"Then let's say okay, when your life is over in this life, I will wait for you in the next life, no matter how many lives, I will wait for you to be together, we will be together for the rest of our lives, even if you don't remember me, it doesn't matter, you can like me again, marry me again, and then we can be like now."

"......" Jun Moyan hooked up with her little tail finger curled slightly, looking at Wen Xiaoai, her eyes were slightly dark, and her expression was complicated.

Didn't open her mouth to reply to her words.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to? ”

"......" Jun Moyan withdrew his little tail finger hooked with Wen Xiaoai, and touched her little head instead.

"Good."

"You answer me first, are we going to be together all the time?" Wen Xiaoai frowned and looked at Jun Moyan with some panic.

Why didn't he answer.

Jun Mo Yan saw that Wen Xiaoai was unhappy, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked stiffly, and his smile was a little far-fetched, and he responded:

“…… Well. ”

Hearing Jun Moyan say well, Wen Xiaoai's mood instantly relaxed.

smiled, lay down on Jun Moyan's chest again, and said with a smile:

"When you become a baby in the next life, I will teach you to laugh every day, take you to play, and make you happy from an early age."

Wen Xiaoai was already fantasizing about what Jun Moyan looked like when he was a baby.

Must be super cute.

Jun Moyan stroked the little head on his chest and temporarily put aside all the mess in his mind.

No matter what happens in the future, at least they can be happy together for now.

Since the tragedy didn't happen, don't worry all day long.

The mobile phone on the bedside buzzed and vibrate, Jun Moyan reached out and took it, looked at the caller ID and connected it.

"The surname Jun, Jun died unharmed." On the other side of the mobile phone, Shangguan Yuda's happy voice was in his heart, but there was a little puzzled voice in his heart.

"Dead?" Jun Mo Yan frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with Jun Wuxian's death.

"Well, and a ...... death Disgusting. ”

Shangguan Yu looked back at the lively infirmary behind him, his stomach was tumbling for a while, and he thought of the fleshy moths and internal organs that were splashing everywhere in the infirmary, and he suddenly wanted to vomit again.

"Lao Tzu hasn't eaten breakfast yet, all the vomit is the AD calcium milk he drank last night, and the tears are spit out for Lao Tzu, and I guess I have no appetite these days."

As a soldier, although he is not afraid of hardship, tiredness or dirty, the room is really full of ...... It's beyond the reach of normal people.

"What do you mean?"

"You better come and see for yourself, I don't know how he died, anyway, after living for more than 20 years, the first time I saw such an awesome death, I doubt that Jun Wuxiao has twenty pounds of TNT hidden in his stomach."

"Blown up?"

"No, no explosives were found on his body."

Corpse pieces?

Jun Moyan heard it in a fog.

So was this a blow up or not?

"Come over quickly, those superb products of the Jun family are also here, and my military region will be lively in a while." Shangguan Yu had a headache when he thought of Jun Wuxian's superb mother, and he was a shrew.

It's still cute with my own mother.

"Hmm." Jun Mo Yan answered and hung up the phone.

Wen Xiaoai, who came to his ear to listen to the phone together, felt uncomfortable when she heard that Jun Wushu had died, of course, not sympathy and pity, but like Jun Moyan, she felt that it was too cheap for him, not enough to relieve her hatred.

"Jun is dead unharmed, I'll go and see the situation."