hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 515 The Struggle of Life and Death (25)

　
　Charles stretched out a hand with difficulty and held Tang Yumo's hand tightly, saying: "Xiao Tiantian, listen to me, I must return you to Gu Yihan intact. You Chinese say, the grace of a drop of water, when Repay him with a fountain. Back then, he saved my hand, and now, I give him his life back. Besides, if I lost my hand at that time, my life would also be gone."

　Tang Yumo said in a hoarse voice: "No, no, we don't want to die for others, we want to live for our lover! Charles, you have to hold on, there are several girlfriends waiting for you! For them, survive! Okay?"

　She felt that Charles had completely given up the idea of ​​surviving, and he was explaining the funeral to her.

　She couldn't accept it, and tried every means to arouse his nostalgia for life.

　After all, aren't there miracles in this world that medicine can't explain?
　In this world, since even the voice of the soul can be felt, what miracles can't happen?
　However, Charles was not touched by Tang Yumo's encouragement. He bent his lips with difficulty and said, "I don't have a girlfriend. I am an old prince who is a golden bachelor. I have no regrets in this world. I used to have fun when I was having fun." , when I repented, I also repented with all my heart. During these years in the art museum, I lived happily and contentedly.”

　Tang Yumo did not give up, and continued to persuade: "Old prince, you are lying. On Christmas Eve last year, the night when I first came to the art museum with Gu Yihan, what did you say, didn't you still go on a date?" ? Isn't your lover still waiting for you?"

　Charles looked pitifully at the foreign woman in front of him who was trying to make him want to survive, and said softly: "No, Sweetie, I went to repair the dome of the church that night, because it will be open for you to see the next day. The dome The archangel in the painting was originally mottled, so I repainted it. Otherwise, how would I know the secret escape route?"

　Seeing Tang Yumo's sad expression, he added: "Xiao Tiantian, I really have no regrets. I kept my hands and repaired countless paintings. I think I will definitely go to heaven, and I will be with you." The soul of the master is with me, and I will see angels, isn't it good?"

　Tang Yumo sobbed: "You lie, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't want you to leave"

　Charles' voice was already very weak, and he murmured: "Yes, it's easy to leave, but it's hard to live. So, Sweetheart, even in France, the situation must be very difficult, no matter what, you have to do it for him , live"

　Charles' voice faded until it was barely audible.

　The emergency doctor stood by, looked at the closed eyes of the instrument and Charles, and shook his head at Tang Yumo.

　When facing this moment, Tang Yumo found that she couldn't cry anymore.

　All the tears, all the mourning, flowed to the bottom of my heart.

　Charles, you must be happy in heaven.

　Because he knew that Charles and Tang Yumo had provoked black forces in the local area, although the French cardinal had a lot of background, he couldn't stand up for Charles in the Italian territory.

　According to Charles' last wish, he performed prayers and ceremonies for him, entrusted the head of the chapel to handle the aftermath of the burial, and boarded his special plane with Tang Yumo in the middle of the night.

　Although Tang Yumo wanted to see Charles' funeral with his own eyes, the situation forced him to return to France with the cardinal as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)