"Adai." From behind a stone rock came the voice of a man's old and faint voice, it was the old lady's husband Weiz.

Xia Chenghao walked over and saw Wei Zi lying on the ground, bleeding from his nose and blood gushing from his mouth, which was a sign of serious damage to his internal organs.

Seeing Xia Chenghao coming to his side, his eyes lit up, and he said softly, "It's you." ”

His eyes looked at the high valley wall, looked at Xia Chenghao again, closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand how much time had passed.

"It's me! Weiz. Xia Chenghao replied softly and nodded slightly.

"Where's Adai?" Weiz asked with a struggle, his voice extremely weak, and a large mouthful of blood poured out again.

Xia Chenghao squatted down and gently checked Weizi's injury, he just pressed his hand on Weizi's chest, and found that the ribs had been broken, piercing the lung lobe, the injury was very serious, and if he was not treated immediately, he would die within ten minutes.

Looking at the young man's expression, Weiz tried to open his mouth and smiled, and asked tremblingly, "It's hopeless, right?" ”

Xia Chenghao nodded helplessly, he didn't want to deceive people.

Weiz struggled and asked, "She's dead too, right?" ”

Xia Chenghao could only nod.

Weiz's eyes suddenly dimmed, tears welled up in his eyes, he took a few breaths hard, and then gritted his teeth and endured the last pain. Raising his hand, he wiped his eyes gently, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Help me bring it here......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out again.

Xia Chenghao stood up, walked to Ah Dai's side and hugged him gently, his thin body was as light as nothing. Life is so fragile. Put her by Weiz's side. Let the two lie side by side.

Weiz stretched out his hand and strained himself up. Xia Chenghao squatted down and helped him up.

The old man gently stroked Adai's pale face, blood already gathering in lumps around his neck.

"She's protecting me! She...... You want to protect me! Weiz said slowly.

Xia Chenghao understood what Wei Zi meant, and when the shuttle plane crashed, Ah Dai used his thin body to protect Wei Zi under him, although he did not save her husband's life, he showed his love.

They sold their farm and bought an RV to see the sights of the world. But he lost his life in this canyon.

"I've seen that dreams are ahead......"

Tears glistened in his eyes, and he hummed softly the song that the two of them had sung together countless times.

The voice became more and more muffled, and each sentence brought out more blood,

Xia Chenghao bit his lip tightly, knowing that singing at this time would only make Wei Zi die faster. But perhaps Weiz was dead, and the moment he learned of Adai's death, he was left with only this broken body.

Remembering that day when I saw the old couple at the supply station, the two looked at each other tightly while singing and beating, and their hearts must have been filled with beautiful dreams, how happy Weizi and Adai were at that moment.

Ten minutes. Weiz just silently watched his wife's face hum, carefully wiping the stains from Adai's pale face. The hair on the top of her head was smoothed, the blades of grass and mud between her hair were removed, and her gray-blue eyes were only memories of the past.

At this time, Adai and Weiz only lived in the past years, and the future no longer belonged to them.

Xia Chenghao quietly supported Wei Zi, motionless, feeling the life that was passing faster and faster, the body in his hands was getting colder and colder, and the blood flow had slowed down.

"Adai! Adai! Weiz whispered his wife's name, his withered hand gently caressing her face, "Wait for me!" ”

The voice slowly lowered, and finally it was no longer audible.

The old man's hand hung down, his head tilted back, his life was over, and his pale hair trembled gently in the cool morning breeze,

Xia Chenghao slowly put the two of them to the ground, stood up, raised his head vigorously and looked at the sky with tears in his eyes, there is heaven, will life continue there?

Weiz and Adai were close together, blood staining the dirt beneath them.

A great desert falcon flew in the sky, clutching a dead branch in its claws and circling in the air for a few times before suddenly letting go of its claws, the branch fell straight from mid-air to the bottom of the valley, this time it no longer showed off its flying skills, flew straight to the edge of the rock wall at the bottom of the valley and fell, standing next to its dead companion, kept making a soft cry, touching the body of its companion with its sharp beak, only this time, its companion could no longer soar with it.

After standing alone for a full hour, it was not until the sound of a shuttle came in the distance that Xia Chenghao turned around and returned to the cliff, started the car and rushed out of the incident area at full speed.

The black Will Air Energy SUV hits the road......

In the city of Yarman, to the east of the Mada Federation, a villa is surrounded by high walls topped with steel tips and barbed wire.

There are palm and olive trees growing in the villa, which is like a forest, and at the edge is a large swimming pool with no water in it. It shone white in the light of Moral. The villa is local-style, with two water jets turning in a flowery garden that forms a rainbow in the harsh sunlight.

The heavy gate slowly opened, and a black X8s aerokinetic car drove in.

The car stopped, the man in black opened the door, and another man stepped down.

His black curly hair, his huge head was carved out of a stone axe, and his resolute face was like that of an ancient soldier in a modern suit.

"Where's Madame?"

"Madame is drawing."

"Still drawing?" There was some surprise in the man's expression, and some anger.

"Yes." The servant in black replied.

The man didn't say a word and walked towards the door.

It is a spacious living room covered in marble, like a large antique shop, filled with precious works of art from different eras, carpeted on marble, and famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls.

The furniture is very beautiful, there are lots of flowers in the huge floor vase, and the house gives off their fragrance.

The man ascended a marble staircase to the second floor, where stone balconies blocked the passage to the many rooms.

There are also paintings and statues here. In the corner of the second floor was a large studio, lit as daylight, with a dozen half-painted paintings scattered around on shelves, a large table with palettes and paints, etc., and women lying on the ground in a deep sleep.

She wears a white coat stained with a lot of paint.

The door opened, and the man walked in.

Looking closely at one of the paintings, it was a person's head but not a face. Then I walked to another painting, on a high columnar peak, on which the sun was shining, and on the top of the mountain stood a man or a tree.

"Who?" The woman on the ground suddenly woke up from her dream and sat up from the ground.

"Cortana, why don't you go back to your room and sleep?" (To be continued.) )