Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

Although it has been air-dried, An Lun can still tell that it has been soaked in a considerable amount of water.

Many times, An Lun felt that, as an uncle in his thirties, although he could not be rich yet, he could handle many things without being surprised.

But today, An Lun's heart was still stirred up by such a small letter.

It's hard for An Lun to imagine what it would be like for a girl to write these words with a forced smile while shedding tears.

An Lun is not a poet, and he can't use gorgeous words to describe the complicated inner environment of the girl when he wrote this letter.

But he knew that that girl must be very very very very sad.

"..."

An Lun didn't speak, and he stroked the letter with his hand in an inexplicably heavy mood, and then continued to read.

The letter paper was blank in many places, only at the bottom, there were a few lines of beautiful small characters——

Commander, I really, really miss you.

I really want to see you again.

If you can get this letter, please come back and look at me again, please?

The Commander who took all my light and just walked away is really... so cunning!

"..."

Fold the letter paper and stuff it into the envelope.

Looking at the moonlight outside, An Lun took a deep breath and put the envelope into his pocket.

"If I am your commander—then, I will definitely return to you."

"My first wedding ship."

PS: First of all, thank you 'Fenghe' and 'I don't have any feelings' for your rewards

PS2: Well, if you think this book is not bad so far, if you like it, can you please give some recommendation tickets~ It’s not easy to start a new book!

PS3: Everyone should guess who wrote the letter, right?This is a better guess based on clues.

Chapter 004. The First Morning in Another World

The morning sun shines through the gaps in the ruins and dapples the dilapidated house.

On an old sofa in the corner of the room, Lafite stretched out a comfortable stretch.

She was covered with a coat that was neither too thick nor too thin. Although it didn't look like a high-end product, to Lafite, this coat that had the taste of a commander made her feel particularly at ease.

On the ground next to the sofa, the commander was snoring, which could not be called noisy for the time being.

Gently getting up from the sofa, little Lafite lightly jumped to the commander's side on tiptoe.

Following the way the Commander covered himself with the coat last night, Lafite covered An Lun's body with the coat with a particularly sacred expression.

Then, the little guy squatted down and observed the commander with a curious expression.

Short black hair, but the hairline seems to be higher than it was three years ago.

The small eyes and the high bridge of the nose have not changed much, the mouth is not big, but the lips are a little thicker than ordinary people.

Probably because I haven't washed my face for a long time, the skin on my face looks a little oily.

Not big, but not thin either.

No matter how you looked at him, he was a middle-aged greasy man who was thrown into the crowd and never found again.

However, in Lafite's eyes, he is just different from others.

He is him, An Lun, the commander of Lafite and everyone.

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"Well--"

An Lun woke up with a cry of pain.

Because, just a second ago, his only facial features that could be used - Mr. Tall Nose, unfortunately suffered a particularly severe impact.

His whole head was buzzing, and the corners of his eyes even shed tears. An Lun could feel that his entire nose was burning.

And the instigator of all this was Lafite who was covering his forehead with a confused expression.

After more than ten minutes, An Lun finally recovered from the pain.

"I said Lafite, wake me up next time, please don't use such a drastic method."

"Commander, Lafite didn't do it on purpose...probably?" Lafite's eyes drifted up and down, as if he didn't dare to meet An Lun's eyes.

In An Lun's view, this is undoubtedly a way for children to escape after doing something wrong.

So, An Lun tried his best to dig out in his head the words that the dean's mother-in-law had used to teach him a lesson.

After a while, An Lun said with a serious expression: "Lafite, I know that you are just at the age of pranks, but there should be a limit to pranks. Whether you are an adult or a child, you must have a sense of self. The bottom line, once you exceed that bottom line..."