See You Again (Time Already Knows) - Extra Part 3
Extra - That Hidden Love - Part 3
The reason I braved the wind and rain, was to give over my heart.
Until I met you, I believed in destiny……
In the afternoon, Ye Jiacheng played «To Meet You»1 on the piano. Shi Jian was sitting on a nearby sofa. Her eyes slightly reddened. Ye Jiacheng turned around to look at her. The bright amusement in his eyes was especially shiny.
In the night, her skin perspired a little. A hand touched her forehead and felt around. Shi Jian opened her eyes. A familiar face was in front of her within the dim lighting. “Small fever?” Ye Jiacheng’s voice roughly asked. Then, he touched their foreheads together and used the “human thermometer” to feel her temperature. Shi Jian shook her head. She didn’t have a fever. Maybe because she had run into Yi Biya earlier that day, she had dreamed of that car accident again, which made her body sweat.
The bedside lamp lit up with a soft halo. Ye Jiacheng went out in his pajamas and retrieved a bottle of water. Then, he twisted off the cap of the bottle and handed it to her. Shi Jian took a few sips and gave it back. Ye Jiacheng also took a few sips. Then, his tall body comfortably laid back in bed, his legs crossed.
The two of them didn’t feel sleepy anymore, so they talked about their day. Tranquil starlight fell to the ground outside the floor-to-ceiling window in a large sheet.
“Had a nightmare?” Ye Jiacheng smoothed the hair on her forehead that had been slightly dyed with sweat, “You even talked in your sleep.”
Did she talk in her sleep? Shi Jian stared blankly. She wanted to speak, but hesitated.
Seeing as she seemed to not believe him, Ye Jiacheng drew her into his arms. Ye Jiacheng had long arms and long legs. Even with his right arm circled around her, he could still cradle her face. These intimate, small gestures took her years to get used to. “Shi Jian, what did you dream about?” Mr.Ye asked.
Could she really say? Shi Jian said nothing for a while. She actually really wanted to share with Mr.Ye.
“Everything that happened in my mind.” Tell Mr.Ye about her going back ten years in time, how she met him ahead of time, how she tried to chase after him. The twenty-five year old him was indeed like how he had described. He was young and vigorous. She never had an easy time chasing after him. In the end, she had even made a blunder……
Shi Jian tightened her nightgown and turned to hug Ye Jiacheng. She only quietly said, “I dreamed…… that you left me.”
The first time he left was when the two of them broke up. The second time he left was when he left her forever. Even if Mr.Ye was already by her side, Shi Jian was still choked with emotion and upset when she said the two words “left me”.
Ye Jiacheng held Shi Jian tighter, “It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re not dreaming anymore. Everything’s fine. Husband is still sleeping by your side, right?” When he finished speaking, he even winked at Shi Jian. In the middle of the night while they were discharging wearily, wife should still be woken up by his handsomeness!
They chatted in the night. Shi Jian asked Ye Jiacheng, “Jiacheng, if we met five years earlier, what do you think would have happened?”
“Eh?” Ye Jiacheng thought before answering, “I think we would have run into some problems. After all, at that time, I was a bit childish in dealing with emotions……”
“Really?” Shi Jian looked at Ye Jiacheng and quietly asked.
“Yeah.” Ye Jiacheng gently touched Shi Jian’s forehead and added in an especially certain tone, “But I think we would still get together.” Mr.Ye had answered this question of hers before. At the time, he said, “Baby, you are already the right person at the right time for me. We don’t need to meet earlier.” At the time, he wasn’t willing to imagine it. Only, he did imagine it, and he already had the answer. The right time was important, but the right person was even more important, no?
Shi Jian smiled, then nodded, lightly and softly.
Ye Jiacheng saw Shi Jian’s smile and warmly said, “Wife, have I told you before? I fell in love with you at first sight.”
If the thirty year old Mr.Ye fell in love with Madam Ye at first sight, then the twenty-five year old Ye Jiacheng and the little fox probably lived and died together. Ye Jiacheng only believed in two kinds of love in this lifetime: love at first sight and living and dying together.
It was very late before Shi Jian fell asleep. Mr.Ye, on the contrary, had been awake the whole time, watching the beautiful sleeping face that slept in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her hair. His wife said that she had dreamed for a very very long time. He didn’t tell her that he had also dreamed for a very very long time—— When Shi Jian was asleep, she also lived on in his dreams each night. In his dream, she was the little fox, and he was his twenty-five year old self. The twenty-five year old Ye Jiacheng made himself angry, but he was very certain that Ye Jiacheng loved the little fox very deeply until the moment he left……
On the eve of the Lunar New Year, Shi Jian and Mr.Ye returned to Qinglin City to celebrate the new year. They also made a joyful decision: the two of them would settle down and grow in Qinglin City. The decision was brought up by Shi Jian. Mr.Ye agreed immediately. One reason was that Qinglin City was a city by the seaside; the air was better there than in A-City. Another reason was that Father Ye and Mama Ye were getting older and needed company, and Mr.Ye was their only son.
That despairing pain from the past, even if it only existed inside her dream, was still vivid when she remembered it. Actually, happiness was such a simple thing: to be neat and healthy.
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Lunar New Year’s eve at the Ye family was very lively.
It hadn’t changed all these years. The Lunar New Year’s dinner was made by their family. The whole family sat around the round table in the Ye household. Everything they ate was a specialty dish that Popo or Aunty Li made. Other than the dinner, the Ye family’s spring couplets were also personally written by Gonggong. Father Ye wrote Yan style calligraphy well. Like father like son, Ye Jiacheng’s calligraphy was also very good.
After the two of them got married, because Shi Jian envied Ye Jiacheng’s calligraphy, she practiced for a good while. Ye Jiacheng also thickened his face and made a “Cheng Style'' copybook for her to practice copying. But she could only write about seventy percent well. Ye Jiacheng proudly said it was an issue of natural born talent. Regarding Ye Jiacheng’s arrogant remark, Popo specifically dug out Ye Jiacheng’s elementary school homework. It was chaotic and completely sloppy. Then she said comfortingly, “Little Shi, don’t listen to Jiacheng. How does he have any talent in his writing? It’s only because his handwriting was so ugly that it only got better when he was forced to practice every day.”
Popo even said that when he was little, the Ye family’s spring couplets were written by Ye Jiacheng for a couple years.
“Why doesn’t he write them now?” Shi Jian asked as she wrapped dumplings.
Ye Jiacheng sighed. He poked his wife’s nose and left a smudge of flour. He honestly replied, “You think I take joy in writing those? At the time I didn’t write well, so my dad intentionally provoked me……”
But this year, Mr.Ye voluntarily wrote spring couplets together with Father Ye. Shi Jian grinded the ink at the side. She was made the study servant girl by Mr.Ye. Ye Jiacheng and Father Ye put their calligraphy together. Father Ye’s couplets were flowy and expressive, while Mr.Ye’s couplets were vivid and poetic. But contrary to expectation, his spring couplets were very simple. Each one only had five characters—— “May you have peace daily”, and “Each year is a healthy year”.
Mr.Ye handed the calligraphy brush to her. Shi Jian felt considerable pressure, but still took the Huzhou brush. She bent and wrote “fortune” on the square of red paper, smoothly and neatly.
Naturally, the Lunar New Year’s Eve dinner was incomparably sumptuous. The whole family was joyous and harmonious. Life had returned to what it was before: perfect. How nice would it be if they had a child right now. Shi Jian glanced at Mr.Ye. Mr.Ye seemed to understand the regret in her eyes. He squeezed her palm under the dinner table.
After the rich dinner ended, Tim started a video call with her. After Shi Jian ended her video call with her family members, she casually scrolled through Weibo. It was a timeline full of joy. She followed a verified blogger from A-City that uploaded nine high definition photos of fireworks. The caption was “Yi Mao’s firework show, Yi Pei’s romantic night.”
Word was going around that Yi Pei had proposed to Shen Minyu. Shen Minyu became the partner that numerous women envied.
She remembered what Yi Pei said to her once as a friend: “How does a man propose in a suitable manner?”
At the time, she replied like this: “Have some fireworks? I feel like every woman would like that.”
“Then what about you?” Yi Pei asked.
“I like them.”
Only afterwards did she understand Yi Pei’s feelings for her. She was very honored to be liked by Yi Pei, let alone having a firework show proposal. Only, she already had a proposal under a starry night sky that would be difficult to replace. That was what Mr.Ye had given to her.
Outside the glass of the living room windows, Mr.Ye stood in front of the Ye family flower garden. He wore a dark red sweater newly knitted by Popo and stood with a lazy posture. He waved at her playfully. She Jian quickly set down her laptop and went outside.
Tonight, she wore a similar sweater. It was the couple’s sweater that Popo had knitted for her and Ye Jiacheng. It was also a dark red color. They were simply a “shining” couple. Mr.Ye brought her to play with fireworks. He lit different fireworks in one go, then pulled her into his chest. The two of them stood at the edge of the garden and admired the beauty of the fireworks. The winter in Qinglin City was always cold with a biting wind. Shi Jian’s nose was red, but Mr.Ye’s embrace was warm and comforting. The noise of firecrackers could be heard faintly coming from the distance. Shi Jian leaned backwards timidly, and covered her ears with her hands. Mr.Ye stabilized her staggering body. She covered her ears, and he protected her. The sparks in front of them were brilliant. The tree behind them was hung full of multicolored shiny streamers.
There were also fireworks being set off at the plaza outside. They could be heard booming near the horizon. The night sky in Qinglin City seemed to blossom as if it was a colorful gun salute. Shi Jian turned and looked at the person behind her. Her sparkling eyes seemed to be filled with fireworks. She used the shape of her lips to say to Mr.Ye, “I love you, Jiacheng.”
Mr.Ye lowered his eyes. The deep emotion in them was difficult to conceal. His lips gently touched his wife’s cheek, “I love you, wife.”
Also, I love you, little fox.
——
It was a very ordinary afternoon. The window in the study let in wind from the west. The curtain was pulled halfway open. The sunshine that shone in was a bit hot. Ye Jiacheng slept for half the afternoon leaning back in his chair. When he opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was not yet dark. It was azure like water.
It was another lazy afternoon.
Squeak! The door creaked open. Ye Jiacheng smiled gently at the woman in the doorway. Then he opened his arms and said, “Little fox, come here.”
Shi Jian stared blankly for a moment, then slowly her eyes reddened.
After loving each other for such a long time, the sequel to happiness didn’t get interrupted.
At the end of July, preluding August, Shi Jian and Mr.Ye moved back to live and work at Qinglin City. They lived in a villa in a neighborhood by the gulf. The seaside city was cozy and unique. Their days living here were more satisfying than their days in A-City. Their occasional fights were still flirting. After all, Ye Jiacheng had a trick called “forever able to kiss the wife when she gets too angry”. For example, just as Shi Jian was speaking last night, suddenly there was no sound at all——
After Ye Jiacheng finished deeply kissing her, he licked his lips with satisfaction. Shi Jian’s eyes were wide and her face was red. She angrily gnashed her teeth, “This again. That's unfair.”
How was it fair or unfair? Clearly, all was fair in war.
Last night, they slept in separate rooms on an impulse. When they woke up, they missed each other exceptionally. Before she even got out of bed, Shi Jian received a call from Popo early in the morning. Only then did she learn that today seemed to be her…… birthday.
Mama Ye wished her daughter-in-law a happy birthday first, then reminded her, “Remember to come home to celebrate your birthday tonight. Mama made birthday noodles for you.”
“Thanks, Ma.” Shi Jian happily lifted open her comforter and elatedly changed into a lemon yellow sleeveless dress. Then she leisurely went downstairs in front of Ye Jiacheng, accidentally shamelessly showing off her beauty for the other to see.
“Dressed so prettily today?” Ye Jiacheng followed her with his eyes and smiled brilliantly.
Shi Jian turned and aloofly smiled, “Am I? Thanks.”
Ye Jiacheng pursed his lips and nodded. He was happy in his heart. He looked as if he truly couldn’t remember the fact that his wife’s birthday was today. They ate breakfast together. Shi Jian had her chin on her hand and glared at Ye Jiacheng, “Why aren’t you going to the office?”
“I’m not going today.”
“Oh.” Shi Jian put away the faint emotion showing on her face and asked as she pleased, “Why not?”
Ye Jiacheng replied, “There’s nothing important, so I’ll take a day off.”
“Oh.” Shi Jian casted her eyes down silently. She continued to slowly drink the porridge left in her bowl. Unable to help it, Ye Jiacheng bent over the other side of the table. Shi Jian reactively looked up. Ye Jiacheng had already planted a kiss on both her left and right cheek, “Happy birthday, baby.” The kiss on the left cheek was because he had intentionally argued with her last night, and the kiss on the right cheek meant that he loved her even more.
So he did remember. She even thought he’d forgotten. The dissatisfaction in Shi Jian’s heart was already greatly reduced, “……Thanks, husband.”
How could he forget? Of course Ye Jiacheng remembered that today was his baby’s birthday. To give Shi Jian a surprise, last night he’d even stayed up very late in the guest room preparing the presents. For his wife’s birthday, there must be copious amounts of sweet words, spending time together, and gifts.
Ye Jiacheng also had reserved the birthday dinner long ago. The two would have a romantic banquet dinner.
How unfortunate. Shi Jian told Ye Jiacheng, “No can do. We have to go celebrate my birthday at home tonight. Mama already called me this morning to tell me.”
Ye Jiacheng held his forehead and sighed. How could he have carelessly forgotten about his parents? Very soon, Ye Jiacheng received a call from his mother. Mama Ye unceasingly reminded him that he must bring Shi Jian home to celebrate her birthday that night, that birthdays must be celebrated with the whole family, birthday noodles must be eaten on the birthday, and also, he should bring a cake with him. Ye Jiacheng agreed to do so first, then he regretfully expressed, “Alright, then the surprise I prepared for Shi Jian’s birthday can only be cancelled.”
Mama Ye: ”……”
Soon, Shi Jian received another call from Mama Ye. Mama Ye said with a chuckle, “Little Shi, your dad and I seem to be busy tonight, so……”
As Shi Jian listened on the phone, she turned and glared towards the innocent looking Ye Jiacheng. Needless to say, Ye Jiacheng definitely caused this.
That evening, Mr.Ye, who had been severely admonished by Shi Jian, carried a cake in one hand and held his wife’s hand with his other as they walked into the Ye household to celebrate her birthday. There was no romantic birthday night, but there was Mama Ye’s birthday noodles, and a table filled with delicious homemade dishes. The Ye family was lively. There was even a group of children who divided the cake up and sang the birthday song together for Shi Jian.
After the meal, even though Father Ye was pleased that his son had brought Shi Jian home to celebrate her birthday, he still said, “What about that surprise night of yours? Not doing it anymore?”
Ye Jiacheng looked up but was not disappointed. He smiled, “We’ll do it tomorrow.” After a moment, here was lust in his eyes and he added, “Shi Jian and I, can’t we still celebrate the Qixi festival?”
But very soon, Shi Jian received the best gift—— Diandian, the starlight that arrived belatedly.
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