After the holiday, they have to go back to work. They still close their eyes and fly planes, and open their eyes again to design drawings. They are affectionate during the holiday.

1984 was the 35th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In August, the Northwest Flight Base received an invitation to go to Tiananmen Square to watch the National Day military parade.

On October 1st, the military parade began with the troops lined up in an orderly and uniform formation.

The orderly footsteps landed loudly and the sound echoed in the parade ground. The soldiers had firm eyes and upright postures.

Armored vehicles loaded with missiles drove slowly by, fighter planes circled low, leaving long trails of colorful smoke, and white doves symbolizing peace flew into the sky.

Small red flags were waving in the audience seats, and Shi Qingruo's eyes followed the fighter planes.

Everyone's face was filled with pride and excitement.

A strong army, a stable world, a strong motherland, and a prosperous era are being realized one by one.

A stable country and a happy life are everyone's long-cherished wishes.

As fighter planes were updated, Shen Buci and Shi Qingruo kept up with the pace of advancement, designing fighter planes for the country and contributing to the national defense cause, from catching up to surpassing, until the twilight of their lives.

It was a difficult journey for the aircraft to be successfully put into service. The fighter jet was optimized and improved over and over again, and test flown over and over again. Some of the people who had been with us had dinner together not long ago were gone after one flight.

With heavy hearts put away, the colleagues did not dare to delay and continued to move forward.

Watching the movie stars, it is National Day again. Watching the fighter planes designed by them flying over Tiananmen Square on TV at home, Shi Qingruo's eyes were filled with tears.

At that time, her hair was already full of silver hair.

As if she had a premonition of something, she sorted out the latest design drawings she had completed with Shen Buci, put the pen on them, and went to the kitchen to find Shen Buci.

Shen Buci was pouring water for her. Seeing her coming to him, he handed her the water and asked gently, "Are you thirsty?"

She shook her head, sat on the sofa, took his hand, leaned on his stomach, closed her eyes, and sighed softly: "There are no regrets in this life..."

The last sound was so soft that it was hard to hear.

Shen Buci blinked slowly, put the cup on the ground, leaned over and kissed the top of her head.

While her body was still warm, she had already left.

He held her in his arms and sat quietly on the sofa for a while, then he got up and went to the study, saw that the table was tidy, and went back to hold her with peace of mind, closing his eyes, and the hand stroking her hair gradually stopped moving.

She has always been careful.

The two students received the message sent by Shi Qingruo and came to pick up the design drawings. When they saw the two old people hugging each other on the sofa, they thought they were asleep and wanted to wake them up and let them sleep in the room.

After calling them for a while but they didn't wake up, I realized that the two elders had passed away.

He called the relevant authorities to announce the sad news.

The Pearl of All Worlds extracted their souls and prepared to leave.

Fuxue's soul opened his eyes at this moment.

Time stood still, and countless lights lingered around her. Snowflakes floated around her, as bright as the moon.

"Venerable God Fuxue, you are awake!" Wanjiezhu happily flew to her side, and its body kept rolling. "Can we go back now?"

Intricate memories flooded into her mind in an instant. Fuxue was slightly stunned. She looked at Fufeng beside her, hooked her slender jade-like fingers around his hand, and interlocked their fingers with his. Warm light spread between their hands.

Fu Feng, who sensed her breath, wanted to open his eyes, but closed them again.

She hugged his waist, closed her eyes, and disappeared from this world with him.

"Hey?! Lord God, what about me?!" Wanjiezhu stared, his voice full of disbelief, "Don't you want me anymore?"

A snowflake flew from the direction they disappeared and swept away the Pearl of All Worlds.

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——(May our motherland prosper and pay tribute to every pillar of our country.)