Xiang Que's fingers gently pressed on the child's forehead a few times, and then the child's eyes slowly closed, he stopped crying, his hands and feet hung down, and soon he fell asleep with his mouth open.
"You take the children and leave here first. I'll stay here to do some errands. When I'm done, I'll go out and find you again." Xiang Que handed the child to Wang Kunlun.
Wang Kunlun carefully took the child, frowned and said worriedly: "You have to hurry up. Such a big movement will definitely attract the attention of the American police. The traces of fighting here are too obvious, as well as bullet casings and corpses. If you are discovered
You might be labeled a terrorist, so leave quickly."
"Okay, I understand," Xiang Fang nodded and said, and then reminded: "After you leave here, immediately find the people in Hongmen and contact them. Su Ho's parents should also be in the United States."
Wang Kunlun sighed and asked, "Do we have to meet at this time?"
The saddest thing in the world is for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person to someone else. When Su Ho dies, the saddest thing is her parents. It’s really not the right time for Xiang Que to see these two old people, so he must at least give them to each other.
A period of relaxation and tolerance.
Xiang Que paused silently and said: "Some things have to be faced, and escaping is not the only way... Dare to take action."
Wang Kunlun, Xiaoliang, Fang Zhongxin and Gao Gaoyong left quickly. Xiang Que waited until they left before standing up from the ground and searching around the center of the explosion.
Su Ho's body must be incomplete and fragmented, but Xiang Que cannot let himself face an empty cemetery every year when he pays homage to Su Ho. Even if he only finds a few bones, he can find as many as he can.
Well, people always need someone to support themselves in their hearts.
Ten minutes later, Xiang Que found a piece of shin bone that was broken, burned, and stained with clothing. The meat had been roasted, and the bones were charred and deformed. He held it in his hand, felt it silently for a moment, and then threw it away.
When we got to one side, we saw that these were the bones of a man, and they did not belong to Soho.
Not long after, Xiang Que found another piece more than fifty meters away from the explosion. Then, more than two hours later, Xiang Que tore off a piece of clothing from his body and wrapped all the found bones together.
This was the only remaining wreckage of Soho he could find.
"Hey..." Xiang Que sighed, put the bones away and put them in his bag.
At this time, sirens sounded one after another outside the Yellowstone Canyon, and five police cars a few kilometers away were rushing here quickly.
Xiang Que took one last look at the place where Su Ho died, and stepped out of the Yellowstone Grand Canyon.
Everything here will eventually become a piece of buried history!
After Xiang Que left Yellowstone Park, night had fallen. He put his hands in his pockets and raised his head, silently looking up at the sky. From time to time, tangles, complex expressions, and hesitation appeared on his face.
During this period, his mind was constantly replaying every detail of his encounter with Su Ho.
When they first met in Lujiazui, Shanghai, he called Su Ho "Maoshan Bus". Women at that time were arrogant and loved by thousands of people. Looking at the whole audience at the reception, no woman was as shining as her.
Dazzling.
They met again in the jungle of southern Guizhou. Xiang Que shamelessly deceived Su Ho into giving her his first kiss.
That was also Xiang Que's first intimate contact with the opposite sex.
From then on, every little bit about him and her came to Xiang Que's mind, like a video that was played in a continuous loop. He kept replaying the scene of the two meeting in his mind over and over again.
Played over and over again.
Xiang Que is looking for an answer that he is not sure about.
The question was what Su Ho asked him before he died.
After a long time, Xiang Que silently took out his cigarette and lit one.
The smoke dispersed with the wind and drifted into the distance, taking away Xiang Que's thoughts.
After a long time, Xiang Que crushed the cigarette butt, and the expression on his face was no longer tangled, complicated, and hesitant.
As if he had found the answer that made him hesitate, Xiang Que opened the passage to the underworld.
One step in.
The Yang world and the underworld are two worlds separated by heaven and man. People in the Yang world are born and people in the underworld are dead.
Naihe Bridge.
Xiang Que stood on the bridge. Now he had strong Yin-Yang Feng Shui skills, and because of the birth of his child, a chain of cause and effect had been established between the two of them.
Therefore, Xiang Que could easily feel the location of Su Ho's soul in the underworld. Among the vast number of dead souls, an indifferent shadow was waiting by the Naihe Bridge along with countless dead souls.
Xiang Que clenched his fists and looked forward, as if he felt someone was looking at him. The dead soul turned its head in a daze, looking for a pair of eyes that seemed a little fiery.
Su Ho smiled and saw Xiang Que.
Xiang Que also smiled because he saw Su Ho smiling.
This time, Xiang Que did not forcefully take Su Ho's soul away from the Naihe Bridge. It was not that he did not dare to be domineering in the underworld, but that this was not why he came to the underworld.
Xiang Que came to the underworld to see Su Ho, just to tell her an answer.
Although the two were separated by a distance, they seemed to be drawn closer to each other in an instant.
Xiang Que said softly: "I came here to tell you... I thought I had never been in love with you, but now I feel that it turns out that I also had you in my heart."
It turns out I once had you too!
It turns out that I have always been in love with you!
However, the person has passed away, and the two feelings have become a thing of the past. There is no day and night, and the two feelings have never lasted for a long time.
Su Ho smiled again, saying "You Xiangque" was enough for her.
Xiang Que said softly: "After finishing, I will let her grow up safely. One day I will tell her that she once had a great mother. Although she did not have the chance to love her, she always loved her...
··Have a good journey”
Su Ho waved his hands gently and shed tears.
Xiang Que gradually disappeared and left the Naihe Bridge.
This time, he did not forcefully interfere with Su Ho's reincarnation. He thought that Su Ho would have the destination she deserved in her next life. It all depended on God's will.
Xiang Que also has no intention of retaining the memory of Su Ho in this life. He feels that the best destination is for this love to disappear and be buried in the deepest part of his memory. When he is old, he will hug Wanwan in the sunset.
In the afternoon or before dusk or at dawn, he and Wanwan would recall together her former mother, the woman he had once been in love with.
Su Ho looked at the place where Xiang Que disappeared and said softly: "The person I have never loved and missed...goodbye, the father of my child."
Some love, buried deepest, is the best memory.
Naihe Bridge buries love, and even a bowl of Meng Po soup cannot destroy all the love in the world!
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