Tianshidai 61 years.
She gradually lost her energy and began to sleep all day long.
Sometimes, he called her several times, but there was no response. Only by feeling her pulse could he know that she was still there.
As the sun set, he looked at the peach blossoms all over the mountain, often sitting there for a whole day. Because she was always asleep, his time began to go by infinitely faster. Only when Xiao Kai came back could he realize how much time had passed.
Xiao Kai came in a dusty state. Now, he is a handsome young man in his twenties and a well-known trader: "Father, has she been sleeping too long recently? I saw Grandma Jiang in the city is also like this. She used to sit outside the cloth shop, but now she can only lie on the bed..."
"Xiao Kai." Su Ming'an said calmly, "You don't have to call me father. I just sponsored you. Don't run back and forth anymore. Just live your own life."
"You raised me, how can I forget my roots..."
"Just live a good life." Su Mingan said lightly.
Xiao Kai pursed his lips, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then he said, "...Or, I'll take you away. I bought a piece of land, which is close to the inland and is safer."
"good."
Xiao Kai's face suddenly showed a fresh joy, and he turned and ran into the car: "Then I will prepare it immediately, and I will drive to pick you up in a few days!"
At this time, a cough was heard from inside the room, and Su Mingan came in. The white-haired man leaned against the head of the bed, his wrinkles filled with the quiet time, his hands gently resting on the quilt: "Xiao Kai gave him a peach blossom cake that he made himself before, and he has always admired you. If you drive him away now, he will be sad."
Su Mingan was sitting by the window and suddenly said, "The way you reminisce about the past really does look like my grandma."
She smiled faintly: "You once said that I am not old, but just the experience of the immortal species... Su Lin is also in his eighties, does he look like a grandfather?"
Su Mingan pondered for a moment and slowly spoke:
"picture."
Yueyue didn't smile, but stared out the window in a daze.
"Ming'an." she said suddenly.
Su Mingan walked over and sat next to her.
"In the eyes of the world, this kind of scene of slowly growing old... probably only a couple can do it. Including in Xiaokai's eyes, he may also think that we are a couple." Yueyue said.
"It could also be mother and son." Su Mingan told a cold joke.
“But I know…” Yueyue didn’t respond. She touched the yellowed comic book on the bedside table, the pages of which had already been turned: “Your feelings for us… cannot be simply summarized in any words. If it were Lu Shu, or Nuoer… if they grew old here, you would accompany them just the same.”
"You're starting to like preaching." Su Ming'an whispered, "Is it the influence of the body?"
"Next time I come to see you, I will be young again."
"……good."
…
A few days later, she lost her hearing.
Su Mingan used the mechanical technology of the Ninth World to make her a hearing aid.
"Next time I come to see you, it will probably be in a brand new era. This era is the Age of Navigation, what will the next era be?" Yueyue whispered, her white hair sweeping across his arm.
"It seems to be a time that is leaning towards the Eastern style."
"Then I want to be a female knight. In this life, I blow the cold wind on the sea every day. In the next life, I want to live a more stable life and enjoy the prosperity of Kyoto. I also want to learn weaving. I haven't touched a sewing machine yet..."
"As you say."
"If it works...if this kind of vacation is feasible...definitely..."
Her voice became smaller and smaller, her eyelids drooped, and she fell asleep while talking.
Su Mingan pushed her back to the room and glanced at the artillery fire in the distance. They had not left this peach blossom forest for a long time, because her days... were probably just a few days away.
…
A few days later, she lost her sight.
If Su Mingan walked a little further away, she would call his name and ask him where he had been, like a child who was afraid of losing his toy.
Her world had fallen into darkness, and her ears were filled with silence. If he wasn't there, she really wouldn't be able to touch anything.
"Where are you? Ming'an, where are you?" she shouted several times.
"...I'm here." Su Mingan walked over immediately.
"Sing for me, or I'll fall asleep again." She clenched her hands in the air a few times, as if looking for the direction of Su Mingan, until he grabbed her panicked hand.
She began to fear sleep. Her shallow breathing made her feel that if she fell asleep, she might never wake up again.
"...Okay." Su Ming'an thought for a moment, looked at her white eyes, and spoke softly:
"The fairy tale book under the pillow,
Happiness that is privately collected,
As a teenager, I want to express my feelings..."
She listened in a daze, tears falling from her eyes.
To her... this should be a song she listened to a hundred years ago.
…
After a few more days, she became very lazy and stopped even playing games. She sat in a wheelchair all day, motionless, letting the peach blossoms fall all over her shoulders.
"What do you want to eat?" Su Ming'an picked up a pot of tea. Yueyue used to like to do this kind of thing, and now it was his turn.
"I don't want to eat anything...anything..." Her voice became increasingly low.
He seemed to say something again, but she really couldn't hear it.
The body is no longer flexible and I feel tired after walking a few steps.
Thinking will also begin to slow down, and you may even no longer remember the people around you.
These were the words he once used to describe old people, but now he used them all on her.
He remembered what she had said decades ago.
——If one day, you really leave me, and you can no longer find me in the endless world...then, please remember that the person named Yueyue has already found happiness.
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