An Jing stepped into her sixties, and her health was declining day by day.
Feeling like she was about to die, An Jing explained her afterlife plans in advance, making An Baobei, Su Mo, and others cry their hearts out.
When An Jing was sixty-seven, her body finally couldn't hold on anymore, and she sweetly passed away in Su Changyi's arms.
As soon as An Jing passed away, Su Changyi immediately stopped breathing, his eyes closed, never to open again.
In the modern world, Su Changyi's eyes never opened again, but over in Tianyun, the always comatose Su Changyi opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar room, he sat up abruptly. Seeing his wife lying beside him, he quickly reached over to check her breath, and upon finding she was still breathing, he was instantly filled with joy of regaining something he had lost.
"Jing Er. Jing Er." He called softly to the person who hadn't woken up yet. He wasn't sure if she, like him, had also traveled back.
