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Twilight gradually enveloped Xikou Park, casting long shadows behind the occasional passersby. In a pavilion on the hillside, a man and a woman gazed at each other, the atmosphere heavy with sorrow.
That was my wife, whom I had shared fifteen years of life with! Why did she feel so unfamiliar?
Fifteen years was enough time for an innocent girl to transform into a mature woman. Zhao Yizhi's soul resided within her sister's body, and He Jiayue no longer knew when he had begun to overlook the distinction between the two. He had married the soul of one sister and the body of another, and as time cruelly passed, the two sisters seemed to have merged into one. He no longer felt awkward about their dislocation; he had grown accustomed to kissing his sister-in-law's face while conversing with his wife's soul. He had never considered what he would do if one day this precarious balance were to shatter.
Would Zhao Yi Ye ever return?
He Jiayue recalled the anxious expression on his wife's face whenever she brought up this question, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
If one day my sister-in-law wakes up, what should I do? My soul would probably vanish, right? His wife always asked such silly questions.
Don't worry, that possibility is almost zero.
He always reassured her like this.
Facing the woman before him, He Jiayue realized for the first time that Zhao Yi Ye's body was also slowly aging. He could faintly see wrinkles forming at the corners of her eyes.
"Um..." His wife's voice carried an unusual tone.
Could such an absurd thing really happen?
Suddenly, He Jiayue felt an inexplicable wave of fear. Yizhi... "Brother-in-law..."
The woman actually called him brother-in-law? His mind went blank!
Her tone and expression were strikingly similar to that of the little girl from years ago! It was her unique expression and manner of speaking. He Jiayue felt dizzy. What was meant to come had finally arrived.
"Brother-in-law, it's me, Yi Ye! Don't you recognize me?"
"Yi Ye?"
"Yes, it's me, Zhao Yi Ye!"
"Have you really woken up?"
"I don't know. It feels like I've been asleep for such a long, long time!"
"What about your sister..."
Has she really disappeared? Like vapor, colorless and odorless? Have I truly lost her?
"Her? I don't know. When I woke up, all I found was a diary she left for me."
So she had a premonition all along!
"A diary?"
"Yes, it was right by my pillow! For the past few days, I've been reading the diary she left behind. I can't believe so many years have passed; I've been asleep for so long! She took care of so many things for me."
Was she always preparing for this day? Why didn't I notice anything unusual?
"Are you really Zhao Yi Ye?"
"It's me, brother-in-law! Why do you look like this?"
"I... sigh... I've aged! Your sister..."
"She’s gone! She really is gone."
Now that Zhao Yi Ye has awakened, how should I treat you?
"Yizhi!" He Jiayue couldn't help but choke on his words, his eyes reddening.
"Brother-in-law, my mind is so confused right now. Everything is beyond my imagination!" Zhao Yi Ye said, her face flushed with anxiety.
Zhao Yi Ye has indeed returned! Yizhi would never speak like this; her tone is always slow and deliberate.
“Brother-in-law, have we already gotten married? What should we do now? How is he doing? I really want to see him!” A barrage of questions from Yi Ye left He Jiayue at a loss. Yes, since Zhao Yi Ye has come back, what reason is there to keep her?
He Jiayue gazed at the woman who had once been by his side day and night, feeling a complex mix of emotions. Everything was coming to an end.
“Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, why aren’t you speaking? What should I do?” Who can tell me what I should do? He Jiayue silently pondered.
“Can I still live a normal life?”
“Your sister has always lived as Zhao Yi Ye; your job, friends, and lover are all still here…”
“Lover?”
“Go on, Yang Wenyan has waited for you for fifteen years!”
“What?”
“Let’s get a divorce!”
He Jiayue suddenly made this decision, feeling as if a weight had been lifted. What does not belong to you must ultimately be lost.
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