Chapter 1603

"Black It's cold I have no place to live Do you remember that place... " Little witch's voice clearly into Gao Leng's mind.

Hear here, high cold tears surge out.

Dark

Where is it dark?

Gao Leng shivers all over. Where is the little tail that has no place to live? Gao Leng uses up all his strength to activate the ability, repeatedly, and Xiaowei passes on such a sentence repeatedly.

It's cold I have no place to live Do you remember that place

Where?

At this time, these words seem to be the only light in the dark, although let Gao Leng pain to the bone, but at least there is light.

He knew that his Gao family's little tail had not disappeared. He stayed in a dark, cold place and had no place to live.

And this place, she asked Gao Leng, do you remember, is naturally the place Gao Leng has been to.

suddenly appeared in the high cold brain when the little witch was injured for the first time, and the Wutong tree that had passed by.

"I like this place best. I'll come back later." At that time, she was covered with blood and her tail was half broken, but her eyes were full of happiness. She looked at the trees: "what a beautiful place. I will live here in the future."

After that, three years later, Gao Leng took the little witch to visit her hometown again. She still loved her very much.

Gao Leng still remembers the joyful look.

Yes, that's it. Gao Leng closed his eyes, and in his mind came the image of the little witch curling up and shivering in the dark place.

He opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone and called the assistant: "arrange the plane, I'm going to Gardenia garden now."

"Gardenia garden? Oh OK, I'll arrange it now. If I go as soon as possible, it will take four hours. It will take time to declare the flight schedule. "

After hanging up, Gao Leng gave Lao Diao another cigarette.

"Brother, thank you, brother, I I'll have to... " Gao Leng said here, suddenly came a gust of wind, the smoke seemed to nod.

Somehow, Gao Leng always thinks that Xiao Wei's voice is from his good brother Lao Diao. Who knows? "Maybe, it's all fate." Gao Leng said.

What he didn't know was that on the roof of the hospital, the little witch also said this: This is the fate of Lao Diao. No one can escape.

"You say, life is really elusive." Gao Leng leans on the old Diao's tombstone. The new one doesn't have the flavor of vicissitudes. Everything seems so unreal. At some moments, he almost doesn't want to believe his good brother, Lao Diao, who lives so hard, actually lies in it.

He didn't believe it.

But I had to believe it.

"You said you wanted to be a hero, but no one thought of the future or the accident, which came first. If I knew it, I would not go to the Middle East, but I knew it It's very weak. " Gao Leng covers his face, tears seeping through his fingers.

As early as I knew, he should have listened to Xiao Wei's voice when the doctor came out.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, children, I will take care of it." In the end, Gao Leng had to say that. He was powerless to say anything else.

How could a man who worked so hard, who was so kind, who was so kind to his wife, who was so ordinary, suddenly die?

Diaoye still has such a beautiful future. The future is just around the corner. How can we let the accident take the lead? Gao Leng can't help thinking of many people who died suddenly.

Young people, also suddenly so no.

"Boss, I don't think we can let people work overtime all the time. You say that there are so many people who have died suddenly now. What dreams do you have to pursue when all of them are dead?" Fat man said that.

"Sometimes pursuing dreams is what we have to pay. How can we pursue dreams so easily?" The old crane asked.

The dialogue of the past is still in my ears.

The fat man in the distance, crying into a fool, can't even come to Lao Diao's grave.

The future or the accident, which comes first, may be fate.

"Brother, I have to leave soon. I have to find the little witch. By the way, you are not familiar with the little witch. She is me..." Gao Leng said here, pause.

Who is she? Gao Leng found out that he always thought Xiao Leng was his first love, but he thought carefully, no, the little witch should be, and the witch was the first woman he met! Except when I was young and frivolous, I slept with my former Lord's girlfriend.

The witch was the first woman he really got.

The little witch should be his first love.

But for a long time, Gao lengliang didn't know about it. He always regarded Xiao Leng as his first love.

And what about the most exciting woman?

It doesn't seem to be.

He always felt that Murong was the woman he was most attracted to.

It's ironic to think of it at this time.

What about your favorite woman? The little witch doesn't seem to beGao Leng's tears gush out again. The man doesn't flick when he has tears, but he doesn't feel sad until he loses them.

The little witch pays silently, without asking for any return. When she needs her, she is there. When she doesn't need her, she stays quietly on standby.

She also gave up her life for him three times, each time it was the pain of a broken tail.

"She's me The most disappointed. " Gao Leng covers his face, tears more and more, and his body trembles: "she has no place to live now, in a dark place, very cold, I have to go to her, brother, sorry, I have to go to her."

I don't know how many men have failed others.

That kind of disappointments will be noticed only when they are lost, and even some people will not be noticed when they are lost. Instead, they abandon them fiercely. In the long years after that, when they meet other women, they gradually feel the good of the person before.

At this time of high cold, I feel like this.

He failed Xiaowei, not because he didn't give her any identity. Xiaowei didn't care about identity, but he didn't find that Xiaowei was his first love and the most important woman in such a long time. It was not only the importance of power, but also the importance of emotion.

He needs small tail, can't leave her, most can't leave her, heartbroken.

"She said she was cold, dark and had no place to live Brother, I... " Gao Leng repeated these words.

Lao Diao is the elder brother in his mind. The elder brother is like a father. Only in front of him can he tell the pain in his heart. Now, when the elder brother leaves, everything is gone.

If you want to be a hero, his epitaph is shining quietly.

It's nice to have a brother like Lao Diao.

From the driver to diaoye, it's good not to change the original intention.

Gao Leng stands up and looks back in three steps. Goodbye, brother, if there is an afterlife.

If there is an afterlife, in the future and accidents, choose the future, take it easy, take it easy. However, if there is an afterlife, I am afraid that with such a disposition as Lao Diao, I will choose to go to the Middle East without hesitation.

As diaoshao said.

My man is different from you. He died on the way to be a hero.

I'm afraid if there is an afterlife.

Lao Diao will still work hard to live, smile and live to the last moment.

Even if you know that there is an undercurrent in front of you, you will go there without hesitation.

Because this is the old crane.

Gao Leng stands up. He knows that his brother will urge him to go if he knows. He goes to find the little witch. He can't let her freeze, starve or scare.

At this time, the West falls into the west mountain.

Diao Sao quietly burned Lao Diao's clothes, still without tears, even smiling. This strong woman gave her best to the world, and with the smoke of Lao Diao's clothes, the heroine's courage was rippling.

"This is your summer dress. I've got one for you so you can't get it wrong." Hanging sister-in-law took a set, throw to firepower, charge way.

"Here are your gloves, your favorite. I'll put your winter clothes with you, remember?" Diao Sao threw a pair of gloves to another part of the firepower, where the winter cotton padded clothes were burning.

Quietly, no crying, no noise.

It's like chatting with Lao Diao at home, which makes people respect him.

Gao Leng looks over.

Although this woman has no culture, she is so touching.

It's a woman who is always hanging.

Turn around and leave.

At night, it should be two or three in the morning.

There was a man lying beside Lao Diao's grave.

Lying on the grave of Lao Diao, wearing a thin blue floral jacket, she had the same hairstyle as a girl before.

Sobbing, sobbing

A deep and oppressive cry came out.

Sobbing, sobbing

No longer can not control the cry, accompanied by the night cat meow, came out.

No one heard it except Lao Diao.

Diaoshao was lying on her man's grave, crying heartbroken.

"I listen to you I didn't cry in public Am I doing well? I... " Diaoshao put her body close to the grave.

"You You Don't worry Now no one knows that I'm crying, I'm not sad, I'm not sad, I don't regret, I don't regret to let you go to the Middle East, really, don't misunderstand... " Diaoshao's body trembled with crying.

"I just miss you I miss you... "

Dark clouds cover Langyue, so Langyue must be sad.

Sobbing, sobbing

The cry reverberated on the side of Lao Diao's grave.

"I don't regret it. You can do whatever you want. I support you. I don't cry because I regret it. Don't be sad. Don't be sad when you are at the bottom. I just miss you. I will live a good life. The baby will grow up and I won't remarry..."

Diaoshao lay on the side of the grave, holding the grave in her hand.But the grave was too big for her.

"You're not allowed to look for people below. You should keep the bed for me..." Diaoshao stretched out her hand and bashfully hit the grave: "I'll keep my quilt for you. I'm only sleeping by you. Life is your man and death is your ghost. I'm the best man. I'm different from everyone else. You're a hero. I'll live a good life and I won't disgrace you. "

Sobbing, sobbing

The cry came, and the sun was shining.

It stopped suddenly.

After two hours, the kitchen smoke lit up in the kitchen, and sister-in-law Diao was quietly cooking breakfast, shouting: "children! Get up, get up! Get up and eat! Dawa, you dawdle. Be careful your father will beat you! Don't think he can't see it! Get up

His voice was very harsh, like a crane.

So she held her head high, dressed in a thin blue coat, carrying steamed bread and porridge, and put the things on the table.

On the table, there was food for the old crane.

She looks at the sunrise and smiles.

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