Siheyuan: Killing the gods against the will of heaven, causing great suffering to all living beings

Mia gently picked up the napkin and handed it to Han Xiaodong, asking him to wipe the tears from his eyes. He smiled slightly, took it gratefully, and continued: "Later, I lost my passion for photography and lost a lot of things. It was not until now that I realized that maybe I should find that love again."

Mia stared at him, her eyes full of understanding and support. "Everyone has lost and regained things," she said. "The important thing is that you realize it now, right?"

Han Xiaodong nodded, a surge of gratitude in his heart. He suddenly felt very lucky to meet Mia on such a beautiful night. Her presence seemed to give him a glimmer of courage and hope.

As the conversation continued, the two gradually got to know each other's lives. Mia told Han Xiaodong that she was an illustrator who loved to record the beauty of life with her brush, while Han Xiaodong was full of curiosity about her work.

"Next time you can take me to see your art exhibition." Han Xiaodong said with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

“Of course, I’d be happy to share my work with you,” Mia responded with a smile.

Their conversation gradually deepened, and before they knew it, it was already late at night. Han Xiaodong felt as if he was in a warm and hopeful dream, and he couldn't help but sigh at his luck.

At this moment, a faint cell phone ring interrupted their conversation. Mia picked up the phone and took a look, with a trace of uneasiness on her face.

"What's wrong?" Han Xiaodong asked, looking at her with concern.

"I...I just received an urgent matter and need to rush home." Mia said softly, her voice trembling a little.

Han Xiaodong immediately realized her uneasiness. He reached out and patted her hand, comforting her: "It's okay, I can take you back."

Mia raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of gratitude. "Thank you, Han Xiaodong." She said softly.

The two of them got up and left Xinxiang Garden. The street outside was already quiet. As they walked on the road, a breeze occasionally blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. Han Xiaodong felt as if he had become Mia's guardian, and an inexplicable sense of pride and responsibility surged in his heart.

As they walked, they came to Mia's apartment building. Mia stopped, turned around, and looked at Han Xiaodong, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

"Thank you for staying with me tonight," she whispered.

Han Xiaodong smiled slightly, his heart full of emotion. "I should thank you, Mia. I had a great time tonight."

They looked at each other, and there seemed to be an indescribable emotion flowing between them. Then, Mia suddenly reached out and gently held Han Xiaodong's hand, with determination in her eyes.

"We'll see each other again, right?" she asked.

Han Xiaodong nodded and replied with a smile: "Of course, I look forward to seeing you next time."

The temperature of their hands blended together, as if conveying warmth and hope to each other. Then, Mia turned and walked into the apartment building, while Han Xiaodong stood there, watching her back disappear into the darkness.

Han Xiaodong stood in front of Mia's apartment building, watching her disappear into the darkness, with all kinds of complicated emotions surging in his heart. He felt as if he was in a dreamlike world, and everything seemed too good to be true.

After returning home, Han Xiaodong lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. His thoughts kept reverberating, and he remembered his encounter with Mia in Xinxiang Garden, her bright smile and gentle eyes. He seemed to be immersed in a happy and hopeful mood, his heart filled with gratitude and joy.

The next day, Han Xiaodong got up early and was in an unusually good mood. He decided to go for a walk in the park to enjoy the tranquility and beauty of the early morning. In the park, the morning light sprinkled on the green grass, and birds sang among the treetops. Everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

He walked along the path and unknowingly came to a garden where all kinds of flowers were in full bloom, exuding an attractive fragrance. He could not help but stop, bend down, and carefully appreciate the beauty of each flower.

At this moment, a soft laugh broke his meditation. He looked up and saw Mia standing not far away, holding a bouquet of flowers and smiling brightly.

"Good morning, Han Xiaodong." Mia said softly.

Han Xiaodong was shocked. He didn't expect to meet Mia again here, and she brought beautiful flowers. "Good morning, Mia." He responded with a smile.

Mia walked over to him and handed him the flowers. "This is for you, I hope you like it." She said gently.

Han Xiaodong took the flowers, his heart filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Mia. These flowers are so beautiful."

They strolled in the garden, enjoying the beauty of the morning. The fragrance of flowers filled the air, making people feel relaxed and happy. They chatted from time to time, and sometimes they were silent, as if they no longer needed words to communicate.

Suddenly, Han Xiaodong stopped and looked at a rose in front of him. He couldn't help but think of the photography he once loved and the time he had lost. He felt as if his heart was touched again, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Mia looked at him and asked softly, "What's wrong, Han Xiaodong?"

He turned his head and replied with a smile: "Nothing, I just remembered some past events."

"Would you like to share it with me?" Mia asked with concern.

Han Xiaodong nodded, and then began to talk about his dream of photography and how he felt after losing it. His voice gradually became low, as if he was telling a story from the past.

Mia listened quietly, her eyes full of understanding and sympathy. She gently patted Han Xiaodong on the shoulder and comforted him: "Everyone has their own dreams, and the time you lost only makes you cherish everything you have now."

Han Xiaodong looked at Mia with gratitude, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He felt very lucky to meet her on such an early morning, and her presence seemed to give him a little strength and courage.

They continued to stroll in the garden, enjoying the beauty of the morning. Although it was not long, this moment seemed to have become one of the most precious memories in their lives.

Han Xiaodong and Mia strolled in the garden, enjoying the tranquility of the early morning. Their hearts seemed to have blended together, and the distance between them seemed to be getting closer and closer, as if no words were needed to express it.

Suddenly, a little bird flew down from the treetop and landed on Han Xiaodong's arm. Han Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, then gently raised his hand, and the bird spread its wings and flew away happily.