Chapter 1337: Snow, or Snow Ember (19)
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King's Landing fell madly on the iron door of the execution room, slamming the iron door fiercely, the iron door of the law, ruthlessly separated them, separated life and death, and from then on, yin and yang were separated, never to see each other.
"Shangguang! Shangguang! ——”
King's Landing loves to bang on the iron door with all her might, and she wants to look at her lover again.
The executioner's hand pulled the power switch—just as Shang Guang Kun Pagoda heard the call of King's Landing.
Little love!! ——
"Little love! At that moment, a mournful whimper burst out of the man's body, and Shangguang Kunta raised his head and roared——— "Little love!! ——”
The man exhausted all his love and strength, roared loudly, the last cry of his life, and his heart ached: "Little love! ——”
The executioner's hand pulling the electric switch fell.
A 2,000-volt electric current invaded Shangguang Kunta's body.
At that moment, life came to an abrupt end in a white expanse.
Shangguang Kunta is dead.
King's Landing Love fainted.......
King's Landing stood silently behind, watching his sister's body slide down, watching the heart-wrenching life-and-death decision.......
He didn't step forward to support King's Landing Love, and at this moment, another tall figure suddenly flashed sideways, and the soldier in camouflage uniform, Qin Jin, hurried forward and hugged King's Landing Love........
Then, as time passed slowly, slowly, everything seemed to slow motion, the door to the execution chamber slowly opened, and the executioners pushed out the body of the condemned prisoner, and reported to King's Landing: "Confirmed death".
King's Landing lifted the white cloth and confirmed the identity of the deceased—
Shangguang Kunta lay peacefully, his face was like sleeping, and the only relic brought to the other world was the diamond ring on the ring finger of his left hand - King's Love, the wife of Shangguang Kunta.
He's dead.
Qin Jin subconsciously covered the eyes of the unconscious King's Landing Ai, and covered it with his body to prevent her from seeing that Kunta, a sworn enemy, was dead, and Qin Jin did not feel any light, on the contrary, the whole process gave him a heavy oppression.
A funeral home worker ran up from behind and reported, "The coffin is parked outside." ”
King's Landing whispered to him, "Send them to the crematorium, where Secretary of State Min Huixian will help her take care of her son's funeral." ”
"Yes."
"Qin Jin." King's Landing commanded, "Send her back to Aster Manor and accompany her well." ”
"Hmm." Without lingering in the slightest, Qin Jin quickly picked up King's Landing Love and walked in the opposite direction.
In one direction, the funeral home staff and executioners pushed the body of Shangguang Kun Pagoda and got into the coffin, and in the other direction, Qin Jin left from the back door with Jun Lin Ai in his arms.
King's Landing was silent, standing in place for a long, long time.
What was he thinking?
Habitually touching out the cigarette, the man sighed, put it back in his trouser pocket, and as he left, his leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the dark corridor made an empty echoing sound.
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South umbrella northern suburbs, Lingshan Cemetery, crematorium waiting hall.
In the empty position, there was only one woman, sitting alone, and overnight, she was much older, her face haggard, and the crystallized salt around her eye sockets.
In his hand, he flipped through a yellowed photo album, on which were photos of Min Yichen from one year old to ten years old, in kindergarten, in elementary school, when he was swimming, and when he got the first time in the grade, and a group photo of a family of three.
And then there was no more.......
Min Yichen lost it and disappeared into her life.
The boy's bright smile is frozen in the life of 10 years old.