Upon finishing the final words of her ending.
Mrs. Thompson lifts her head to look at the clock on the wall.
It is already past five in the morning.
In a little while, the kids will be calling her for breakfast.
After a brief thought, Mrs. Thompson picks up the pen again and notes down the date.
Renyin Year, the first day of the lunar month, five in the early morning.
Sally Bennett·Leave.
This mont.
She is no one's wife, no one's mother, no one's grandmother.
She is only herself.
Sally Bennett.
In a mont, Mrs. Thompson puts down the pen, folds the suicide note, and tucks it into a beautiful envelope.
Not liking how heavy the term 'suicide note' sounds, she picks up her pen again and writes on the envelope: Little Fairy Sally's ssage.
No matter what, she remains that happy and cheerful little fairy.
At this thought, a smile reaches Mrs. Thompson's eyes, which twinkle as if full of stars.
Upon examination, the eyes of Viola Thompson resemble those of Mrs. Thompson's.
Both have inherited very attractive peach blossom eyes.
Mrs. Thompson places the envelope on the desk, then pulls out a photograph from the drawer.
The photograph seems aged.
However, because it has been well kept, the black-and-white picture has yet to fade.
The man in the photograph appears to be about thirty-five years old.
Bushy eyebrows, large eyes.
His gaze is deep, in formal attire he looks full of charisma, just looking at him provides a sense of safety.
This is a younger version of the Thompson Clan's patriarch, Tristan Thompson.
Tristan Thompson joined the military at 15, beca famous throughout Sinian Country at 19, and at 22 t Mrs. Thompson, who was never outdone by n.
Both were ambitious and straightforward and at 24, they officially got their marriage certificate.
The sa year, Mrs. Thompson retired from the military to focus on her family.
At the age of 24, the couple had their first child.
At 26, they had their second child.
Tristan Thompson loved daughters, though they did not want another child initially, to fulfill his wish, she gave birth to their third child at 27. But unfortunately, that child
It was also this year, the country beca unstable, he once again picked up his weapon and joined the battlefield without hesitation.
Mrs. Thompson then waited for him for three years.
But after three years, what she waited for was not her husband, but his remains.
She originally expected to greet him in her red wedding attire, but the reality was quite the contrary. Mrs. Thompson cried for an entire day and night hugging his belongings.
Overnight, her hair turned mostly white.
Tristan Thompson, a man of steel, ultimately took the sa path many heroic n went.
The second day, Mrs. Thompson wiped away her tears, put on her old armor, entrusted the kids to her parents, and stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation.
She deeply understood the saying: Without the elimination of enemies, what ho will there be left.
Sotis, protecting your country and ho is not just the duty of n, won should also shoulder this responsibility.
Once she left, it was for ten years.
When she ca back, she turned from a young lady of age 28 into a middle-aged lady of almost 40.
She gave the best years of her life to the battlefield.
But she doesn't regret it.
During these ten years, she fought bravely. Her red armor on the battlefield has set nurous legends and made incredible contributions.
After she took off the armor, she left behind her past glory and beca an ordinary mother again.
Many people advised her to marry again.
After all, she was still young.
There were still so many years to co.
But she didn't.
How could one who soared with eagles be content with sparrows?
"Tristan, I am coming to join you."
Perhaps recalling the past, Mrs. Thompson's eyes turn red. She brings the photograph close to her heart, tears falling one by one.
"Although we don't have a daughter, we have a very beautiful and understanding granddaughter. She is the pride of our family. You must have seen it from the heavens, right?"
"You must bless our family to flourish and succeed."
"..."
Mrs. Thompson says a lot more.
Thinking she is about to see her husband whom she hasn't seen for years, she sits at the vanity table again, takes out the lipstick, and slowly applies it.
Then she puts on her jewelry.
The person in the mirror, despite her age, has an indescribable elegance and beauty.
As the proverb goes.
White hair adorned with a flower is not a laughing matter. Ti doesn't dim the beauty of a woman.
With the makeup done, Mrs. Thompson lies down on the bed in her clothes, holding Tristan Thompson's photo in her hands.
Her consciousness slowly becos blurry.
She vaguely sees a young man coming towards her.
"Sally, I am here to take you."
"Tristan."
Mrs. Thompson, looking at the long-missed face, shows a contented smile.
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