394. The golden cicada escapes from its shell and Xiao Ming is resurrected
Qiao An's eyes shone with surprise, and just when she was about to open her mouth to care about him, Huo Xiaoran gave him a look that could only be understood but could not be expressed. Qiao An shut her mouth abruptly.
As soon as Xiao Ming's body was pushed in for cremation, Lu Qianqian suddenly appeared. "Xiao Ming." She cried.
Huo Xiaoran said to Huo Zhou: "Stop her."
Huo Zhou stepped forward and grabbed Lu Qianqian, "Qianqian, there is no resurrection after death, please forgive me."
"No, Xiao Ming will not die." Lu Qianqian shouted.
At the same time, the staff stopped what they were doing. Huo Xiaoran ordered them in a very low voice: "Do it. Don't let her feel sad."
In this way, the staff pushed the body into the furnace.
Lu Qianqian rushed over, staring at the blazing flames with widened pupils.
At this moment, the crying sounds started to sound again.
Xiao Yue cried again and fell into Qiao An's arms.
This was the first time in Qiao An's life that she had attended a funeral. Whether it was the farewell ceremony or witnessing the body being put into the furnace, it was heart-wrenching pain.
She felt very real the pain of a loved one passing away and being separated from each other. She patted Xiao Yue's back gently: "Yue Yue, don't cry. If Brother Xiao Ming is alive in heaven, he will definitely not want him to
Become the source of your pain."
When the ashes came out, Huo Xiaoran handed the ashes to Lu Qianqian and said: "Xiao Ming told me a few days ago that if he always had a healthy body, he would still like to see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. Sister Qianqian, please scatter the ashes
Go into the sea and fulfill his last wish."
Lu Qianqian looked pale and asked Huo Xiaoran: "Why did you cremate him in a hurry before I came to say goodbye to his body? Why?"
Huo Xiaoran said nothing.
Huo Zhou comforted her: "Sister Qianqian, it was my decision. I really don't want to see you suffer so much for Brother Xiao Ming. So I made this decision in a hurry. If you want to blame, just blame me."
Lu Qianqian nodded painfully. "Now that the matter has come to this, what else can I do?"
Huo Xiaoran kept hiding his blood-stained shirt, and Qiao An seemed to be aware of his uneasiness. He simply said goodbye to Huo Zhou and Xiao Yue, and said: "Brother Xiaoran and I have to go back to take care of the children. Let's go first. The rest
I’ll leave the next thing to you.”
Huo Zhou said: "Go."
Qiao An took Huo Xiaoran's hand, covered his red-stained shirt, and walked heavily outside.
Their car parked in the square in front of the funeral home. Qiao An opened the door for Huo Xiaoran, and Huo Xiaoran got into the driver's seat.
Qiao An asked him quietly: "Brother Xiaoran, can you drive it?"
Huo Xiaoran glanced at the back seat: "It can be opened."
Qiao An followed his gaze and looked over. There was a person sitting in the back seat. His face was a little pale and he couldn't hide his weakness. But he smiled at her slyly.
"An'an, we meet again."
Qiao An was stunned.
Who is this if not Xiao Ming?
"An'an, get in the car." Huo Xiaoran said.
Qiao An quickly opened the front door and sat in quickly.
"What on earth is going on?" Qiao An Zhang Er was confused.
Xiao Ming explained: "It was your brother Xiaoran who used a golden cicada trick to escape from the shell and let me regain my life."
Qiao An was ecstatic.
She was so excited that she pointed at her red and swollen eyes and said: "So you are not dead, and you have made me sad for nothing."
Xiaoran smiled and said: "An'an, the more you cry miserably, the more people will believe that Xiao Ming is really dead."
Qiao An thought for a while, then burst into tears and smiled: "So, my crying is valuable."
Xiaoran patted Qiao An's head gently: "Of course."
Qiao An looked at Huo Xiaoran with admiration, with little red hearts flashing in her eyes. Like Huo Xiaoran's crush, she said in admiration: "Brother Xiaoran, you are so amazing."
Huo Xiaoran smiled and said: "Since you think Brother Xiaoran is so powerful, do you want to share all your secrets with me in the future, so that I can better help you share your worries and relieve your work?"
Qiao An said: "You have guessed it, haven't you?"
Huo Xiaoran said: "Although I guessed it, I still hope to hear you say it with my own ears. An An, it is very important to me that you can trust me."
Qiao An said: "Okay, I'll tell you everything."
Xiao Ming was lying in the back seat, listening to their flirting voices, and felt a sour feeling in his heart.
"Qiao An, Xiaoran, you must stay happy."
Qiao An and Huo Xiaoran looked back and saw Xiao Ming flashing with tears, saying: "Be happy for me and Qianqian."
Qiao An asked uneasily: "Brother Xiao Ming, what are your plans?"
Xiao Ming smiled arrogantly: "Xiaoran picked up my life, and I have lived one more time. This time I just want to be willful and live for myself."
Qiao An was very happy: "Brother Xiao Ming, you can stay anonymous and live a peaceful life. I think Sister Qianqian must hope you are happy."
Xiao Ming's eyes lit up with a tenacious light.
It is Qiao An’s wish that he can live a normal life. It is definitely not Qianqian’s wish.
Qianqian is dead. She died heroically in order to protect the list and all the undercover anti-narcotics agents. How could she expect him to be a coward?
And Xiao Ming is not willing to live in this world.
He wants to do it vigorously like Qianqian.
The car drove slowly on the streets of Kyoto.
Huo Xiaoran seemed to have deliberately slowed down the car so that Xiao Ming could take one last good look at this beautiful old capital.
Finally, the car drove into a pharmacy and Huo Xiaoran stopped the car.
Xiao Ming said softly to Qiao An: "Goodbye, An'an."
Qiao An turned around suddenly and found the car door gently closing.
When Huo Xiaoran drove away again, Qiao An looked at the empty street with a disappointed expression in his eyes.
"Brother Xiaoran, where has he gone?" Qiao An asked.
Huo Xiaoran said: "He went where he should go."
Qiao An didn't know why, but tears rolled down her eyes whenever she felt sore.
Huo Xiaoran's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart when she heard Qiao An's low sobs.
Huo Xiaoran patted her back gently: "An'an, we still have Joey."
Qiao An stopped sobbing and felt that she still had a long way to go.
"Yeah."
The car drove to Tianxi Courtyard. On the way, they saw a familiar figure at a corner. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand, drunk and staggering on the street.
"Looking for death." Huo Xiaoran stepped on the brakes.
He pushed open the car door, walked up to the drunkard, and punched him until he lay prone on the sidewalk.
"Li Zecheng, you want to kill me and I will help you?" Huo Xiaoran scolded angrily.
Li Zecheng looked at Huo Xiaoran drunkenly. His remaining sense made him suddenly hug his head and cry: "Uncle, I have no home."
