Su Lianrong looked at Sang Yue and said word by word: "Surgery!"
There was no expression on Sang Yue's face. She looked at Tong Xiaoye on the bed and sighed after a long time: "The descendants of the Sima family are always like this. No wonder my man would rather insist on being wrong."
Su Lianrong closed her eyes slightly and said softly: "If she is going to be sad in the end, Su Guohao cannot be the only love in her heart. I will take care of the rest."
Half a month later, in the hospital, Su Guohao looked at his sister Su Lianrong, who was helping him pack his belongings. She was a little thinner than a few days ago, and her face was slightly pale because of her pregnancy.
"She——" Su Guohao's voice was a little hoarse and he asked softly, "Has she settled in?"
Su Lianrong licked her lips lightly and said softly: "It has been cremated. The ashes are temporarily stored in the ashes storage area of the cemetery. The cemetery has just been selected."
"I didn't even see her for the last time." Su Guohao's voice was a little cold.
"It happened so suddenly. This was her only wish. I didn't want her to die in peace." Su Lianrong did not tell Su Guohao everything. She concealed what Tong Xiaoye said when communicating with her soul, "You can't let her heart down."
."
Su Guohao breathed a sigh of relief and placed his hand on his chest, where Tong Xiaoye's heart was beating vividly, making him feel at ease and quiet, as if she was beside her, smiling and connected.
"I will live a good life, not only because I can't live up to Xiaoye's heart, but I will live a good life for Xiaoye. Although she can't accompany me in reality, she gave me her heart. Compared with most men, I
It's happiness." Su Guohao smiled slightly, looking a little dazed.
Su Lianrong said nothing and continued to pack some items that needed to be taken away.
"The tombstone is carved." Gu Jiangnan came in from the outside, "Guohao, this is the caretaker of the tombstone. Officer Tong's ashes will be buried in two days."
Su Guohao took the photo and looked at it quietly. The words on it were beautifully written. You could tell at a glance that it was written by a famous artist.
Two days later, Tong Xiaoye's parents, relatives, friends and colleagues arrived at the cemetery early in the morning.
Xiao Dan was dressed in black and wearing black sunglasses. Her red sports car was parked far away. It was a bit strange to put that red color in such a solemn place.
"Su Guohao." Xiao Dan approached Su Guohao and said in a low voice.
"Are you ready?" Su Guohao asked coldly without looking back.
Because Tong Xiaoye's accident was so sudden, the choice of the cemetery was a bit hasty. Lin Xu'an used his connections to choose a place very close to his grandparents. Not far away was the birthplace of Tong Xiaoye and Su Lianrong's biological mother.
tomb.
"Everything is here." Xiao Dan sighed softly, his eyes fell on the tombstone in front of him, his expression suddenly looked a little startled, and he swallowed the next words.
There are two names engraved on the tombstone: Su Guohao and Tong Xiaoye's tomb.
One name is red and one name is black.
It took a long time for Xiao Dan to turn her head and look at Su Guohao. She didn't love this man, but she couldn't really hate him, because Su Guohao was indeed not a disgusting person. He had a straight face, a dignified air, and a gentleman and gentle manner. However, she
It was discovered that she was jealous of Tong Xiaoye, because this man made no secret of Tong Xiaoye's status in his mind in front of everyone.
He was telling everyone who knew Tong Xiaoye that Tong Xiaoye was his Su Guohao's wife, the woman he cherished most in his life and would share his life with.
Lin Xu'an watched Su Guohao burn the photocopy of his divorce with Xiao Dan in front of the tombstone, and suddenly remembered what Tong Xiaoye had confessed, that note.
The note was well sealed in an envelope. Lin Xu'an took it out without explaining to anyone. The note was folded very well. Lin Xu'an was not curious, but just opened it out of habit, so that it would be easier to light it.
.
A line of beautiful, familiar handwriting jumped into view:
Xiaoye loves Jinmo!
A faded red thread was quietly tangled into a heart shape, as if a lingering hand was caressing a line of words. Lin Xuan frowned slightly, as if he had seen this red thread before somewhere. When he was about to take a closer look, the note fell with the red thread.
in a lit fire.
The note quickly disappeared in the fire, spinning and flying like a butterfly before falling down, quietly sticking to the tombstone, and then slowly sliding down.
Lin Xu'an suddenly remembered that this red thread seemed to be one of the bracelets woven from the red rope on Xiaoye's wrist. When he was identifying the body, he had seen it. Reflecting on Xiaoye's white wrist, it was as poignant as residual blood, as if in life.
The traces fit like a quiet face.
The weather in the morning was not very good. At this moment, a thin drizzle began to fall, which gradually became heavier and heavier. The ashes in front of the tombstone quickly drained away in the rain. Everyone took an umbrella and stood quietly on the tombstone.
forward.
Lin Xu'an didn't think about who this Jin Mo was. It must be the sweetest secret in her sister Xiaoye's heart. I hope she can meet this Jin Mo in the next life. In this life, she is the wife of Su Guohao on the tombstone. Su Guohao is on his tombstone.
Law Firm Makes a Will:
Before Tong Xiaoye's heart stops beating, he will live well. In this life, he and Tong Xiaoye will be husband and wife forever.
From a distance, Sang Yue and the little boss held an umbrella together and murmured: "Is it true that Tong Xiaoye can only wait for another life to come?"
The little boss hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Tong Xiaoye suddenly had an accident, and the time channel that was originally because of her was suddenly closed. We have no way to go back. We can only go back to the time when Xiaoye left in the previous life, but we cannot go back to this Xiaoye's past.
I don’t know where she is even in the Wumeng Kingdom.”
"Can Gan Nan help?" Sang Yue said reluctantly.
The little boss shook his head and said nothing. How could Gan Nan help Tong Xiaoye return to Wumeng Country? Sima would not have to wait for thousands of years. If he could turn back, Sima could completely return to Cong Yier before the accident to avoid the incident.
Sima and the others can only move forward, not retreat.
At the bottom of the mountain, a car slowly passed by, the window rolled down, and a calm and calm face looked at this side quietly.
"She may only be able to wait for her time until she can leave." Gan Nan said softly, "However, this may be her best choice. At least she can quietly miss the people she cares about without being disturbed.
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"Her life is very long. She saved Su Guohao and gave up her heart, which is equivalent to giving up reincarnation. As for what she will do, it depends on her fate." The car window slowly rose again, and there was a slight tone in the voice.
With a hint of tiredness, he said, "Let's go and take a look around the old site."
The car drove away slowly, seemingly melting into the wind and rain, splashing like a picture.
In the Wumeng Kingdom, it seemed as if the sky and the earth had entered a bleak winter overnight. The Sima family once again proposed that Tong Xiaoye should be buried in peace. Xuan Jin silently listened to Tianqi helplessly say this. Although Tong Xiaoye was his wife,
But she is also a princess in the genealogy of the Daxing Dynasty.
"Jin Mo, continuing like this is not an option. You can't let Xiao Ye's soul never reincarnate, right?" Tian Qi sighed, "It's really hard for her to always lie like this in an ice coffin-"
"I understand." Xuan Jinmo said indifferently, "I'm going to see her one last time."
Tianqi was a little surprised that Xuan Jinmo agreed so readily. He looked at Xuan Jinmo in surprise, but his expression was still a little more relaxed. "As time goes by, you will slowly forget that the dead cannot be reborn, but you still have to take care of yourself."
Living is an accident."
Xuan Jin nodded silently and said indifferently: "Yes, unexpected."
Dressed in plain clothes, Xuan Jin walked quietly to the secret room. Everything here was designed by him himself. It was built according to Xiaoye's favorite form during his lifetime. It was clean and tidy, without any mechanism. "You guys wait here,
I want to stay alone with Xiaoye for a while."
Tianqi nodded and signaled everyone to stop. Originally, this was a restricted area of Prince Xuan's Mansion, and no one except Xuan Jinmo was allowed to enter.
Inside the ice coffin, Tong Xiaoye was as quiet as if he was sleeping peacefully, and his face was as gentle as before.
Xuan Jin silently didn't look back, and waved his hand gently to the back. The seemingly ordinary door closed gently and silently, isolating him from everyone.
"Your Majesty, Prince Xuan, he, he -" The guard on the side was startled and stammered, "Prince Xuan has closed the door."
Tian Qi was slightly stunned and looked at the speaker.
"This door can only be closed from the outside and can be opened from both inside and outside. However, if it is closed from the inside, unless the person inside is willing to come out, the door cannot be opened at all. If it is opened, the entire secret room will explode into pieces in an instant."
The confidant beside Xuan Jinmo lowered his head and explained.
Tian Qi's face turned pale instantly and he stared blankly. Did Xuan Jinmo deliberately want to turn into ashes with Tong Xiaoye?
Indoors, Xuan Jinmo looked solemn and looked at a familiar red thread on the ground with confusion. It was slightly faded and seemed to have fallen here in a hurry. It turned out that the red thread was here. No wonder he couldn't find it. But, why is there only one?
One?
Outside, all the servants of Prince Xuan's Mansion knelt down. The snow fell on them, and soon it fell into pieces. Tianqi's heart almost stopped. Will the door of the secret room be opened? Will Xuan Jinmo let himself go from inside?
Come out?
No one answered, everyone stared at the closed door, the only sound in their ears was the sound of wind and snow——