Word of precaution:
1) This fic is based on Lost You Forever drama version. Nothing to do with the novel.
2) I'll need to tweak some of Xiaoyao's characteristics in the drama version.
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The air in Beihai Town was filled with the salty scent of the sea, and the sound of waves crashing against the shore provided a soothing rhythm to the quiet village. Xiaoyao, now slightly aged gracefully but still bearing the youthful essence that had always defined her, stood at the edge of the water. The wide horizon seemed endless, a mirror of the vast and uncharted future she faced.
More than 100 years had passed since she and Tushan Jing left Xiyan behind, seeking a life of peace far from the turmoil of their past. The battlefield had claimed Xiang Liu, a loss that still echoed in her heart. Tushan Jing had remained by her side, his presence a balm to her soul even as his injuries shortened his lifespan. Over a century later, he too had passed on, leaving Xiaoyao to navigate the world alone.
Fearful of the crushing loneliness that awaited her, she had taken to wandering, carrying with her the big-bellied doll Ah Nian had given her, a symbol of the ties that still bound her to her past. Her travels eventually brought her to Beihai Town, a place as serene as it was remote.
Sitting by the shore, she looked out at the endless expanse of the sea. Her eyes, though weary, still held a spark of the woman who had once faced down demons. A tiny sigh escaped her lips as she gently shook her head, her hand resting over her heart in an attempt to soothe the ache that had never truly left her for so long.
In the solitude of Beihai Town, Xiaoyao found a strange comfort. The vast horizon before her was a reminder of the infinite possibilities that still lay ahead, even as she carried the weight of her memories. Despite the serenity of her surroundings, her heart was still burdened with the fear of abandonment and the loneliness that had shadowed her for so long. Coming to Beihai, she hoped to seek a place with people who would accompany her through the long years ahead. The past, with all its pain and joy, had shaped her into the resilient yet vulnerable soul she had become. Now, with each new sunrise over the sea, she held onto the hope that she would not have to face the future alone, yearning for peace she sought.
君若水上风，妾似风中莲，You are like the wind on the water, I'm like the lotus in the wind相见相思，相见相思；We see and miss each other, We see and miss each other君若天上云，妾似云中月，You're like the clouds in the sky, I'm like the moon in the clouds相恋相惜，相恋相惜；We love and cherish each other, We love and cherish each other君若山中树，妾似树上藤，You are a tree in the mountains, I'm like the vine on a tree相伴相依，相伴相依；We accompany each other, We accompany each other君若天上鸟，妾似水中鱼，You are like the bird in the sky, I'm like the fish in the water相忘相忆，相忘相忆We forget and remember each other, We forget and remember each other
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Two children, a girl and a boy, were embroiled in a skirmish with a group of bullies. The girl, determined and fierce, protected the boy, her small hand tightly clutching his as she fended off their aggressors.
Amid the chaos, a melodious voice reached her ears, a song that seemed to float on the breeze. Entranced, she tugged the boy along, fleeing towards the source of the singing. The boy, his hand clasped firmly in hers, followed her silently.
They came upon a figure sitting on the rocks by the sea, singing to the horizon. Her voice was heavenly, carrying a sense of profound longing and sorrow. The children stood captivated, the girl's grip on the boy's hand tightening as they listened. The boy glanced down at their clasped hands, then back at the singer, Xiaoyao, who sang of lovesickness and a heart burdened by loss and yearning. The sight and sound imprinted a memory that would stay with them, a moment of unexpected connection and shared emotion by the endless sea.
