Decades later.
Jingcheng Guoxin Nursing Home is a family nursing home funded and constructed by government departments.
Lu Mingfei knocked lightly on the door of the room on the first floor, turned the handle and walked in.
Inside is a bright and spacious living room. In the living room, a gray-haired old man is sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed.
On her knees was a book she was reading. She seemed a little tired from reading and was resting with her eyes closed.
There was also a girl in her twenties wiping tables and chairs in the room.
When she heard the door open, the girl stopped what she was doing and looked up.
When he saw Lu Mingfei, his expression was obviously stunned, and he asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"
After saying that, the girl looked at Lu Mingfei carefully.
He wears a black fitted suit and a light-colored tie. The hair on his forehead is not very long, just right. His eyes are very gentle, but under the gentle eyes, there seems to be a kind of tranquility flowing through the years, which adds to the A sense of charm that arouses curiosity.
She had seen many young people in the Central Propaganda Department, but none of them felt like the person in front of her.
Lu Mingfei glanced at the girl, then his eyes fell on the old man in the wheelchair, and said harmoniously, "I'm looking for Chen Wenwen."
The girl looked sideways.
This young man's voice is particularly pleasant.
But, my mother has been staying here, how did she know this young man?
"Mom." The girl called softly to the old man.
The old man slowly opened his eyes.
Her once beautiful hair has turned gray, and her young face and skin have also shown signs of aging.
"You're here." Her voice was very soft, very small, and very plain, as if she had known her for many, many years.
"Well, let's see you." Lu Mingfei squatted down beside her and asked, "Are you okay?"
The old man just smiled.
"Mom, who is she?" The girl walked over and asked curiously.
"Your uncle." The old man looked at Lu Mingfei's still young face, and time seemed to have lost its effect on this young man.
She raised her hand tremblingly, looking a little laborious.
Seeing this, Lu Mingfei took the old man's old hand and gently placed it on his face, "Although you are right, why does it sound so strange to me?"
"That's right, I should call you grandpa." The old man said, a little playfully. There was a smile in the corner of her eyes, looking very happy.
"What!" The girl looked at her mother helplessly.
But it's true that she hasn't seen her mother so happy in a long time.
"My daughter, Chen Nuowei." The old man said to Lu Mingfei.
Chen Nuowei, her adopted child.
The old man said, looking towards the yard outside.
The setting sun sheds its last rays, making the dusk pleasant.
"Where is Xiaoqiang?" the old man asked, and then said, "I will always forget you, I am not as good as her."
She always easily forgets this young man, but Su Xiaoqiang always remembers him.
"Didn't you remember it in the end?" Lu Mingfei said softly.
If it weren't for Su Xiaoqiang, he might have completely become a confused monster, wandering in that dark world.
Even if Xia Mi uses himself as a key to close the channel for the Kingdom of Death to enter reality, so that the twisted World Tree cannot invade reality again, it also prevents most of the authority recovered from the World Tree from entering the Kingdom of Death. They are blocked and unable to It was completely absorbed by the World Tree, and finally scattered back into reality, and part of it was absorbed by Lu Mingfei.
Su Xiaoqiang called her over and over again, shouted his name over and over again, kept whispering thoughts in his ears, and even used the last drop of blood to feed her, only to wake up the other side of herself that had fallen into madness and the world of consciousness. He who fights for authority.
After taking back its authority, the changes and influence caused by World Tree to the world were naturally corrected.
The world is back on track.
For many people and even mixed race people, there is no impact at all.
They are more of an afterthought.
After waking up, he saw Su Xiaoqiang on the verge of death, so Lu Mingfei transformed her bloodline.
Su Xiaoqiang, who had just transformed her bloodline, needed to recover quietly.
Lu Mingfei took her away from the Nibelungen, and then woke up Ella, Hui Liyi and the others one by one.
Creatures like dragons are difficult to kill as long as their heart, spine, and brain are still there.
Even if they have no signs of life, they are still alive, but they have fallen into a deep sleep of self-protection.
If you want to completely kill a dragon, then completely destroy its three sources of life.
However, after waking up, they were all more or less injured and could not return to their previous status in a short time.
But relative to the short lifespan of humans, they have enough time to recover.
When the old man heard this, he smiled.
She gently touched Lu Mingfei's face, feeling the warmth on his face, and suddenly said, "I kind of want to watch the sunset."
"I go with you?"
"Um."
"Is this our first date?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Calculate."
Lu Mingfei pushed the old man into the yard. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two of them very long, and the sound of turning pages occasionally came from the wind.
Lu Mingfei was sitting next to the wheelchair, with the old man's head gently leaning against him, looking at the afterglow of dusk, with the afterglow of the setting sun reflected in his eyes.
So beautiful, she thought to herself, holding Lu Mingfei's hand, with a smile in her eyes, and slowly closed her eyes, like a sleeping child.
We were all naive when we were young.
None of us have to say sorry.
Chen Wenwen's funeral was very simple, but there were still many people attending the funeral.
Before she retired, she was a leader of the Central Propaganda Department and was highly respected. Even if the funeral was low-key, many people would go out of their way to see her off.
At the end of the funeral, Chen Nuowei saw the young man named Lu Mingfei again.
He was still wearing a black suit, but this time there was a white rose in the suit pocket.
He came with the girl beside him.
The girl looked like she was of mixed Chinese and Portuguese descent, with light golden curly hair and a white rose.
Chen Nuowei felt that the girl looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.
She suddenly became curious about these two people.
The people who came to the funeral were all seniors or middle-aged people. There were really no young people like Lu Mingfei.
What is their relationship with their mother?
Chen Nuowei didn't get an answer.
The young man named Lu Mingfei took out the white rose and put it down gently. He paused for a moment with the girl next to him, then turned and left.
"Chen Wenwen is gone." Su Xiaoqiang whispered, and Lu Mingfei felt a little sad in her voice.
"Yes." Lu Mingfei responded, holding her hand, "I'm still here."
When the two of them passed by a coffee shop, someone suddenly called out, "Two friends, our store is newly opened. Do you want to try it? It's free. It will make you feel good."
Lu Mingfei looked up and saw a man enthusiastically inviting him and Su Xiaoqiang. Behind the man stood a girl. The girl looked a little reserved when she looked at him, as if she was worried about something.
Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on the name of the store and he raised his eyebrows.
Xiaoyao Cafe?
Seems like I've seen it somewhere.
