"It should be so. Human feelings fade with use, and asking too much will only annoy others. Don't wear out your blessings..." Mrs. Wang slightly closed her eyes.
Qin Mingyan looked at the hunched back of his old mother, whose silver hair was neatly combed. Though well-maintained, it couldn't conceal her wrinkles.
An elder, yet not truly ageless. If it weren't for the prescription left by his eldest sister, and the natural attention to health by his mother and Aunt Wan, they would have long since passed away.
But the two elders were still resiliently alive. He knew it wasn't because they feared death, but rather the fear of never seeing that person return, so they dared not die.
However, the older one gets, the more the spirit wanes, just like now; speaking a few words would make one doze off, a sign of a weakened spirit.
