At the time, she was very curious and asked them: "Why can't one person finish speaking and then move on to the other?"

They all agreed and replied in unison: "They've said everything I wanted to say. What should I do?"

Su Qingzhu comforted him, "It's okay, you can say the same thing, mom and dad will answer."

"No, that won't work. Mom and Dad will be tired if you have to answer three times." Their expressions were so serious.

Su Qingzhu was so moved that she hugged them and kissed them one by one, kissing all three of them into little red envelopes. They stayed in her arms and acted coquettishly, which was so cute that her heart melted.

After the three kids finished speaking, it was Su Qingzhu's turn.

They were very sensible and knew that their parents wanted to have a private conversation, so they handed over the phone and jumped out to play. With Si Jingyu's men outside, there was no need to worry about them.

"Ayu, how's the weather today?"

As soon as the question “How’s the weather?” appeared, Si Jingyu understood.

"It's a crisp autumn day."

It's summer now, so where does "autumn" come from? But they both know it and understand it.

That night, Su Qingzhu waited for Si Jingyu in the bedroom.

"Qingzhu, I'm back."

"Yeah." Su Qingzhu responded and looked at Si Jingyu's face carefully.

Si Jingyu was puzzled as to why she was looking at him like that, and the more she looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.

He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Su Qingzhu asked him: "Ayu, don't you realize that you haven't aged?"

"I found out. Didn't you find out?" Si Jingyu blinked in disbelief.

Su Qingzhu: "..."

You wanted to hit someone, but you didn't even remind her when you found out?

"Uh, that," Si Jingyu touched his head, and the cold immortal suddenly turned into a silly and rough man, "Qingzhu, don't you women all hope to be eighteen every year?"

Su Qingzhu hit him with a sanitary ball. "It's just talk. If I really look eighteen every year, wouldn't I be a freak? When my child's hair turns gray, I'll still look eighteen. Is that reasonable?"

"No way, it just means aging slower, right?" Si Jingyu was frightened by her words.

Although he often looks in the mirror, he doesn't look very carefully. As long as he is still handsome, it's fine. After all, his Qingzhu is most attracted by his looks.

He didn't think about it further because it was too unrealistic.

Su Qingzhu took out a few photos taken on the day they got their marriage certificate. "Ayu, it's been ten years, and I haven't changed at all."

Si Jingyu couldn't help but frown after hearing this.

He took the photos and asked Su Qingzhu to make the same expression. He found that she looked exactly like the photos and asked hurriedly, "Qingzhu, what about me? Haven't I changed either?"

"Nothing has changed." Su Qingzhu nodded, "You are exactly the same as you were ten years ago."

Both of them had serious expressions. Does not aging mean that they won’t die?

If he were immortal, wouldn't he become a monster?

Si Jingyu patted Su Qingzhu and said, "Don't scare yourself. What if it's just that you age slower? Let's wear masks first and wait a few years to see."

"This is the only way." Su Qingzhu sighed.

This topic comes to an end for now.

When this matter was mentioned again, Su Qingzhu was 40 years old, and he looked exactly the same as when he was 20, no, to be precise, he looked exactly the same as when he was 18.

Si Jingyu's appearance also stopped at the age of 20.

It is indeed a bit scary that two people who should be middle-aged still look like teenagers.

Si Jingyu quickly found the hand mask and skin that he had customized when he customized the mask before, disinfected them and gave one to Su Qingzhu.

Su Qingzhu: "..."

Have they actually fallen to the point of having to rely on masks and fake skin to survive?

But after looking at her young face and fair skin, she still put the fake skin on her hands.

After that, they both had to change their artificial skin every ten years until they were 80 years old.

On this day, 80-year-old Su Qingzhu asked 82-year-old Si Jingyu: "Old man, how should we die?"

When I first heard this, I thought it was an insult.

Si Jingyu thought for a moment and gave the answer, "Go to sea."

In a shipwreck, no one is found alive or dead, and no bodies are found. Maybe the children’s sadness will be lessened, because at least they have something to think about, right?

Just do it.

A week later, the news that a fishing boat with only two people aboard sank for no apparent reason covered the entire country of China.

Many people are confused about who these two are and why they have to announce the whole country when a shipwreck occurs.

They fell silent until they heard the identities of the two people.

One is a retired military instructor who has taught over one million students.

One is a general with great military achievements.

On the same day, the news from the island country was that an important item was lost in the National Museum, and the thief was asked to surrender to the police station, otherwise he would not be forgiven.

Su Qingzhu listened to the news from the island country, looked at the safe in the space containing the third crystal core, sneered, and threw a small explosive.

"boom!"

With the sound of the explosion, the basement of the island nation's National Museum was blown open, and more than 300 man-eating zombies poured out from it. They pounced on anyone they saw, bit them, and then swallowed them.

Brutal, cruel, and bloody.

The streets around the National Museum are like hell on earth.

Although the zombies were quickly eliminated and the incident was quickly suppressed, it has become known to the world.

After that, countries with conscience began a nationwide large-scale search of laboratories, gradually removing many minions of other countries and burning down those biochemical laboratories.

Later, Si Jingyu and Su Qingzhu stopped paying attention.

At this time, they were hiding in the dark, watching sadly as their three children, five grandchildren and two great-grandchildren held their funeral in grief.

After attending their own funerals, the two of them continued to serve the country while taking care of their children in the roles arranged in advance by Si Jingyu.

It was not until thirty years later, when their last child passed away, that a voice suddenly appeared in their minds.