One Year Time Bomb

Last Words

[I don't know when will you be hearing this... But I made it anyway... I don't know if you understand this... But I wish you do... Like the sad story of me and your father... I want you to be happy... Protect your heart... your happiness... Be happy... You... My child... I am proud... Despite me spending merely a month with you... I will forever love you... Please be happy... A-Yuan."]

A harmonious song for two echoes. Wen Yuan now Lan Yuan gazes towards the sky as he felt the first snowmelt on his face. This is the last recording he'll listen to.

Thirty years... It has already been thirty years ever since he was forced to see reality, forced to grow up. At the young age of 3, he lost his biological parents, and his adopted father. At age of twenty-six, he lost his last parent.

He remembered those memories, although he cannot clearly remember that one month of a complete family. He was raised in an environment, where he is free to do anything he likes, loving parents and a family. He was allowed to be live a long life carefree of careful machinations. He was protected by his parent's family and live a life of his own.

Listening to his mama's records for him. Records when he was still a radio anchor, when he sings, and the last month, his mama made him an mp3 of 'rules to live by for my beloved son.' One that earnestly taught him to never envy the clouds. To be his self and never betray himself.

He learned how to play the piano... His parents' beloved piano. Learned the song that he kept playing in his loneliness.

Sizhui... The courtesy name bestowed to him. His adoptive parent prepared it even before Wei Wuxian died. The living legacy they left is proof of their happiness. The yearning and mourning for love. To remember the dread moment of short liven moments.

His father, Lan Wangji, made it so... As a promise to his mama, his Mama Ying...

"Do you believe in miracles?" He asked the woman beside him.

He kneeled in front of two graves, place his offerings, lit incense, and place their favorite lotuses and gentian's on their graves.

"They are..."

"My adoptive parents..." Lan Yuan smiled, he kneeled caressing their graves, "mama... Papa... I came here again... After... Eight years? I am sorry it took me so long to visit... It's just... I miss you very much that I can't help but feel sad whenever I came here... I am living well... Uncle Ning took good care of me... Auntie Qing would always prick me with her needles... Auntie Yanli and Jin Ling both nag at me... Uncle Cheng brutal love is so enjoying!"

The woman beside him cried. Just how close is this person to his adoptive parents? And... He is not even crying.

"Uncle Kai and Auntie Min always reprimand me not to call them aunt and Uncle inside the class! Haha... They say it's weird to have your nephew older than you... and... I became a music teacher.. and fulfilled my dreams of teaching the future.."

Frost spreads over time.. that one jar of loneliness and happiness to dispel worries. Taking off the bangle he wore all those years.

"Mama... Papa... I am here to tell you... I found the person I want to spend my life with... I want to have your blessing no matter what... And do this in front of you.."

Taking the woman's hands and place her beside him, "this is Xiu Mei... The person I want to spend my life with... She is oblivious... Kind and warm-hearted... She would always make me worry and scare the shit out of me... But... She was the person who accepted though I am nothing but trash you picked up when I was a child.."

Placing the bangle on her wrist, "you asked me why I never take this off right?" Xiu Mei nodded, "it was because mama told me to give it to the person I want to spend my life with... Like papa gave it to him although he was dying... This too... I vow to care for you... be with you... And love you..."