Certainly.
Strictly speaking, he was someone who had experienced death once.
However, he had never penned such thoughts in his previous life.
What should he put down on paper?
After pondering for a brief moment, Wang Ye began to write.
"Dad, Mom, I hope this doesn't come to your eyes.
Sigh, that would imply that I should have died a hero now.
Yet, if you truly wish for heroics this time, then I can only say, Mom, Dad, while you're still youthful, you should bring another child into this world.
Nevertheless, I doubt I'll be a hero. Perhaps I'll merely toss a grenade." At this juncture, Wang Ye chuckled to himself.
Upon witnessing Wang Ye's expression, Qin Li swiftly leaned in, taken aback.
He felt immense curiosity regarding what Wang Ye had inscribed, especially considering he could still smile after composing what essentially was a farewell.
