Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts Chapter 497: Can We Stay Children Forever? [Finale]

“Wow! Wow!”

i Xiaoyuan and i Zhixi’s eyes sparkled with wonder as they stepped into the airport for the first ti.

“Planes are this huge?! So majestic!”

[Attention passengers: Flight XA8230 from Pengcheng to Jiangcheng will begin boarding in 10 minutes—]

“Alright, alright—”

“Big plane! Charge—rua!”

“Yuanbao! No running! Hold Daddy’s hand in line!”

“Got it!”

i Xiaoyuan halted mid-dash, her red backpack bouncing as she grabbed i Fang’s hand. anwhile, i Zhixi adjusted her cream-colored beret with refined elegance.

“Jiejie, if you misbehave again, we’ll leave you at the airport!”

“Daddy would never abandon soone this cute! Bleh—” i Xiaoyuan stuck out her tongue.

i Zhixi puffed her cheeks and looked up at i Fang. “Daddy! Jiejie’s being an!”

“She’s just teasing… Not actually scolding.”

i Fang straightened i Zhixi’s hat and patted i Xiaoyuan’s head. “No running around—we agreed before leaving.”

“Sorry, Daddy…”

Ever-distractible, i Xiaoyuan suddenly gasped. “Daddy! Do I have a window seat?”

“Of course.”

“Yay! I want to watch the clouds!”

“Then I’m sitting with Daddy,” i Zhixi declared, clinging to him.

“No fair! Daddy’s sitting with by the window!”

“I don’t care—I want Daddy—”

“Alright, enough!” i Fang intervened. “Sisters shouldn’t fight. Learn from your moms—when have they ever argued?”

Under his guidance, the girls reconciled with a handshake.

True to his parenting philosophy, i Fang never forced the older sister to yield or used threats—only modeling and gentle guidance, ensuring neither child felt favored. ṙ𝐀ℕȱＢƐs

“Also, everyone gets a window seat, so no need to fight over .”

(First-class privileges, naturally.)

“W-Wait… We’re sitting alone?”

Seeing their nervousness, i Fang reassured them: “Mama and Daddy will be right behind you.”

The flight highlighted their contrasting personalities—proof of maternal genetic influence:

Takeoff:

i Xiaoyuan: “Choo-choo! Big plane go zoom!”

i Zhixi: “Wuwu… Daddy, hold my hand!”

Mid-flight:

i Xiaoyuan: “So many fluffy clouds!”

i Zhixi: (Silently srized by the view)

Landing:

Both: (Fast asleep)

As the plane touched down, i Fang, Lin Youxi, and Xia Yuan exchanged tender smiles at their daughters’ peaceful faces before gazing at Jiangcheng’s skyline.

“Back in Jiangcheng after so long…”

“Let count the years—”

Xia Yuan began tallying on her fingers until Lin Youxi tapped her head.

“Stop calculating. Help Ah Fang carry the kids.”

Their three-day Jiangcheng itinerary included a pilgrimage to their alma mater—Jiangcheng No.1 Affiliated High School—where sweltering heat greeted them like an old friend.

“This is where Mommy and Daddy went to school?!”

i Xiaoyuan gaped at the sprawling campus. “It’s way bigger than kindergarten!”

“Daddy, which classroom was yours?”

“Well…”

After wandering the grounds, i Fang led them to his forr classroom window.

“Mamas used to knock here to summon Daddy for dates,” Xia Yuan reminisced.

“Where did you go?”

“Usually the plaza, but also—”

Lin Youxi suddenly nudged i Fang. “Ah Fang, rember that spot?”

Their destination—a secluded bamboo grove near the club building—elicited gasps.

“Xi Mama, why are we here?”

i Zhixi’s eyes widened. “Is this… where you and Daddy…?”

“How did you—?!” Xia Yuan’s shock turned to fluster as she hastily covered i Zhixi’s eyes—a young couple on the bench scrambling away in embarrassnt.

“Great. Our makeout spot beca a lover’s landmark,” i Fang groaned. “What a legacy.”

“You’re this school’s legend,” Lin Youxi teased before whispering to Xia Yuan, “Five minutes?”

“N-No discussion needed!”

Blushing, Xia Yuan herded the girls away. “Who needs the bathroom? Ice cream?”

“I don’t—Wah! Yuan Mama, why—”

anwhile, Lin Youxi settled onto i Fang’s lap.

“Rember your public confession here?”

“How could I forget…”

Their tender mont stretched beyond the allotted ti—thanks to Xia Yuan getting waylaid by fans requesting photos with the girls.

The family tour continued through every landmark of their youth: the club building where they founded their ga studio, the auditorium stage where they perford, the museum housing their graduation photos—each stop imprinting their legacy onto the awestruck girls.

Their Jiangcheng escapades included rollercoasters (with a screaming i Fang), haunted houses (terrifying Xia Yuan), a family movie, and spicy Zhou Hei Ya duck (only Lin Youxi abstained).

After this whirlwind nostalgia trip, they returned to their roots—Baii County—reuniting with grandparents and local officials.

“We’ll invest, but no ‘forr residence’ nonsense,” i Fang insisted.

“Then perhaps a cultural exhibit?” A official pressed. “Surely you’ve kept childhood ntos?”

“Oh! I know just the thing!”

Xia Yuan unearthed a rusted treasure box from her old ho—unveiling:

A tiny tiger plush filled with sand (“My kindergarten graduation gift to Daddy!”)An ancient MP3 player (“Daddy’s birthday present to —for music and novels,” Lin Youxi explained)Lyrics notebooks plastered with stickersThe ten-yuan IOU i Fang once wrote (long repaid)The magnifying glass that once burned holes in young i Fang’s pants

Even the bully i Fang slapped at an amusent park had since married.

Tuning his rediscovered folk guitar, i Fang strumd the opening chords of Xia Yuan’s latest composition—a song about eternal childhood.

As their voices harmonized, two origami cranes—one pink, one blue—stirred on the windowsill, their wings fluttering as if alive before dissolving into golden light.

And within the lody, a ghostly childhood vow echoed:

“Pinky promise—

One hundred years—

No changes allowed!”

—(The End)—

Final Song Recomndation:“Can We Stay Children Forever?” (The chapter’s titular song—give it a listen!)