Brett stroked Juetian's fur and said with a faint smile, "This is Juetian."

"Ah." Guan Yanxin exclaimed. They had never seen Juetian's true form.

I never expected that the man I like is actually a cute little kitten.

"So cute." Dongfang Yuer didn't feel anything at all. There were even skeletons in the team. In comparison, Juetian was much cuter.

Brett also smiled and said, "Yeah, I've never hugged you before, you're so cute."

"I want a hug too." Guan Yanxin said from the side. Juetian often had a cold face, so she didn't dare to tease him. Now she finally had the chance to bully him.

Brett is now much more generous and hands the cat version of Juetian in his arms to Guan Yanxin.

Guan Yanxin held him in her arms and exclaimed that he was so adorable.

As for when Juetian wakes up, he will be in despair, being tortured by these three women.

Ye Hua returned to the bar again, ready to get some pancakes to eat. However, when he reached the entrance of the alley, he did not see the lady selling them, and suddenly he thought of something.

Could it be that Wu Li had gone? Didn't he listen to his advice? Standing at the entrance of the alley, Ye Hua breathed a sigh of relief. If Wu Li really had gone, he probably wouldn't be able to come back.

As for the aunt?

Maybe I will never be able to eat those hot pancakes again.

At this time, the aunt was still waiting for her child to come home. She had been away for some time and should be back soon.

In order to wait for her son to come back, the aunt did not go to the stall these days. However, the more she waited, the more panicked she felt... As the days passed, the aunt also saw the news that Wuxu Realm had massacred 300,000 people! Although she didn't know what Wuxu Realm was, she knew the woman on TV. Wasn't she the young man's wife? She also bought pancakes at her stall.

The aunt felt that this woman did not seem like an unforgivable person and wondered if the report was wrong.

After seeing so many people die, the aunt also felt that the world had changed. It was no longer a complete world... It was too cruel.

Ding Dong... Ding Dong... The doorbell suddenly rang. The aunt paused and a smile appeared on her face. It seemed that her son was back.

That's not right... My son should have the key, why would he ring the doorbell? The aunt walked to the door, still very alert: "Who is it?"

Standing outside was the man who had received the suicide note. It had been a few days since he delivered it. This feeling was really bad, especially when he saw the despair in the other party's family members' eyes. He also became depressed.

And this family is the family of a team leader.

"I'm here to deliver a letter." The man shouted from outside.

The old lady was even more confused. Are there still mail delivery people these days? She thought he was a liar, so she refused to open the door.

"Go away, or I'll call the police!" the aunt shouted.

"Auntie, it's your son's letter!" the man shouted again.

The aunt didn't believe it because her son had never sent a letter.

"My son will call me if anything happens."

The man sighed softly, not wanting to say that this was a suicide note, but at least he had to hand it to the other person: "Auntie, this... this is your son's suicide note."

Suicide note!

The old lady was shocked and didn't care if the other party was a liar or not. She opened the door directly and said, "What are you talking about? Why would my son write a suicide note?"

The man bowed to the old lady first, then handed her the letter with both hands: "Auntie, my condolences."

The old lady stared at the white envelope, stretched out her trembling right hand, and a bad premonition surged from the bottom of her heart.

"Auntie, Captain Wu is dedicated to peace and justice, please..." the man said in a deep voice, but he couldn't say the rest of the words.

The aunt didn't hear it at all. She tore open the envelope with trembling hands, took out the letter inside and slowly opened it.

There is blood on the lower left corner of the letter paper...

"Dear mother, if you see this letter, it means that your son can no longer fulfill his filial duty to you. I'm sorry."

When the old lady saw this line of words, she felt dizzy and the man hurriedly held her back.

The aunt collapsed on the ground, looking at the handwriting of her son, her tears wet the letter paper one by one, when she finished reading it all.

A miserable wail suddenly broke out.

"My son! My son, why did you leave your mother alone!!!" The aunt screamed in pain, beating her chest.

The man took a deep breath and squatted down: "Auntie, I'm sorry."

The old lady grabbed the man's shoulders and cried miserably, "Tell me how my son died, please tell me!"

"Auntie, you should have seen the news report. Captain Wu was in there. Captain Wu sacrificed his life for the greater good. Auntie, you should be proud of your son."

"No! I don't want any pride, I just want my son back, please give my son back!!!" The aunt was completely confused and shook the man hard.

The man had also encountered this situation, so he comforted the aunt.

"Auntie, please come in."

The aunt cried out, "Then where is my son's body?!"

"Sorry, all the bodies are buried in that yellow sand." After saying this, the man turned and left. The moment the elevator door closed, the man heard even more miserable wails coming from outside.

Maybe Ye Hua doesn't know about this yet, but he did advise Wu Li at the beginning to just accompany his aunt and not think about anything else.

Unfortunately, between happiness and despair, Wu Li chose despair, leaving his old mother alone.

On this day, Ye Hua was teaching his son how to wield a sword. The little guy Ye Yan had grown a little taller. He was holding a sword that was longer than himself, with tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Hold it tight!" Ye Hua shouted in a deep voice.

Ye Yan's eyes were determined, and even though his hands were shaking, he still held the hilt of the sword tightly.

Dong Huangli next to him seemed very calm, as if he had been abused by his mother.

Ye Hua took a sip of his tea, his eyes calm and steady, looking like a strict father.

Qingya and Donghuang Baizhi sat aside and learned to knit sweaters. From time to time, they looked back at the children with a smile on their faces.

This kind of life is so warm.

However, at this moment, Ye Hua received Wei Chang's message. His brows tightened after hearing it. An old lady actually came to the bar!

You know, it has never happened before, could it be...

"Ye Hua, what's wrong?"

Qingya and Donghuang Baizhi both felt the changes in their husbands. After all, Ye Hua seldom frowned, and whenever he frowned, it was a big deal for Ye Hua.

So the two women were confused.

Ye Hua took a deep breath and said, "Auntie is here to clean up."

"Auntie? Is she the one selling pancakes at the corner of the alley?" Qingya asked in a soft voice.

Ye Hua frowned and nodded, thinking about how to talk about this matter.