His firm denial echoed in Cecilia Adler's ears. Realizing her words had been a bit of a downer, she smiled and said, "I was just talking. Don't take it so seriously. We'll definitely grow old together."
The phrase "grow old together" had cast a shadow over Ian Quincy, but now the gloom dispersed, and a smile appeared on his face. "Yes, grow old together. Together for life after life."
Cecilia Adler smiled too. 'Life after life?'
'A grown man, well into his twenties, being so sentimental. So naive.'
Suddenly, her smile froze.
The old lady's words surfaced in her mind, along with what she'd learned from Vivian Lee about past and present lives.
'Maybe there really is such a thing as life after life.'
'Just like spring, summer, autumn, and winter—a repeating cycle.'
......
The two of them parted ways at an intersection.
