Mu Yutian hooked the corner of Murong Yanxing's clothes and blinked: "Please stay with me for a while."

Murong Yanxing lowered his head and saw the little hand hooking his clothes, his heart softened.

"What's wrong? I've become a baby, and I have to coax others to sleep?"

"Hmph, baby is just baby, then... I want to hear you talk about Bing Xiaoyi." Mu Yutian blinked her big eyes and tried hard to hold on, not sleeping, "Is it OK from beginning to end?"

Murong Yanxing sat by the bed.

Actually, there is nothing that cannot be said.

He was not willing to talk to Mu Yutian before because it was a scar in his heart that could not be touched. Every time it was untied, it would be painful and rotten again, making people feel unbearable.

But, so what?

Now, he has returned to the First Army, and... Mu Yutian has also met Bing Xiaoyi.

What else is worth hiding?

"The First Army had a special operation team that specialized in some of the most confidential and difficult tasks.

It can also be said that the Special Operations Team is an elite group of all military personnel.

The special operations team has three major groups, Nanhe, Betelgeuse and Sirius.

At the age of twenty, I finally became the leader of the Tianlang Group. I successfully led the entire team and completed many tasks. Whether it was ordinary tasks or confidential tasks, we could complete them well."

"That's amazing." Mu Yutian blinked, her bright eyes cast a worshipful look at Murong Yanxing.

Murong Yanxing reached out and gently touched Mu Yutian's hair.

"Bing Xiaoyi and I entered the First Army together... but she did not enter the Special Operations Team. Perhaps it was because Ye Wanhe was reluctant to let her enter this team with too high danger coefficient." Murong Yanxing said.

"But she was finally in danger and died..." Murong Yanxing chuckled with a self-deprecating voice.

In Mu Yutian's eyes, this smile was bleak and dull. It was not his usual confident smile, nor the sneer when he got angry or the sneer when he teased her.

It is a kind of expression that makes people feel heartbreaking after seeing it.

Mu Yutian felt very sad, but she could not express this feeling. She could only feel her heart trembling because of Murong Yanxing.

"If I hadn't asked Bing Xiaoyi, who was not originally in the Tianlang Group, to help, she wouldn't have died..." Murong Yanxing said, pausing, "At that time, I was arrogant and thought that there was no task that we Tianlang could not complete. I had no concern at all, and the task would have the possibility of failure..."

"Nothing is 100% . Sacrifice or bad things. We can only try to minimize the possibility of them. There is no complete avoidance... any accident." Mu Yutian said.

"It's not just Bing Xiaoyi..." Murong Yanxing said, looking at Mu Yutian with a steady look.

Mu Yutian felt the deepest sadness in his eyes.

She finally began to understand a little.

In this man's deep eyes, besides being sharp, besides being fierce, and indifferent...what else is there?

There is another kind of sadness that no one else understands.

There is another type that penetrates into people's hearts.

"It's not just Bing Xiaoyi, do you know?" Murong Yanxing took a deep breath, but the breath he exhaled seemed to exhale the heaviest filth, "It's not just Bing Xiaoyi."
Chapter completed!