunshen found it very cute.
It was nearly 3 p. m. by then, and the two chatted for a while longer before finally getting up from the sofa.
Only then did they realize that they had been sitting arm in arm for more than two hours.
Thinking of this, Xia Yunuo immediately lowered her head, her ears turning red, and followed Song Yunshen to the front door, where she hurriedly changed her shoes.
"Let me walk you down." Song Yunshen took out his phone and checked his messages. He saw that Xia Jinshu had sent a message saying that they were almost at the entrance of the residential area, so he went out with her.
"It's too much trouble, you always walk me downstairs," Xia Yunuo muttered softly.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's go." Song Yunshen pushed her shoulder and led her into the elevator. "Why are we being so polite between us?"
Xia Yunuo pursed her lips, a surge of emotions welling up inside her. When they parted at the entrance of the building on the first floor, Xia Yunuo turned back to look at Song Yunshen, who was watching her leave, with a touch of reluctance.
"Send a message when you get home." Song Yunshen waved to her, and only after confirming that she had left did he hurry to the bike shed to get on his electric bike.
Calculating the time in his mind, thinking that Xia Yunuo should have already left the community gate, he rode his electric bike to the community gate and picked up Xia Jinshu who was waiting there.
"Good afternoon, Teacher Xia." Song Yunshen parked his electric scooter in front of Xia Jinshu and greeted her with a smile.
Upon hearing the title "Teacher Xia," Xia Jinshu realized that this guy might be calling her "Mama Xia " in his heart, so she immediately turned her head slightly away from him to avoid losing her composure.
"Good afternoon."
After saying that, she reached out and took the helmet, looked down at it, and sure enough, saw a few more strands of long hair that didn't belong to her.
After brushing away a few strands of hair, she put on her helmet and sat sideways on the back of Song Yunshen's seat.
I wonder if Xiao Nuo sat here like I am, or...
Xia Jinshu gently pinched Song Yunshen's clothes, trying to avoid too much physical contact with him, her mind still preoccupied with her sister's situation.
Little did they know that Xia Yunuo had already learned to use speed bumps effectively.
On the way, Xia Jinshu asked Song Yunshen what he wanted for dinner. After getting the answer, she mentally planned their route at the market. When they arrived at the market, Song Yunshen followed behind her, acting as her groceries carrier.
Until Xia Jinshu came to Song Yunshen's grandfather's stall again.
"Oh?" When Grandpa Zhao Lisong saw the two figures stop in front of the stall, he immediately smiled. They were just like Zhao Zeheng.
Song Yunshen could guess what his grandfather was thinking at that moment; his thoughts were just as easy to guess as his uncle's.
No matter how old you get, you can't stop having a gossipy heart.
"Come on, Xiao Shu, help yourself to whatever you want," Zhao Lisong said with a smile. "And don't just give this kid some; if you're missing anything at home, take some too."
"That won't do." Xia Jinshu shook her head and declined. "He's your grandson, so it's fine if he takes it. If I take it too, I'll pay for it."
"You're being too polite," Zhao Lisong said, a little annoyed, and was about to say something more.
Song Yunshen, who was standing to the side, waved his hand to stop him. "Alright, alright, Grandpa, say less. If she really wants it, just sell it to her cheaper."
Song Yunshen afternoon, and he didn't want to suffer the same fate with Xia Jinshu Shu.
Being rich isn't easy. Often, our habitual behaviors or routines can unintentionally hurt other people's self-esteem.
Even someone as cautious as Song Yunshen is not immune to oversights. Zhao Lisong didn't press further, but instead asked, "I had your uncle ask you when you're free to come to the fishpond? Xiao Shu can come too."
"Sure." Song Yunshen had mentioned this to Xia Jinshu yesterday, but they hadn't set a time yet. So he looked at Xia Jinshu and tentatively asked, "How about this Sunday?"
"I'm fine." Xia Jinshu nodded gently.
But Zhao Lisong was at a loss. "This Sunday probably won't work. Your uncle has scheduled a medical check-up for us at the hospital. You'll have to come at another time."
"I see." Song Yunshen took out his phone and glanced at the date, then raised an eyebrow and said, "How about next Sunday then?"
"Okay, sure." Xia Jinshu nodded in agreement without thinking much about it.
Zhao Lisong immediately agreed with a smile, "Okay, then next Sunday. I'll have your grandma slaughter a chicken then."
"Okay, it's settled then." Song Yunshen smiled and glanced at the date, next Sunday.
July 20th.
What a coincidence!