Secret love becomes a marriage

Cry, wake up from sleep and know that Xiang Beiyang left the world for himself. At that time, read the letter he wrote to her, listen to the words he left in her recording pen, and listen to the words he left in the recording pen of careful liver.

For several hours, Ji Zimo's tears didn't break. She cried softly, wailed, and was devastated. If she continued to cry like this, her eyes would be blind. However, it would be good if she could persuade anyone, including herself, that she didn't want to cry like this. She also wanted to laugh. She didn't want Xiang Beiyang to worry about her. She didn't want to die peacefully.

But under such circumstances, how can she laugh? She will only cry, leaving only crying. It can be used to vent her endless grief and depression.

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How Xiang Beiyang died, how she left the world because of her, how to do, some details, all details. Ji Zimo has heard from his people.

Even if listening to this is tantamount to sprinkling salt on the bloody wound for her, but the man can die for her. What is it if she sprinkles a handful of salt on the fresh wound? What is that pain compared to death?

However, the most painful people in the world may really be the living people. If people close their eyes, break their breath, die, and die without consciousness and know nothing, then the living people are more painful, because they have consciousness and will feel a kind of pain every moment of the day.

Otherwise, there would be no saying that life is better than death.

But in the end, in the final analysis, living is better than death. Although living has to bear a lot of pain, there are probably more beautiful things in the world, too dark and incomplete.

Moreover, knowing these is also Ji Zi's meditation to remember Xiang Beiyang. She is not willing to miss a little, even a very, very small detail. She should firmly remember the matter of his death for her and all the details of his death for her. She will never forget him in her life. Even if his heart is her heart now, she will not forget him.

His people, subordinates, friends and brothers, all knew him long ago and have been following him. Among these people, she knows, knows and is a little familiar, including ah Kun and Qin Yan, code 196.

They all hate her. Everyone around Beiyang, no matter subordinates, friends and brothers, including ah Kun, Qin Yan and code 196, probably wants to hate her. Her Ji Zimo is like a witch, harming such an excellent young man.

They hate her, and they should hate her!

But they can't do anything about her. They even have to protect her and be good to her!

Because she is Xiang Beiyang, their boss, their friends, their brothers, the sharp figure in their second master's heart, the woman he is willing to protect with his life, and his heart is in her. In the past, when he loved her, his heart was in her. Now he died for her, his heart is still in her and integrated with her.

Even if they can't understand what he does, accept it, and resent the woman lying in the hospital bed, they can't do anything to her!

She was entrusted to them by him. When he left, they couldn't be sorry for his entrustment or let him die!

Ji Zimo listened to the details told to her by his brothers in Beiyang,... She just felt that she was more painful. It seemed that her previous broken heart had not been taken away from her body, and her body had not moved in. Xiang's healthy heart was still there, torturing her and making her miserable, Life is better than death.

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With their narration, her eyes seemed to clearly emerge the picture at that time. In the picture, there was the man who was domineering and cold but who became gentle for her. He was methodical, reluctant, painful, worried, desperate and happy... He said his last goodbye to her and embarked on the road of death.

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After writing the sentence "peace and joy" on the letter, he also recorded it in the recording pen. Xiang Beiyang stood up from his chair. He slowly walked to Ji Zimo's hospital bed. The moon outside was as big and round as he had just written in the letter. The light came in from the half open window and fell on him, pulling his shadow very long and in the light, His shadow seemed lonely and determined.

He went to the hospital bed and stood for a few minutes. He looked affectionately at an adult and a child lying on the hospital bed.

After watching this for a while, he leaned down and gently kissed the sleeping people with his thin cold lips. He didn't miss either big or small, but he didn't kiss them wantonly. He just printed a soft kiss on their respective foreheads. In this way, if it wasn't for them to remember him, Remember that he once kissed them so affectionately and truly, and wanted to protect them all his life. It was more like a farewell. Since then, there was no contact and no need to remember.

After he kissed, he left. Yes, he didn't say a word. He didn't even say goodbye. He turned and left the ward.

Then came the fast vehicles driving on the snowy streets of Hokkaido.

Xiang Beiyang didn't choose to die with drugs. As for him, such death can't be accepted. He is a man. He can't die by jumping off a building, taking drugs and cutting his wrists.

As for dying under the gun, he can't. He is a soldier. He loves the gun. That's right. Dying under the gun feels nothing and happy enough, but... No!

On the one hand, being shot by a gun may hurt your heart in other places! One shot in the head, temple, ugly!

In addition, dying under a gun can only be on the battlefield. Such suicide and dying under a gun is a kind of blasphemy, blasphemy of the gun and waste of bullets to Beiyang.

He chose the car!

Drive yourself.

Many men love cars, and Xiang Beiyang is no exception. He prefers extreme sports, such as drag racing, which can also release his emotions. On this night and the last night, let him die like this. Drive the car and gallop all the way along the endless highway. Even if he dies on the road, his soul will go all the way, along this road, until he bypasses the world, Back to Ji Zimo, his soul, everything he has.

Arrangements have already been made. This night, there will be no other vehicles or pedestrians on this road.

This is originally a deserted "endless" highway!

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Finally, floating in Ji Zimo's brain, the picture fixed in her mind is

Xiang Beiyang, dressed in a good-looking military uniform and with a calm smile, got on a sports car without brakes. Then the car flew out along the snow covered road under the heavy snow. There was no end, no rest, and no turning back