Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

To Da'an:

Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy! ! !

Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy Daddy!!!

Surprised? Unexpected? Are you feeling a bit confused right now?

Being confused is perfectly normal, because I'm confused too. (P.S.: This is a chibi version of a character making a funny face, followed by a series of mischievous and provocative versions; please use your imagination.)

……

First came ten "Dad," then ten "Papa."

Then, ten cute chibi-style characters, whose mischievousness escalated to provocation, suddenly appeared in his face.

Mu An's slightly melancholy mood vanished instantly, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

That really does sound like something this little guy would do.

Sticking out tongue, making faces, jumping around... and tapping someone's head?

Ok?

Why does this little figure that was hit look so much like me?

One, two, three, so many bumps on their heads, how many times were they hit?

This little guy!

The already melancholy was completely forgotten under this series of stimuli, replaced by rather "dangerous" bad intentions.

Looking at the chibi-style little girl in the letter who jumped up and knocked her head, Mu An silently made a decision in her heart.

When he sees Mu Ling'er again, he will definitely turn all the pictures she drew into reality.

A reality in reverse.

Oh no, not when we first meet. We have to wait until Mu Ling'er is a little older, so we don't knock her head silly.

Speaking of which, should we learn from Xiaohe and find a stick or something?

The little guy is so cute, he'll cry for a long time if I give him a good beating, right?

The thoughts in his mind grew increasingly dangerous, yet his gaze did not cease on the letter.

As ten comic-book-style figures came into Mu An's view one after another, the style of the entire letter changed accordingly.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding anymore. Da'an, someone with your blockhead would definitely find this boring."

Hehehe!!!

In short, I've always wanted to call you that, but for some reason, every time I try, I feel incredibly awkward, and the words just won't come out.

Compared to other names, Da'an is easier to pronounce and it's a nickname that belongs only to us.

……

By the time you read this letter, I will probably no longer be alive.

I bet you'll be very sad, sitting alone in the courtyard drinking, one cup after another, for days and nights, and maybe even secretly shedding tears, just like when Grandma Green passed away.

Little Ling'er, I'm so cute, you're going to be sad for a long, long time.

At times like this, you might think I'm going to write something like, "Don't be sad, don't be upset, keep looking forward."

But I'll tell you something!

Big mistake!

You have to cry your heart out, cry for days and nights, and be heartbroken for many years to recover. You can't forget your lovely little Ling'er so quickly!

You absolutely, absolutely, absolutely must remember this!

I won't always be considerate of you like your two grandmothers, and I certainly won't say things like it's okay if you forget about me.

I'm a petty person, incredibly selfish, and I absolutely, positively won't allow you to forget me.

Even if it is the Great Dao itself that wants you to forget all of this, it won't work!

Absolutely not!

Just like you taught me when I was little, I should never give up easily on what I truly want.

Now, what I want most is for you, Da'an, to always remember me and the memories we shared.

I am unwilling to give in easily, so I will emphasize this again and again, writing it on every piece of paper.

Don't forget me!

Don't forget me!

If you forget me, I'll bite you!

……

Similar words appeared in Mu An's eyes again and again. As she read, the style of the letter changed again, and vivid pictures began to appear in the middle of the text.

Just like Xiao Lü back then, Mu Ling'er also chose to preserve her memories in the form of a painting.

As Mu An looked at the familiar scenes in the letter, her thoughts drifted back to the past.

But this longing did not last long.

A strange thought quickly arose in Mu An's mind.

"When the little one is born again and becomes a baby, it will be very interesting to place this letter, which uses spatial magic and is over 30,000 pages long, on her bedside table."

"I wonder what kind of expression the little guy will have then. More than 30,000 pages of embarrassing history, just thinking about it is quite interesting."

The letter, over 30,000 pages long, clearly shows the effort Mu Ling'er put into it.

If everything had gone according to Mu Ling'er's plan, Mu An would have been very moved and immersed in sorrow, just as she had imagined.

Human nature may briefly gain the upper hand under such stimulation, and then the subsequent arrangements in the letter will prolong the existence of Mu An's humanity.

But none of this happened.

Sitting at his desk, reading Mu Ling'er's "last will and testament," Mu An felt no sadness; instead, he laughed.

The more touching Mu Ling'er's writing becomes, the more interesting the future will be, making Mu An feel excited and wishing time could jump directly to the future.

He couldn't wait to see Mu Ling'er's interesting little expression after learning the truth.

The words in the letter are sometimes clear, sometimes blurry; some are elegant and upright, while others are a jumbled mess, revealing the writer's thoughts in every detail.

On one hand, there are touching memories; on the other hand, there's an irresistible smile.

Two conflicting emotions intertwined in Mu An's mind.

Even though she knew that all the content in front of her would eventually become Mu Ling'er's "dark history," Mu An still read through it page by page carefully.

"I've said so much, but actually I should apologize to Da'an properly."

You arranged everything for me, always worried about my future, and prepared one precious gift after another, but I didn't cherish them. Instead, I stubbornly insisted on my own ideas.

As people say, those who are favored are always fearless.

I think I must be the one who is favored, and will be surrounded by love my whole life.

I'm so sorry, I've always been stubborn and wanted to influence and change you according to my own ideas.

Qingxi said I was too controlling, always wanting to impose my will on you, always wanting you to always be the way I remember you, and never change.

But they never realized that, just like the world, people also change.

I argued with her many times, saying that I don't have a strong desire to control anyone and that I've never thought about controlling others.

Mu Yong, Bai Ling, Li Yin, formerly of Qishan Dao, now of the Great Ling Empire...

I never intended to control them; I just hoped everyone could have a bright future.

Only with Da'an, after much deliberation, I have to admit...

Qingxi is right.

It's as if I've been living in the past, in the very beginning, without making any progress in the last three hundred years.

Throughout the long years, I walked the same path I had walked before, unwilling to turn back, as if as long as I didn't turn back, nothing would change, and everything would continue to move forward as I remembered it.