Gong Xue was like an unconscious wooden figure, tightly held in the arms of the woman who told her that Gao Yuan was gone.
"Xiaoxue...Xiaoxue...A Yuan, he left us behind...ah...he doesn't want his father...he doesn't want Aunt Lin...he doesn't want...his beloved Xiaoxue.
...A Yuan----You come back----You come back----" Lin Suran's emotions were overwhelmed by the huge sadness. She hugged Gong Xue's body,
Suddenly, he softened and suddenly slid to the ground...
Gong Xue's consciousness had actually left her body, but she still instinctively grabbed Lin Suran's arm. Many people gathered around her, and Gong Xue saw a familiar face among them, a face mingled with infinite pain and sadness.
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Gong Xue pushed away the person in front of her. No matter who it was, no one could stop her.
I stumbled to the man, grabbed the man's arm with both hands, and asked in a sad voice: "Where's Gaoyuan! Where's Gaoyuan!! Why didn't he come to pick me up!! Wang Feng!! Speak! Speak---
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Wang Feng was like a rootless weed, swayed back and forth by her. He opened his mouth, but tasted a salty taste first, "Xiaoxue... Gaoyuan he... he... sacrificed...
"Using all his strength and struggling to finish the last word, Wang Feng quickly raised his hand, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and turned his face to one side.
Sacrificed?!
Was it really a sacrifice?!
She doesn’t believe it! She doesn’t believe it!!
After a brief silence, Gong Xue suddenly went crazy. Her body trembled violently. She grabbed Wang Feng's shoulders and pulled her out with force, "Take me to him! Take me there!! Take me to the plateau!!"
Wang Feng tried to hold her, but she turned around and bit her tightly on the arm. Such a cruel bite made Wang Feng feel a deep sense of relief! From the accident on the plateau to now, he has had nightmares almost every night and every day.
Bad luck, not a day goes by without experiencing mental torture. If it continues, he knows that the only way waiting for him is retirement.
Bite it, as long as it makes you feel happy!
Wang Feng even moved his arm under Gong Xue's teeth.
Gong Xue finally let go of Wang Feng. There was blood in her mouth, and she couldn't tell whether it was her own or Wang Feng's.
She suddenly turned to Gao Rushan, unexpectedly knelt down, and smashed her legs against the cold ground, making a muffled thud, "Chief, please, let me go see him... Gaoyuan is waiting for me...
He has been waiting for me..." Gao Rushan was startled by her, but thinking of his young son's deep affection and attachment to Gong Xue, he couldn't help but said to Qin Mo with uncontrollable sadness, "I'm sorry to trouble Captain Qin."
"Yes!" Qin Mo accepted the order, suppressing his grief, and winked at Wang Feng.
Wang Feng helped Gong Xue up from the ground and wanted to help her walk, but Gong Xue gently pushed her away, "I can walk."
She never shed tears from beginning to end, but the people present could clearly feel the sadness in her body. It was not the ultimate sadness that could be expressed with tears and crying, it was from the bones and blood.
The poison that flows out is hopeless for those who are exposed to it. There is no cure.
Dehong Funeral Home.
This was not the first time that Gong Xue came to this familiar yet unfamiliar place. In the rain and fog, she looked around at the hazy scenery, and suddenly felt that her wandering heart showed signs of whereabouts.
Is he here?
Even though it was before her eyes, she still hoped that this was just her fantasy. After waking up from the dream, she would see the smiling face of the plateau sunshine.
She asked Captain Qin and the others to go first, as she knew the way to the morgue.
After Qin Mo and the others stood a little further away, she looked at the rearview mirror on the car window and combed her tangled short hair with her hands. Her clothes were okay, but the color was a little dull. He liked her to wear brighter clothes, saying
Seeing her is like seeing hope...
Watching Gong Xue's calm but heartbreaking movements, Wang Feng couldn't bear to look anymore and slowly turned away.
Qin Mo's eyes were also flushed. He looked at Gong Xue silently, praying to God to minimize the damage.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long." Gong Xue walked over quickly, with lingering sadness between her beautiful brows.
When she was walking towards the path in her memory, Qin Mo pulled her back and said, "This way, Xiaoxue."
Gong Xue looked at him in surprise, but did not ask any questions and followed Qin Mo in the opposite direction.
When Gong Xue saw the words "Songhetang", her body shook violently. She suddenly turned her head and stared at Qin Mo in disbelief, "Why did you bring me here!"
Songhetang is the spiritual place where the ashes of the deceased are placed.
In other words, Gaoyuan, he...he...has...
Her eyes suddenly darkened, and she took two steps back and stood there, her chest heaving violently, refusing to move forward any further.
Qin Mo also stopped, without turning his head, but looked at the brightly lit Songhe Hall in front of him, and said in a low and sad voice: "The time of Gao Yuan's sacrifice was May 10th, and he passed away on the same day as your grandfather.
.At that time, we thought about picking you up immediately to come to southern Xinjiang to see him for the last time, but...the chief, the chief asked to be cremated immediately after seeing his son's body."
Gong Xue's body swayed, and was supported by Wang Feng, who had quick eyes and quick hands, but was slowly thrown away by Gong Xue...
Qin Mo said: "Xiaoxue, don't blame the chief. He just couldn't bear to let you see the plateau changed beyond recognition again. The reason why he didn't pick you up immediately was also the chief's instruction. He didn't want your grandfather who had just lost his dearest relative to see you again."
He has to bear the blow of losing his lover, and he is afraid that you can't bear it. That's why I will show up after your college entrance examination, because tomorrow is the day to send you off to the plateau..."
Gong Xue stood there with a dull look on her face. After standing there for a long time, she dragged her heavy steps up the steps.
Qin Mo said: "Xiaoxue and I can just go in, you guys wait outside!"
Wang Feng quit, "Captain --------"
Qin Mo acted as if he hadn't heard anything and followed Gong Xue into Songhe Hall.
After Qin Mo thanked the staff on duty at the funeral home, he led Gong Xue straight to the right hall.
The red sandalwood urn with photos of the plateau inserted was placed in an inconspicuous corner of the hall. Qin Mo said that it was Aunt Lin who personally placed her son covered with a military flag here.
Aunt Lin said that A Yuan was low-key throughout his life and did not like to show off, so it was great to accept his condolences calmly like this.
Qin Mo paid a military salute to Gao Yuan's portrait and retreated silently.
After Gong Xue saw the small wooden box, her eyes seemed to be locked on it.
She staggered forward a few steps, and touched the urn with trembling fingers. The moment she touched it, her fingertips suddenly curled up and were retracted into the air.
Why is it so cold...
Plateau, are you cold...
The bone-chilling coldness of her fingertips stirred up the warmth that belonged to him deep in her memory.
"Plateau... Plateau... Xiaoxue is here... Xiaoxue is late..." She carefully picked up the urn, got close to Plateau, and gently rubbed the cold hard wooden shell with her face...