She spoke softly: "Do you still remember how, after you came of age, I was overjoyed and wanted to take you home?"
As a result, my father interfered and refused to let me take you home no matter what.
At that time, you were all I could think about, and my mind was filled with thoughts of spending the days with you. I longed to be with you day and night.
But he just wouldn't budge, listing a bunch of reasons, saying things like our social standing is different and the wedding date is incompatible, which annoyed me.
During those days, I couldn't sleep at night, tossing and turning, afraid that I would really miss you.
Thinking about this makes me feel wronged. So, I'm not going to give in to him so easily; I have to get my revenge on him in the game of chess.
Qin Qianlu gazed quietly at Su Jinyun in her arms. The sunlight outlined her beautiful features, making the love in her eyes burn even hotter.
Her heart was filled with happiness, love surged within her like a tide, and a burning passion instantly welled up inside her.
She leaned slightly forward, her movements as gentle as a spring breeze brushing against flower petals, yet carrying an undeniable firmness.
She slowly lowered her head, and with endless affection, gently kissed Su Jinyun's delicate lips, as if expressing the deep longing in her heart.
Her kiss was initially as light as a feather, carrying a gentle tenderness, and then gradually deepened, as if she wanted to convey her love to the other person without reservation.
Su Jinyun unconsciously closed her eyes, immersing herself in this sweet moment.
After a long while, Qin Qianlu leaned back slightly, their noses lightly touching, their breaths mingling together.
Qin Qianluo smiled gently, her eyes sparkling, and said softly, "Okay, whatever you say, my Jinyun."
Whether it's playing chess with Daddy, or any of your future thoughts, I'll be there for you.
Su Jinyun felt Qin Qianluo's tenderness, and the love in her heart spread like a vine growing vigorously in spring, filling every inch of her heart with sweetness.
She instinctively tightened her arms, holding Qin Qianluo's lowered head tightly, and deepened the kiss.
In an instant, the whole room seemed to be enveloped in a dreamy filter, filled with sweet pink bubbles, and even the air became sweet.
A rich and loving atmosphere permeates every inch of the space, creating a tranquil and beautiful ambiance.
In their world, at this moment, only each other's heartbeats and warm breaths tell of their endless longing.
Time seemed to stand still, each second stretched out by love, becoming an eternal beauty.
Time flies, and over the years, Qin Shouzhen's health has deteriorated. The merciless sculptor of time has left deep and shallow marks on him.
As bodily functions gradually decline, the former robustness is gone, and even memory is not as good as before. One often forgets things, things that were just done or things that were just said.
He sometimes loses his way on roads he used to know well, and he often can't remember where he put things in his house.
Sometimes, he would sit blankly in the yard, his eyes full of confusion. Even when his most beloved grandchildren came to his side, he would be stunned for a while before he could react.
Surprisingly, whenever he faced Su Jinyun, he seemed to be injected with a magical vitality, and his whole body would become energetic.
The two got together and began a fierce "confrontation".
Whether discussing current affairs in the imperial court or exchanging chess skills, Qin Shouzheng is quick-witted, sharp-tongued, and logically clear.
She showed no signs of sluggishness typical of the elderly, engaging in a lively and witty exchange with Su Jinyun, proving herself to be just as capable.
When discussing the new policies, he could cite classical texts and analyze their advantages and disadvantages in a very logical and eloquent manner.
On the chessboard, he made decisive moves, each step concealing a hidden strategy, attempting to defeat Su Jinyun in the game.
Su Jinyun appears to be arguing and competing with Qin Shouzhen, but in reality, she is using this special method to stimulate Qin Shouzhen's brain and slow down his aging.
She was well aware of the old man's health condition, so she cherished every opportunity to spend time with him.
In her spare time, she would pull Qin Shouzhen to sit at the stone table in the courtyard, set up a chessboard, and the black and white pieces would crisscross on the board.
Every move was accompanied by laughter and lively discussion between the two.
Or in the afternoon, the two would sit in rocking chairs, brew a pot of hot tea, chat about everyday things, and reminisce about interesting things from the past, keeping Qin Shouzhen's mind constantly active.
She would deliberately bring up controversial topics to provoke Qin Shouzhen into arguing his point. Seeing the light rekindled in the old man's eyes, she felt gratified.
Qin Qianluo saw all of this and was filled with gratitude towards Su Jinyun.
She knew that if it weren't for Su Jinyun's efforts, her father might have sunk deeper and deeper into the abyss of oblivion.
Su Jinyun's companionship and efforts bought her precious time, allowing her to focus wholeheartedly on researching medicine and trying to slow down her father's aging.
Whenever she thought of these things, Qin Qianluo secretly rejoiced that Su Jinyun was there; otherwise, she would have been at a loss and not know what to do in the face of her father's condition.
She knew that this precious affection was not just a result of Su Jinyun's love for her.
It is more than just a sentiment; it is a heartfelt care and responsibility. She will always remember this kindness.
Night falls like a vast and heavy black silk, slowly unfurled by an invisible hand, quietly concealing the hustle and bustle of the day.
The coolness, like a wisp of mist, spread silently with the night, gently enveloping the entire world and immersing everything in tranquility.
Inside, the candlelight flickered gently in the breeze, casting dim, yellowish light that swayed softly across the walls, as if whispering a tender sentiment unique to this moment.
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