Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million magical points

Chapter 329 My Widow
On the Life Code Number, Ai Moye shook off Zi Dao's supporting hand and walked forward in a daze, holding on to the wall.

Zi Dao wanted to catch up worriedly, but was stopped by Annie, who shook her head slightly.

Zidao stopped, hesitated for a moment, and did not follow.

Ai Moye leaned against the wall and walked back to Di Lie's lounge step by step.

It seemed that the aura of Emperor Lie still lingered here, and nothing had changed.

The only difference is that she knew clearly that person would never come back.

She sat on the sofa in a daze, her eyes so empty that they seemed to have lost all their luster.

At some point, Annie came up to her and handed her the phone.

"You know, the marshal is actually a reserved person. He would be embarrassed to express his emotions openly." Annie tried her best to tell Ai Moye with a relaxed expression about Di Lie's last words before he left.

"There is a video on the phone. The Marshal cannot tell you in person, but has to tell you. It won't be too late to check it out when you have calmed down."

Then, Anne quietly retreated and waited quietly outside the door.

The flow of time in the universe is not consistent, and the Life Code Number had left the war zone long before the "Tyrant" appeared.

As the starships moved towards the Empire, the Federation's fleets rushed to the battlefield one after another to clear up the hidden dangers after the war.

There is 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 in her hand for an unknown amount of time before 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 gold lock with his slender fingers. His expression was casual and relaxed, and he 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 transcend 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 the moment, he was just a residual illusion.

"I cannot tell you the decision I made in advance, nor can I let anyone convey it to you."

The emergence of a "tyrant" is necessary. Without this, there will be no space for Ai Moye to survive.

The Marshal does not care about the lives and deaths of people outside the empire, but if his sacrifice can exchange for the future of those he cares about, he is happy to make up for that sinful history.

However, after planning and testing countless times, and clearly having made up his mind, he was always unable to tell Ai Moye his decision until the moment he touched her soft expression.

"My meeting with you was purely a coincidence. What happened that night was not what I expected. I apologize for leaving you with such unpleasant memories and being a small burden."

The corners of Ai Moye's mouth twitched, she wanted to laugh but couldn't.

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, I couldn’t tell for a moment whether the pain in my body was greater or the pain in my heart was more numbing.

"Bad guy." Ai Moye said softly.

He abandoned them without even giving them a proper 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 person. I have no intention of abandoning my wife and children. At least before arriving at the Azure Planet, I am really considering protecting you and your children until the end of your life."

No one is allowed to get close to Ai Moye. This small, soft quail is imprisoned in a specially built high wall so that no one can covet it.

However, the historical corridor of the Moon Kingdom not only allowed Ai Moye to get in touch with his past, but also allowed his dusty memories to begin to awaken.

Sins that are too heavy and past that cannot be washed away cannot be completely discarded by simply saying "it has nothing to do with me".

How can I survive in this world?

After a long silence, the Marshal seemed to be trying to see through the screen to distinguish the future Ai Moye in front of him. "I thought I could help you to the greatest extent and help you grow to a height where you don't need anyone's help. I didn't expect that in the end, all you would have left was suffering."

The thoughtful and emotional little quail was unable to face his departure rationally for a moment.

He knew this very well, but there was nothing he could do.

"Time can dilute the longing," he whispered, "one year, three years, five years, ten years, you have a long and glorious life ahead of you. Forget me, and try to wait for another partner whom you love and who also adores you."

Ai Moye held her head and whimpered in pain.

The marshal seemed to have judged all her emotions, and he comforted her more gently and patiently.

"All my property belongs to you, and until your unborn child reaches adulthood, Felix's house also belongs to you. You can treat it as a toy or as a treasure. It's up to you to do with it."

Ai Moye shook her head vigorously.

She has no shortage of wealth, nor does she want a big family.

Only at this moment did she realize that Di Lie's importance in her life had reached a level that she could not let go.

Just thinking about this person's departure makes me feel so painful that I can't breathe.

"As for the little one in your belly," the marshal thought for a long time before saying, "he has already lost his father, but I hope he won't lose his mother either. I would like to ask for a dozen years of your time to accompany him until he grows up."

These ten years are not a long time in the three hundred years.

When the children grow up to be old enough to stand on their own, Ai Moye 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 the noise inside, fearing that something unexpected might happen to Ai Moye due to her excitement.

The marshal's last words were very long, conveying them in this way, words that he was embarrassed to say in person, was both a comfort and a farewell.

But Ai Moye couldn't hear anything. In the end, she covered her ears sadly, tears streaming down her face.

"Uncle Di, can you come back?"

He saw nothing.

Their child was never born and she never graduated.

He once said that he was curious about what kind of person she would grow up to be and what earth-shaking changes she would bring to the universe.

I am also looking forward to what she will look like when she becomes more mature and stable.

He also said that when she was in her sophomore year, he would give her a set of mecha, which was an old one he had used. They had fought side by side for many years, but it had to be "retired", but it was still well preserved.

Before going to bed, I accidentally turned to the "Secret Realm of Vera" recorded in the book. It is the paradise that all wood-type mutants yearn for.

He had promised that when he retired, he would accompany her to find the legendary secret realm and experience the most mysterious and vast primitive jungle in the ancient Earth.

Why did the words that were mentioned casually countless times and should have been forgotten long ago become so clear at this moment?
His guilt, reluctance, embarrassment and heartache were hidden in his casual words, and he was careful not to be discovered by Ai Moye.

It was not until now that Ai Moye sensed the hidden apology.

He was apologizing for leaving her an indelible mark in the shortest possible time - a life that was a fusion of the blood of both of them and was accidentally born into this world.

Therefore, 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 belonging to the flesh and blood in her belly, crying miserably and desperately, calling out again and again.

"Uncle Di, 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 be back with me.

——Great and gentle god, will you respond to my call?