The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

On New Year's Eve, lanterns and decorations were everywhere. Bundles of pink flower basket lanterns covered the entire long street, and strings of small red lanterns shone overhead, creating a scene that looked like a silver river on earth. Everyone seemed to be swimming in the starlight. There were also lanterns depicting the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, fire-breathing dragon lanterns, and lotus lanterns floating on the river...

The lights were dazzling and dazzling. Before she knew it, another small rabbit lantern was stuffed into Yu Qingjun's hand. The softly lit white rabbit had red paper pasted on its cheeks and an auspicious cloud hanging on its body. She looked up in surprise and her eyes met the fireworks of the world in his eyes.

"Or do you think this little deer one is prettier?"

He carefully examined the various animal lanterns in the vendor's hands, but his eyes shone brighter than those lanterns—warm, lively, and full of hope, like the brightest star in the Milky Way.

"Is it still this little lamb's?"

Yu Qingjun was mesmerized, but was brought back to reality by Jiang Zhiyang's question. She lowered her head and smiled, picked up the little rabbit lantern, and gently placed it next to Jiang Zhiyang's ear. "No need, this is the best."

Besides these dazzling lanterns, there were also many acrobatic troupes from the north on the street, including lion dancers, fire-breathing performers, stilt walkers, and knife climbers. Everything was novel and interesting. There were also lantern riddle guessing games and ring toss games. Everyone participated, clapping and cheering, making it a lively scene.

They weaved through the crowded streets, not wanting to miss a thing, and strolled from one end of the street to the other, exhausted but still not satisfied.

A mile further down the street is the city wall. Standing atop the city wall, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the entire long street.

They were very familiar with each other here. When they were children, Xiao Chengyang was not as likable as Ye Qingchen. He insisted on finding something that he could do better than Ye Qingchen, so he suggested climbing the city wall. The two of them climbed up the city wall from opposite sides and saw who reached the finish line first.

The physically strong Xiao Chengyang naturally won easily. However, after winning, he would challenge Ye Qingchen to a match every time he passed by. Ye Qingchen knew she couldn't win, but she still patiently played along with him.

"Ye Qingchen, let's have a race to climb the city wall and see who reaches the center of the corridor first."

Before Yu Qingjun could answer, Jiang Zhiyang, like a child, acted spoiled and ran ahead. His left hand, which had been released, was empty and chilled by the cold wind.

She shook her head helplessly. The stone steps leading up were even darker. Yu Qingjun lit the little rabbit lantern and, by its dim light, slowly made her way forward.

A cold wind was blowing, and she tucked herself even deeper into her fur collar, but some unruly fox fur landed on her eyelashes. She reached out to wave it away, only to realize that it wasn't fox fur, but snow!

The lights in the distance shone brightly, and the pure white snow drifted down under the cover of night. The first snow was always light, and when it landed on Yu Qingjun's hand, it instantly turned into tiny water droplets, which were extremely cute.

She looked up and saw Jiang Zhiyang already standing on the steps waiting for her. He was smiling brightly, and golden light fell on his ears.

Just as Yu Qingjun was about to climb the steps, the man strode towards her, enveloping her in his shadow.

Jiang Zhiyang gently brushed the snow from her hair and said slowly, "Time flies by, life is fleeting, barely a hundred years. One wastes the age of thirty, the other wastes the age of old age. Fortunately, we still have black hair."

When did you become so eloquent? Yu Qingjun was about to tease him when she saw his deep gaze.

He sighed deeply and continued, "My dearest loved ones, the love between us, the longing for each other like red beans, I have no need to ask for anything else in this world. With you alone, I am content."

Jiang Zhiyang's hand finally rested on her temple, supporting her face. He slowly moved closer and pressed his forehead against hers.

Yu Qingjun swallowed hard, forced to look Jiang Zhiyang in the eye. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, and her limbs went limp. She could only stand there blankly as he did what he wanted, and even the little rabbit lamp slipped from her fingertips.

Jiang Zhiyang closed his eyes, but spoke earnestly, "Ye Qingchen, can you be brave just this once, abandon all the shackles and entanglements, and just look at me... and love me freely, passionately, and unrestrainedly. From now on, whatever you desire, I will accompany you to find it."

This confession was from Xiao Chengyang to Ye Qingchen, and also from Jiang Zhiyang to Yu Qingjun.

Yu Qingjun stared in shock, unable to move. A surging wave of emotion surged within her, washing away all her disappointment, fear, and emptiness. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Is it you, Ye Qingchen? Does this make your heart flutter too?

Jiang Zhiyang took her hand and placed it on his warm chest, where a heart, as passionate, free, and powerful as hers, burst forth with love that could overcome all obstacles.

His first kiss landed on her forehead, clearing her mind and relaxing her spirit.

His second kiss landed on her eyes, wiping away her tears and warming her cheeks.

Finally, his warm breath moistened her lips, and they touched gently. In the instant he received a response, their lips pressed tightly together.

I longed to get closer, to feel her pounding heartbeat, to feel her tense body, to feel her distress after her breath was taken away.

The swirling snowflakes landed between their brows, melting away in their passionate embrace. Perhaps there were no real constraints in this world; his anxieties and self-inflicted suffering were merely Ye Qingchen's own self-imposed prison. If he had simply reached out bravely, he would have discovered that he was, after all, free.

The brave one is Ye Qingchen, and also Yu Qingjun. Love fills their hearts, and the first step to being brave is to passionately kiss him on this city wall, oblivious to everyone else.

Fireworks shot into the sky, exploding into dazzling displays. The two finally parted reluctantly. Yu Qingjun looked up and saw the unfocused look in Jiang Zhiyang's eyes, where budding love shone, reflecting the fireworks in the sky.

"Hello, Yu Qingjun."

"Hello……"

……

As the old year gives way to the new, Yu Qingjun finally willingly places her small hand in Jiang Zhiyang's large one, letting this happy young man, whose wish has been fulfilled, lead her away from the chaos of the world and home.

After the New Year, life was always routine. Every morning, I would get up and study hard, and go to sleep exhausted at night. The closer the exams got, the more tense the atmosphere became in the academy. Even Jiang Zhiyang, who was usually a joker, was infected by this and sat down seriously to study.

Reading is boring, but being around Yu Qingjun is very interesting. During self-study, Jiang Zhiyang would always secretly move his chair next to Yu Qingjun and ask her to explain things to him. She would explain the book very seriously, sometimes looking up at the sky in thought, and sometimes looking at Jiang Zhiyang with a firm gaze.

Jiang Zhiyang just stared at her and smiled. If Yu Qingjun noticed that he was daydreaming, she would give him a speechless look and then pinch his arm hard.

"Lord Qingjun is so good at studying, and he must be quite strong too," Jiang Zhiyang said with a smug grin. "I imagine Lord Qingjun must have been one of the top students in his class, right?"

"I've never been to school." Her gaze returned to the book, ignoring Jiang Zhiyang's pointless question.

Yu Qingjun always cherished these ordinary days; they were truly wonderful.