The GPS signal has been pointing to the east, and over there, it is full of low mountain bags, dense, and there is no end in sight. Small·Say·· The first and far peaks, the snow that does not melt all year round reflect the rays of the sun, cold, just like my mood now.

After three hours of driving on the sheep's intestine-like path, finally, the gps flickering light point stayed not far away. I stopped the car and looked into the distance, and I was stunned.

I saw that the disappeared bee colony of the Zhou Group had all come here, and hundreds of millions of bees had built a huge hive, which was as high as a three-story building. The hive was like an eyeball, its eyes rolled hideously, and it despised everything in the world.

Not far from the mountain peaks stands a building covered in thangkas. The building is extremely magnificent, and the wind is densely hung with Sanskrit and Tibetan scriptures written on the outside, and the wind on the plateau makes a terrible 'whirring' sound.

I'm afraid it's another place where Old Man Chen's bones are suppressed.

The deafening 'whirring' sound seemed to be getting closer, and I rubbed my eyes to see that the building and the hive in front of me seemed to be collapsing.

The bees flew out of their nests, forming dark clouds in the air. But the dark cloud soon disintegrated, and the bees began to die inexplicably, and a large number of corpses fell and lay on the ground, a thick layer.

"Oops!" The interior of the huge building is exactly where GPS stays. I hurried up the mountainside, unconcerned about the deadly rubble falling beside me.

It's close, it's close. The gate is close at hand.

Before I could rush in, a mass of figures had already rushed out.

It was Zhou Huishu, she was carrying Zhou Zhiting on her back, and the silk scarf on her face had been torn off in a mess. Her face, like her mother's, began to grow horrible moth-eaten holes.

I savagely snatched Zhou Zhiting back from her back.

"What's wrong with her?" The girl was shot in the chest, not near the heart, but the circumstances were still lethal enough.

"She shot Fauber to save me."

"Where's Fauber?" I gritted my teeth with hatred.

"Dead, beaten to death by Yaxin." Zhou Huishu's face was full of sadness, "That girl, I can't figure out what her identity is." She snatched the heirloom from me and Xiaoting and walked away into the apse of the tomb. Then the whole tomb began to crumble, and I hurriedly carried Xiaoting out. If you look at her, will it be dangerous? ”

"I won't put her in danger!" I was a little hysterical and carried her forward.

The girl's delicate body was getting colder, and she seemed to wake up in pain, and she was a little surprised to see me.

"Honey, to be able to see you one last time. Really, really, very happy. She laughed and whispered in my ear.

"Stupid, don't talk." I cursed loudly, hiding the weakness in my heart and the tears in the corners of my eyes.

She raised her hand weakly, as if to touch my face. But after all, he had no strength.

The smile froze at the corner of the girl's mouth, and my whole world seemed to collapse.

End

I took Zhou Zhiting's ashes to Germany and buried them in a cemetery near the school, so that I could see her often.

The tomb's stele, I carved a line of steles with my own hands

"To my wife, Zhou Zhiting. She came to this life, took away her husband's heart, and left cruelly. She was eighteen years old. ”

The incident was over, and the operation was perhaps the most failed in its history. Not only did you not get your target, but you also lost your most precious thing. A marriage that I had decided to run was over at the beginning.

My mood has been dark for a long time and has not recovered.

When Zhou Zhiting was dying, she didn't forget to let her mother concoct a special medicine for me, and I drank the unpleasant green liquid before leaving, and the terrifying insects in my arm really died, and they were discharged from the hive-like hole. It's just a scar, but it's left permanently.

Maybe this is a memory that God has left for me. Time can wear away everything, and there is nothing that time cannot erase, even pain and memory.

But every time I touch that wound, I am reminded that in the Ruoergai steppe, I once had such a wife. She was strong and brave, she loved me and lost her life......

And I, on the other hand, could not give her anything.

After that, I didn't go to Canada, I just wrote the report in Germany and emailed it to the old man. Although the whole story is clear at a glance, it is also confusing. Its biggest problem character is the woman Yaxin, and it seems that everything behind it is planned by her. In order to get the heirloom of the Zhou Group.

But what did she bother with that thing for?

Since there is no physical object, I still don't know whether the so-called heirloom is the hand bone of Old Man Chen. Perhaps, it can affect living people and mutate bees. Such a powerful ability cannot be achieved even by an element with strong radiation. The only known items today can only be the bones of the old man. This woman has never appeared again, and the hidden secret of the internal force cannot be known.

But I made up my mind to dig three feet into the ground, and as long as she wasn't dead, I would find her. I will kill her with my own hands and sacrifice the grave of the girl who loves me to death.

Everything in the prairie originally wanted to be sealed and never opened again. No one will know that I once had a shy wife named Zhou Zhiting, and no one will know how much she has done for me.

Her smile will only remain in my mind, and I will remember it carefully while holding the red wine.

I finally decided to write this story because of a letter a few months later. The sender was Zhou Huishu, who said that everything was fine in the company, but there were no heirlooms, and bees could only purchase ordinary bee seeds from the outside world.

Attached to the letter is a cute red mobile phone.

She asked me to listen to one of the recordings.

Confused, I turned on the recorder function, and a familiar gentle voice came out. At that moment, tears swirled in my eyes again, and the sadness accumulated over the months poured out like a desperate embankment, and I couldn't stop it anymore.

I listened to the recording, cried and laughed at the same time. Hysterical like a madman.

Why are women always like this, I really don't know what is going on in their heads. At the last moment of her life, Zhou Zhiting did not think about surviving, and did not prioritize preserving her physical life. Instead, he chose to use his life to record the last memories for me.

Her voice gasped, intermittent in pain, but she could still hear a happy smile.

She said

Husband, dear. I'm sorry, I lied. I want to rely on you for the rest of my life, go with you, wherever you want to go. We'll have big houses, we'll have a basket of daughters and sons. Follow you, and you will be happy.

But I didn't have a chance.

So, I hope you can live happily.

Goodbye, husband.

No, farewell, dear.

The person I love the most in my life.

[At the end of this chapter, please look forward to the next story.] Anyway, hey, the monthly pass and recommendation of this book are a little shabby. I hope you will vote. 】

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