Chapter 2543: an unpredictable fate (9)
He should learn to accept and accept all of this.
Running away wasn’t a solution. He had to change himself.
The car drove to a huge Public Security Police station. There were soldiers standing guard at the electric gate. The car continued to drive until it reached the back of the mountain area of the Public Security Police station.
yuan yue leaned against the car window and looked at the passing scenes outside. shock and confusion flashed across his little face. ” uncle, are you here to take me to find my father? ”
Sang nuo asked him to sit properly. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, ” you can say so, Yingluo.
The Back Mountain area was a huge Cemetery.
countless martyrs were buried here. they were all police officers who had sacrificed their lives for the people!
The car stopped and Yuan Yue jumped off. He looked at the rows of tombstones in the distance and stood there in a daze. He seemed to be at a loss.
sang nuo lit a cigarette after he came down. the wind at the back of the mountain was very strong, and he had to use his hands to block the wind, as if he was trying to light the cigarette.
then, he puffed out a cloud of smoke.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Yuan Yue.
However, when they finally reached the top, Yuan Yue looked at the rows of tombstones and stood there in a daze.
he was not stupid.
when he was young, he had visited his grandfather’s grave with his grandmother and mother.
Therefore, he was no stranger to what a Kasaya was.
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,
Yuan Yue’s body stiffened.
sang nuo looked at him standing still. he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and slowly said to her, ” suan suan yuanyue, why aren’t you leaving? don’t you want to know where your father is, suan suan? ”
When Yuan Yue looked at him again, his eyes were filled with shock and tears. Wanwan, what did you say? ”
” i’ve found your father’s whereabouts. yuanyue, your father is a respectable man. i hope that he can tell you what you should do after you meet him. ”
Santos’s voice was low.
Yuan Yue couldn’t believe it. But where was Yingluo’s father?
The rows of tombstones were enshrouded in mist.
He slowly and stiffly followed behind sang nuo. He looked at the tombstones, at the pictures and names of the people on them.