"A Romantic Journey Through Time: A Deep and Rainy Night (Chronicles of Time Travel)" - Chapter 012, The Holy Son of Heavenly Gate

The old man sitting on the snow suddenly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes clearing as he looked at Lu Erjie in front of him and said, "Young benefactor, why are you giving me money?"
Lu Erjie casually put his hands in his pockets and gave a wicked smile: "Old man, are you a member of the Heavenly Gate?"
The old man nodded, seemingly unsurprised by Lu Erjie's maturity, and said, "I am the current Holy Son of Tianmen. You should not be from this world, right?"
Lu Erjie frowned slightly, looked at the gray sky, and smelled the cold air. He said calmly, "Where I came from is no longer important. What I want to know is why I came here?"
"I never thought the ancestral prophecy was true. Can people really travel through time and space?" the old man murmured to himself, closing his eyes slowly. His voice was somewhat sorrowful as he said, "Heaven has its own destiny; how can humans presume to predict it?" He had received a hint from the fragments of his sect's scrolls and had come here this month to wait for the "Son of Heaven." He had originally been skeptical, but unexpectedly, everything was true.
Snowflakes drifted down, landing on the street with a soft rustling sound. Lu Erjie stood on the snow, his eyes filled with loneliness and confusion. He didn't know why he had come to this world, nor what he was meant to do. Whenever he thought of the era he lived in, a time when his country was suffering humiliation at the hands of powerful nations, he felt a pang of unease. Although he had accepted his new identity as Lu Erjie, it was far from enough to fully integrate into this world.
A melancholic melody slowly rose, each note like a snowflake transforming from the low sky, falling onto the street, heavy and cold.
Lu Erjie trembled slightly, surprisingly resonating with the music, feeling as if he were not alone. The delicate and fragile piano notes gently stirred the depths of his heart. After the sorrow, the music was filled with hope, a hope that the lost ship would sail back to the warm harbor under the lighthouse's illumination, and sparks of hope ignited in his heart.
Lu Erjie looked towards the source of the piano music, which was on the second floor of his own villa. The silvery-white villa, bathed in swirling snowflakes, looked like something out of a fairytale, breathtakingly beautiful. The small, intricately carved window on the second floor was open, and pink gauze curtains fluttered beside it. Through the curtains, a stunningly beautiful young woman could be vaguely seen sitting by the window, two clear tears streaming down her fair face. He didn't know what the girl was thinking; her tears hadn't dried, yet suddenly she smiled gently, her beauty breathtaking, like a pear blossom in the rain. Her delicate hands lifted lightly, plucking the keys, and the piano began to resonate with increasingly cheerful notes.
Lu Erjie stared blankly at Sister Mengping in the window. He never expected that this sister, whose virginity he had taken with a single finger, could be so innocent and beautiful, like a fairy.
Snowflakes drifted across the windowsill, landing on Mengping's beautiful hair, making her appear delicate and elegant, inspiring tenderness and care. Lu Erjie looked up at Mengping and smiled happily. In that moment, he suddenly understood that her willfulness and capriciousness stemmed from her loneliness, the absence of her biological mother's love, and an inherent deficiency in her familial bond.
Lu Erjie glanced at Mengping with adoration, then lowered his head to the old man on the ground, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He said, "I want to go to Tianmen." There was little pleading in his voice, because he knew Tianmen's mission.
Regardless of whether fate is predetermined or destiny is shaped by human will, for the first time in Lu Erjie's heart, he understood that he must protect what he loves on this vast journey. If fate decrees his good, he will follow it; those martial arts forces that believe in fate will surely serve him, Tianmen being one of them. If fate decrees his evil, he will kill gods and demons alike. In this mortal world, a person is but a drop in the ocean; why burden oneself with so much when one can live well and enjoy the beautiful things in life?

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