Chapter 219 To be fortunate enough to ascend to heaven

Zhong Suisui's little head turned back and forth as the staff moved. When its gaze inadvertently swept over the direction of the monitor, it instantly met Lin Yan'an's eyes.

[Meow! Daddy!]

Its little eyes lit up instantly, and its little body instinctively stood up.

Just as she was about to dash over, Zhong Suisui, mindful of Mr. Du beneath her, ultimately squatted down on his shoulder again, gazing longingly at Lin Yan'an.

Du Qian noticed its movement, turned his head to look at its pleading little face, and then followed its gaze to Lin Yan'an opposite him. The eyes of the human and the ghost instantly met.

Du Qian smiled and nodded slightly, then said to Zhong Suisui on his shoulder, "Go ahead, it's alright, I can just observe from here."

【But……】

Zhong Suisui's little ears twitched twice, and she wagged her tail, replying, "Mommy said I can't leave you."

[Mr. Du, your energy has been unstable since this morning. You were only able to come and check on me thanks to Sui Sui's energy; otherwise, you would have had to rest in the shop!]

[Mom told you, Sui Sui, to take good care of you and not to run around!]

Upon hearing this, a hint of warmth flashed in Du Qian's eyes, and he calmly replied, "Madam Lin is at ease. I haven't sensed anything unusual yet. You might as well go and talk to your father. I'll wait for your return here."

Zhong Suisui was momentarily conflicted. It was a rare occasion for her to come all this way. She nervously nudged Du Qian's shoulder with her little paw, looked in Lin Yan'an's direction, and hesitated, looking very conflicted.

At this moment, Lin Yan'an had finished arranging his own affairs and walked over quickly.

Du Qian's phantom was hidden in the corner. If he hadn't looked closely, if he couldn't see ghosts, he really wouldn't have noticed it.

Although the core members of the production team were aware of Mr. Du's existence, Lin Yan'an still didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble with so many people around.

He looked around, then quickly walked behind a pillar before smiling and greeting the two "people" in front of him: "Mr. Du, Sui Sui."

After saying that, he looked at Du Qian's fainter figure, which was even more distant than when they last met, and asked with concern, "Mr. Du, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?"

Du Qian smiled and replied calmly, "Thank you for your concern, young friend Lin. I am well."

【dad! 】

Upon seeing Lin Yan'an, Zhong Suisui became even more excited. [Daddy, did you miss Suisui? Suisui missed Daddy so much!]

Lin Yan'an smiled and patted its little head: "I've thought about it."

I felt a mix of joy and helplessness.

He's only been gone for a day, does he really think that way?

Well, he does miss Zhong Wan a little, though.

Zhong Suisui, unaware of his thoughts, nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this. Then, her gaze shifted to the surroundings, and she began chattering excitedly, "Daddy, this place is so big and beautiful! Their clothes are so pretty!"

[Sui Sui just took Mr. Du for a flight; the view from the sky was even more spectacular!]

Lin Yan'an looked at its smug little face and couldn't help but chuckle. He imagined the scene of Du Qian, the scholar who had lived for thousands of years, being carried to the heavens by a cat, and couldn't help but smile.

He looked at Du Qian and said with a hint of apology, "Mr. Du, Sui Sui is naughty and has caused you trouble."

Du Qian shook his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and his eyes showed a hint of novelty and emotion: "It's alright, young friend Lin, looking down at this view, it is indeed... quite magnificent."

"A thousand years later, if I am fortunate enough to ascend to heaven and witness this glorious era reborn, I, Du..."

Du Qian paused here, then shook his head with a smile: "I am very excited."

His gaze fell upon the familiar palace, upon the busy crowd dressed in familiar attire. His eyes held a complex mix of emotions: reminiscence, awe, and a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of comfort.

The era he documented is living on in a different way.

The belief I held dear is about to bear fruit.

He had no regrets in his life.

However, looking at the many women present, and seeing them working as busily as men, I felt a sense of unease.

For a moment, Du Qian was genuinely puzzled.

Since waking up in this way, he has not seen many women. Apart from Zhong Wan, he has only seen Pei Xingyao and that skilled lady.

He never imagined that women would be able to work in this later era.

Du Qian finally couldn't suppress his surprise and confusion. His illusory figure moved slightly, and he turned to look at Lin Yan'an, asking in bewilderment, "Young friend Lin, please forgive my abruptness... Judging from the scene here, can women also handle affairs outside and show their faces in public like men?"

Lin Yan'an was not surprised to hear this. He was well aware of the gap between the times and had also studied Du Qian's dynasty in depth. So he patiently looked at Du Qian and explained: "Mr. Du, in this day and age, women and men are the same. They are all independent individuals. Women have the same rights as men to study, to work, and to pursue their own ideals and values. They are not limited to relying on their fathers, brothers, or husbands, nor are they confined to the backyard."

He raised his hand and pointed to the set, pointing to the people present and giving an example: "Look at that girl who is adjusting the lights, she is the lighting technician, responsible for creating the light and shadow atmosphere of the scene."

"The person standing next to Director Li is the assistant director, who helps Director Li complete the creative process, and can even complete these tasks independently."

"And then there are the actresses who use their talent and hard work to create characters and convey emotions. This has nothing to do with gender, but only with their professional abilities."

"And it's not just them; there are many outstanding female workers in all walks of life in this era."

Du Qian looked in the direction Lin Yan'an pointed, his gaze sweeping over one composed woman after another. His eyes showed a hint of realization, but even more so, a sense of awe.

Lin Yan paused for a moment, his tone becoming much gentler, his voice filled with obvious pride: "And Wanwan, as you know, she has her own shop, and also... well, her own unique abilities and pursuits."

"She can communicate with the yin and yang with her paintbrush and soothe obsessions. This is something that even many men cannot imagine and find difficult to accomplish, but Wanwan persisted and did it very well. You are not the first obsession that she has painted, nor will you be the last."

"Although Wanwan and I are husband and wife, she is not my appendage, but a partner who walks alongside me and supports me."

“We respect each other, but we are also independent of each other. In fact, more often than not, I feel that I need to look up to her.”

Lin Yan'an's voice was completely genuine, and when she mentioned Zhong Wan, her words were full of pride and love.