Chapter 781

Li Nan Shuo also slightly lowered his head, looking at the white hours.

"I didn't find him."

"So, we can find aunt Ning, take her back, family reunion, is the best result, always better than pretending that she is still alive, leaving her alone in a foreign country, regardless of whether to ask."

"We should be happy."

Li Nan Shuo said softly in her ear.

Now he said it calmly, but only he knew what the feeling of collapse was like when he searched for several years and found no bones.

White hours looking at him, the corner of the tears, quietly to slide.

Li Nan Shuo hugged her more tightly and put her face in his arms.

He knew that Bai Xiao was wronged. Even if Lu Youxin died, what could he do? This feeling of pain and despair will not disappear because the culprit is dead.

Later, he personally flew a fighter plane, and when everyone thought he was dead, he killed the commander who had sunk his father's ship and destroyed his military base.

That is equivalent to the existence of a terrorist organization, all of which are not afraid of death.

However, when he knew that the general was there and knew his exact whereabouts, he did not hesitate to chase him.

His selfishness has become the most brilliant stroke in his war record and the pride of the Empire.

He buried the international peace prize in his father's grave.

But still regret.

So he can understand white hours.

The abbot of the temple received the notice in advance and waited in the main hall. He directly welcomed a group of Li Nanshao to the place where the ashes were worshipped.

"Let's look together." He put Baixiao on the ground, reached out and wiped the tears from her face, whispered.

Bai Xiao, struggling with grief, nodded and sobbed silently. According to the note on his hand, he looked for it little by little.

The location of the ashes is disordered, so it is difficult to find them.

But Li Nanshao didn't allow others to intervene. He wanted Bai Xiao to find out in person, which made her regret come true.

Two people across a shelf, face to face, Li Nan Shuo try to follow the rhythm of white hours, carefully look at the number under the urn, she moves, he also moves.

Then Bai Xiao suddenly stopped, staring at the note on his hand for a long time, and didn't move.

Li nanshuo looked at her across a row of shelves, and saw that she first laughed silently, then tried to suppress her emotions, until her facial features were twisted and her face turned red. She reached out and hugged a urn.

Li Nan Shuo then quickly walked toward her past, looked at the fundus of the number, is ningshuang no doubt.

As he embraces Bai Xiao, Bai Xiao lowers his head and kisses the urn in his arms. He whispers, "Mom, I've found you. Let's go home..."

When she saw the old dust on the urn, she reached out and wiped it, but she couldn't wipe it off at all.

Ten years of dust.

Ning Shuang loves to be clean most in his life. He always dresses himself up clean.

She reached out again and rubbed her sleeve with force.

Wiping, suddenly unable to control himself, the wings of his nose trembled desperately, cried silently, and his body in Li Nanshao's arms slipped inch by inch.

Others say that when people are most sad, they may be unable to cry because their brain can't think and their behavior can't be controlled.

Li Nan Shuo hugs Bai Xiao tightly and sits on the ground with her.

Bai Xiao hugged the urn and almost half of his body was pressed on it.

She didn't know how she had come over these years. Her yearning for Ning Shuang gushed out in an instant, which made her unable to breathe.

She was like drowning in deep water, like going back to the first year of Ning Shuang's departure. In the deep water swimming pool, she was pushed into the water by those people with her head pressed.

She clearly remembers that when she was pressed in for the last time, she thought that it would be nice to die with Ning Shuang and leave this dirty world together.

I wish I were dead.

She's afraid of water. She's really afraid.

She can overcome her fear of high altitude, but she can never overcome her fear of drowning.

Because that means death to her.

Li Nan Shuo has been holding her, looking down at her, red eyes.

For a long time, suddenly aware of the abnormal white hours, forced her to turn over, but saw her eyes closed, coma in the past.

"Song Yu!" Li Nan Shuo roared.

Waiting outside the door, Song Yu hears Li Nanshao's roar and rushes in.

"Hold the urn! Put it in a container that won't break! " Li Nan Shuo forced calm to finish, at the same time, quickly picked up the white hour, strode out.

An hour later, Li Nan Shuo looked at the white hour lying on the bed with a drop hanging, still not sober, anxiously asked the doctor, "are you sure there is no problem? She fainted! ""After the examination, all the physical signs are normal, that is, the body is too weak. It may be caused by not having a good rest for several days and being hit emotionally. There is really no big problem!"

The doctor was pulled by Li Nan Shuo collar, scared to distraction, shivering to explain, "if you don't believe it, you can go to the hospital to do a comprehensive examination!"

Song Yu also noticed that since he set a date to come to the state of Q, Bai Xiao's mental state was a little too low. He was able to slip a cup.

Especially today, his face is almost transparent.

This matter must have a certain impact on her. It's not the doctor's fault.

Looking at the doctor who was scared by Li Nanshao, he couldn't help coming forward and quietly stopped, "Sir, the doctor is innocent!"

Li Nan Shuo glanced at him. After a while, he released his hand holding the doctor's collar.

The doctor was nearly strangled. He was scared out for several steps, covered his neck and breathed in fear.

"Get out of here!" Li Nan Shuo's mood is also a little unsteady. He turns around and turns his back to the crowd.

All the people in the room of Song Yu Dynasty winked. In a few seconds, all the people were gone, leaving Li Nan Shuo alone and Bai Xiao lying on the bed.

He also hopes to share her pain for Bai Xiao, but he can't help.

When he sat down at the edge of the bed, a hard object in his pants pocket made him feel a little painful.

It's Ning Shuang's book.

When Bai Xiao fainted, the notebook that he had been taking with him dropped. Li Nanshao picked it up and put it in his pocket.

He put the book beside his pillow. When he let go, the wind from the window opened a few pages.

Ning Shuang's beautiful handwriting, in front of his eyes, at a glance. He stared at the book for a few eyes, but still couldn't help it. He picked it up again, turned to the first page and looked at it.