1979: My fiancée is a goddess

The screening room was dimly lit and quiet.

The movie has ended.

The huge screen in front of us went dark, with only the projector's faint light shining through, and began playing the names of the film's production staff.

The ending theme song, "Sunny Day," with its bright yet slightly melancholic melody, continued to linger and echo in the ears of the audience.

"Screw rustle..."

"The movie doesn't seem to be over; I think I can hear the sound of snow."

Liu Xiaoli raised the back of her hand to wipe away the wet tears from the corners of her eyes. She heard a faint, dense rustling sound coming from the speakers, the sound of snowflakes falling on her body.

The sound grew clearer and clearer over time, like snowflakes gradually piling up, covering the whole body, and eventually engulfing the ears.

A blurry image suddenly flashed through Liu Xiaoli's mind: a woman lying quietly in the snow, letting the colorful snowflakes falling from the sky completely engulf her body.

Just like—just like when her lover was swallowed by an avalanche.

"She was saying her final goodbye to him..."

Her soul trembled suddenly, and Liu Xiaoli suddenly understood the true meaning behind it.

Soon after, the music stopped, the sound of snow stopped, all sounds disappeared, and the movie truly came to an end.

Just like the deceased male protagonist, the female protagonist's gloomy days due to her fiancé's death also passed away and were buried.

"Xiaoli, wipe your eyes, they're all swollen from crying."

Cheng Kaiyan looked down quietly at the girl in her arms, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped away her warm tears, comforting her.

But Cheng Kaiyan, who has always been thoughtful, was thinking...

Was the ending scene of the movie a clever idea by teacher Shuihua, or a personal performance by Ruixue inspired by the scene?

He didn't know, but he understood that at this moment the female protagonist was not just the female protagonist, but also his childhood sweetheart and first love, Zhao Ruixue.

This stubborn and willful girl also used this opportunity to say goodbye to him and his past, burying everything in the snow.

Just like when Cheng Kaiyan drove away, she quietly watched his disappearing figure, uttering a silent farewell:
Goodbye... goodbye forever.

"Phew...that's fine too."

In the dimly lit screening room, Cheng Kaiyan slowly exhaled, then gently patted the warm and delicate face of the girl in her arms, "Let's go, Sister Xiaoli, it's already five o'clock, we should go back for dinner."

"Ah."

Liu Xiaoli nodded, her voice slightly hoarse and soft from crying.

"Okay, stop crying, it's just a movie."

While gently comforting his fiancée, Cheng Kaiyan held her hand tightly and got up to walk out of the movie theater.

At this moment, most of the audience was immersed in the film's visuals, plot, delicate emotions, and melancholic atmosphere.

The young woman leaned on her partner's shoulder, silently shedding tears, while the man sat silently in his chair, perhaps thinking of his first love from his youth, and the love they had missed.

In short, after the movie ended, no one reacted for a long time.

It wasn't until Cheng Kaiyan led Liu Xiaoli out of the screening room and the door clicked shut that everyone realized what was happening and got up from their seats.

As I walked outside with my partner and friends, we talked with deep emotion about the impact and emotion brought to us by the film "Love Letter".

"Love that is realized too late is the most heartbreaking... Yang Liu cried terribly when she discovered it at the end of the book."

"Yes, who could know that someone loves you so deeply? Just like the lyrics say, 'Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time...'"

Two women, arm in arm, chatted with red and swollen eyes.

"It's no wonder that Cheng Kaiyan adapted and starred in this film. Whether it's the plot, the visuals, or the emotional impact, I dare say that 'Love Letter' is worthy of being recorded in the history of world cinema!"

"It's so touching and so moving. I dare say that 'Love Letter' is number one in the realm of romance films. 'Romance on Lushan Mountain' is far inferior to it."

Some film critics were also discussing the topic with hoarse and excited voices.

As the crowd surged outside the movie theater, someone suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow!"

"Look! It looks like it's snowing outside!"

"So beautiful! It matches the scene in 'Love Letter' perfectly. It's so fitting."

"I think this is probably the snow in 'Love Letter,' our world has given the willows a grand and quiet snow."

……

"Woo-"

The north wind is howling.

As the dim sky slowly descended, glistening snowflakes gradually adorned the streets and city, transforming them into a pristine, silver-clad landscape.

It was 5:30 PM, the sky was dark, and it was time to leave work.

Dongdan Street remains bustling and vibrant, with its bright lights and lively atmosphere.

The cast iron lamps along the roadside shone with a bright yellow light, illuminating the dim sky.

The small shops along the street were full of customers, clinking glasses and chatting, while steaming water vapor overflowed from the boiler.

The atmosphere is really atmospheric in this snowy weather.

Pedestrians came and went, looking up in curiosity and amazement at the sudden heavy snowfall from the sky.

"Kaiyan, this is the first snow of the year, it's so late."

Liu Xiaoli held Cheng Kaiyan's arm as they walked on the bluestone street covered with a layer of slush. Her warm leather boots made a crisp crunching sound as they stepped on the stones, and the biting cold wind blew her dark hair back.

She tilted her head slightly up to look at the sky, her slender, fair hands outstretched, revealing hexagonal, crystal-clear snowflakes, cool and refreshing.

It landed in the girl's fair and slightly pink palm, lingered for a moment, and then melted into snow water.

Liu Xiaoli stared at the tiny water droplets in her palm and sighed softly, "The life of a snowflake is so short, it vanishes in the blink of an eye."

Snowflakes are like flowers that bloom in an instant.

Cheng Kaiyan looked at her quietly and said gently.

"And what about your jasmine flowers?"

Liu Xiaoli looked up at him, her eyes calm and serene, bright and captivating.

After watching the movie, she felt that she could let go of some things and move on.

"If there is jasmine in my heart, how can three thousand flowers enter my heart?"

Cheng Kaiyan extended her hand to Liu Xiaoli and smiled.

"Uh-huh."

Upon hearing this answer, Liu Xiaoli raised her widow's peak and nodded with considerable satisfaction.

She then raised her hand and placed it on her fiancé's warm, large hand, spreading her fingers apart and inserting them between his fingers, clasping them tightly together.

"Let's go, it's 5:30, let's go home for dinner."

Upon seeing this, Cheng Kaiyan smiled gently.

"Okay! Let's go home!"

Liu Xiaoli cheered and took the lead, pulling Cheng Kaiyan along as they ran forward joyfully and nimbly.

Wind and snow, streets and pedestrians, streetlights and sounds...

They were all left behind by the couple who started jogging, and the shore of happiness lay not far ahead.

I jogged for a while.

"what……"

Just as Liu Xiaoli was about to stop and catch her breath, she suddenly felt a churning deep in her lower abdomen, as if her internal organs had been turned upside down.

In an instant, she lost all her strength, and her legs went weak.

Fortunately, she held onto Cheng Kaiyan tightly with both hands, and Cheng Kaiyan reacted quickly and hugged her waist, so she didn't fall.

"Huhuhu..."

Liu Xiaoli leaned against Cheng Kaiyan, her hair loose, her head down, breathing softly.

Her soft, rosy lips parted slightly, and she exhaled wisps of delicate, fragrant breath that turned into mist in the air.

"Are you alright? What happened? How did you suddenly become like this?" Cheng Kaiyan hugged the girl, who was clearly too weak to stand, and asked anxiously.

"No...it's okay."

Liu Xiaoli gasped for breath, gently clutching her churning abdomen, and weakly shook her head, her voice trembling as she spoke.

"What do you mean 'nothing'! You call this nothing'?"

Cheng Kaiyan was extremely anxious, "What time is it and you're still acting tough, you..."

"vomit……"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Xiaoli, who was in his arms, suddenly turned pale and immediately covered her mouth to gag.

Cheng Kaiyan didn't know what was going on. Seeing that she was about to vomit, she quickly helped her to a tree by the roadside.

There's a small trash can here.

Waves of nausea overwhelmed Liu Xiaoli's mind, rendering her incapable of thinking.

"Ugh~~"

Despite her discomfort, she leaned against a tree and began to dry heave.

But nothing came out; only glistening saliva dripped slowly.

"Huff... Ugh~"

Liu Xiaoli's fair face was now deathly pale, and her already swollen eyes were overflowing with tears of distress.

Cheng Kaiyan felt extremely distressed and quickly and gently patted her back to ease her discomfort.

As time passed, after a while, Liu Xiaoli felt the discomfort deep in her lower abdomen gradually subside.

"Phew... It's finally a little better..."

Liu Xiaoli was pale and weak, leaning against Cheng Kaiyan's chest, panting. After catching her breath, she spoke in a trembling voice.

She almost fainted just now; she felt so awful.

"Are you alright? Can you walk?"

Cheng Kaiyan grasped her hand and quickly asked.

"..."

Liu Xiaoli weakly raised her hand, smoothed her messy hair by her ear, and glared at him.

"You scared me to death."

Cheng Kaiyan breathed a long sigh of relief. The fact that he could still roll his eyes at her meant that nothing serious had happened.

He then carefully helped Liu Xiaoli to a small restaurant nearby.

He found a secluded corner and sat down with Liu Xiaoli on his lap.

There were many people eating at this time, and no one in the restaurant paid attention to them.

Cheng Kaiyan unbuttoned her coat, wrapped the girl's slender, petite body inside, and held her close. She poured a cup of hot tea from the table and handed it to the girl's cold hands, looking at her pale, bloodless face with concern, and said with heartache:

"What happened just now? Why did you vomit like that?"

"It's nothing serious, just my stomach... suddenly feels a bit uncomfortable, I feel like vomiting, but nothing comes out, I must have eaten something bad."

Liu Xiaoli took a sip of water, her little face looking pitiful.

"Did you eat something bad? That shouldn't be the case, we ate the same thing."

Cheng Kaiyan frowned, trying to recall what the two of them had eaten that day.

"If not, then I'm not quite sure either..."

Liu Xiaoli gently touched her belly and said with a wronged expression.

Then he buried his cold, pale face in Cheng Kaiyan's warm and reassuring embrace, closed his eyes, gently nuzzled his face against her chest, and weakly wrapped his arms around Cheng Kaiyan's waist, groaning in discomfort:
"Mmm~, Kaiyan, I still feel so bad, boohoo..."

Liu Xiaoli pouted, her voice weak and trembling with a sob, her little face looking pitiful.

Just looking at it made Cheng Kaiyan's heart ache terribly.

"Let me rub it for you, and you'll feel better."

Cheng Kaiyan held the girl tightly in his arms, his chin resting on her fluffy hair and head, and coaxed her softly in her rosy ear like he was soothing a child:

"Xiaoli, be good, be good, I'll rub it and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

At the same time, he rubbed his hands together to warm them, then slipped them under the girl's clothes to touch her soft, smooth lower abdomen. He gently rubbed and stroked the soft flesh of her lower abdomen, making light circles to relieve her discomfort and pain.

As Liu Xiaoli listened to her husband's gentle voice, which sounded like he was coaxing a child, and felt the heat from his large, hot hand penetrating her body, all discomfort vanished. She was moved by Cheng Kaiyan's tenderness and care, and filled with happiness and sweetness.

"Hmm...my palms are so hot..."

As Cheng Kaiyan gently massaged her, she felt much more comfortable and relaxed, and couldn't help but hum softly.

After a while, Liu Xiaoli finally recovered completely. Her complexion gradually became rosy, she stopped vomiting, and her stomach stopped acting up.

"I feel much better. Let's go home. It'll be dark soon, and it's snowing, so the roads won't be easy to walk on."

Liu Xiaoli blushed and pulled out the warm hand from inside her clothes, urging him on.

"Not urgent."

Cheng Kaiyan raised her still-fragrant hand, touched her face, and said gently.

"Let's go, I'm much better now."

Liu Xiaoli gave him a reproachful look. Although being held in his arms like this, along with his coat, felt warm and safe, there were too many people in the restaurant, and being all lovey-dovey in public was too embarrassing.

"Okay, can you still walk? I'll carry you."

Cheng Kaiyan said this, but without asking Liu Xiaoli's opinion, she picked her up and walked out.

After finding the bicycle outside, Cheng Kaiyan patted the girl's pert and bouncy buttocks.

Liu Xiaoli bit him in embarrassment and annoyance. As if on the same wavelength, she wrapped her arms around Cheng Kaiyan's neck and hooked her legs around his strong waist, curling up in his arms with both hands and feet.

"Hehe, how are we going to get back to Mom's today? It's too late, and it's snowing. It's not safe to go on the road."

Cheng Kaiyan gently inhaled the girl's fresh and elegant gardenia scent, chuckled softly, and pushed the cart back to Wutong Courtyard.

As the young couple walked, the girl, who was clinging to Cheng Kaiyan like a sloth, suddenly remembered something and whispered in Cheng Kaiyan's ear:

"I haven't been feeling well lately. I felt a bit nauseous while brushing my teeth this morning, and I also felt nauseous during dance practice this morning..."

"Huh? Why didn't you say so sooner!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Kaiyan exclaimed in surprise.

Xiaoli's words led him to a startling conclusion.

Could it be that Sister Xiaoli...

Thinking of this, Cheng Kaiyan's expression became somewhat complicated and strange.

Liu Xiaoli had been watching him closely. Seeing his expression, her face paled, and she asked pitifully:
"Kaiyan, do I have some kind of strange illness?"

Her soft, sweet voice betrayed a hint of timidity and panic.

"Hahaha……"

Cheng Kaiyan couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. What was this silly girl talking about?

"You, Cheng Kaiyan, you've gone too far..."

The girl in his arms pouted and said sadly.

"Don't overthink it, I already know what's wrong with you."

Cheng Kaiyan chuckled and comforted her.

"What's wrong with me?"

Liu Xiaoli quickly asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, Xiaoli, you...you might be pregnant..."

Cheng Kaiyan hesitated for a moment, but still voiced her guess.

"ah?!!!"

The girl in his arms sat bolt upright, her bright, dark almond-shaped eyes filled with disbelief, and she pointed at herself, exclaiming in surprise:
"I'm pregnant?" (End of Chapter)