High-octane sweetness! Enter with caution!! Especially if you have a weak heart!!!
Father...
Even though she was smiling, the tears couldn't stop.
Nan Su knelt on the ground, his hands hanging by his sides, the sharp sword piercing through his entire body, his hair completely loose.
Nan Zhiyun stood in a daze in the distance, afraid to approach. Father was still there, still waiting for her... in her room, waiting for her to return.
In a trance, she saw Nan Su waving to her.
"Nannan is back, come here quickly."
"Nannan, look, do you like this I bought for you?"
"Nannan, come, it's time to eat, I specifically asked the kitchen to make it, do you like it?"
"Nannan, Father has to go. After this battle, I'll be back to accompany you, alright?"
"Nannan, Father doesn't hurt. It's just a small injury. Father is invulnerable, it's nothing."
"Nannan has grown up, Father has grown old..."
"Father is here, Father will see you off on your wedding day..."
"Father..." Nan Zhiyun called out softly, Father... the tears could no longer be held back, falling from the corners of her eyes like pearls.
Yu Jingchen entered and saw this scene. He was shocked and worried. He looked at Nan Zhiyun, who was a little unsteady. Yu Jingchen instinctively reached out to hold her, but Nan Zhiyun broke free.
"Yun'er..." Yu Jingchen called her.
"Father..." Nan Zhiyun could only call out "Father." She wanted her father.
Father was a majestic great general, he would be fine. He said he was invulnerable, his body was like Vajra... Nan Zhiyun didn't know how she walked over.
Looking at Nan Su kneeling in the center, Nan Zhiyun also knelt before him. She reached out, wanting to touch him, but as soon as her hand touched Nan Su's face, she quickly withdrew it.
A sharp sword was plunged into Nan Su's chest. Nan Zhiyun's hands trembled as she tried to pull out the sword, but her hands shook so badly that she couldn't control them at all.
"Father... Father," Nan Zhiyun murmured. Yu Jingchen stood behind her, not stepping forward. He knew that anything he did now would be superfluous.
"Father, I'm back... I'm back to see you, I miss you... Father, Nannan wants Father to hold me again, Nannan is hungry..." Nan Zhiyun hugged Nan Su, unable to hold back any longer, and broke down in tears.
The heart-wrenching roars and calls would never be answered again.
"Father, get up, wake up, I beg you. Daughter is back, Nannan is back, and your little grandson is back to see you. He's only one month old... Father... you haven't seen your grandson yet, and daughter is about to become a mother, Father..." Nan Zhiyun hugged Nan Su, her face streaked with tears, her voice trembling, her voice hoarse.
She looked at Nan Su, using her hands to wipe the bloodstains from his face again and again. Nan Zhiyun was smiling, but her smile brought tears to people's eyes.
"Yun'er... can you get up first?" Yu Jingchen couldn't bear to watch any longer.
"No..." Nan Zhiyun struggled out of Yu Jingchen's embrace, her eyes hollow.
"My Father is a great general, he'll be fine. He's just injured, just a little tired... He'll be fine after a little sleep. He'll wake up after a nap." Nan Zhiyun stroked the person in her arms, unwilling to let go.
"It's just..." Nan Zhiyun looked at Yu Jingchen with some confusion: "When do you think he'll wake up? Why isn't he awake now that I'm back?"