Chapter 643

In order to wait for this mysterious woman, Longtou always insisted on not breathing.

After she came, she threw tieliao and others out of the yard. She didn't want anyone to hear their conversation, which made it clear that the relationship between him and women was very unusual.

How unusual is it?

Finally, tieliao, who closed the door, listened to the leader's "can't wait" to put forward that request to the woman. His heart moved and guessed something vaguely.

He really wanted to disobey the meaning of the dragon head and want to stay to eavesdrop -- but his heart was suddenly sour. Then he bowed his head and quickly chased Qin Jiehua: the dragon head couldn't wait to put forward that request because he was afraid that he couldn't hold on for too long, so he couldn't worry that some secrets would be heard by others.

Everyone has his secret, which is his right.

Tieliao felt that he had no reason to eavesdrop on the secret of an old man who paid so much for his country.

"Aren't you afraid that others will hear you?"

The woman looked back at the door and looked at the faucet.

The dragon head was lying on his back on the rattan chair, but he sat up trembling.

The woman subconsciously stretched out her hand and seemed to want to help him, just like the wife of her husband who had been ill in bed for a long time. Just as her hand touched the tap's clothes, she shrank back.

"Can you take off your scarf? I want to take a last look at you."

The faucet just stared at the veil on the woman's face and made this request again.

The woman took a step back and said coldly, "no -- do you remember what I said when you insisted on leaving me, regardless of my pleading?"

The faucet didn't speak. He just stood up and lay down slowly. His breathing was obviously shortness.

The woman said for him, "at that time, I begged you, as long as you would stay with me, no matter what I was asked to do, I promised you. If you don't let me out, I won't leave there until I die. If you die, I'll bury you -- but you still have to go, insist on going. "

"You said that if I left, I would never want to see your face again in my life."

The faucet stared at the old eyes of the woman's masked scarf, and his eyes slowly faded, just like his weaker and weaker voice: "you know how crazy I am, you --"

"Stop talking!"

The woman interrupted the tap with a sharp low drink. Her plump body wrapped in the night also trembled obviously: "so what if you are obsessed with me again? Isn't it also for your career, your country and your world that you resolutely left me, regardless of my pleading? "

"I know that the reason why you insisted on leaving me at that time was because you didn't count that one day I would become the most important person!"

The more the woman spoke, the lower her voice became, but her resentment became stronger and stronger. It can be said that she was gnashing her teeth: "do you know how many hardships I have paid to this step today? Hehe, it's all thanks to you! If you hadn't abandoned our mother and daughter, I wouldn't -- "

When she said this, she suddenly realized that she had missed her mouth and her voice stopped suddenly.

"You... Mother and daughter?"

Lying on his back on the rattan chair, the faucet suddenly trembled again. Unexpectedly, he sat up happily, raised his hand, grabbed the woman's wrist and asked, "you, you have a daughter?"

"Yes, I have a daughter, a daughter with you."

The woman stared at the tap and whispered slowly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The faucet breathed hurriedly and said in a dumb voice, "you're lying to me. You must be lying to me -- if you have a daughter, I have no reason not to see or count."

"Hehe, do you think you can have an insight into the will of heaven with the little skills you learned from Pan Long?"

The woman sneered: "in fact, you should know where the most authentic ancient culture is."

"Yes, I should know, I should know. Otherwise, how can there be Yanyin envoy in the world?"

The faucet murmured, the five fingers of his right hand had been loosened, and his body lay back slowly again.

But he didn't realize that his right hand had been loosened, and the woman still made the shape of grasping things. After a cooing sound in his throat, he asked hard, "who is my daughter? She, is she okay? "

"I won't tell you. You'll die. Ha ha, ha ha!"

When the woman spoke of the end, she burst out laughing wildly, and her eyes were shining white, with a madness of relieving hatred.

Even if he knew that the dragon head was about to die, he didn't tell him who the daughter he didn't count was and let him die in peace -- is this the most painful punishment on earth?

The faucet smiled.

It's really funny.

Because he suddenly realized: why does he have to know who his daughter is?

As long as they have two daughters.

He could also calculate that, according to her temperament, even if he imposed all his hatred on their daughter and made her suffer, he would never hurt the child.

The daughter is the daughter of both of them -- the inheritance of his life, but her flesh and blood.

"The stars are so bright tonight, just like the night when I first met you 25 years ago. That night, we sat on the sand dunes and looked up at the stars in the sky. The wind blows up the tip of your hair and hits me on the face. It's itchy. "

With all his strength, Longtou looked up at the Beidou constellation in the northwest and said slowly, "remember, you pointed to the Beidou and said to me, you -- you in the future..."

When Longtou said the word "you", the broken army constellation in the Big Dipper star in the sky, like the Epiphyllum in full bloom at midnight, bloomed brilliantly, fleeting, but fixed in his eyes forever.

A meteor, swaying its long tail, flashed from the depths of the Milky way and fell into the eternal darkness.

The tap is dead.

He persisted for too long, whether alive or in the early morning before his death.

Anyone who does anything, as long as he always insists, will be very tired, even if he is alive.

The tap that completely ran out of oil and dried up the lamp finally stopped insisting and was completely relieved, just like the meteor that fell into the darkness -- didn't it also struggle and persist for too long when it fell?

To some extent, liberation also represents relaxation.

After the dragon head died, it was finally easy.

However, in his eyes after his death, why did there appear incredible shock, ecstasy and helpless regret?

That's because, at the moment before his death, he saw the original shiny and dark breaking star in the Big Dipper, which was unexpectedly bright and full of incomparably powerful vitality.

What if Fang Yuan is not dead?

This question was raised by tieliao to delay the life of Longtou. The premise is to build on "if".

Any question based on "if" is dismissive to a big man like Longtou and is not worth thinking about.

But when "if" has become an incredible reality?

What about the faucet?

He doesn't have to think about it anymore because he's dead.

The woman didn't die, so when she saw the dim and shaky breaking star, she suddenly had a bright star and rushed straight to the central greedy wolf star, her heart jumped down, and the fluorescent color in her eyes increased sharply, like two stars embedded in her eyes.

"Fang, Fang Yuanzhen, really not dead!"

The woman stared at the direction of the Big Dipper. She didn't know how much effort it took. She asked this sentence in a dumb voice and looked down at the faucet.

The star light of breaking the army in the Big Dipper suddenly brightened, just like the arc light of electric welding, hurt the woman's eyes and made her ignore the meteor falling with a long tail.

No matter how many doubts the dragon head has laid outside, it has also succeeded in making the woman not sure whether Fangyuan is really dead, but she firmly believes that Fangyuan is bound to die in her heart.

When she came here tonight, she just wanted to take the last trip to the faucet, by the way, she told him that she was going to do it.

But tonight, the breaking star suddenly lit up.

The brightness of the breaking star is higher than ever before.

In extreme horror, the woman who couldn't say what she felt looked down at the faucet for the first time, but found that he had gone.

At the moment when the breaking star was bright.

The woman looked down at him and didn't move for a long time.

The cold wind blew and moved the leaves on the tree, making a crash sound, like clapping hands and crying.

"You're finally dead -- you don't know who your daughter is. Why did you die before you saw me for the last time?"

The woman murmured, and her body slowly became shorter.

She knelt in front of the cane chair, like one night twenty-five years ago, she pulled off the black veil on her face, slowly pasted it on the knee of the faucet, grabbed his cool hand, kissed it gently in the palm of her hand and put it on her cheek.

When he tried to live and wanted to see her, she refused.

After he died, she gently kissed his hand and let it touch his cheek, just like that night many years ago, with heartfelt pity.

Chen Duanyu turned sideways, avoided Qin Jiehua's hand to wipe her tears, and whispered, "I'm fine."

Qin Caihua didn't speak or put down his hand. He was very stubborn.

He looked at it from the corner of his eye and stood not far away. He looked up at tieliao in the northwest sky. Chen Duanyu hesitated before letting Qin pick flowers and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't be too sad. People always die. One day, I will die, you will die, and we will all die, but our future generations, this country, are destined to exist forever. "

God knows how much effort Qin Caihua had to make to say such meaningful love words on this occasion.

When Chen Duanyu pulled a little from the corner of her mouth, she heard a squeak from the courtyard door tens of meters behind her.

Tie Liao, who stands with his hands down, slowly turns around and looks.

The woman who kept the dragon head waiting walked slowly out of the courtyard door and came to them.

She walked very slowly, but seemed to be very fast. She came over without waiting for tieliao's response, but she didn't look at them. When she walked through the three of them, she threw down a sentence: "shuilingchuan has gone."

Shuilingchuan is the name of the dragon head.

Although they had already made full psychological preparations, after listening to her say this sentence, the hearts of tieliao three people still sank suddenly, just like stepping on the air from the cloud. There was no focus, only a loss of what to do.

When Chen Duanyu, who had been foolish for a long time, woke up and looked back, where could he see the shadow of a woman?

"Salute!"

Tieliao suddenly shouted loudly.

That voice was mixed with incomparable respect, unspeakable tragedy, and the bleakness only when the early winter came.

WOW!

Parked on both sides of the dirt road outside the Longtou hospital, hundreds of originally clay like shadows in front of dozens of cars, with the sonorous and violent drinking of tieliao, slammed their legs, raised their chest and raised their hands to salute.