But strangely...

No matter what difficulties they faced, they could not stop Lingyun's rise.

In the blink of an eye.

Lingyun is already fifty years old.

As her daughter Ling Chu grew up, she blossomed into a graceful young woman.

Although Xu Yuchen was well protected by Ling Yun, fine wrinkles still crept onto her pretty face.

As for Lingyun's parents, they have naturally grown even older.

but.

I don't know if it's because of good skincare or some other reason...

Ling Jianguo and Li Xiuqin were in good spirits, and even their hair was still jet black, without a single gray strand.

In contrast.

Ling Yun's appearance remained unchanged, just like that summer more than twenty years ago...

......

Time flies.

More than twenty years have passed.

Ling Jianguo and Li Xiuqin both celebrated their 100th birthdays.

This day.

Ling Yun and Xu Yuchen, both over seventy years old, each pushed Ling Jianguo and Li Xiuqin in their pushcarts as they walked to their doorstep, basking in the warm winter sun.

Ling Jianguo looked at the distant mountains, his cloudy eyes shifting slightly, and suddenly he had some strength in them, and spoke.

"Xiuqin!"

"How come a lifetime goes by so fast?"

"I haven't lived enough yet..."

Li Xiuqin reached out and gently grasped Ling Jianguo's hand, whispering.

"Old man."

"Life is but a fleeting hundred years."

"Our lives have already been worthwhile..."

As they were talking.

Ling Jianguo and Li Xiuqin turned slightly to look at Ling Yun and Xu Yuchen behind them, their dim eyes flashing with reluctance and relief.

then.

The two elderly people looked at each other, then slowly closed their eyes in the warm winter sun, as if they had fallen asleep...

"dad!"

"mom!"