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The fairy stared blankly at the person in front of her, her lips moved, but the sound got stuck in her throat.

Zhou Zheng'an stood at the foot of the bed, his face expressionless, just looking at her with calm eyes, as calm as a deep pool of water.

"You..." The celestial being's voice was dry, "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Zheng'an looked down at his hands, then looked up at her. "I was just sleeping, and when I opened my eyes I was here with you."

The fairy stared at him for a long time, until her eyes stung. She remembered those dreams, his body temperature and breath every time he appeared, the pill he fed her, and the tone of his voice when he said "Wait for me."

"It's you." Her voice trembled. "It's always been you."

Zhou Zheng'an didn't speak, he just nodded.

"Do you know..." The celestial being's voice suddenly rose, then abruptly fell back down, as if afraid of disturbing something, "Do you know I'm pregnant?"

"I know," he said softly.

Then she explained, "Maybe you're pregnant, that's why I woke up."

The fairy's tears streamed down her face. She didn't want to cry, but the tears just wouldn't stop. She wiped her face hard with the back of her hand, her voice hoarse and strained.

"Zhou Zheng'an, who are you? What do you want? You're clearly in the hospital, how did you manage to get here? Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhou Zheng'an remained silent for a moment, then slowly walked to the bedside and sat down half a meter away from her. The mattress sank slightly, and Tianxian could feel his weight—a real, substantial weight.

"I don't know how to explain it." He lowered his head, his fingers clasped together. "I... I might have two selves. One lying in the hospital, and the other living somewhere else. That place is 1950."

The celestial being's eyes widened.

"I got married there, I have a job, a house, and neighbors." He paused, "My wife's name is also Liu Qianqian."

"And she looks exactly like you!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her. The fairy felt her mind go blank, her lips trembled, and after a long pause, she managed to squeeze out, "You have a wife?"

"Um."

"You look a lot like me?"

"Um."

The fairy turned her face away, and tears fell again.

She didn't know why she was crying. She and Zhou Zheng'an should have no relationship at all, and no one should take those things in her dreams seriously.

But then she found out she was pregnant.

The celestial being turned to look at him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his back slightly bent, the light shining on his face, and then touched his stomach.

"But why am I pregnant?" The fairy placed her hand on her lower abdomen. "And it's yours?"

Zhou Zheng'an looked up at her.

He stared at him for a long time, so long that the celestial being thought he wouldn't answer, before finally nodding slightly and saying, "I don't know either."

Tianxian bit her lip, tears falling again. She didn't know whether to be happy or angry, to believe or doubt. But looking into his eyes, at his earnest yet tired face, the string that had been taut in her heart for so long suddenly relaxed.

"So what are you planning to do?" she asked.

Zhou Zheng'an didn't speak, he just looked at her. He looked at her for a long time, then reached out and gently took her hand. His palm was dry and warm, exactly the same as in his dream.

"I'll find a way," he said. "No matter what it takes, I will take responsibility for you and the child."

The celestial being looked down at their clasped hands, neither pulling away nor speaking. Tears dripped onto the back of his hand, burning his fingertips and causing them to tremble slightly.

As the light outside the window slowly brightened, everything in the room became clear. Zhou Zheng'an's figure, however, began to fade, like ink wash painting being dispersed by the morning light.

The celestial being suddenly looked up and gripped his hand tightly: "You're leaving?"

"Hmm." His voice was already very soft, "But I should be back soon, and I'll bring you unexpected gifts and miracles."

The celestial being opened her mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't utter a word. She simply held his hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Zhou Zheng'an looked down at her hand, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, a very faint smile.

"Wait for me," he said.

Then his hand slipped from her palm and dissipated like a wisp of smoke.

Tianxian sat on the bed, clutching her empty hand, tears falling again. The medical report was still on the bedside table, the jade Buddha was still there, and the morning light outside the window grew brighter.

She lowered her head, looked at her lower abdomen, and gently touched it.

"I'll wait for you," she whispered.

……

Zhou Zheng'an suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving slightly, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

The moonlight from outside the window spilled onto the bedside. Liu Qianqian was sleeping soundly in his arms, her little face buried in the crook of his neck, her breathing even and long.

He raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips, as if the sweet taste from his dream still lingered. Looking at the sleeping face of the person beside him, his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

He was also confused; Liu Qianqian in the other world was actually pregnant and seemed to be in good health.

But how could I know whether I was dreaming in the world of "Birds in the Courtyard" or whether the world of "Birds in the Courtyard" was a dream of mine?

I don't understand.

Then he woke up, gently tightened his arms, held the person in his arms even tighter, and lowered his head to place a soft kiss on the top of her head. A moment later, Liu Qianqian in the world of "Birds in the Courtyard" seemed to wake up groggily, holding her and whispering, "Why aren't you asleep yet? I'm so sleepy."

Zhou Zheng'an then hugged Liu Qianqian tightly, showering her with kisses and hugs.

It seems that only in this way can one prove their existence and the value of their existence.

As for work, position, and achievements, those come after that.

Right now, all he wants is to hold his girl and prove his existence.

Then Liu Qianqian woke up again, still half asleep.

In the past few days, she has truly experienced her husband's abilities firsthand.

He wanted to make up for all the longing he had accumulated over the past six months of separation in a single day.

She would stay up until midnight every night, and her legs would be weak when she woke up in the morning, but he would get up energetically to make breakfast, as if nothing had happened.

"Aren't you...aren't you tired?" Liu Qianqian asked softly.

Zhou Zheng'an smiled, leaned down and kissed her forehead: "Not tired. How could I be tired being with you?"

Liu Qianqian was speechless and said, "But I'm tired. This is more tiring than going to work."

These words made Zhou Zheng'an burst into laughter.

Then Liu Qianqian suddenly said, "Zheng'an, if you're like this, I'll have to find you another wife. I can't manage on my own."

Zhou Zheng'an couldn't help but laugh even more, feeling an extraordinary sense of accomplishment.

Of course, that's exactly what he was waiting for.