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The last one remaining might be her relatives in this timeline, some old, some children.
The people from this period had particularly dark skin, which added to their air of distress.
Yan Jinsu set aside her prejudices and noticed a natural warmth towards these people in the photographs. She couldn’t recall who they were, but she still felt a familial closeness.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Jinsu realized that her past self had lived a life of great wealth and happiness in this timeline.
Perhaps her true relatives were no longer here, but the people in these pictures were all recognized by her.
Otherwise, Yan Jinsu, who valued her privacy, wouldn’t have willingly taken candid photos of strangers.
She threw all the photographs back into the Space, leaving only one in her hand—a family portrait with her and Xie Jingchen leaning together, with a child sitting on each of their knees.
The children were smiling cheerfully, obviously content to be cradled in their parents’ arms.
Looking at this photo, Yan Jinsu noticed the children’s spirited eyes stirring her emotions to the point where she almost teared up.
Was this the feeling of blood connection?
Looking at this photo again, Yan Jinsu felt a completely different sensation than before.
Children!
Her own flesh and blood, the continuation of the lineage merged with her love. This realization brought tears to Yan Jinsu’s eyes.
In the apocalypse, she had wandered alone through countless days and nights, never imagining that after her rebirth, she would find a true man who genuinely cared for her and have her own children!
Thinking back on it now, her attitude towards Xie Jingchen last night was really terrible!
"Xiaojiu, Xiao Shi... are they truly my children?" The doubt in Yan Jinsu’s heart dissolved with the throb of her bloodline, replaced by anticipation.
"We will surely meet soon, and when that time comes, there must be a connection!" Yan Jinsu clutched the photo and her heart, looking up at the calm ripples on the water’s surface, then glanced at her watch.
Nearly half an hour had passed! Yan Jinsu had not expected that just by looking at a photo, time would fly by in the blink of an eye.
The water was still without a single ripple, causing Yan Jinsu’s heart to race. Had she missed something earlier?
Twenty meters underwater, near the wall, was a small Jiao Channel, which Xie Jingchen headed straight towards, guided by his spiritual power’s intuition.
Swimming along the seabed revealed nothing out of the ordinary, save for plentiful gemstones, which Xie Jingchen casually collected into his Space Button.
He certainly didn’t mind the abundance of precious stones.
He swam from the west bank all the way to the east.
Anything unclear he encountered along the way, Xie Jingchen directly transferred it into his Space.
Forget seaweed; there were no even microorganisms visible here. As for fish or shrimp, not a single one existed.
Had it not been for the Space setup that Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu possessed, being in such a place would most likely lead to death by starvation.
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