Xiang Que's fingers pressed lightly on the child's forehead a few times, and then the child's little eyes slowly closed, no longer crying, hands and feet hung down, and it didn't take long to fall asleep with his small mouth open.
"You leave here with the child first, I'll stay here to do something, and then I'll go out and look for you again" Xiang Que handed over the child to Wang Kunlun.
Wang Kunlun took the child cautiously, frowned and said worriedly: "You have to hurry, such a big movement must attract the attention of the American police, the traces of the fighting here are too obvious, as well as bullet casings and corpses, if you are discovered, you will be labeled as a terrorist." and get out of here."
"Okay, I see," Xiang Xiang said, and then reminded again: "After you leave here, immediately find the people from Hongmen and contact them, Soho's parents should also be in the United States."
Wang Kunlun sighed and asked, "Do you have to meet at this time?"
” The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, there is nothing more saddish in the world than this, Soho died, the saddest thing is her parents, Xiang Que is really not the right time to see the two old people now, at least I have to give each other a time period to ease down and bear.
Xiang Que paused silently and said, "Some things have to be faced after all, and escape is not the only way······ Don't dare to do it."
Wang Kunlun, Xiao Liang, Fang Zhongxin, and Gao Gao Yong quickly left, and Xiang Que waited for them to leave before they got up from the ground and searched around the center of the explosion.
Soho's corpse must be incomplete and fragmented, but Xiang Que can't let himself face an empty cemetery when he pays tribute to Soho every year, even if it's just to find a piece of bones, you can find as many as you can, people always need a heart sustenance.
Ten minutes later, Xiang Que found a piece of the calf bone that was broken, burnt, and stained with clothes, the flesh had been roasted, the bone was charred and deformed, he held it in his hand and silently experienced it for a moment and then threw it aside, this is a man's bone, and it does not belong to Soho 。
It didn't take long for Xiang Que to find another piece more than fifty meters away from the explosion, and then, after more than two hours, Xiang Que tore off a piece of clothing from his body and wrapped all the bones he found, which was the only remaining remains of Soho that he could find.
"Hey······" Xiang Que sighed, put away the bones and put them in his bag.
At this time, sirens were already sounding outside the Yellowstone Canyon, and five police cars were quickly approaching this direction a few kilometers away.
Xiang Que took one last look at the place where Soho had died, and walked out of the Yellowstone Grand Canyon.
Everything here will eventually become a buried history!
After Xiang Que left Yellowstone Park, it was already dark night, he put his hands in his pockets and tilted his head, silently looking up at the sky, his face appeared from time to time tangled, complicated expressions, hesitating.
During this period, his mind has been reminiscing about the bits and pieces of his encounter with Soho.
From the first meeting in Lujiazui in Shanghai, he called Soho a Maoshan bus, the woman at that time was arrogant, set thousands of favors in one, the cocktail party throughout the audience, no woman has her shining point so dazzling.
The next time we met was in the jungle of Qiannan, and Xiang Que was very smelly and shameless and deceived the other party's first kiss from Soho.
That was also Xiang Que's first intimate contact with the opposite sex.
After that, every bit of him and her came to Xiang Quan's heart, like a video that was played in a continuous loop, and he kept playing the picture of the two meeting in his mind over and over again.
Xiang Que was looking for an answer that he wasn't sure about.
The question was the same sentence that Soho asked him before he died.
After a long time, Xiang Que silently took out a cigarette and lit one.
The smoke dispersed with the wind and drifted into the distance, taking away Xiang Quan's thoughts.
After a long time, Xiang Que extinguished the cigarette butt, and the expression on his face was no longer tangled, complicated, and no longer hesitant.
It seems that he has found the answer that makes him hesitate, and Xiang Que has opened the passage to the netherworld.
Step in.
The yang, the underworld, the two worlds separated by heaven and man, the yang man has been born, and the underworld man has died.
Nai Ho Bridge.
Xiang Que stood on the bridge, now his yin and yang feng shui cultivation is strong, and then because of the birth of the child, a chain of cause and effect has been hooked between the two.
Therefore, Xiang Que could easily feel the location of Soho's soul in the underworld, and in the vast souls of the dead, a shadow with an indifferent expression was waiting by the bridge with countless souls.
Xiang Que clenched his fists and looked ahead, as if he felt that someone was looking at him, and the revenant turned his head slightly dazedly, looking for a pair of eyes that seemed to be a little hot.
Soho smiled, she saw Xiang Que.
Xiang Que also smiled, because he saw Soho smiling.
This time, Xiang Que did not forcibly take Soho's soul out of the Nai He Bridge, not because he didn't dare to dominate the underworld, but because he didn't come to the underworld for this.
Xiang Que came to the underworld to see Soho, just to tell her an answer.
Although the two were separated by a distance, it seemed that they were much closer to each other in an instant.
Xiang Que said softly, "I came to tell you······ I used to think that I had never been emotionally attracted to you, but now I feel that I have had you in my heart."
So I had you, too!
So I've always loved you!
It's just that people have passed away, and the love between the two has become a thing of the past, there is no morning and twilight, and the love has not lasted long.
Soho smiled again, there was a lack of this sentence, she was enough.
Xiang Que said softly: "When it's over, I will let her grow up safely, and one day I will tell her that she once had a great mother, and although she didn't have the opportunity to love her, she has always loved her······ Good all the way" Soho waved her hand lightly and burst into tears.
Xiang Que's figure gradually disappeared and left the side of the bridge.
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This time he did not forcefully interfere with Soho's reincarnation, he thought that Soho should have the destination she deserved in the next life, and everything only depends on the will of God.
Xiang Que didn't want to keep the memory of Soho's life anymore he felt that this love was the best place to go away and only buried in the deepest part of his memory when he was in his twilight when he finished holding it in the sunset or before dusk maybe dawn he would remember with wan wan she was Mother, the woman he once had loved.
Soho looked at the place where Xiang Que had disappeared and whispered, "I haven't loved anyone I missed······ Goodbye, father of my child."
Some loves, buried in the deepest depths, are the best memories.
However, the bridge buried love, a bowl of Meng Po soup, can not extinguish the love in the world!