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*Waiting for You at the End of Time* is a poignant tale of love, loss, and the enduring power of human connection across the boundaries of time. The story follows two souls, Li Wei and Elena, who are separated by the relentless flow of time but bound together by an unbreakable promise. Li Wei, a brilliant but lonely physicist, discovers a way to manipulate time, while Elena, a free-spirited artist, becomes the anchor to his humanity. As Li Wei experiments with time travel, he inadvertently fractures the timeline, leaving Elena stranded in a distant future. Determined to reunite with her, Li Wei embarks on a perilous journey through the ages, facing the consequences of tampering with the fabric of reality. Their love is tested by the inevitability of time, but their promise to meet at the "end of time" becomes a beacon of hope in a universe that seems determined to keep them apart.

Waiting For You At The End Of Time

Chapter Fifteen: The Shape of a Future

Lin Ge had never thought much about what home meant.

For the longest time, home had simply been where she was.

But now, stepping into his apartment after the mountain trip, he felt an unfamiliar emptiness pressing down on him.

It wasn't the suffocating kind he had felt in the beginning—the unbearable silence that had made him afraid to exist alone.

Like an echo of something long gone.

As he set his bag down, his gaze drifted toward the bookshelf in the corner—the one still lined with books Qiu Qian had once touched.

For months, he had refused to move them.

Refused to change anything about the space they had once shared.

But tonight, something inside him shifted.

He walked over, running his fingers along the spines of the books.

Then, carefully—deliberately—he picked one up.

And for the first time, he pulled it off the shelf.

Lin Ge didn't throw anything away.

It was about making space for who he was now.

Slowly, he began to rearrange things.

He packed away some of the books, leaving only the ones he truly loved. He moved the small potted plant from the window to the nightstand, filling the empty space beside his bed.

And then—almost without thinking—he opened the bottom drawer of his desk.

Inside, tucked beneath old letters and forgotten photographs, was a small silver key.

The spare key to Qiu Qian's old apartment.

Lin Ge stared at it for a long time.

Then, finally—finally—he closed his fingers around it.

The key landed in the drawer with a soft clink.

But no longer something he needed to hold onto.

The next morning, Yu Yan texted him.

[We're going to an art exhibit this weekend. Want to come?]

Art had never really been his thing.

But then, he thought about the way the trip to the mountains had felt.

The way it had reminded him that there was more to life than the past.

And just like that, he had chosen something for himself.

4. Colors He Had Never Noticed Before

The exhibit was vibrant, chaotic, filled with colors Lin Ge had never paid much attention to before.

Abstract paintings, sculptures that twisted into impossible shapes, portraits that seemed to hold entire stories within a single glance.

He found himself standing in front of one piece for a long time.

It was simple—just a single figure walking down a road, their shadow stretching long behind them.

But something about it stuck with him.

Yu Yan's voice pulled him from his thoughts.

He glanced at her, shaking his head. "Just… appreciating it, I guess."

Yu Yan studied him for a moment, then smiled.

Lin Ge frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"

"When I met you," she said, "you were always looking backward. Always waiting for something that was already gone."

"But now? You're actually looking at what's in front of you."

Lin Ge turned back to the artwork.

For a long moment, he just stared at it.

That night, as Lin Ge walked home, something felt different.

Like he wasn't carrying as much as he used to.

But for the first time in a long time, so was the future.

And step by step, moment by moment—