Chapter 1256: Chapter 1256: The Grand Finale
But it was Mumu’s gift that delighted her the most.
After so many years, not many people remember that she and Gu Zhihan were once Green Plum Bamboo Horses.
Let alone someone who would personally craft such a meaningful gift for them.
"Grandma, why are you crying? Don’t you like my gift?" Seeing her tears flowing so fiercely, Li Mumu immediately felt panicked and reached out to constantly wipe her tears.
Immersed in her memories, Luo Mengmeng finally came back to her senses and quickly shook her head, "No, no, how could Grandma not like the gift you gave? Grandma is crying because she likes it so much..."
"Silly girl, your makeup is all smudged." Gu Zhihan couldn’t help but sigh and personally wiped her tears.
"Is it really smudged?" Upon hearing this, Luo Mengmeng’s old face immediately flushed red, and she hurriedly sought confirmation from the children beside her.
Li Mumu and the others glanced at each other, then chuckled and nodded, "Yes, Grandma..."
"!!!" Luo Mengmeng’s face turned even redder, covering her face as she turned around to head indoors, "You guys play here for a bit; I—I’m going to fix my makeup."
No matter the age, women always care about their appearance and makeup.
"I’ll go with you." Gu Zhihan’s deep voice said, and then he took her hand and went inside with her.
Li Mumu and the others watched the elderly couple, loving until their hair turned white, feeling both a sense of blessing and envy.
"In the future, we’ll be like this too." Bei Mo lowered his head, pulling his beloved wife into his arms.
"Okay."
Li Mumu felt a sweetness in her heart and responded.
Inside the room.
Luo Mengmeng was sitting in front of the mirror.
Warm-colored lights surrounded the mirror, lighting up the elderly woman in the reflection to look even more beautiful and graceful.
Gu Zhihan stood by her side, holding a powder puff, seriously applying makeup to the elderly woman before him.
Blush, eyebrow drawing, lipstick...
Finally, he took out the "Green Plum" pendant from the box and personally placed it around her neck.
Luo Mengmeng looked at the gentle actions of the old man in the mirror, the corners of her lips lifting involuntarily.
Today marked one hundred years since they first met.
How wonderful.
"Old lady, you look beautiful today." As Gu Zhihan spoke, he kissed her cheek, which was no longer soft.
"You too, old man."
Luo Mengmeng lifted her gaze, returned his kiss, and placed the "Bamboo Horse" pendant on him.
"Let’s go; it’s time to cut the cake. Don’t let the kids wait too long." Gu Zhihan’s face was full of affection as he extended his hand to scrape her nose.
Luo Mengmeng nodded, placing her wrinkled hand in his warm, large hand, and they walked together toward the hall.
Under the lavish crystal light, the room was filled with relatives and friends.
They hadn’t invited anyone else; those present were mainly family or extremely close friends.
"Grandpa, Grandma, come cut the cake!"
Li Mumu and the others were standing in front of the huge cake, saying with smiles.
Hand in hand, Gu Zhihan and Luo Mengmeng walked over slowly.
Inserting candles, lighting them, making wishes, blowing them out.
The two elderly moved in unison.
When cutting the cake, Gu Zhihan first cut Luo Mengmeng a large piece, topped with many of her favorite strawberries.
Only then did he cut his own piece.
Seeing this, the children and grandchildren couldn’t help but be fed another handful of dog food.
They’re showing off their love way too much!
Tsk tsk!
...
The birthday party lasted until the evening.
In the evening, there was a fireworks display.
The dazzling fireworks burst open in the sky, looking incredibly beautiful.
Luo Mengmeng and Gu Zhihan stood on the second-floor terrace, watching the fireworks.
Their hands remained tightly clasped together.
"Mengmeng, are you cold?"
In the cool evening breeze, Gu Zhihan couldn’t help but turn his head, lovingly asking the elderly woman beside him.
"A little bit." Luo Mengmeng replied while watching the fireworks.
Gu Zhihan immediately reached out, pulling her into his arms, "In my arms, you won’t be cold..."
Under the dazzling fireworks, the two elderly sweetly clung to each other.
"Gu Zhihan, I love you."
"I love you even more, my Mengmeng."
(End of text)
