We still had fifty minutes until our return time, which was plenty of time. As long as we found Meng Xier and delivered the message Shang Jingsong wanted to convey, we could leave.
The light rain continued to fall sporadically, and I pulled Du Xiaolan back, she looked at me very disgruntled. I had no choice, it's always better to calmly discuss something than to be as impulsive as her.
Squatting on the ground, lost in thought, Du Xiaolan suddenly patted my shoulder and pointed not far away, saying, "Mingyang, take a look at the person by the creek, who is it?"
I stood up and looked in the direction she pointed, seeing a young man dressed as a Taoist carrying a wooden bucket, walking along the edge of the creek.
When my gaze landed on the person's face, I remembered for five seconds, then I slapped my thigh and said to Du Xiaolan, "This person seems to be Shang Jingtong!"
"Yeah, it's Shang Jingtong!" Du Xiaolan said and prepared to walk over.
I grabbed her and asked her what she was going to do. Du Xiaolan said she wanted to ask where Meng Xier, Shang Jingtong's current girlfriend, was.
I looked at her with disdain and said impatiently, "This is Yinshang now. Shang Jingtong doesn't know us at all. If you go over there, how will he react?"
Du Xiaolan looked puzzled and tapped her forehead with her hand, saying, "You're right. What should we do now?"
"How would I know!" I glanced at her and at this moment, I had no clue.
Time passed second by second, and I, who had nothing to do, became anxious. With only half an hour left, I had no choice but to redirect my gaze to the house we had just seen.
Following Du Xiaolan, as she strode over and was about to knock on the door, the next door suddenly opened, and a girl in her early twenties walked out.
"Meng Xier?" I blurted out at the sight of her.
Although she was only twenty-something, her facial expression and features were exactly like Meng Xier.
She obviously heard my voice and looked over at us with confusion, seemingly startled by our strange attire, and asked cautiously, "Are you calling me?"
"Are you really Meng Xier?" I was extremely excited. As long as I found her, everything would be much easier.
Meng Xier nodded and asked in confusion, "Yes, who are you?"
"I am Yin Mingyang, and she is Du Xiaolan. We came here from a distant place," I said, quickly handing her a handkerchief and saying, "This is from Shang Jingtong. He asked me to pass it to you and told me to tell you that different paths do not cross. Although you two can love each other, you cannot be together. So please stop looking for him."
Even though the latter part was made up on the spot, I said it all in one breath, then took a deep breath.
Meng Xier took the handkerchief in confusion and looked at me, about to ask something, when Du Xiaolan interjected, "He's right. You and him are destined to have no result, and after you die, many people will forget about your previous life because of your relationship."
"Who are you exactly?" Meng Xier looked puzzled.
I said, "We came from the future to this era."
Meng Xier innocently asked, "Are you gods?"
Du Xiaolan said, "No, we are just people."
Meng Xier pointed at my clothes and asked, "Why are your clothes different from ours?"
"We don't have time to explain all this now," I glanced at the time, with only ten minutes left until the deadline, "Remember our words. Your love will affect many people, so quickly sever the ties between you and Shang Jingtong so that future generations can be safe and sound."
Meng Xier shook her head and said, "But you said Shang Jingtong, I don't even know him."
I was stunned, and as I looked sideways, Du Xiaolan was clearly stunned too.
Meng Xier didn't know Shang Jingtong, which meant that the time we arrived in was not the time when Meng Xier and Shang Jingtong fell in love, but rather a time before they even met.
I was suddenly confused. We had just said so much, but it all seemed like nonsense.
Du Xiaolan suddenly put her hand on my arm, her face grim as she looked at me and said, "Mingyang, do you remember what Shang Jingsong said before? We cannot change history. If we change history, our era will also change."
"I remember, what's the matter?" I had just finished speaking when I suddenly felt a shock, I hadn't thought about this before, and now I realized it, my whole body was covered in goosebumps.
If history is changed, then nothing in the future will happen. Perhaps my parents will not meet, and I would not exist in the world.
If Meng Xi'er and Shang Jingsong's love during the Yin and Shang period is severed, Du Xiaolan and I would disappear at the very moment Meng Xi'er changed her mind.
Shang Jingsong wants to kill us!
I looked at the time, only five minutes left, we must leave here now.
Ignoring Meng Xi'er's shocked expression, I grabbed Du Xiaolan's arm and quickly ran back to where we came from.
As we were about to arrive, I heard a sudden exclamation, Shang Jingsong, who was fetching water by the stream, suddenly fell into the stream, and not far away, Meng Xi'er rushed over, using the handkerchief I gave her to wipe the water stains off Shang Jingsong's face.
"Xiaolan, I finally understand why Meng Xi'er knew our names in the hospital." We reached our destination, I murmured, the time was up, the searing heat inside me once again swept over my heart.
Everything in front of me went dark and bright intermittently, the tearing pain made me exceptionally miserable. The intense feeling of falling also surged at this moment. When I opened my eyes again, we had already appeared inside the shop.
I rubbed my face with my hand, and Shang Jingsong in front of me hurried over and asked, "Did you see her?"
"I saw her." Du Xiaolan said softly, and I suddenly raised my fist and fiercely smashed it towards his face.
After all, Shang Jingsong was not an ordinary person, effortlessly avoiding my attack, standing two meters away, looking at me, he asked, "Yin Mingyang, what's wrong with you?"
"You actually wanted to kill us?" I gritted my teeth, wishing to devour him.
Shang Jingsong frowned at me and asked, "I did not mean that."
"No intention?" I said coldly, "If Xiaolan and I sever the love between the two of you during the Yin and Shang period, it is equivalent to changing history. At that time, Meng Xi'er would also not become Meng Po, and future generations will remember what happened in the past. Do you think society now would still be the same?"
Shang Jingsong suddenly fell silent and looked at me quietly, sighing.
I clenched my fists, ready to rush forward again, but Du Xiaolan suddenly grabbed my arm and said, "Mingyang, don't get agitated for now."