Surviving the apocalypse with a wife and a system! [GL]

Bai Li did not open it herself. She placed it in Yan Cijin’s hands. Yan Cijin hesitated only a little before lifting the lid.

Inside was a memory chip, polished and engraved with a small moonflower, and beneath it a folded note written in Bai Li’s handwriting.

Yan Cijin read the note first.

For the days when the world gets too loud. For the days when you forget what you have built. For our daughter, when she is older. For you, when you need to remember that even the hard parts were never bigger than the love.

Yan Cijin looked up very slowly.

Bai Li had gone a little quiet now, and that in itself was almost more emotional than any speech. ”I made a record,” she said. ”Messages from people who love us. Clips from the early years. A few photos. Some things from before Lili was born. Things I thought you might want later.”

Yan Cijin held the note with both hands. ”You did all this?”

Bai Li shrugged, though the motion was slightly awkward because her own feelings were showing. ”I wanted something that stayed.”

Yan Cijin’s throat tightened. ”You always say things like this too easily.”

Bai Li looked at her. ”I do not say them easily. I say them because they are true.”

Yan Cijin looked away for one second, then back at her. ”You are trying to make me cry again.”

Bai Li reached up and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye before it could fall. ”That is not the goal.”

”It is working.”

Bai Li kissed her knuckles, each one lightly and with such gentleness it made the moment feel even more fragile. ”Good. Then you know I meant it.”

Yan Cijin turned her face away, pretending to be annoyed while absolutely failing to hide how moved she was. ”You are too much sometimes.”

Bai Li smiled. ”And you still keep me.”

Yan Cijin finally laughed through her tears. ”Unfortunately.”

”Liar.”

”Maybe a little.”

Lili, half asleep nearby, opened one eye and mumbled, ”You both are being weird again.”

Bai Li looked over. ”Go to sleep.”

Lili yawned. ”You two should also sleep. Too much loving makes people tired.”

Yan Cijin’s face turned bright pink all over again. ”Where do you hear these things?”

Lili pointed vaguely toward the adult world. ”Everywhere.”

Bai Li laughed quietly and picked her daughter up with practiced ease. The child immediately leaned her head against her shoulder and went limp like a small warm bundle. Bai Li carried her to the blanket nest and tucked her in with careful hands, then came back to Yan Cijin.

The rooftop was quieter now. The garden lights glowed softer. The sea wind had calmed. The city below looked almost asleep. Yan Cijin stood near the railing and looked out over Jinghua, one hand still holding the note, the other the memory chip.

Bai Li came up behind her and set her chin gently on Yan Cijin’s shoulder. ”What are you thinking?”

Yan Cijin breathed out slowly. ”That life is strange.”

Bai Li smiled faintly. ”That is not news.”

”I know. I just mean... sometimes I still think about everything we went through to get here.”

Bai Li’s arms moved around her waist. ”The clinic visits.”

”The endless tests.”

”The paperwork.”

”The waiting.”

”Your panic attacks.”

Bai Li made a wounded sound. ”They were not that frequent.”

Yan Cijin turned her head just enough to look at her. ”You cried in the hallway because you thought the approval board would reject us.”

”I was under pressure.”

”You also tried to joke with the doctor while your hands were shaking.”

Bai Li covered her own face briefly. ”I have been exposed.”

Yan Cijin smiled and reached back to touch her cheek. ”I remember you being so careful with me then.”

Bai Li’s expression softened. ”I was terrified of messing it up.”

”You did not.”

”I know that now.”

Yan Cijin turned in her arms. ”You knew it then too. You just refused to admit it because you were scared.”

Bai Li laughed softly. ”You are very smart, my wife.”

”I know.”

”That is one of the reasons I married you.”

Yan Cijin’s mouth curved. ”Only one?”

Bai Li pretended to think. ”There were several.”

Yan Cijin raised her brows. ”Several?”

Bai Li leaned closer and brushed her nose against Yan Cijin’s. ”You were beautiful.”

”You still say that like it is a fresh discovery.”

”It is a fresh disaster every day.”

Yan Cijin let out a tiny laugh. ”And?”

”And you looked at me like you did not trust me, which made me want to earn it.”

”That is a strange reason.”

”No, it is a sincere one.”

Yan Cijin’s eyes softened.

Bai Li continued, quieter now. ”And because when you finally smiled at me, it felt like winning something I did not know I was allowed to want.”

The words were simple, but they touched deep.

Yan Cijin took a long breath and leaned in first this time, kissing Bai Li slowly in the center of the garden light. Bai Li responded at once, one hand rising to the side of Yan Cijin’s face, the other keeping her close. The kiss held years inside it. First meetings. Hesitation. Late night talks. Arguments. Joy. Tears. Sleepy mornings. The birth of Lili. All of it gathered together and pressed into one quiet, living moment.

When they parted, Yan Cijin looked up at her wife and said softly, ”You still kiss me like you are surprised I am here.”

Bai Li smiled. ”Because I am.”

Yan Cijin blinked at her. ”That is not normal.”

Bai Li shrugged. ”It is true.”

”And I suppose that excuses everything.”

”Not everything.”

Yan Cijin looked amused. ”Only the kissing?”

”Only the kissing and the staring and the gift and the rooftop and the entire life we built together.”

Yan Cijin shook her head, smiling now despite the tears still lingering in her eyes. ”You are impossible.”

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To be continued.