Li Yunmo rushed over in one stride, stuck out his butt to shove Li Weiyi aside, spread his arms wide, and hugged Zhang Jingchan tightly, shouting, “Holy crap! You’re awake! You really woke up today! Damn, eight years! You can really sleep! If you didn’t wake up soon, sister-in-law and I really couldn’t hold on anymore!” As he spoke, he buried his head in Zhang Jingchan’s shoulder and started crying.

Li Weiyi’s eyes also reddened, but she really wanted to laugh. Li Yunmo’s emotions were just this sincere and passionate. That’s why he had become another person who waited eight years for Zhang Jingchan.

Zhang Jingchan froze for a moment. For once, he didn’t push away this big guy with disgust, but instead patted his brother’s shoulder, his voice also somewhat hoarse: “These years, you’ve worked hard.”

Li Yunmo wiped away his tears, sat to the side, and said, “I’m not the one who worked hard. Sister-in-law, a young woman, is the one who worked hard—running here every day since college, not dating anyone all these years, just keeping company with you, a vegetable. You must treat her well.”

Li Weiyi didn’t expect this honest fellow’s first act would be to confess on her behalf. She thought that over the past eight years, he must have heard too much of her nagging complaints about Zhang Jingchan’s moral character, and she felt slightly embarrassed.

But her hand was grasped by Zhang Jingchan. He smiled slightly and said, “Naturally.”

This topic should have ended right there. Li Weiyi was just about to pull her hand back when she suddenly saw Zhang Jingchan clearly freeze, as if thinking of something. He turned his head sharply, staring at her, his eyes surging with dark emotions.

Li Weiyi’s heart trembled slightly.

He asked, “You…”

Li Weiyi didn’t know what she was panicking about either. She immediately pulled her hand from his palm and said to Li Yunmo with a completely carefree expression, “You don’t understand. What seems like eight years of waiting to you—for us time travelers, we just close our eyes and open them, and it’s done. Actually, my memory is also quite fuzzy. So, I don’t need him to repay me for anything. He just needs to properly repay you, his good brother.”

Li Yunmo listened in confusion, finally sighing with regret, “Why didn’t the time travel god take me too! I also really want to just close my eyes and open them, and have these hard eight years pass!”

Li Weiyi laughed along with him, but she could feel Zhang Jingchan’s two piercing gazes constantly resting on her.

She pretended not to notice.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her either. When he first woke up, she was upset that he didn’t know about her devotion; but now that he seemed to have noticed and was watching her like a tiger eyeing its prey, she panicked, afraid he would find out.

Fortunately, Zhang Jingchan quickly withdrew his gaze. He stood up and said, “I’m going to wash up, then we’ll discuss serious matters.” But he stood up too quickly. Such a tall person fell straight toward the ground, his shin also hitting the foot of the bed.

Li Weiyi and Li Yunmo were terrified and quickly helped Zhang Jingchan up. Fortunately, he reacted fast and supported himself with his hands, so the fall wasn’t serious. Only his pant legs and clothes were stained with some dust, and his shin had some bruising. Li Yunmo helped him sit on the bed. Li Weiyi crouched in front of him, rolled up his pant leg, looked at that small bruise, and tears of anger came out. In these eight years, she hadn’t let him even scrape his skin once, yet as soon as he woke up, he bruised himself.

She was angry. Crouching between his legs and refusing to get up, she accused him, “What’s your hurry? Still think you’re like before? Working out every day with an eight-pack? You don’t have even one ab now! What if you really hurt yourself? Who’s going to compensate for that!”

Zhang Jingchan stared at her without speaking, but Li Yunmo looked as if this was completely natural and chimed in, “Right! Brother Chan can’t be so careless from now on. Listen to sister-in-law.”

Zhang Jingchan reached out and scooped her up from the floor into his arms, letting her sit on the edge of the bed between his legs, pressed her into his embrace, and coaxed softly, “I was wrong. I’ll be careful when walking from now on and recover slowly.”

Li Weiyi was the easiest girl in the world to coax. She made an “mm” sound and stopped moving.

Li Yunmo watched from the side, his heart also softening. He couldn’t help but reach out his hand, wanting to embrace the two people most important to him in the world. Yes, the three of them embracing and crying together—how loving that would be.

But before his hand even touched Li Weiyi’s shoulder, Zhang Jingchan swiftly knocked it away and gave him a sidelong glance. “What are you doing?” That look was a bit cold.

Li Yunmo: “…A hug?”

Zhang Jingchan looked at him again, said nothing, but that look already said everything.

Li Yunmo: Wuwuwu!

So it’s always like this? As soon as Brother Chan wakes up, he becomes superfluous?

In this world, sister-in-law really is the best!

With their support, Zhang Jingchan slowly adapted to walking. After a while, he could walk without help. He went to the bathroom to wash up and changed his clothes. When he walked back out, both Li Weiyi and Li Yunmo were somewhat stunned.

White shirt, black pants. Though he wore no tie and the clothes weren’t name brands, his face was clean and handsome, his posture tall and sharp, just like old times. When he raised those dark, elegant eyes to look at you, it was as if two beams of cold light shone upon your heart.

The doctor came to examine him and confirmed that Zhang Jingchan’s body had fully recovered and he could complete discharge procedures today. The three decided to have lunch first, discuss matters while eating, then return to handle the paperwork and pack.

Li Weiyi chose a farmhouse restaurant by a small fishing village. The three sat on a small boat moored at the shore—secluded and quiet.

The river breeze blew gently, warm winter sun shining, the water’s surface sparkling with light, deep green mountains shrouded in mist. The three of them in such scenery were all somewhat silent. Especially Li Weiyi, looking at Zhang Jingchan beside her, her heart felt sour and astringent. She thought that ever since the two of them met, they had been busy shuttling through timelines to rescue people. Although their relationship had been unclear and ambiguous all along, when had the two of them ever truly had peaceful, comfortable moments?

As if sensing her current despondency, Zhang Jingchan put his arm around her shoulder and asked softly, “What are you thinking?”

Li Weiyi sighed and answered, “I’m thinking that this rewrite, we really lost big time. Even the Li family…”

Li Yunmo’s eyes reddened. He said, “You can’t blame yourselves for this. It was my dad’s own choice. As for my mom… these years she’s been very regretful too.”

Zhang Jingchan’s brow furrowed tightly.

The third rewrite, the fourth iteration of the timeline. As they uncovered more and more people and events, those butterfly wings—with one flutter—made the entire web tremble violently.

September 9, 2014, Zhang Moyun was still alive. He sold off futures as planned and profited over 900 million. Fu Ming paid off all debts, and the Zhang father and son were free men from then on. This point would never change again.

In the early morning of September 12, 2014, a fire broke out at the Zhang family villa. Zhang Moyun, Wu Xinhui, the housekeeper Sister Liu, and one bodyguard were all burned to death in the fire. In addition, another man was also burned to death. Post-incident investigation confirmed he was the arsonist of this fire—Li Yilin.

This was an unfamiliar name.

He was Zhang Moyun’s wife Wu Xinhui’s first love. Investigation confirmed that in the two months before the fire—that is, when Fu Ming was at its most difficult—he had entered the Zhang family villa several times, staying for periods of time.

In the end, this fire was closed as a crime of passion.

On the evening of September 13, Li Jinxiong burst into Zhang Fengming’s home with a weapon and stabbed him repeatedly, killing Zhang Fengming. Cheng Chuan and Liu Ying, who were in the same room, were injured but escaped, avoiding disaster. Finally, surrounded by police, Li Jinxiong jumped from a building to his death.