Chapter 329 My Widow
On the life code number, Ai Moye shook off Zi Dao's hand and walked forward in a daze, holding on to the wall.
Zi Dao wanted to catch up with him worriedly, but was stopped by Annie, who shook his head slightly.
Zi Dao stopped, hesitated for a moment, and did not follow.
Ai Moye leaned against the wall and returned to Di Lie's lounge step by step.
It seemed that Di Lie's breath was still lingering here, and nothing had changed.
The only difference was that she knew clearly that the man would never come back.
She sat on the sofa blankly, her eyes were empty as if they had lost all their brilliance.
At some point, Annie came to her and handed her the phone.
"You know, the marshal is actually an introverted person. He would be embarrassed to express his feelings." Annie tried to tell Ai Moye about Di Lie's instructions before leaving with a relaxed expression.
"There is a video in the phone, which the Marshal cannot tell you in person, but has to tell you. It's not too late to check it out when you calm down."
Then, Annie quietly withdrew and waited quietly outside the door.
The speed of time in the universe is not consistent. The life code number had left the war zone long before the "Tyrant" appeared.
When the starship moved towards the Empire, the Federation's fleet rushed to the battlefield one after another to clear the hidden dangers after the war.
There was no alternation between day and night, only the most retro clock on the table, ticking to indicate the passage of time.
Ai Moye held the phone, and after an unknown period of time, she finally clicked on the video that Annie mentioned.
A three-dimensional projection flashed in the room, and on the blue screen, the Marshal recorded his farewell words before his death.
He sat comfortably behind his desk, playing with the golden lock with his slender fingers, his expression casual and relaxed, and it didn't look like he was recording his last words at all.
"Ai Moye, my widow."
A deep and hoarse voice echoed in her ears. Ai Moye looked up in confusion, as if she wanted to cross this period of time and meet the eyes of the man in the projection.
But after all, that was not the real marshal. He was not standing in front of her at this moment. He was just a residual phantom.
"I can't tell you the decision I made in advance, nor can I let anyone convey it."
The appearance of the "tyrant" is necessary. If he doesn't do this, he can't keep the space for Ai Moye to survive.
The marshal doesn't care about the life and death of people outside the empire, but if he can exchange his sacrifice for the future of the people he cares about, he is happy to make up for that sinful history.
It's just that after countless times of brewing and testing, he has made up his mind, but he can't tell the decision until he touches Ai Moye's soft expression.
"Meeting you is completely a coincidence. What happened that night was not what I expected. I left you with a not-so-good memory and a little burden. I apologize here."
Ai Moye's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh but not laughing.
It turns out that he really knew.
The fetus in her belly was restless, making Ai Moye feel uncomfortable and frowning.
Looking at the person in the projection, she couldn't tell for a moment whether the pain in her body was greater or the pain in her heart was more numbing.
"Bad guy." Ai Moye said softly.
Abandoning them without even a formal farewell.
As if he had already anticipated what Ai Moye would say, the marshal felt that it was necessary to restore his image in Ai Moye's mind.
"I am not an irresponsible bad guy, and I don't intend to abandon my wife and children. At least before arriving at the Azure Star, I really considered protecting you and your son until the end of your life."
Don't let anyone get close to Ai Moye, and keep this small, soft quail in a specially made high wall, so that no one can covet it.
However, the historical corridor of the Moon God Kingdom not only allowed Ai Moye to get in touch with his past, but also made his dusty memories begin to awaken.
Too heavy a sin, too unclear a past, can't be completely abandoned by saying "it has nothing to do with me".
How can I live in this world?
After a long silence, the marshal seemed to try to distinguish the figure of the future Ai Moye in front of him through the screen.
"I thought I could give you the greatest assistance and escort you to grow to a height without the help of anyone. I didn't expect that in the end, only suffering would be left for you."
The delicate and emotional little quail couldn't face his departure rationally for a while.
He knew this very well, but he could do nothing about it.
"Time can dilute the longing," he said softly, "one year, three years, five years, ten years, you have a long and glorious life. Forget me, try to wait for another partner you love and admire you."
Ai Moye hugged her head and sobbed painfully.
The marshal seemed to have judged all her emotions, and he comforted her more gently and patiently.
"All my property belongs to you. Before the child in your belly reaches adulthood, the Felix family also belongs to you. You can treat it as a toy or as wealth. It's up to you to decide how to deal with it."
Ai Moye shook her head fiercely.
She had no shortage of wealth, nor did she want a big family.
At this moment, she realized that the importance of Di Lie in her life had reached a level that she could not let go.
Just thinking about this person's departure would make her feel so painful that she could not breathe.
"As for the little guy in your belly," the marshal thought for a long time before saying, "he has already lost his father, but I hope he will not lose his mother again. I want to take a dozen years of your time to accompany him until he reaches adulthood."
These dozen years are not a long time in the three hundred years.
After the children grow up to an age enough to be independent, Aimoye can completely abandon everything about them. This is the marshal's selfish but helpless wish.
Outside the room, Annie and the doctors listened nervously to what was going on inside, fearing that something might happen to Aimoye due to her excitement.
The marshal's last words were very long. Conveying the words that he was embarrassed to say in person in this way was both comfort and farewell.
But Ai Moye couldn't hear anything, and in the end she covered her ears sadly, tears falling continuously.
"Uncle Di, can you come back?"
He saw nothing.
Their child was never born, and she hadn't graduated yet.
He once said that he was curious about what kind of person she would grow into and how much earth-shaking changes she would bring to the universe.
I am also looking forward to what kind of style she will be like when she is more mature and stable.
He also said that when she is a sophomore, he will give her a set of mechas. It is an old man he used to fight with for many years. He had to "retire", but it is well preserved.
Before going to bed, I accidentally turned to the "Secret Realm of Vera" recorded in the book, which is the paradise that all wood-type superpowers long for.
He promised that when he retires, he will accompany her to find the legendary secret land and see the most mysterious and vast primitive jungle in the ancient earth period.
Words that have been mentioned casually countless times and should have been forgotten long ago, why do they become so clear at this moment?
His guilt, reluctance, embarrassment, and heartache were hidden in his pretended to be relaxed words, and he was careful not to be seen through by Ai Moye.
It was only now that Aimoye glimpsed the secret apology.
He was apologizing for leaving her with an indelible trace in the shortest possible time - a life that merged the blood of two people and was accidentally born into this world.
So the way to make up for it is to give her all the wealth so that she has enough confidence to face unknown challenges.
But Ai Moye doesn't want any of these.
She held the safety lock that belonged to the flesh and blood in her belly, cried miserably and desperately, and called over and over again.
"Uncle Emperor, come back, come back to us..."
please.
——You still owe me a wish.
——If my wish is that when I open my eyes one day, you will come back to me.
——The great and gentle God, will you answer my call?