"Grandfather believe you, believe you," shuimoyun said with a smile, reaching out to touch Chu Luowei's face, "son, grandfather is most worried about you."

Chu Luowei is buried in the palm of ink cloud.

"But you have a little bit of care. Don't worry, don't worry." Ink cloud said, eyes finally turned to the water an Luo body, "man Yin."

Water Anluo in Chu Luoyi and Chu Luoni get out of the way before the past, kneel down beside the bed, tightly holding the hand of ink cloud.

"Man Yin, what I owe you in this life, I'll pay you back in the next life." Ink clouds seem to have no strength to open their eyes, and the sound seems to come from a distance.

Ink cloud efforts to look at the Chu muddy wing, Chu muddy wing bent over, put the ear close to the ink cloud ear.

"My daughter, it's really up to you this time." Ink cloud exhausted the last bit of strength, just to explain what he cares about the most.

Chu muddy wing seriously nodded to the ink cloud, is the last promise to him.

Shuianluo whispered, but shuimoyun's hand slowly slipped down.

"Dad - Dad -" Shui Anluo suddenly cried out and shook the people on the bed, but the people on the bed could no longer give her any response.

"Dad --" Shui Anluo cried loudly at the bedside.

Chu muddy wing squatted beside her, tightly embracing her body.

Inside cry sound is ceaseless, Luo an Chen of the outside leans on the wall to rise, allow tears to slide from canthus of the eye.

The phone in my hand is still on the phone. There is no sound on the other side of the phone.

Ink cloud survived that winter, but not this spring.

He left in such a hurry that he didn't give anyone time to prepare.

Chu Ni Yi refused the state funeral proposal because he knew that it was not his father-in-law's.

Ink cloud has devoted his whole life to this country, his life and everything. Now, everything should return to this home.

Ink cloud has no son, so his affairs are handled by Chu muddy wing.

Many people came to mourn, most of them were senior military officials. They had comrades in arms, soldiers and subordinates of ink cloud.

Kids and Xiaoxiao don't know what's going on, they just know that everyone is in a low mood.

Chu Luoni saw off a group of guests, and then went to shuimoyun's room. Last time he came here, he was still chatting with his grandfather. He was still chatting with his grandfather about his grand plan, and he said that he would cultivate a top team, and then show it to him.

Chu Luoni sat on the balcony, holding his head in his hands. He said yes to his grandfather.

How can grandfather break his promise?

An Xinyue came in from the outside and saw the pain on the balcony. After closing the door, she went over and squatted down in front of him.

"Luoni -"

"I promised grandfather, I promised grandfather, but I just started, why can't he wait?" Chu Luo murky self reproach of the opening say.

An Xinyue put her hand around her and said, "grandfather can see your efforts, he can see."

Chu Luoni is crying in an Xinyue's arms. He has never cried, but this time, he really can't help it.

What ink cloud means to him is that he is not only an elder, but also a teacher. He taught everything he did.

An Xinyue gently patted him on the back, calmed his mood, "grandfather won't blame you, he knows your start, has been very happy." An Xinyue whispered, "you've always been the pride of your grandfather."

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