69novels Chapter 471 Different paths lead to the same destination
Chapter 471 Different paths lead to the same destination
Chapter 471 Different Paths to the Same Destination
Wu Xie, Hei Xia Zi and Wang Pang Zi watched Qi Yu in soul state disappear into the air bit by bit like broken porcelain.
Wu Xie and the others looked at Qi Yu helplessly. They could only watch Qi Yu die helplessly.
The moment he disappeared, the originally stagnant hour hand seemed to be injected with a mysterious power and began to tick again. The crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the silent base.
Xie San and Xie Qi, who had been unable to move as if they were under a spell, suddenly regained their ability to move. They were stunned at first, and then a trace of panic and confusion flashed in their eyes.
Wu Xie reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the same time when Qi Yu disappeared, his hand was like an agile cheetah. He quickly grabbed the letter that Qi Yu had handed to him, and then hid it in his pocket in the blink of an eye.
There was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, as if he was guarding a huge secret, and he muttered quietly: "No one can take this letter from me."
His hands subconsciously protected the place where the letter was hidden, as if everyone around him might be a potential threat to snatching the letter.
At this moment, Hei Xiazi's slightly anxious voice rang in everyone's ears: "This place may collapse soon, let's leave as soon as possible!"
His eyes scanned the surroundings sharply. Obvious cracks had already appeared on the walls, and dust was falling from the ceiling, as if the entire base was issuing a warning of imminent collapse.
As Hei Xia Zi spoke, he urged Xie San, Xie Qi and Wu Xie, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination.
The crowd did not dare to delay for even a moment, and under the leadership of Hei Xia Zi, they hurriedly ran towards the exit of the base. Their footsteps echoed in the empty base, and every step was filled with tension and eagerness.
The moment they finally stepped out of the base, a dull roar suddenly came from behind them.
Hei Xiazi and his companions looked back and saw that the abandoned base was like a giant whose bones and muscles had been pulled out. It lost its support and collapsed. Dust flew up in the sky, shrouding the entire base in a haze.
It seemed as if Qi Yu's existence was the meaning of this base. After he left, time seemed to suddenly remember this cage full of sin and ruthlessly wiped it out from this world.
The collapsed ruins seemed to be the judgment given by time, witnessing all the crimes and secrets that had happened here.
Wu Xie and his companions dragged their exhausted bodies and slowly walked out of the dust. At this moment, they ran into Peng Ye who was patrolling everywhere.
Peng Ye just rode on the brown-red horse and looked quietly at Wu Xie who was sitting in the car.
"Peng Ye, if you knew your life in advance, would you have the courage to start over again?"
Wu Xie got out of the car and walked to Peng Ye's side, looking up at him.
Peng Ye lowered his head and looked at Wu Xie who was eager for an answer.
"There are only two seasons left in my life, a hot and irritating summer and a freezing cold winter."
"At first, the biting cold wind of winter pierced my heart, but winter will eventually end, and I always believe that my summer is slowly coming."
"I thought my summer was coming and I wouldn't have to go through another bitterly cold winter."
"But I was wrong. Later, my summer was gone too! Since then, my only seasons are spring, when everything comes back to life, and autumn, when everything withers away."
"They all say I'm crazy, but I'm the only one who knows that I'm not crazy! I just feel differently than they do."
Wu Xie looked at Peng Ye who was gazing into the distance with hope.
"The Northwest is indeed desolate in your eyes, but in my eyes it is not desolate, because here are my parents, my lover, and countless people who fight for the country."
Wu Xie did not get a clear answer, but he thought Peng Ye should have gotten his answer.
"Thank you! I know what to do now."
The moment Wu Xie lowered his head, he saw his tears falling on the grass. When he raised his head, Wu Xie's eyes were gleaming with blazing fire.
"Peng Ye, they all said that I was wrong, that I was crazy, and that so many people died because of me because of my persistence."
"He's obviously someone who disappeared for a long time, but why do I still bite the bullet every time I hear news about him, even though I know it's just fake news to lure me in?"
"I also understand that clinging to something for too long is meaningless. Just like my third uncle, he may be hiding somewhere, or he may have died miserably in a place no one knows, or maybe all we can find in the end is a pile of bones."
"But if I am asked to accept his departure calmly, I can't do it."
"Just like me, just like me and my second uncle. It was just a very ordinary day. A common quarrel broke out between him and me. It seemed that this scene had been played out countless times, just like the small frictions that occur in every family."
Wu Xie fell into deep memories. He recalled a peaceful and beautiful afternoon like that. The sky was as blue as a gem, white clouds were floating leisurely like clouds, and the breeze was blowing the weeping willows by the roadside, making a rustling sound. Everything seemed so sunny and beautiful.
However, in this seemingly good atmosphere, he and his second uncle quarreled again over the blind date.
His second uncle always advised him earnestly, saying that he was old enough to start a family and it was time to find a good girl, marry and have children to continue the Wu family's bloodline.
But Wu Xie felt that he was still young and did not want to be bound by marriage too early. He had his own ideals and pursuits. The two of them insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. The fierce quarrel echoed in the room.
However, no one expected that the gears of fate would quietly turn in this seemingly ordinary moment.
He just went out in a rage, wanting to get some fresh air outside and calm his irritable mood.
He wandered aimlessly on the street, watching the people coming and going and the hustle and bustle of traffic, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.
However, when he dragged his tired body back home, he found that the house was dead silent and everyone was gone. The empty feeling was like an invisible hand, ruthlessly grabbing his heart.
It was only when he was being dragged by Fatty on the run that he learned that someone had written everything about the Wu family in a letter under his name and sent it to the police station. Everything that happened afterwards was no longer something his uncle could control.
In order to protect the Wu family and keep the secrets of those people, his second uncle resolutely chose to commit suicide in prison.
Second Uncle was the pillar of the Wu family. He possessed extraordinary wisdom and strategy. He should have been sitting in the spacious and bright hall of the Wu family, planning the future of the Wu family and leading the Wu family to a more glorious tomorrow.
But later he could only lie alone in the dark and damp prison, and then was hastily burned to ashes and thrown into a very ordinary urn.
His second uncle was such a tall man, but in the end, only a few pounds of ashes were left.
Peng Ye watched Wu Xie looking at the sunset with nostalgia, the afterglow shining on his face, "You miss your second uncle very much, and you also miss your third uncle."
"I was raised by my second and third uncles. I seldom saw my parents, although I knew their love was no less than that of my second and third uncles."
Wu Xie looked at Peng Ye. "Just like your mother, she was in pain because of the loss of your father, but she lived with love for you."
Peng Ye looked at Wu Xie in amazement. They were obviously strangers who had only known each other for a day, so why?
"Maybe no one will believe it if I tell you, but I saw your whole life in my dream."
Wu Xie slowly turned his head and looked at the sun that was slowly setting in the west. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the clouds in the sky like a rich painting, and his eyes revealed endless vicissitudes and compassion in this gorgeous color.
He sighed slightly, and said in a low voice with a bit of sigh, "I saw your father, it was a heart-wrenching picture.
At that time, the bullet mercilessly penetrated his heart, and the bright red blood instantly stained his clothes. His body was shaky, and every bit of strength was dissipating with the loss of blood.
But even so, he forced himself to hold up his falling body and waited for his son in that deserted place.
More than an hour, every second seemed as long as a year to him. His eyes were full of concern and expectation for his son, as if he could leave without any regrets as long as he could see his son for the last time.
But he waited stubbornly until the last ray of life disappeared from his eyes.
I also saw your mother, who loved your father so deeply that after your father left, her heart seemed to have died with him.
Her world lost its color in an instant, leaving only endless darkness and pain. She imagined countless times that she could immediately accompany her father and reunite with him in another world.
However, she stayed because of her deep love for you. She devoted all her energy to you and raised you with great difficulty.
During those years, she silently bore the burden of life alone, shielded you from the wind and rain, and solved your problems. But even so, when you came of age, her longing for her lover finally overcame everything.
With reluctance and concern for you, she set out on the journey to meet your father, and finally reunited with him in another world.
And your lover, she is like a warm light, unexpectedly breaking into your cold and frosty world. Her smile is like a flower blooming in spring, brilliant and bright, instantly dispelling the haze in your heart.
You have spent many wonderful times together, and those days are like the twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and precious.
Your happiness seems to be within reach, and you think you can finally escape the tricks of fate and have your own warmth and peace.
But fate never lets you go. The poachers who killed your father have reappeared in your life like a group of lingering demons.
That day, the sky was gloomy, as if foreshadowing an impending disaster. You and your lover were walking in the woods, enjoying the moment of peace. Suddenly, gunshots rang out, breaking the peace.
Those poachers pounced on you like a pack of vicious wolves. You tried desperately to protect your lover, but in the end you still failed to prevent the tragedy from happening.
The bullet was originally aimed at you, but she pushed you away and took the bullet that was supposed to hit your chest for you. Her body instantly fell into your arms.
Her eyes are filled with fear and reluctance, and she holds your hand tightly, as if trying to grasp the last glimmer of hope for life.
You held her in your arms, shouting her name at the top of your lungs, but she gradually closed her eyes, and died in your arms, just like your father.
On the vast grassland, the breeze blew gently, blowing up a few strands of dry grass on the ground. Peng Ye stood there quietly, his body slightly hunched, with a silent smile on his face, which seemed to contain endless stories and vicissitudes.
His eyes were slightly red, and crystal tears were like round pearls, rolling down his weather-beaten cheeks one after another, sparkling with tiny rays of light in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Every tear that fell seemed to carry the pain and regret from his deepest heart, hitting the dry land and splashing up fine dust.
He slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on Wu Xie. His eyes were full of sincerity and concern, and his lips trembled slightly.
"Wu Xie, I hope you won't be like me! Look at me, I've missed so much in my life. I used to have so many precious people around me, but I never took it seriously, always thinking that there was still a lot of time and opportunities."
His voice was choked with sobs. He paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "You should cherish the people around you and treat every time you spend together as if it were your last. Don't wait until you lose them to regret it countless nights later."
After saying these words, Peng Ye slowly raised his head and looked at the sky that was illuminated red by the afterglow.
The sky is like a huge and magnificent painting, with the orange-red sunset spreading wantonly, as if nature is telling something with the most intense colors.
He stretched out his hand, gently grasped the whip in his hand, exerted a little force with his wrist, and raised the whip high in the air. Then, with a crisp "snap" sound, the whip echoed in the air with a sharp momentum.
That sound seemed to be his farewell to the past and his expectation for the future.
Wu Xie stood there quietly, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, his eyes closely following Peng Ye's figure. He watched Peng Ye ride on the sturdy horse, the horse raised its four hooves and galloped towards the setting sun.
Peng Ye's back gradually became blurred in the sunset, leaving only a lonely but determined outline. That outline, shrouded in the afterglow, seemed to exude a tragic atmosphere.
A complex emotion surged in Wu Xie's heart, including sympathy for Peng Ye and thoughts about his words.
He watched Peng Ye go until his figure completely disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun, then he slowly withdrew his gaze. At this moment, he was the only one left on the grassland, and it was so quiet that he could only hear the sound of the breeze and his own heartbeat.
"We all end up in the same place after all!"