C1 borderline crossing

As the torrential rain poured down, the lightning and thunder intersected. However, a group of people surrounded the high-grade cemetery.

Bai Xian had come to participate in Shao Yue's funeral. She didn't believe before that the person who gave her the ring with a red face would die in Himalayas, but three months later, even after a carpet search by the same special forces for three months, she still couldn't find a single trace of Shao Yue.

This also made Bai Xian and Shao Yue's parents completely give up hope.

Shao Yue was born in the second generation of the army, and was born in an illustrious family. He had the rank of colonel and was basically the leader of the special forces, even in the second generation of the imperial city, he was still a glorious existence. However, his brilliance was exposed, and he was buried in a snowy mountain.

Bai Xian and Shao Yue's parents stood together, eyes downcast and mouth pursed, ignoring the fake consolation of those who had come to offer their condolences.

"It's hard on you, follow us and run up and down." Shao Yue's father patted Bai Xian's shoulder as Lady Shao sobbed silently at the side.

Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder, and the surrounding people were all startled. People started coming in groups of twos and threes to leave, and Lady Shao did not ask them to stay, waving her hands to follow them.

Bai Xian moved the umbrella closer to Lady Shao, barely hanging a smile that was uglier than crying, and comforted her: "Me, Shao Yue, he, is the same, don't you cry yourself, Shao Yue also told me, if you don't mind, I can also service you two elders."

Mistress Shao understood, but could not bear for Bai Xian to waste his time like this on Shao Yue. She covered Bai Xian's hands with her own, and patted him again, "Silly child, you're not Little Yue Yan's wife, how can I bear to have you spend your entire life on him?"

"?" Bai Xian was quiet for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Can a dead man do?"

Mistress Shao did not say anything, Bai Xian also did not say anything, and silently walked all the way to the cemetery. Mistress Shao and Shao Yue's father looked at each other, and took out a long wooden box from a subordinate's hand, and handed it over to Bai Xian.

Bai Xian was startled, then nodded his head heavily as he received it. Mistress Shao wanted to cry again, but she was gently embraced by Shao Yue's father and got on the carriage.

Bai Xian held up the umbrella, and pursed her lips. Suddenly, she felt a little sad.

Shao Yue had especially given her a pair of rings before they got on the helicopter. He had thought that after waiting for many years, the results would come to fruition, but he never thought that only this ring would come back to him.

Bai Xian stood where he was and looked in the direction of the tomb.

After Shao Yue's funeral, Bai Xian stayed in a private sanatorium. This place was previously invested by Bai Xian and Shao Yue, so it was specially used to receive famous people from various societies and it was extremely secretive.

Right now, both her body and mind were extremely exhausted. She couldn't get up, nor did she drink water or eat food. Thus, she decided to stay in bed in a daze for three days.

With Shao Yue's death, Mr. Bai and White Doctor insisted that she marry a rich Hong Kong businessman. Although the other party didn't have any big weaknesses, Bai Xian could tell that they just had nose, nose, eyes and eyes.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. It was unknown if she was sad or what she was feeling in her heart, but it was empty.

Inside was an ancient looking long blade, it seemed to be Shao Yue's most favorite treasure. Bai Xian kept stroking it, and when he thought about how Shao Yue was beaming with joy when he mentioned this blade to her, she couldn't help but smile.

"Hiss ?"

It seemed like the rusted blade had cut open her finger, but before Bai Xian could react, a golden light pricked her so that she couldn't open her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Xian was stunned by the scene before him.

This was what it meant to be a retainer of the family.

The walls were made of mud, and there was only a similar bed made of mud.