Chapter 1258

A photo of four people, frozen in that moment.

no.

Their faces were full of smiles; the lingering excitement made their faces rosy; the facial congestion caused by weightlessness added a cute aura, making them look especially good-looking.

On Lanxing. That's Lanxing (from glossary). So include Lanxing.

Tanaka Yuko → Tanaka Yuko (glossary). Yang Qing → Yang Qing.

The vast sky, few stars could be seen.

Chen Hong → Chen Hong, Yang Qing → Yang Qing.

The two people just quietly watched the night.

Tian Weiwei → Tian Weiwei.

Looking at the two lying people, his heart felt both moved and bitter.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Although she now looks, she is only in her thirties.

This is the power of technology, which can let people remain forever young.

Her youth and Yang Qing's aging formed a stark contrast.

This contrast made Tian Weiwei feel uncomfortable, distressed, and she couldn't help but her eyes became moist.

Chen Hong → Chen Hong, Yang Qing → Yang Qing.

Chen Hong → Chen Hong, Yang Qing → Yang Qing.

Chen Hong → Chen Hong, Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Siheyuan → Siheyuan.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Qin Huairu → Qin Huairu, Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Chen Xueru → Chen Xueru.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

He had never given up on anyone, but it seemed as if he had given up on himself.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

He was so weak, weak to the point that it seemed he could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

He was also so strong, strong to the point of sweeping the world…………

He dared to do so many unconventional things in the 1960s.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Gangdao → Gangdao, Yang Family → Yang Family.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing, Big Building → Big Building.

He also dared to challenge the whole world, a capital gate, changing the pattern of the entire world.

Now, he is an old man, a very, very old old man.

Chen Hong → Chen Hong.

none.

"Shake, shake, shake to Grandma's bridge……"

none.

none.

none.

none.

The song was very soft, yet it clearly reached Yang Qing's ears.

Yang Qing → Yang Qing.

In the villa's living room, a group of people had gathered.

Yang Fan → Yang Fan, Yang Qihang → Yang Qihang.

Yang Canghai → Yang Canghai.

none.

Yang Canghai → Yang Canghai.

none.

Yang Canghai → Yang Canghai.

The living room that was still discussing Mars immigration fell silent instantly.

Yang Fan gripped the water cup in his hand tightly, his knuckles turning slightly pale.

Maybe a few months, maybe a few years.

Look at our dad.

If he doesn't want to, tonight........

They have always been not too nervous about Yang Qing's affairs.

They have always been not too nervous about Yang Qing's matters.

But as time went on, their indifference slowly turned into a poison, eating away at their five viscera and six bowels, eating away at their three souls and seven spirits.

Martian immigration is good news for the whole world.

At first, it was also good news for their Yang family.

But when Yang Qing learned of this news, that hint of a smile instead plunged the entire Yang family into complex emotions.

But when Yang Qing heard the news, that faint smile instead drew the whole Yang family into complex emotions.

That was a smile of relief, a regret‑free, composed smile........

What should we do?

This is the problem that everyone in the living room must face now.

They must make plans early.

To save or not to save.

Yang Nuolan finally stepped forward.

While Grandpa's mind hasn't deteriorated yet, I think we should start preparing.

Whether it's consciousness digitization or brain biological computerization, we need to prepare in advance.

Even if it's just life extension, we cannot remain indifferent.

Qin Huairu shook her head.

Your grandfather won't agree.

Chen Xueru likewise shook her head.

Your grandfather won't agree; better let him choose his own way.

Upon hearing their words, however, no one present spoke in support.

Who could have imagined that, when technology reaches a certain level, even tranquility could become a luxury?

Yang Nuolan.

Living in another way—isn't that a rebirth?

Since it's all reincarnation, why shouldn't we control the direction of our own rebirth?

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Yang Fan still interrupted Yang Nuolan's persuasion.

He also wanted his father to continue existing, but once this precedent starts, he has no idea what the future will develop into.

Longevity isn't necessarily a good thing; Grandpa doesn't like it, and neither do I.

Only through natural turnover can the old make way for the new; otherwise, how can the new arrive?

Nuolan, these technologies are not yet fit for public release.

Yang Nuolan was unconvinced.

These technologies will inevitably become popular; how long can we hold them back?

Now, who can monopolize technological development?

No, none of us can; even our Yang family lacks that ability.

If it's inevitable, why shouldn't we use it?

Does what Grandpa wants matter?

To watch Grandpa's body waste away helplessly while we do nothing—that would be wrong.

It seems Yang Nuolan makes sense, but Yang Fan's words are also not problematic.

The disagreement between the two sides is great.

The young people support Yang Nuolan, while Qin Huairu and the others oppose change.

Qin Huairu and Chen Xueru were gradually squeezed out of the discussion circle.

This left Qin Huairu and Chen Xueru feeling utterly at a loss.

These people are deciding their fate.

Qin Huairu grabbed Cheng Xueru's hand.

Hey Xueru, how do you choose?

Chen Xueru gave that bunch of unfilial descendants a fierce glare.

I choose to bury myself.

Leaves return to their roots—aren't we the same?

Afterward she let out a sigh.

I will follow my husband, no matter what he becomes.

He is earth, I am earth; if he is silicon‑based, then I too must be.

Anyway, if it's the same.