Chapter 1601

Where have you gone?

the tears of Gao Leng slowly flow down, and the hands and feet are cold.

Men have tears, but not to sad place.

When he looked at Lao Diao, he felt that he didn't know Lao Diao. He was still in high spirits, so he lay there quietly, and was hit by many people.

How can a person who wants to be a hero and who wants to be a hero in the future suddenly die?

Which comes first, future or accident?

Is fate too tricky?

Why did Lao Diao's accident come earlier than the future when he worked so hard?

At this moment, Gao Leng once again felt that he had hurt Lao Diao. The last time Lao Diao had an accident, he thought that if he had not met Lao Diao, would he not have died.

Is he still driving now? Although he has no money and lives in the basement, he still has a cigarette in his mouth and laughs.

And this emotion surged up, and was immediately replaced by a stronger sadness.

That helpless sadness.

Diaoshao's body trembled. She reached out and touched Lao Diao's face. She didn't shed a tear. Instead, she turned around and looked at Gao Leng calmly: "Mr. Gao, can you bring a hot towel? My man's face is dirty. I have to wipe it. I I can't walk now... "

Although she looked calm, her legs kept shaking.

Gao Leng quickly pulled a chair, and she almost collapsed on it.

Hot water, hot towels. They'll be here soon.

Diao Sao took an overheated towel and gently wiped Lao Diao's face. There was a lot of dirty blood on her face. When she was dry, she washed the towel several times and the blood was red in her face.

When I wipe my hands.

My sister-in-law suddenly shook herself.

"Are you cold? It's so cold. " Diaoshao said, her lips trembled severely, a tear fell down, and the old diaoshao's hand was slightly cool. Under the high pressure of high cold, she rescued for two hours.

The body is also slightly cold.

She quickly wiped away her tears.

"Look at me. I almost cried. I listen to you. I don't cry." Diaoshao put out her hand to wipe away her tears: "I promised you, I won't cry."

Lao Diao told his sister-in-law before he set out to go to the Middle East. If he was shot in an accident and died, he would not cry.

It was agreed a month ago.

"Why do you go where there is war? How can there still be war in this peaceful age? It's not our own country... " The uneducated Diao Sao had never seen such a world before. She was flustered when she heard about it.

"You girl..." Lao Diao frowned, put a peanuts in his mouth and drank his wife's rice wine: "what do you know? The Middle East

"The East and the West We all have two dolls, you What do you do It's not the state that sent you... " My sister-in-law is trembling.

"It's my dream." Lao Diao chewed peanuts and put the cup on the table: "you know, I like guns."

Then he made a gun gesture with his hand.

"Pa Pa!" The old crane imitates the sound of shooting.

"Then you can't shoot You don't mean that you are a journalist... "

"You girl..." Lao Diao once again impatiently interrupted Diao Sao's words: "the reporter's lens is the same as the gun, you know? Where the gun is aimed, the lens is aimed. If you go, you are a hero as well! "

"What do you want to be a hero..." Hanging sister-in-law almost cry out, she knows her man's temperament, decided things certainly can't change.

"Then what are you doing to sleep with me?" Lao Diao asked.

Sleeping in the same bed with Lao Diao, Diao's sister-in-law just thinks that this man is different from other men in the village. Other people are wives and children. They have a hot Kang. They have three parts of an acre, but Lao Diao is different.

He was the first man in the village who had nothing on his back and brought his sister-in-law to Dadi.

It was her sister-in-law, the man who put her to sleep in the corn field.

"Because you are different..." Diaoshao would never say anything. You love me, I love you, and Lao Diao would never say anything.

She pondered for a while, and finally nodded with tears in her eyes: "since it's your dream, go ahead, baby, I will take it well."

There was no crying.

No more questions.

My sister-in-law should go. Lao Diao took a deep look at her, grinned and patted her ass: "do you know why I don't sleep with you?"

"Well?" Diaoshao's face is not white, and she can't see it when she is red.

"Because you're different." Lao Diao raised his neck and drank the wine: "unlike other women, you are atmospheric. My old woman has to be atmospheric. I'm a hero with a dream. My mother-in-law has to be like you! "

Diaoshao was still worried. She just sighed and sat aside, watching the old Diao drinking and eating."If I die, you must not cry." Lao Diao looked at Diao Sao seriously and pointed to himself: "if I die, it's also a hero. You're the heroine's mother-in-law. Don't cry. If I die, don't cry at the funeral."

"Bah, bah, bah!" On hearing this, diaoshao took a few mouthfuls to the ground in a panic: "bah! Bad luck

"Superstition! Pooh, what Lao Diao was noncommittal and shook his head.

At this time, Diao Sao didn't shed tears. She just couldn't help wiping the drop of tears. She was so sad that she trembled all over, but she didn't shed tears.

"You say, if I Pooh, you don't Pooh If I knew that, I'd have to say that I'm superstitious. " Diaoshao complained and wiped the old Diao clean.

It's just that the remains are not good-looking.

"You are my man, I will take you home later, I will bring the hero back." Diaoshao said softly.

These two days are very busy, the old housekeeper funeral, Huantai is a wave of instability, the old hanging body to arrange. Gao Leng is reluctant to use the word "remains" to describe Lao Diao.

He even went to the local government to see if he could arrange for the old crane to go to the martyrs' cemetery.

Lao Diao wants to be a hero so much. It's good to sleep in the same yard with heroes.

But the government is not allowed to say that Lao Diao is not a hero. Let alone not go to the Middle East at all, he is not a hero unless he is really dying for the people.

"He died in a car accident, Mr. Gao. What kind of hero is that?" Said the man.

Gao hung up with a cold face.

Shivering all over.

His brother Lao Diao died without even going to the Middle East.

Diaoshao insisted on going back to her hometown to do the funeral, not in Beijing, but also insisted on the spark. She took it back and buried it with her grandparents.

Funerals in my hometown are like those of farmers.

Dust to dust, soil to soil, Lao Diao is a farmer after all, the real human feelings are in the countryside.

Gao Leng wants people to pack up their things and go with them. Xiao Shan also wants to go with them, but the housekeeper says that pregnant women should not go to such places.

"What about little tail?" Gao Leng asked.

Busy dizzy two days, he found that did not see the little witch.

In fact, many occasions, the little witch is not, she often stay in their own territory, quietly never disturb. But how could she not be here on such an occasion?

Gao Leng suddenly remembered the words in his mind.

He suddenly panicked.

Panic again.

"What about little tail?" His voice suddenly grew louder.

"She She... " Small single after hearing, also Leng Leng: "Oh, by the way, she said she went to work."

"Well, she said to do business." Xiao Leng nodded.

The little witch often comes and goes alone, and they are used to it.

"What's the matter? What can I do for you? " Gao Leng quickly goes to one side and starts mind reading: "Xiao Wei, where are you?"

……

No response.

"Little tail!"

There is still no reply.

High cold head buzzing.

He ran to the room in a hurry, closed the door, and his heart beat violently.

"Little tail? Are you sleeping? " He increased his voice.

Still no response

Where did she go?

Gao Leng's breathing became short. He paced back and forth, trying to recall.

When Lao Diao was rescuing, the little witch said something. At that time, the doctor came over and said that I tried my best I didn't really listen to her.

Later, the second rescue.

The little witch said

What did she say?

Gao Leng closed his eyes tightly and tried to recall.

"No "I'm leaving..."

Yes, she said no Away from

Won't you leave?

Why did she say she would not leave?

Gao Leng was completely flustered. He drove almost at a flying speed to the little witch's home, which he bought for her.

The little witch often hides here to practice martial arts, and she also likes to live here.

But when he got to the door, he found that he couldn't open it.

In the past, as long as he came here, the door was unlocked and could be opened with a twist. The little witch knew that he was coming and would greet him early. Even if she didn't, she would open the door with consciousness when she was sleeping.

But now, the door is tightly closed.

Gao Leng found that he didn't even have a key.

He didn't have the key to the little witch's house.

Knock on the door like crazy.

No one answered.

It took some effort to find someone to open the door, but the door was open, but there was no little witch inside.

On the bed, there is a bright thing. Gao Leng walks quickly. A black ring like thing is smoother than jade and smoother than all gems.Gao Leng picked it up and smelled it.

It smells like a little witch.

Unable to find the little witch, Gao Leng tried to recall his last conversation with the little witch again. What he thought was only those three words.

No Away from

"Did she use her strength to save Lao Diao and get hurt?" Gao Leng thought.

Then he shook his head.

Lao Diao is dead. If she helps, Lao Diao will surely live.

Where did the little witch go?

The cold cell phone rang.

"Mr. Gao, my sister-in-law Diao is leaving. You said she would go together. Where are you? I'll pick you up."

"Mr. Gao, there are some problems with Huantai. There are problems with the project. We are holding an emergency meeting."

"Mr. Gao, Mr. Su just spilled his whole body. He has to take a bath. Only you can do it."

Call after call.

This month, did you hit a bad star?

"I'll go to Lao Diao's funeral." Gao Leng said.

Everything's down. My brother's funeral has to go.

Besides, the last conversation with the little witch was when Lao Diao was rescuing. Could Lao Diao still have a conversation when he was buried? High cold noodles are like ashes.

He suddenly felt that everything was meaningless.

If the little witch is gone, everything is meaningless.

"She won't be away, she said, I am her master, I won't let her leave, she can't leave." Gao Leng suddenly regained his fighting spirit and stood up.

Yes, it's not that I won't leave, it's that I can't leave.

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