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Chapter 598: Ending with flowers: Writing beautiful scenes side by side, bravely chasing the years

Jiang Wei slowly woke up, and saw a ceiling with exquisite patterns, and the familiar yet unfamiliar scent of sandalwood lingered around her nose. She sighed softly, and gradually regained consciousness - she was actually in Li Yuanji's house.

"That's enough." Li Yuanji's voice came from the side, full of relief. Jiang Wei looked in the direction of the voice, met his concerned gaze, and nodded slowly.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Li Yuanji walked quickly to the bedside, his eyes fixed on Jiang Wei, the worry in his eyes almost overflowing. Jiang Wei nodded again, a weak smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"That's great!" A bright smile instantly broke out on Li Yuanji's face. He turned around and ordered the servant waiting on the side, "Come here, make something delicious for lunch. Make it according to Jiang Wei's favorite food!" "Yes!" The servant responded respectfully and hurried out.

After that, Jiang Wei stayed at Li Yuanji's house for two weeks.

"This should be the Li residence in Jiejing. I didn't expect to end up here." Jiang Wei said silently in his heart.

Li's residence is a large-scale new-style building complex with gray-white exterior walls and large glass curtain walls, which reflect a dreamy light under the sunlight.

In the garden, carefully trimmed green plants are arranged in an orderly manner, flowers of all seasons compete with each other for beauty, and the fragrant scent of flowers fills the air.

Every morning, Jiang Wei would wake up to the sound of birds singing. When he opened the window, fresh air filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants would blow in his face.

Li Yuanji would always accompany Jiang Wei for walks in the garden. The two walked side by side, with the sunlight shining on their bodies, outlining a warm outline.

At noon, the dining table was filled with delicious food, all of which Li Yuanji had specially instructed the kitchen to prepare.

At night, Li Yuanji would sit with Jiang Wei on the spacious terrace, admiring the starry sky and chatting in low voices.

The breeze blows by, bringing with it a hint of comfort, adding a touch of romance to the tranquility.

These two weeks were as comfortable as the warm spring sunshine, long and beautiful, making Jiang Wei almost forget the previous thrills and hardships.

The sunlight gently shines through the gaps in the curtains, covering the luxurious courtyard of the Li family's house with a layer of dreamy golden gauze.

Jiang Wei got up as usual, expecting to see Li Yuanji in the garden, but she looked everywhere for him and there was no trace of him.

"Where did Li Yuanji go?" Jiang Wei stopped a servant passing by, her brows slightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes full of confusion.

The servant replied respectfully: "In reply to Miss Jiang Wei, Mr. Li went to Century City to attend the tea party."

"Not good!" Jiang Wei's face turned pale instantly, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Before she could think about it, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from outside the yard.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang", the door was violently pushed open, and a group of ferocious-looking men poured into Li's residence like a flood.

"Ah!" There were screams coming one after another from downstairs. Jiang Wei subconsciously leaned out of the window. At this moment, several cold eyes locked onto her through the glass window.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot pierced the sky. Jiang Wei felt a sharp pain in his head, his eyes went dark, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably...

"Hu! Hu!" Ajing suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for breath. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, soaking the sheets.

She looked around. The familiar white walls and the clean and tidy little house reminded her that she was living in modern times.

Ajing's eyes fell on the thick novel "Ajing" on the quilt, and he murmured to himself: "Am I dreaming? What is going on?"

At this time, Xiang Zhu walked into the room with a glass of water. Seeing A Jing wake up, his sword-like eyebrows relaxed and a surprised smile appeared on his face: "You finally woke up! You have been in a coma for three whole days. I was so worried."

Ajing took the water, her hands still trembling slightly, and her mind kept recalling the scenes in her dream. Those thrilling pictures seemed to be engraved deep in her memory.

"Xiang Zhu, I had a very real dream. In the dream..." Ah Jing's voice trembled as he told her everything in the dream. Xiang Zhu nodded heavily and took a long breath. The worry in his eyes finally dissipated a little. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought you to the lab. I was so worried these days."

"Laboratory?" Ah Jing frowned slightly, her eyes full of confusion, her mind in a mess, "Why don't I have any impression of it at all?"

Xiang Zhu looked gentle and apologetically as he handed the thick novel "Ajing" to Ajing.

Ah Jing took the novel, stroked the familiar cover with his fingertips, and blurted out: "Isn't this the novel we wrote together?"

"That's right." Xiang Zhu pulled a chair over, sat down beside the bed, and patiently explained, "You forgot, our company has newly developed a novel text dream translation device, which can transform novels into real scenes in people's minds. We did a lot of tests in the early stage, and I tried it myself. It felt quite safe, so I wanted to take you to experience it. Who knew that this device would lock you in the dream, and you couldn't get out no matter what."

Xiang Zhu recalled the difficulties in rescuing Ajing and was still frightened. He clenched his fists unconsciously: "Everyone has gone to great lengths to rescue you. Thank God you were not injured, but you have been unconscious for three days, I..." His voice trembled slightly and his eyes were full of fear.

Ah Jing rubbed her swollen temples, digesting Xiang Zhu's words, and glanced at the novel in her hand: "So that's how it is." After a pause, she raised her eyes and asked, "What happened next?"

Xiang Zhu pulled out a thumb-sized, transparent acrylic module from his pocket and waved it in front of A Jing. "Your dreams are automatically converted into data and stored here. If you want to revisit them in the future, you can read them at any time."

Ah Jing took the module and looked at it in the sunlight. The module reflected a strange light. Recalling the ups and downs of her dream, she felt mixed emotions.

"I wonder if there will be any problems with this device..." Ajing murmured in a low voice, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Xiang Zhu gently patted Ajing's shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, after this accident, the R&D team will definitely conduct a thorough investigation and improvement. I won't let you take risks again."

Ah Jing's eyes curved, a smile spread across his face, and he said with emotion: "Although I was only in a coma for three days, I felt like it was a lifetime. However, perhaps it's because our novels are so brilliant, and in the dream, the plots are very interesting. It's just that some places feel misplaced, the logic doesn't make sense, and it's a mess."

Xiang Zhu agreed deeply and nodded heavily: "This device must have malfunctioned, so it tampered with our text without authorization. Just think about it, our novel is so great! The plot is closely linked, and the characters are vivid and lively. It messed up everything like this."

"That's right!" Ah Jing agreed, frowning slightly, lost in reminiscence, "In the dream, many times, spaces and characters are messed up. Sometimes the scene jumps to a bustling bazaar in ancient times, and sometimes it's to a technological city in the future. The characters who were originally set to be gentle and kind suddenly become cruel and ruthless. But fortunately, most of the plots are still quite similar, and we can vaguely see the shadow of our novel."

Xiang Zhu reached out and gently straightened the messy hair beside Ajing's ears, his eyes full of heartache and apology: "This time it's all my fault for being too careless. I didn't consider the possible risks of the device, and you suffered so much."

Ah Jing held Xiang Zhu's hand with his backhand and gave him a comforting smile: "This can't be entirely blamed on you. Who would have thought that a newly developed machine would have such a problem. Besides, this experience has also given us a lot of inspiration. Maybe after the revision, the novel can be taken to a higher level."

Xiang Zhu looked at A Jing's optimistic look, and his heart was relieved. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are right. When you are fully recovered, we will start to revise the novel, and then find a research and development team to study this device carefully to ensure that similar things will not happen again."

Ajing was still frightened, but had a faint smile on her face: "Next time, I won't dare to do it again." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but shiver, as if she had not yet completely come out of that thrilling dream.

"I was pretty scared too." Xiang Zhu echoed, his eyes full of relief at having survived the disaster.

Ah Jing fell into deep thought, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself: "Ah, this is really like a dream. It's a pity that I woke up before I saw the ending of some tasks, what a pity."

Xiang Zhu gently patted the back of Ajing's hand, his tone gentle and firm: "It's good that he is fine, this is the most important thing. The data is stored in the module." He paused slightly and said jokingly, "But with your perfectionist personality, when you see the flaws in the data, you will definitely want to modify it."

"Of course!" Ah Jing sat up straight, a hint of stubbornness flashing in his eyes, "Not only do the data need to be changed, I am also not satisfied with the novel itself. Although I have put a lot of effort into it, I always feel that it can be better."

Xiang Zhu shook his head helplessly, but with a smile on his face: "The novel is already very good. I guess it was the dream translation device that added new plots and new characters to the story, which aroused your desire to create and incorporate them into the ending."

Ah Jing's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly: "You finally hit the point. I really want to write these new elements to the end. But there is no rush. Once I fully recover, I will have plenty of time to think about it."

Xiang Zhu stood up and poured a glass of warm water for A Jing: "Okay, everything is up to you. During this time, you should rest and take care of your health. We can talk about creation later."

Ajing took the cup of water, took a sip, and felt the warmth brought by the warm water. The uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.

The two smiled at each other, and under the caress of the sun, they looked forward to their future creative journey together. Even if the road ahead was unknown, as long as they walked hand in hand, it seemed that all problems would not be a problem.