When he briefly withdrew from the front line, Ji Yanxiao sat on the spaceship on the way home, and finally dialed Ji Mu's phone.

The grinding of the battlefield made him no longer have the original youthful impulse, but the corners of his mouth were raised, which still revealed his true emotions in his heart.

"Mom, is Wei Wei better?"

After a few simple greetings, he subconsciously swallowed dry foam when he asked this sentence.

He dreamed of wondering if Anyang was doing well during this time, and whether he missed him as much as he did.

Two years and three months, but for him, it seemed like many years had passed.

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to disappear in an instant.

Just when Ji Yanxiao was suspicious, Ji Mu's voice softened significantly, "I know you're coming back." ”

"Yanxiao, mom misses you very much......"

Gu left and right, his answer made Ji Yanxiao's breathing pause for a moment.

His throat was a little hard, and after a while, he said, "Well, I miss you so much, Mom......"

didn't ask Anyang again, as if the topic was suddenly forgotten by two people at the same time.

Hanging up the phone, Ji Yanxiao's ten fingers clasped hard. The expectation that once existed in the bottom of his eyes was dim.

It's because he thinks too much, maybe even now, Anyang hasn't forgiven him.

"Actually, back then, I was ready for this," his lips trembled, but his eyes couldn't help but redden, "It's okay, it's okay......"

If he doesn't forgive him for the rest of his life, he deserves it, and he deserves it.

When I returned to Ji's house, the familiar house in my heart couldn't see any changes from the outside.

Without thinking about it, he put down his salute and walked towards An Yang's room.

He didn't inform Ji's father and mother that he had changed flights, let alone ask them if Anyang was at home.

His trembling hand carefully unscrewed the door of the room, and as if he was afraid of disturbing the elves inside, he even breathed lightly.

The clear sky was blocked out by thick curtains, and the dark room seemed to be closed all year round, and even the air was cloudy.

Closing his eyes, his fingers pressed on the light switch in the room from memory.

His eyelids shone red, and he grinned, tears falling.

"Weiwei, my brother is back......"

Decaying air swept across his body, trying to escape from this confined space.

He stood there for a long time, feeling as if his soul had been immersed in the dark water, and he was about to suffocate and faint.

At the moment when his spirit was about to collapse, he dared to slowly open his eyes.

However, as far as the eye could see, it was exactly what I had expected.

In the dusty room, the breath of life disappears here. Anyang's favorite crystal ornament is dusty and tarnished, as if it has been discarded in the corner at will.

His familiar spiritual aura had long since vanished here, and he couldn't even catch the slightest sign of existence.

"Yuwei, I'm back......"

The voice of bitter sorrow to the extreme burst out of his chest.

He staggered two steps, his knee feeling the pain it had once felt and his majestic body collapsed.

Dust splattered, staining the ends of his cheeks and hair.

He closed his eyes and let the filth creep into his body.

In the dead room, only his faint breath remained, as if he were dying.

……………………

The flow of people walked out of the spaceship in waves, and Ji Mu anxiously swept the communicator.

Seeing that the above had been delayed for an hour, the steps under his feet stepped forward unsteadily.

Realizing what was happening, she grabbed Ji's father's wrist and ran out desperately.