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After many twists and turns, Meng Jiao never expected that Tian Dingguo would once again fall in love with the short-haired little zombie.

The little zombie has long hair but he still likes this style.

In short, in their own words, they haven't tried it.

But life is short, why not give it a try?

So the two of them tried it for most of their lives.

As for Li Qing and Ruan Zhicai, they both found the girls they worked with after order was restored.

The first babies of both families were girls, which made Shang Su, who got married right after Meng Jiao and her family, very jealous.

And Wang Yang, surprisingly, was the only one among them who applied to be transferred to study farming.

He got married when he was over 40, and he is a well-known henpecked husband.

According to him, he was wavering between feeling cowardly and angry every day.

Then I made up my mind and chose to...get angry...

At first, as the city was built, these brothers were still around.

But gradually, due to work arrangements or the children's schooling, we brothers rarely get together.

After seeing off Ruan Zhicai's family who were going to live in another city to follow their son to school, Qi Chuan drove back to Shuguang with Meng Jiao.

"Wife, are you still mad at me?"

Meng Jiao leaned against the car window and stared out. It would be a lie to say that she was not angry at all, because he always wanted to monopolize her, which made her feel that it was unfair to the child.

But for some reason, she had a vague suspicion in her heart that she didn't want to think about. If it was true...

Shaking her head to clear her mind, Meng Jiao turned to look at Qi Chuan, who was dressed exquisitely, and wrinkled her nose slightly.

"What's the point of getting angry? No matter how many times I tell you, you won't change. You're not even as sensible as Dabao, a child."

Hearing this, Qi Chuan smiled and confessed his guilt.

The hand on the steering wheel had distinct joints and was slightly bent, while the other hand quietly hooked Meng Jiao's fingers during the interval between traffic lights.

A feather-gentle kiss lightly touched the back of her hand. Meng Jiao couldn't help but tilt her head to glare at him, but she didn't pull her hand out of his palm.

Just like that, year after year, Qi Chuan protected her like the apple of his eye.

Whether they were outside or alone at home, his eyes would always follow her.

In the words of the children, they have never seen a father like Qi Chuan who is afraid of embarrassing his wife even when going to the toilet outside.

Meng Jiao has also gotten used to it, eating, bathing, cutting hair and matching clothes.

Since he likes to spoil her, she will do as he pleases.

The two of them were traveling together and doing tasks. She was the one who went shopping and eating, and looked for the toilet when she got to the place.

Qi Chuan was the one who made the strategy all night long, and after that he had to prepare a rope to tie her to himself.

All year round, Meng Jiao would be bullied by him except in bed. At other times, Qi Chuan, her husband, was more like a super-capable butler who took care of everything.

Sometimes Meng Jiao would laugh and scold him, asking if he wanted to raise her into a child who needed to rely on him for everything, and Qi Chuan would always reply with a smile, "I wish."

The true feelings hidden behind the joke are tacitly understood by both parties.

Just after his 60th birthday, Qi Chuan took Meng Jiao away from the eastern coast where they had lived for most of their lives and embarked on a so-called self-driving tour.

There are countless sceneries and prosperity.

His eyes could only accommodate her smile.

On her head was the flower he had pinned for her, in her hand was the lotus he had picked while boating with her.

In his ears was the folk song that he had learned to express his love for a long time.

At his feet is the love lock that he locked with his own hands at the holy lake in the snow-capped mountains.

After extinguishing the vibrating phone in her arms, Meng Jiao clearly felt the heart-breaking coldness coming from her neck.

She turned around and wiped away his big tears, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes rose as she smiled.

Seeing this, Qi Chuan responded with a smile that was uglier than crying, and raised his hand to block the words of comfort she was about to say.

"It's okay, baby, no need to tell me, I understand."

The solid heart suddenly broke into pieces, Meng Jiao's breathing became rapid, and the tears could no longer be held back, blurring her vision.

She took his hand away tremblingly, her voice already choked with sobs.

"So, when did you foresee that I would leave one day, and why?"

Why do you choose to be with me even though you know we’re going to be separated?

Why won't you stop me from helping this world rebuild?

Why do you allow me to invade every aspect of your life?

Why would you let me go even if it means suffering?

There were too many things piling up in my heart like sharp blades piercing my heart, but how could Meng Jiao ask?

The man in front of her is almost offering his soul to her, how stupid.

Qi Chuan's old face and handsome bones were still there. He hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, leaned over and kissed her gently.

"Don't cry, dear. I've gotten used to it after more than 40 years. Be good, don't be sad."

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Mature purple fir trees spread all along the route, and the golden liquid along the route nourished the mountains, rivers, and trees, making them full of vitality.

Wisps of golden light leaked out, seeped into the seabed and were entangled by a dark red tentacle.

The world consciousness sipped tea and looked at Meng Jiao who had arrived late, with a tone of resentment that he himself did not realize.

"Hey, have you finished coaxing your man?"

Hearing this, Meng Jiao turned her head without giving him any expression, and silently looked at the man standing in the submarine and smiling at her.

Between them, she was never the one who played the role of coaxing.

He has always been reluctant to see her suffer any injustice, and even now that he knows they are going to separate, he just smiles and says that he will not come again on the day she leaves.

She turned around with a determined heart, and the moment she stepped into the cave, she couldn't help but turn back and waved at him, stammering.

Qi Chuan tried hard to maintain his smile, waiting for the younger generation of the Lu family to leave one after another.

Everything was calm as if nothing had happened. Only Qi Chuan, who could distinguish her words "I love you", knew clearly that

He's broken...

The monitoring system in the monitoring room was instantly destroyed by the electric current, and not a single light could be seen in the pitch-black deep sea.

Qi Chuan fell weakly against the glass window, his eyes empty, like stagnant water.

When she heard the question he asked her at the birthday party that day, her heart was broken.

"Will you stay with me forever?"

She said, "I think..."

Yes, wanting and being able are two different concepts.

He knew it, and she knew it...

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At the age of 25, the whole country has completely returned to normal.

At that time, I began to inexplicably see strands of golden light wrapped around her body.

At first I thought it was just her special ability, but gradually, because of the number of strange beasts she killed, I understood that it seemed to be the so-called golden light of luck.

I didn't take it seriously, but for some reason, night after night, I dreamed of her moving away from me.

In the dream, her eyes were red, but not the blood red they were when she was a zombie.

Instead, it is as clear as glass, mixed with the red of golden stars.

I once thought it was just my fantasy.

Until fate, as if taking pity on his stupidity, once again told him all the possible visions that might happen through a predictive dream.

But even if everything was verified, even if he already clearly understood their future,

But what can he do?

Keep her, or let her go.

He found sadly that he couldn't do any of them...

So he began to dress himself up nicely every day.

Because they are not sure when it will be the last time they see each other.

I also started using the most primitive DV to record images, because I was afraid that one day she would leave and the memories in the cloud would be erased.

The space is filled with CD cards and photos. Although primitive, they are the last bit of security and stubbornness he has left for himself.

I never thought I could have a child with her.

He cherished it, but couldn't help feeling jealous.

In his limited life, even if the children would hate him in the future, he wanted to keep her in his arms as long as possible.

There are so many things,

These are all memories that he wants to treasure even if it hurts.

He and she won't even have a goodbye...

In the cave, Meng Jiao ruthlessly harvested the lives of the strange beasts. Although she felt heartbroken for a moment, she could only be grateful that he fulfilled her wish.

She knew that if she didn't take away the luck in this way now, then when this world was officially incorporated into the Three Thousand Worlds, the world consciousness would no longer be able to arbitrarily decide whether the luck stayed or went.

She has come all the way to where she is today, and she cannot and will not turn back!

On the day when her luck was completely absorbed, heavy snow fell on the eastern coast.

Meng Jiao followed the guidance of the world consciousness and floated to the surface, looking around subconsciously.

Seeing this, the incarnation of the world consciousness at the side propped up the world gate and urged quietly,

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and leave. Your kids have already arranged your funeral.

Besides, didn’t he say he wouldn’t come? If he doesn’t leave, I’ll close the shop.”

Meng Jiao glanced at a reef in the leeward area and tiptoed away without saying anything else.

When she disappeared into the sky, Qi Chuan, who was standing behind the reef, raised his head and let the snowflakes fall into his eyes.

"Oh my god, I was just kidding, how could I not come..."