Chapter 452

Especially Xiangjie, her white skin, even without blood color, could not hide her beauty.

As for bald head

When the white face saw that the bare head was only the stump, he almost collapsed to the ground.

"White face is not fully recovered. It's not good to stay in this kind of ice room for a long time." Coldness reminds me.

Xiaowu pulls baimianer: "baimianer, let's go out."

"Wait, Xiaowu, I want to cremate sister Xiang and bury them in the Gobi later." White face son light open mouth.

Xiaowu takes a look at Lengyan and nods. It's just a temporary way to put her body in the ice coffin. Sooner or later, she will let people live in peace.

On this day, the body turned to ashes.

Originally it was put in three jars respectively. White face went to pour the ashes of three people into one jar directly.

This shocked the funeral home.

But little dance didn't say anything. She understood the intention of white face. Sister Xiang, skinny monkey and bald head. Although they were not a family, they were already a family. Even if they died, they would like to protect each other forever.

"I just asked Shi Lei to prepare a helicopter to take you to love island." After that, Leng Yan said frankly.

"Are you not together?" Xiaowu asked. Bailian said they would take Xiangjie back to the Gobi, so they didn't plan to delay. Xiangjie had been lying in the cold coffin for a long time. It's better to send them back to their familiar place as soon as possible.

"I just heard some news about longyetian over there. I'll check it again. It is estimated that when you come back tomorrow, there will be news. " Said Leng Yan.

White face son looks at them doubtfully: "what happened to dragon night sky?"

"Nothing." Little dance didn't say much, and didn't want another person to worry about anything.

White face knows what must have happened, but if he can't help anything, he doesn't ask any more questions. He knows that if he needs to do anything, the little dance will directly open up.

Love Island has been paralyzed because of the sandstorm. Although it is being rebuilt in the plan, it is estimated that there is no one year and a half to restore the prosperity of that year.

Xiaowu accompanies Bai lian'er to go to the Gobi desert. She stays in the homestay near the love island for one night. The next morning, she and Bai lian'er go to the Gobi desert.

It's completely covered with sand and there's no way out.

In a flash, it was only a few months. Everything was totally different. The love Island, the laughter and laughter in the Gobi, was buried in the desert.

The sun is hanging in the sky, mapping the desert into a piece of gold.

The wind blows hard.

White face suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you go? Can't find the old address of the old inn? " Xiaowu looks at the Gobi and is made like this. She can't recognize where it is anyway.

"Here it is." White face looked at the endless Gobi desert, opened the jar in his arms, reached into the jar and grabbed a handful of white ash

Xiaowu looks at him dully: "white face, what are you going to do?"

White face hands slightly send, the wind blows over, his hand ashes float with the wind, slowly and the desert on the ground into one.

After one blow.

The white face put his hand into the jar again and grabbed one.

Xiaowu quickly grabbed his arm and said, "white face, do you want to let sister Xiang die with the wind like this?" She asked hoarsely.

White faced son smiled: "we four, are homeless people, meet together in this place, this Gobi is our home, later sister Xiang they can follow the wind here, have been guarding in the home..."

Said the white face with tears.

Xiaowu holds his arm tightly and slowly loosens his hand. Life is like a dream. No matter how dazzling his life is, it will be in the dust when he dies

Sister Xiang, skinny monkeys, bareheaded, they are all soulful people. They will surely like the result when they die in the wind.

Xiaowu puts down her hand.

And white face together, the whole can of ashes sprinkled to the wind, watching those ashes drift with the wind.

"Little dance, you know? Bai lian'er's name was taken for me when sister Xiang teased me. Later, they called me that all the time. " White face son lightly said, looking at the distant sun continued to say: "there is a thing, I have always forgotten to tell sister Xiang they, I am not a hunter born, my home in a far place, I was away from home, my name is Bai, my name is Bai Yu."

She is not surprised that Su Xiaowu looks at the white face. She is like sister Xiang, bald and skinny. They all call each other that way. Their real names are just all code names. However, to her surprise, she used to say that he was born as a hunter with a false identity.

Yes

If there is no past that I don't want to mention, how can I go to the Gobi desert?

"White feather?" Little dance slanted: "better than white face." Although they are all soft names.

"If you don't get used to it, you'd better call me white face. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you call me a name."

Xiaowu smiled a little, and she thought it didn't matter. She shrugged her shoulders: "so what are you going to do next?"

White face turned to look at Xiaowu: "didn't you say that there are still you around me? So of course I'm going back to Nandu. Sister Xiang, they are gone. I want to live with their share. "

Xiaowu smiled again and patted Bai's shoulder: "then you have to pay attention to good health, three people, you have to live to be at least 100 years old."

"Of course."

I don't know when to start, Su Xiaowu looks at Bai lian'er's side face and suddenly feels that he has matured a lot. He is no longer the haughty trendy man he just met, but a very mature and responsible man.

"No, here you are." Little dance seemed to think of something. She took out a card and handed it to Bai Lian.

"What is this?"

"This is what Leng Yan asked me to transfer to you. You take care of the hotel these days. All the money the hotel makes is in it."

"How can I ask for this? We just take care of the hotel for you. The money we earn should be collected by your boss." White face son says, the conversation front a turn: "but the hotel is like that, you can make money definitely, not lose money?"

"What kind of boss am I? It's just a nominal one. If you have to say that, these are the wages I should give you."

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