He Has a Dragon

Watching Wang Le's back disappearing at the door, Fatty seemed to have gone back to the time when he sent Wang Le to the army. When he was saying goodbye at the station, watching him follow the train as he drove away, he felt an indescribable emptiness deep in his heart, as if his body had been taken away. what. [For more interesting novels, please go to dagger^^qi^^中^^文^^ website]

"He finally left."

The fat man felt disappointed, as if he had lost his energy, his face looked very gloomy, and he murmured to himself with a dull look in his eyes.

Luo Guodong, who was standing aside, smiled and consoled him: "Isn't the boss going to the capital? It's not far away. I want to have a drink with him. I'll be there in a short flight."

The fat man shook his head and whispered: "It's not the capital. He said he wanted to go somewhere to pursue his own martial arts path. He wanted to see how far he could go."

"Ah?" Luo Guodong was startled and quickly asked: "Where is the boss going?"

The fat man slowly sat back on the sofa and replied weakly: "He didn't say it, but I can tell that the place must be very far away, so far away that we have never heard of it, just like you and The unit he served in was so mysterious."

After a pause, the fat man glanced at Luo Guodong and continued: "I have never asked Coke what army he served in, but he was able to transform himself in three years, as if he was a different person. If it weren't for him, he would still be the same person. He truly regards me as a brother, and I really doubt that he is no longer him.”

Luo Guodong stiffened, then returned to his natural state, and said calmly: "There are some places that only we know, Fatty, because of discipline, I can't tell you, please forgive me."

The fat man waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I understand. If it was possible to know, Coke would have already said it."

Immediately, the fat man let out a long sigh, looked up at the ceiling, and murmured: "I hope he won't disappear for another three years."

Luo Guodong looked at the fat man and said firmly: "No matter how long it takes, I believe the boss will come back!"

"I hope so!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking. After a while, he snored like thunder??????

At the same time, after Wang Le came out of the Xinzhou Hotel, he drove his white Audi Q7 and did not go home. He did not drive directly out of Feicheng to the capital. Instead, he quickly drove towards Lefang, a suburb of Feicheng. .

There were no words all the way,

In the evening, the summer sunset always sets slower than in other seasons, and the night falls later.

When Wang Le came to Lefang County, he drove on a not-so-good road and arrived at the foot of Fushan Mountain at around five o'clock in the evening.

After getting out of the car, Wang Le walked up the mountain along the stone steps.

Every year on the memorial day of his mother Wang Xiaodie, Wang Le would come with Dean Chen, but at other times he would never set foot there.

Because some grief can never be resolved, and only escape is the best choice, at least for Wang Le, this is the case.

As the sun set, when Wang Le walked through the old and new tombs and came to his mother's tomb, the night slowly fell, covering the sky and falling into the dark night. There was only the cold moonlight and starlight, with a dim color. , bringing a little light to the world.

"Mother, my son is here to see you."

Squatting in front of the tombstone, Wang Le put down the flowers in his hand, lowered his head and spoke softly.

“The next time I come again, I don’t know what year or day it will be.”

"Grandpa is taking me to a place I've never been before."

"Su Yunping made a show of assassination on Hong Kong Island because of his cleverness. Do you really think I can't see it? If it weren't for your sake, the first thing my son would do after he escaped the assassination was to go to Mingzhu to kill him!"

"Want to be number one? Haha!"

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Under the moonlight, Wang Le sat cross-legged in front of his mother's tombstone, mumbling to himself non-stop, his expression changing, and he vomited out everything he should and should not say.

Only here can Wang Le open up his heart and reveal his innermost thoughts that he has never shown to others. He is no longer the scheming and deeply hidden image seen by outsiders.

Time passed by unconsciously. The insects and birds in the mountains were chirping, accompanied by fireflies and phosphorus fire, making it seem particularly deep and quiet.

Finally, Wang Le stopped talking and became silent. His cross-legged body moved and he knelt in front of the tombstone. He kowtowed three times and then straightened up and stood up.

"It would be great if you were still alive, and my son would have no regrets in this life."

In the darkness, after Wang Le muttered these words, he turned around and left, walking quickly down the mountain???

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The saying that it is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down the mountain, for Wang Le, is not a matter of physical strength, but that when he meets someone, his sadness disappears without a trace.

"Young man, aren't you afraid of encountering ghosts if you are walking on a mountain road so late at night?"

When we were almost down to the bottom of the mountain, under the moonlight at night, a white-haired old man wearing yellow sneakers, black pants and a white vest came towards us. He shouted to Wang Le from a distance, and directly told Wang Le that he had not yet recovered from his sadness. The emotion came out, and the somewhat absent-minded Young Master Wang was shocked.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was too old, Young Master Wang could not wait to jump up and kick this old bastard to the Western Paradise!

"Young man, let me ask you a question! Why don't you make a sound? Are you mute? Or deaf?"

After walking more than two meters away from Wang Le, who was standing still, the old white-haired old man with a ravaged face asked again.

If it hadn't been too dark, everyone on earth would have seen that Wang Le's face looked as ugly as if his parents had just died.

"You are a thief if you are too old to die. Old man, stop pretending. I have seen old guys who are better at this trick than you."

Wang Le took a deep breath to regain his composure, and then spoke to the old man standing below with a hint of ridicule.

The white-haired old man's face remained unchanged, and he replied with a smile: "To have such a fellow-minded person, I am really not alone in my path. Young man, you must recommend him to me."

Wang Lepi replied with a deadpan smile: "I'm sorry, you can't see him anymore, because he pretended to be a ghost and lay down in the coffin and was buried."

The white-haired old man shook his head with regret and sighed: "It's really a pity. This old man has lost another confidant in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le said: "Old man, it's late at night, and I have to hurry. Please lend me some light."

The white-haired old man still stood with a smile on his face, turning a blind eye to Wang Le's request and showing no intention of giving way.

"Old man, we have no grievances, we are just meeting on opposite sides of the road. Why are we blocking the road below?"

At this time, Wang Le had no intention of continuing to respect him, and directly called out to the old man, shouting in a deep voice that echoed throughout the forest!