Time just passed like this, uneventfully.
Unbeknownst to him, Chen Xu had entered the dream state for the thirty-first year.
This day, Chen Xu timed his visit to the location of the Life Support Chamber. Before coming, he had shaved his beard and trimmed his hair to make himself look younger.
In the dream, he was approaching sixty, and although he had used technology to delay aging, he could clearly see wrinkles beginning to form on his face when he looked in the mirror recently.
In recent years, he had paid more and more attention to his personal appearance, never wanting to meet them looking unkempt.
It's often said, familiarity breeds contempt and passion fades after long periods together. However, Chen Xu didn't feel that way. Perhaps it was because each meeting was too brief, spending only one year together before parting for another two years.
