Yunci stands beside the hospital bed and deliberately lowers her arm so that Nangong mu can completely see the little guy in her arms.

Nangong Mu slowly and painstakingly raised his arm like a withered branch to the little man God in Yunci's arms.

His lips trembled and he made a dull voice from his breathing hood.

"Warm."

It's warm, it's his warm.

His withered hand touched Jun duo's warm and soft little hand. He was careful to hurt her so fragile.

At this time, Jun duonuan opened her little hand, like some kind of response. She grasped a finger of Nangong Mu tightly in the palm of her hand.

Nangong Mu's turbid pupil was shocked, staring at his warm hand with junduo. There seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes. There were all kinds of moods in his eyes, but he couldn't say a word.

He had been waiting for fifty years. The long time seemed to be far away. He spent night after night, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and finally waited for this meeting.

He remembers that wennuan told him to grow old slowly and wait for her.

But it turns out... He's so old.

He remembered that he had promised her to grow up with her.

But

The swaddling little guy is staring at Nangong mu on the hospital bed with a pair of blinking eyes. She is a bit strange and curious. She doesn't know who he is. She is like a piece of white paper, washed away all the memories about them.

The palm of his hand was still holding his finger tightly, not loosening half a minute.

Nangong Mu looked at the little guy's dark eyes. Once upon a time, the eyes curved in front of him, with the most joyful smile.

Fifty years, he dare not forget, can not forget.

But

Nangong Mu's old voice rang out slowly.

"But... Warm, I can't... Accompany you any more."

At this point, his last breath, which he was hanging, finally overflowed from the corner of his lips and turned into a sigh. Then, he closed his eyes and lost his breath.

Fingers from Jun more warm palms in the slide, heavy down.

In a flash, all around the instrument used to detect life drops of alarm sound.

He left before the last lament, including how much regret and unwilling.

He would like to see wennuan grow up, to see her babble, to see her toddler, to see her enter school. He would welcome Zhaoxia to send her to school. In the evening, the wind would pick her up. He would sit at her desk and help her with her homework. When her rebellious period came, he would appease all her bad emotions.

Then, after she graduated, she would take her hand and say, "wennuan, marry me."

Leaving the ward, the old man looked at the child in Yunci's arms and shook his head with a bitter smile: "it turns out that in this world, there is really such a girl as junduo."

Cloud words unclear, so: "what do you mean?"

The old man sighed and said, "our old man has never married a wife and had children in his whole life. When he was young, his elders asked him to marry the family and let him inherit the family for the Nangong family, but he resisted and even forced him to die.

He said that he was waiting for someone, a girl named junduonuan. She used to live in Nangong's house, fell in love with him, put on a ring with him and vowed that she would come back one day.

However, no one in the Nangong family knows this young lady junduonuan. Even I don't remember that there was such a person around him. I even searched for him secretly and got nothing. "