Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 335 corpse, whereabouts unknown

Duan Wangshu shouted loudly, leaned down and extended his hand to Tong Xiaoyun.

Only then did Tong Xiaoyun come to her senses, and immediately climbed up, "Uncle, hurry up, hurry up..."

She was worried, and looked back while climbing up.

Qiao Moshen also climbed up the ladder, but he felt the strength in his body being pulled away little by little.

His thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, he clenched his teeth, and grasped the rope weakly with both hands, firmly supporting his body that was about to fall, and his whole body was already dripping with cold sweat.

Finally, she went up.

Jomo's tense muscles relaxed, and his hanging heart also let go.

She is safe at last.

Suddenly there was a second of darkness in front of him, his body was weak, Qiao Moshen loosened his hands, and his body fell down bit by bit. The next second, a pair of small hands only grabbed his big palm.

"Uncle, hold on, come up quickly, uncle..."

Tong Xiaoyun grabbed Qiao Moshen's big palm with all his strength, his body had left the rope ladder and fell completely.

She held onto Qiao Moshen tightly, exerting force and force, as if there was endless energy in her body, she cried out, tears rolling down continuously.

Jomo's deep eyelids became heavier and darker, his vision gradually blurred, and the last trace of strength in his body was drained.

In front of his eyes, her little face full of tears was so blurred, and the "buzzing" sound in his ear made him unable to hear her voice.

"Yun'er...Yun'er..."

His pale thin lips parted slightly, and a weak voice escaped from his mouth.

"Uncle, please, come up quickly..." Tong Xiaoyun gritted her teeth tightly, and tried to pull him up with all her strength with all her strength. With a single heart, she had never been so panic-stricken and helpless as at this moment .

"Qiao Moshen, hold on!"

Duan Wangshu's voice also sounded at this moment, and his outstretched hand was struggling to grab Qiao Moshen's arm.

"Yun'er...I love you, you have to be good...be good..."

Qiao Moshen's eyes were getting darker and darker, and she could no longer see her face.

A heart, as if being torn apart, hurts so much and is full of reluctance.

A tear fell down his pale cheek.

He finally closed his eyes, unable to open them again.

However, he was glad that she was safe.

"Joe Moshen!"

Duan Wangshu's hand had already touched Qiao Moshen's arm, but Tong Xiaoyun saw the serene smile on Qiao Moshen's lips at this moment.

Breathing stagnant, tears suddenly stopped.

Tong Xiaoyun's tear-wet eyes widened little by little, and her expression was as quiet as death.

Inexplicably, she suddenly felt that she...as if...was about to lose him.

At the bottom of the eyes, rolling tears gathered again, becoming more and more turbulent, and the huge teardrops finally gushed out of the eye sockets, rolling down along the stinging corners of the eyes.

Empty hands, empty heart...

"what……"

The long scream broke through the huge sound of the helicopter, stinging everyone's eardrums.

Tong Xiaoyun lost her breath and lost all senses. The dark and moist pupils reflected Qiao Moshen's body that was falling rapidly. At this moment, it seemed that her soul had died.

"Oh!"

Jomo's heavy body fell into the sea, splashing huge water.

The next second, there was another loud sound... The cruise ship exploded, and white smoke billowed.

a long time... a long time...

"what……"

There was a long, painful scream.

"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle... ah..."

Tong Xiaoyun's crazy voice seemed to be tearing apart, and there was heart-piercing pain in his chest, his small body tried to jump through the door of the helicopter, but suddenly a strong arm crossed his waist, She stopped.

"No! Uncle...don't...don't..."

Tears, rustling down.

It was as if someone had passed through her chest, grabbing her heart and pulling it out, with the blood vessels connected to it, bloody and bloody...

When this pain reached its peak, her world suddenly became light, and she couldn't feel anything.

The world is dark.

……

"Uncle...uncle...don't...uncle..."

The night is dark.

In the depressed ward, Tong Xiaoyun's painful voice suddenly sounded.

Duan Wangshu's expression brightened, Qiao Mobai, Tong Wei, Bai Li...all the people around the hospital bed turned their attention to Tong Xiaoyun's pale face soaked in tears.

"Xiaoyun..."

Tong Wei stepped forward, sat down by the bed, held Tong Xiaoyun's hand tightly, and his eyes were moist.

"Uncle!"

Tong Xiaoyun hissed and sat up suddenly.

The huge force in her body drove her to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

She's going to find her uncle, she's going to find her uncle!
"Xiaoyun!" Duan Wangshu hugged Tong Xiaoyun from behind and stopped her, but she turned around abruptly and pushed her away.

"Uncle! Uncle... ah..."

She shook her head desperately, like crazy, and tears flowed down again.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to find uncle, get out... get out!"

The crazy voice resounded throughout the ward, and without knowing where the strength came from, Tong Xiaoyun pushed away all the people who came forward to stop her, and ran to the door of the ward with bare feet.

She must find him, she must find him.

"Tong Xiaoyun!"

Duan Wangshu roared out, strode forward, stopped Tong Xiaoyun who had already run to the door, held her shoulders tightly with his big hands, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said word by word, "Qiao Mo is deeply dead!" No more, don't..."

"Snapped!"

A clear and loud voice suddenly sounded, interrupting what Duan Wangshu hadn't finished speaking.

The hatred in Tong Xiaoyun's eyes deepened, she bit her lower lip and stared at Duan Wangshu fiercely, as if he was her sworn enemy.

There was burning pain in the palm of her hand, she raised her little hand again, and slapped Duan Wangshu's flushed cheek again with another heavy slap.

"I don't allow you to curse him, Duan Wangshu, the uncle is not dead...the uncle is not dead!"

Tong Xiaoyun yelled out the last sentence, stepped forward suddenly madly, and beat Duan Wangshu's body with fists like raindrops, "Why are you cursing uncle, uncle will not die, he will not leave me alone, bad guy , you are a bad guy, a liar... why did you lie to me? Uncle won't die, he won't die!"

Duan Wangshu gritted his teeth, endured Tong Xiaoyun's beating more and more vigorously, and raised his palm to stop Tong Wei and Qiao Mobai who were about to step forward.

He watched Tong Xiaoyun's almost crazy behavior, stood still, and let her vent, as long as she felt better, he could do anything.

Tong Xiaoyun seemed to regard Duan Wangshu as the person she hated the most, and the fists that landed on him hit him harder and harder until... She exhausted all her strength, and finally she couldn't hold on anymore, her legs softened and she fell sat on the ground.

Tears poured down like rain.

She looked at Duan Wangshu with resentment, but her nerves that had been tense all the time were relaxed at this moment, the heart-piercing cry sounded again, she fell to the ground and cried bitterly, her frail shoulders trembled even more.

How to do?
How to do?
She didn't believe Duan Wangshu's words, but she didn't have the strength to stand up and look for it.

How to do?
"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

Tong Xiaoyun's crying stopped, she didn't know where the strength came from, she stood up suddenly and rushed out.

"Uncle...uncle..."

She called out one after another, and opened the door full of hope, but when she saw someone coming, her expression suddenly dimmed, full of disappointment.

not him.

"Mrs. Qiao..." The chief of the Public Security Bureau paused, looked inside again, took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, we tried our best, but... we couldn't find Mr. Qiao's body. "

corpse...

corpse...

corpse...

Tong Xiaoyun's ears were filled with these two words.

Qiao Moshen's corpse...

Will not!
Will not!
Tong Xiaoyun suddenly went crazy, shook his head desperately, grabbed the arm of the chief of the Public Security Bureau, and shook vigorously, "You lied to me, uncle is not dead, uncle will not die, why did you lie to me, liar, you are all Liars! I hate you guys, I'm going to find uncle..."

"Xiaoyun!" Tong Wei exclaimed, seeing Tong Xiaoyun's figure rushing out of the ward, he immediately chased after him with big strides.

Everyone else followed suit.

Tong Wei chased after Tong Xiaoyun in the corridor, "Xiaoyun, calm down..."

"I don't want it! I just want uncle, I just want uncle... Dad, I want to find him, I beg you, let me find him, I..."

Suddenly, darkness struck before her eyes, Tong Xiaoyun felt as if something had fallen heavily on top of her head, her voice stopped abruptly, and she fell down suddenly.

"Little Yun!"

Tong Wei quickly supported her with sharp eyesight, and immediately picked her up horizontally and carried her into the ward.

……

Everything calmed down.

In the living room outside Tong Xiaoyun's ward, the chief of the Public Security Bureau looked at everyone in front of him, his expression darkened, and he said after a moment of silence, "We have fished out all the corpses and are now confirming one by one. Different, some have been washed away by the waves, so I'm not sure yet, Mr. Qiao's body..."

"Mo Shen!" Betty whimpered, threw herself into Qiao Mobai's arms, and cried bitterly.

Mrs. Qiao was also in extreme pain, as if she had aged a lot in just a moment.

There is a smell of sadness in the air.

Qiao Mobai hugged Bai Li tightly in his arms, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't stop the tears from falling.

He patted Betty's back lightly, his trembling lips parted, and his hoarse voice was full of pain, "Mom..."

Duan Wangshu looked serious, stood up slowly, and came to the director of the Public Security Bureau, "Hurry up."

The chief of the Public Security Bureau nodded, and said respectfully, "Yes, then I'll go out to do business first."

Duan Wangshu responded softly, then glanced at the back of the chief of the Public Security Bureau, turned around and said in a deep voice, "Mo Bai, your modern grandma and aunt should go home and rest, I will leave this place to me."

Qiao Mobai nodded, helped the weeping Betty to stand up, "Mom, let's go back first, uncle, I will take grandma and mother back first."

Tong Wei responded softly, stepped forward slowly, supported Mrs. Qiao, and sent them out.

……

In the afternoon of the next day, Tong Xiaoyun slowly opened his eyes.

Bai Li, who was sitting by the bed, looked slightly brighter, and said tearfully, "Xiao Yun, you finally woke up, I'll go to the doctor right now."

"Uncle... Where's Uncle? Has he come back?" Tong Xiaoyun slowly sat up and asked softly, with a very serious look.

Bai Li was taken aback, frightened by Tong Xiaoyun's tone and expression, she quickly held her cold hand, "Xiaoyun, how are you feeling?"

Tong Xiaoyun didn't seem to hear Bai Li's words, looked into her eyes and asked again, "Mom, hasn't uncle come back yet?"

Bai Li's heart was raised, her eyes were reddish, and her eyes were wet again with tears, "Xiaoyun, mom knows you are sad, so why not, but Xiaoyun..."

"Uncle didn't come back, did he? Then I'll go find him, and I will definitely find him. "

Her voice was as ethereal as smoke, as if the wind would blow it away.

Slowly lifting the quilt, Tong Xiaoyun was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by Bai Li, "Xiaoyun..."

Tears were rolling in the starry eyes, Tong Xiaoyun held back his tears, and his slightly trembling voice became firmer, "Please... don't stop me, let me go to uncle, mom, uncle is yours Son, don't you want me to find him? Don't worry, I will definitely find him. "

(End of this chapter)