The Lin Corporation CEO and scientist Gu Shen shared a lifetime of mutual support, always admired by others.

President Lin doted on Gu Shen for over fifty years, especially after the age of sixty-five, when Lin Zhihua handed the company over to his only son, Lin Sinian.

After that, he directly stepped into the scientific world, following his wife in and out every day.

Initially, some people complained, saying what was a businessman doing in science, but later…

Well, they were all kneeling and calling him daddy.

Your boss is indeed still your boss.

Lin Zhihua was never obsessed with his scientific career; he was only obsessed with displaying affection for Gu Shen and doting on her.

This happy life continued for more than ten years. When Lin Zhihua was 82 years old, he became critically ill.

At 82, he was already quite old. He wanted to spend more time with Xue Jiao, so he paid more attention to his health.

Unfortunately, he didn’t meet Xue Jiao when he was young and didn’t take good care of his health then, so in old age, he couldn’t overcome this hurdle.

He was nine years older than Xue Jiao, and Xue Jiao had always been meticulously cared for by him, so her health was still relatively good.

This was what Lin Sinian worried about the most. He feared that his mother might not be able to cope after his father passed away.

Lin Zhihua was meticulous in his calculations when he was young, but in the last year of his life, he surprisingly developed Alzheimer’s disease, something Lin Sinian could never have imagined.

With Alzheimer’s, Lin Zhihua couldn’t remember anything, but he still remembered Xue Jiao.

She was his beloved.

Every morning when he woke up, the first thing he would do was hold the hand of the woman lying beside him and gently call out: “Wife.”

Then he would smile like a child.

Only Xue Jiao could feed him, and he only listened to Xue Jiao.

So at the age of 73, Xue Jiao withdrew from the scientific community and spent all her days accompanying Lin Zhihua. They would go out for walks together, and she would wear reading glasses to read books to Lin Zhihua.

Then she would watch as Lin Zhihua smiled like a child, his toothless mouth opening and closing, calling her—

“Wife.”

Xue Jiao would smile along, wrinkles appearing on her face. Even in old age, she was still the most beautiful and kindest old lady.

After Lin Zhihua’s 82nd birthday, he was admitted to the intensive care unit. Later, when he regained consciousness, he insisted on going home.

Although Lin Sinian was his son and was moved to tears when his father finally recognized him, the old man said—

“You should leave. Don’t disturb me and your mother’s private time.”

Lin Sinian: “…”

His tears were still on his face, but he was too choked up to speak.

All the younger generation, including Lin Sinian, left. Xue Jiao smiled at Lin Zhihua, showing no grief at the thought of Lin Zhihua leaving.

Lin Zhihua also smiled, looking very happy.

“Good baby, I’ve grown old.”

“Uncle, I’ve grown old too,” Xue Jiao replied with a smile.

When they used to fool around, Lin Zhihua loved hearing her call him “uncle.”

Lin Zhihua held her hand. His hands had become wrinkled like tree bark, with protruding veins, and even trembling.

Xue Jiao held his hand in return and then helped him into the wheelchair.

“It’s still early, let’s go outside to watch the sunrise,” Lin Zhihua said.

Xue Jiao nodded: “Alright.”

The two went to the balcony outside. Today the weather was very good, with a ray of light on the horizon. The sun was about to rise, and it was foreseeable that today would be another day of blue skies and white clouds.

Since Lin Zhihua and Xue Jiao had created the largest and most advanced air purifier ten years ago, Beijing no longer had smog. When the weather was nice, it was always blue skies and white clouds.

This was Lin Zhihua’s only scientific achievement, a birthday gift for Xue Jiao.

My love, I gift you blue skies and white clouds.

Xue Jiao had also grown old and couldn’t squat anymore, so she brought a stool and sat next to the wheelchair, snuggling against Lin Zhihua.

Lin Zhihua looked at the blue sky and asked softly: “Should I have died earlier? Before you came.”

Xue Jiao nodded obediently. This was the first time in their lifetime that they had mentioned this.

When he proposed, Xue Jiao discovered that he knew, but he never mentioned it again afterward. Today, he spoke of it.

“Yes, that car accident.”

Lin Zhihua smiled, smiled very happily: “No wonder I love you so much; it turns out you are my life.”

“I love you too,” Xue Jiao tilted her head and looked at Lin Zhihua.

Lin Zhihua was so old that he could barely move, but he still tried hard to tilt his head and placed a kiss on Xue Jiao’s forehead, then he said: “Jiaojiao, I can’t carry you on my back anymore…”

“It’s okay, you’ve carried me long enough,” Xue Jiao smiled.

Lin Zhihua’s eyes crinkled into a smile: “Meeting you in this lifetime is the greatest blessing heaven has given me. In the next life, I hope we can still be together.”

Xue Jiao half-squinted at the old man in front of her. He had grown old, but she thought he was still as handsome as ever.

“I’m leaving… could you not follow right away…”

Xue Jiao’s eyes turned red, but she didn’t speak.

Lin Zhihua held her hand tightly and said softly—

“Good baby… I love you…”

The strength in his hand loosened, and with a smile on his lips, he departed beside his beloved.

Xue Jiao watched as a red sun gradually rose on the horizon, revealing a big smile, though tears streamed down her face.

After Lin Zhihua’s death, Lin Sinian never left his mother’s side, very concerned about her.

But his mother calmly managed the funeral, completely sending Lin Zhihua off.

Lin Sinian became even more worried.

At this time, his father’s lawyer came with a will.

Years ago, Lin Zhihua transferred all his assets to Lin Sinian. This will be for his wife, Gu Xue Jiao.

“Mrs. Lin, Academician Gu.” Even the top lawyer remained extremely respectful towards her.

Xue Jiao looked at him and softly asked: “What did Zhihua… say?”

The lawyer took out a document and said gently: “This will be the master’s ten-year plan for you.”

He didn’t want the desolation of “Ten years of life and death, vast and boundless; not thinking of you is hard, but forgetting you is harder.” Even in death, he still wanted to dote on Xue Jiao for many, many more years.

“The master said—When I was alive, you had to accommodate me, and there were many things you couldn’t do. Now that I’m gone, I hope you can try them all.”

Xue Jiao’s face was covered in tears, but her lips revealed a smile.

“Give it to me.” She reached out and accepted the ten-year arrangement Lin Zhihua had made for her.

This gift from Lin Zhihua to her.

The first year after Lin Zhihua’s departure.

Xue Jiao stayed at home with her great-grandchildren, recuperating for a year.

This year, the great scientist Academician Gu closed her doors to visitors, seeing no one.

The second year after Lin Zhihua’s departure.

At 74, Academician Gu went to teach in underprivileged areas. Thanks to decades of Lin Zhihua’s care, her health was still good enough to go to plateaus and mountainous areas.

But Lin Sinian and the state were concerned, so they sent several people and doctors to take care of her.

For the next six years, Academician Gu traveled to many places. Wherever she went, she brought hope and attention to that place.

The seventh year after Lin Zhihua’s departure.

At 80, Xue Jiao began giving global lectures. This was something Xue Jiao hadn’t done before the age of 73, but the 80-year-old Xue Jiao did it.

Africa, the Americas, major universities—she went wherever she could.

She never held back, sharing whatever came to mind: research results, her progress, everything.

Academician Gu resounded throughout the world’s scientific community. Every time people heard her speak, they felt they gained a lot.

As a result, wherever she went, countless researchers from around the world would rush over.

The ninth year after Lin Zhihua’s departure.

At 82, Academician Gu secluded herself to help the country’s core physics research team develop radiation-related technologies.

This year, achievements were remarkable.

This year, Xue Jiao received the highest honors from the country.

This year, she refused the highest-level medical team assigned by the country.

The tenth year after Lin Zhihua’s departure.

The renowned scientist Academician Gu passed away in the same hospital as her husband Lin Zhihua, at the age of 83.

The nation mourned together, and major universities held memorial events.

With this, Gu Xue Jiao’s life came to a complete end.

New children continued to be born, and one story after another continued to unfold on this blue planet.