After that, An Ke'er gained a calmer demeanor, a result of the peaceful years that came after avenging her deep-seated hatred.
Linghu Lan was finally free of worries. Lin Changhe had already passed away. Before he died, although he was concerned about Linghu Lan's unmarried status, Linghu Lan whispered a few words in his ear. He sighed silently, knowing that he could not force it, and then peacefully closed his eyes.
Love is something that cannot be compromised; those feelings that were once compromised will eventually have their patience worn away by the passage of time.
She inherited half of Lin Changhe's fortune. Without Wei Tang's company, she lost interest in business and simply handed it over to Lin Yuan to manage. She devoted all her energy to painting. Perhaps because she painted so much, her painting skills improved, and her paintings of Wei Tang were lifelike and had their own unique charm. Every world's Wei Tang had their own portrait, including Lu Li's.
Sometimes Anker and Jino would bring their two little pink bunnies to visit her, and the two little ones would always ask curiously, "Who's that hanging on the wall?"
“…” An Ke’er was unsure, after all, every man is different.
Jinuo looked at her and felt a strange sense of emotion; she was a very sentimental person. He whispered to the two children, "That's your maternal grandfather."
The two little girls seemed to understand but not quite, yet each had their own favorite painting and begged Linghu Lan to give it to them.
Linghu Lan smiled and agreed. As she left, the two little girls each held one, grinning and showing off to each other, "Mine is the prettiest!"
"Mine is beautiful, yours is ugly!"
"You're ugly."
"You're ugly."
...
Linghu Lan lived like a middle-aged woman in this world, and gradually grew into an old lady.
The body of a superhuman is enhanced, allowing them to live a long time, but eventually their lifespan will end. She is not afraid of death, but only afraid of not seeing Vitang when she dies. Finally, when her lifespan is about to end, she drinks the Life-Extending Eight Pills without hesitation, and then slowly waits for Vitang and Death to reflect a golden luster.
A loud "bang!" was heard as a heavy object fell to the ground.
Linghu Lan slowly turned her head around.
A young man cried out in pain as he got up from the ground. He glanced at Linghu Lan, his gaze lingering for a moment before he asked, "Linghu Lan?"
He called her Linghu Lan?
Didn't they call her Lin Que?
Her Vitang is back!
Linghu Lan couldn't help but laugh out loud, nodding and shedding tears. Every movement was so flustered, as if she didn't know which action to take.
A wave of immense sorrow washed over her; she was once a young woman, but now her hair had turned white.
They missed the time they should have spent together.
Lu Li silently walked over, knelt at her feet, and buried his head in her lap.
"Forgive me for being late!"
He fought his way through one apocalypse after another, restoring order and justice until the zombies were gone and peace was restored, only then could he leave that world.
Before he met her, he was unrelated to those post-apocalyptic worlds. He wandered from one post-apocalyptic world to another, and could easily leave if he didn't like it. It wasn't until he met her that he realized he had no reason to back down anymore.
It took him decades to complete all the post-apocalyptic worlds before he could choose to freely land in this world.
He had thought that she would grow old or die.
But he never considered that he didn't love her.
She was both the reason for his weakness and the driving force behind his strength.
When they met Wei Tang, Linghu Lan shook off her years of gloom. The two of them often talked about the things that happened in different worlds, those joys and sorrows, as if it were yesterday.
To outsiders, their love story seemed unbelievable, since one was a handsome young man who could charm the masses, and the other was an elderly woman with white hair who was about to be buried. It all looked like a publicity stunt or a scam.
Zino, the only one who knows the truth, understands that this is what love is really like.
Not long after Lu Li arrived, Linghu Lan passed away peacefully.
Lu Li drank the 'medicine' that had been prepared beforehand and lay quietly beside her. Before he died, he heard the system's voice in his mind indicating that it was unbinding him.
Finally, I'm free.
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