"Forest Bureau, can you take me.... Take me to see it..... Dorjee? ”

Wen Wanbing, who was lying on the hospital bed, was worse than dead, every minute and every second was so tormented.....

There are always ashes after Dorjee is cremated, and she wants to beg the Forest Bureau to take her to see it. When I opened my mouth to ask for the forest bureau, I found that my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and my voice was extremely hoarse, and the mosquitoes and flies were weak.

She wants to see Dorjee, even if it's an urn, she wants to see him!

She knew that Dorjee must have been looking forward to her seeing him.....

"Wait until you get better!"

The forest bureau standing by the window did not look back, let alone agree to Wen Wanbing's request.

"Forest Bureau~~~"

Wen Wanbing's voice became mournful.

“......”

Lin Ju sighed in his heart, wanting to say something, but felt that all the language was too pale, so he simply didn't speak again.

Not far away, the incense in the temple floats into the sky, lonely and vicissitudes.

Because it was the Chinese New Year, the hospital was deserted under the snow. The occasional cough in the hallway would echo for a long time.....

“......”

Seeing that what she asked for was fruitless, Wen Wanbing was sad and helpless in her heart, closed her eyes, couldn't bear it anymore, and her tears couldn't stop and began to slide down.

She may really be a broom star, letting the people around her leave one by one.

I'm sorry, Dorjee, I'm sorry!

At the end, I won't even be able to see you, Dorjee! Falling in love with me is really the biggest mistake of your life.

Dorjee ......

He shouted madly in his heart, and tears of bean size gushed out wildly.

But what, Dorjee is no longer there, she will never appear by her side again, and she will never take the trouble to call her name over and over again! I will never look at her from afar like a fool again!

Thinking of the amber eyes when Dorjee looked at her, Wen Wanbing's heart was fiercely pinched. The pain made her almost suffocate, and she had never hated herself so much, gritting her teeth with hatred, and longing to eat her own flesh and blood.

His hands wanted to be clenched tightly into fists, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to pinch his fists now, and he used all his strength to pull out the needle on the back of his hand.

Along the edge of the bed, enduring the severe pain coming from all over the body, the whole person rolled out of bed with the quilt.....

"Bang~~~", the joints on the body were shaken as if they were about to displace, and the cone pain came from all over the body, and before he could react, the person fainted again.

Sorry, Dorjee!

I really want to come and see you, but ......

Dorjee, I'm sorry!

I haven't had time to tell you I like you personally!

When Wen Wanbing fainted here, Dorjee's house on the other side was full of people, and he had just sent Dorjee away, all of them looking sad..... In the middle of the living room, the middle-aged couple with a vegetarian body sat on a wide chair, their expressions were blank, and their faces were like withered.

In the scripture hall next to the living room, incense is curling in the scripture hall, and dozens of lamas in red clothes are sitting on the ground and chanting.

In the middle of the scripture hall, there is a photo of Dorjee. In the photo, Dorjee galloped on horseback, in high spirits, and after the photo, Dorjee's ashes were packed in a golden wooden box.....

"Uncle and aunt, don't think about anything, you still have us! We will honor you as much as Dorjee did. ”

It was the woman in the black coat who spoke in the car that day, about thirty years old, tall and tall, but she spoke softly.

Since graduating from university, she has been with Dorjee's parents and helped take care of the family's medicinal herb business.

My uncle and aunt are now getting bigger and bigger in the medicinal herb business, and as a niece who has been helping, she is not sad in her heart because of Dorjee's departure, on the contrary, she feels that everything is providential.

Dorjee passed away, as the closest and most trusted person to her uncle and aunt, she will definitely be able to share a large part of this large fortune at that time!

“......”

“.......”

Dorjee's parents didn't speak, just sat next to each other. Listening to the chanting voice of the lama in the scripture hall next door, the haggard woman in white burst into tears.

"Uncle and aunt, you mourn! The woman who killed Big Brother Duoji was beaten half to death by us last time! If it weren't for Director Nalin, our brothers would have let the woman accompany Brother Dorjee to the funeral. ”

There was a young man in a Tibetan robe with a medium-sized face in Chinese characters, who wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes vigorously, and his eyes were fierce.

"That's it, how could Big Brother Dorjee like that kind of fox, you see that on the day Big Brother Dorjee was sent back, he was still dressed up so charming, shameless!"

There was a small Tibetan girl who was indignant.

"That's it, Brother Dorjee is so pitiful, woo woo~~~"

Someone started crying again......

"Woo woo~~~~"

"Woo woo~~~~"

At this moment, the living room began to cry again.

"Dorjee has been sent away, you all go back! Your aunt and I still have to finish the final ritual here before we can leave....."

Sitting on the wide chair in the middle, the middle-aged bearded man frowned, stood up quickly, and became impatient as he spoke.

“......”

“.......”

A group of relatives of the Dorjee family, who were crying on the side, saw that Dorjee's father was angry, and slowly stopped crying, and when they wanted to say something, they were all pulled by the older generation around them with complicated expressions.

Then, get up and leave one after another!

In an instant, only the middle-aged couple were left in the palatial living room.

The death of his son, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, for the husband and wife, the grief in their hearts can no longer be described in any words.

Sanjay ..... It's that girl, she killed our son! ”

Thinking of the happy appearance of Dorjee who left home in a hurry that day and came to Corz, the vegetarian woman who had not seen her for a few days had a round face with a pointed chin and amber eyes overflowing with tears.

"Don't cry!"

The bearded man looked pained, thinking of the girl in a half-silk dress who was beaten in the snowstorm that day, and a pair of bloodshot tiger eyes were gloomy and depressed.

"Sanjay, our son is gone! It's all to blame on that woman, Sanjay, for letting her bury my son! Woo woo woo ~ ~~~"

Thinking of Dorjee's handsome appearance before his death, the vegetarian woman cried darkly.

She hated it so much, if it weren't for her son's hurried return to Colz, how could her proud excellent son die early.

In the past few days, she didn't think about tea and food, and she didn't close her eyes and rest for several days and nights. As long as he closes his eyes, his son's smile on him will appear in front of his eyes.

"Book, you still have me!"

Sanjay, Dorjee's father, lost his father when he was a child and was notoriously fierce when he was young.

When he was a child, the uncle next door bullied his grandmother, and after school that day, he rushed directly to the uncle's house and bit off one of the uncle's fingers who were eating.

Later, I met Dorjee's mother and started a business, and the ruthless temperament slowly converged. Although he knew that it was not the girl's fault for Dorjee's death, he wanted the girl to bury his son.

Thinking of his son's doting look when he told them about the girl, Sanjay's heart hurt! His precious son can't just leave alone!

There was someone to accompany him on the Huangquan Road, and he felt that this was the most correct thing to do for his son.....

"Sanchi~~~~Woo woo~~~"

The plain woman couldn't cry anymore, listening to the sound of the lama chanting, she trembled and wanted to stand up, but her body was too weak to support it and fell back into the wide chair.

"Book that, I'll send you back to your room to have a good rest! I'm going out to buy something to do at night! ”

Sanjay had already figured out that he didn't want the girl to live through tonight, no matter what.

"Sanjay~~~ help me..... Help me..... Go to the scripture hall! ”

Chana leaned into Sanjay's arms, shaking her head desperately. She wanted to go to the scripture hall to accompany their son.....

"Don't worry about that, you have a good rest!"

Sanjay didn't want to be too tired, so he picked it up and sent it to the bedroom upstairs.

At noon, although the sun was very bright, there was no temperature in the air at all, and Sanchi, who was all vegetarian, did not have any expression on his dark face.

I drove a black SUV and went out, and the chain on the tires of the SUV "rattled ~~~" in the snow.

When I arrived at the hospital, I asked the girl about her inpatient room, but the nurse said that the girl had been transferred to the hospital in the morning because of her injuries.

The news that he was too injured and had been transferred to the hospital made Sanjay furious, and he wanted to smash the front desk with one punch.

When I got out of the hospital, I was at the gate of the forest bureau, the car stopped at the gate of the hospital, got out of the car and walked to the side of the forest bureau, and looked at the forest bureau viciously.....

"I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifth day of junior high school!"

"Sanjay, don't do anything illegal! Dorjee has passed away, and it is not the girl's fault. ”

After Wen Wanbing fainted in the morning, the forest bureau directly called the hospital's ambulance, took Wen Wanbing's clothes that had been packed before, and sent her away from Colz directly.

A few hours had passed, and this Wen Wanbing should have been on the plane to Sioux City.

I don't know if Xiao Wen will hate him when he wakes up and sees that his person is already in the central hospital in Sioux City.......

"Breaking the law? That's how it is! She is hiding to the ends of the earth, and my Sanjay is going to bring her back to my son for burial! ”

After saying this, Sanjay turned to get into the car and left.

"Alas....."

The forest bureau didn't speak, looking at Sanjay's car that quickly disappeared around the corner of the street, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, his eyes were full of worry.

I hope that Wen Wanbing can regain her strength after recovering from her injury, and it is best to get out of the shadow of Dorjee's death soon.

That girl is so bitter!

Standing at the door of the hospital, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the white clouds, he seemed to see Dorjee standing in the sky and smiling heartily at him.

couldn't help but moisten his eyes a little, put his hands into the fox fur jacket on his body, helped the black felt hat on his head, stepped on the thinning snow, and walked in the direction of the Public Security Bureau.

Under the bright sunshine, Lin Ju was originally a straight back with a slight bow, and the steps moving forward slowly, every step was so difficult.

Hope......

I hope that Xiao Wen, who went to Sioux City, can live again!

On the other side, Sanjay, who had already arrived at home, sat in front of Dorjee's ashes, a pair of fists clenched tightly.

Looking at Dorjee's smiling face, his eyes were painful.....

No matter where the girl went, he would definitely bring her back to Colz and let him bury Dorjee.

Beside him, the lama's chanting voice whimpered, sometimes high and sometimes low, the tone was frustrated, and between the incense, Sanjie's eyes became gloomy, and a sneer at the corner of his mouth made people shudder.