Chapter 418 How Can Brother Yi Bear Such Pain?

"No, it's just that there is no electricity. These things can't hurt us."

During the time spent with Wen Xiaoai, Xiaocha discovered that Wen Xiaoai was not familiar with many electronic products.

And I don’t even use a mobile phone. Sometimes when I see a character die on TV, I think it’s really dead...

Although it was a little strange why Wen Xiaoai was so far behind, she didn't think much about it.

Anyway, she is playing around like a child now, happy and trouble-free every day, which is better than anything else.

Wen Xiaoai heaved a sigh of relief when Xiaocha said it was fine.

He asked Xiaocha to call Jun Moyan for him, and after telling Jun Moyan "I like you, I love you", he went upstairs to brush his teeth and wash his face.

At noon, Wen Xiaoai had lunch with the alcoholic who came to eat.

"Why didn't you cling to Jun Moyan today?" The drunkard asked with a smile.

"He has something to go out, come back at night."

"Oh."

The two ate and chatted about irrelevant topics.

"I heard from Jun Moyan that you have known him for eight years."

"Well, it's been eight years..." The alcoholic's hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Eight years, exactly eight years.

How many eight years can life have.

"It's been a long time for you guys."

"Yeah, it's really been a long time. After all, a person's life is only a hundred years, and eight years has already accounted for about one tenth of his life."

century.

century.

Wen Xiaoai was eating when she suddenly froze.

So Jun Moyan can only live for a hundred years, after which he will die?

Wen Xiaoai was dumbfounded.

The friends around her used to be monsters who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, so she never thought about longevity.

Even when she was with Jun Moyan every day, she often said that she wanted to be with him forever, but she kept ignoring that Jun Moyan was just a human being who could live for decades... But she only had six lives left, A monster that can live for a long time.

She has lived for five hundred years, and she has not felt much during these five hundred years. Apart from practicing, she is playing with her little friends every day.

If she hadn't met Jun Moyan, maybe hundreds or even thousands of years later, time would always be just a word to her, not time.

She would not feel precious and cherished, but now...

"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiaoai was stunned on the seat, completely in a daze.

The drunkard looked at Wen Xiaoai who was suddenly stunned, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

He never thought about this problem before, and when he was with Brother Yi, he would never think about bad things.

It wasn't until the day when Brother Chen left that he clearly realized how big the gap was between him and Brother Brother Chen.

How big is the gap between life and death?

He still clearly remembers the feeling of suffocation that was so painful that the whole world collapsed.

In fact, he sometimes rejoices that the one who always closes his eyes is Brother Ci, not him.

The one who has to grit his teeth and persist in living because of despair, being dragged by a glimmer of hope, is the most painful.

How could Brother Yi bear this kind of pain?

He cried so much that he didn't know how many times a day he had to cry over his dead body.

Wen Xiaoai sat quietly on the chair in a daze, not even knowing when the drunkard left.

Until Xiaocha came in and called her.

Wen Xiaoai just woke up like a dream.

"Miss Wen, what's the matter with you? Why are you in a daze? "