He Xiaobei knew the meaning of every word he said, but her brain seemed to refuse to accept this information. By the time she reacted, the car had stopped.

Most of the southern base was on the ground. It was already dawn, and the raindrops hitting the tiles of the nearby buildings made crisp sounds.

In the distance, a man was holding a woman's hand, and the woman looked 70% like Yu Cuicui.

He was holding a girl in his arms, about seven or eight years old, and she looked 50% like himself when he was a child.

The woman held an umbrella, and the three of them walked down the mountain along the road.

He Xiaobei opened the car door and wanted to follow, but stopped after taking a few steps.

In fact, her impression of Lao He was already a little vague before this meeting. It would be hard to say that she had much affection for him after not seeing him for so many years. Perhaps it was just a kind of expectation in her heart.

Everyone longs for home and love, but now the thread in her heart is broken.

She suddenly felt like laughing, and then she laughed softly, and her eyes gradually became moist.

But she is a water-based mutant, so she will never cry if she doesn't want to.

He Xiaobei didn't know how to evaluate Lao He, saying that the woman he saved ruthlessly looked like his ex-wife.

Although he is affectionate, this man has never looked for her in all these years.

With her current identity, it would be easy for Lao He to find her if he looked for her.

He Xiaobei didn't want to speculate anymore, nor did he want to meet this person. He just thought that the other party was afraid of hearing bad news about him and Yu Cuicui, so he buried a little hope in his heart.

If she pursued the matter, she was afraid that the answer she would get would be even more unacceptable.

He Xiaobei turned her head and found Gu Hanyun standing next to her, holding an umbrella for her:

"Do you have his contact number?"

"have."

"Does he know I'm coming to see him today?"

"I know. I guess he probably didn't expect you to come so early, so he wanted to send the mother and daughter away to avoid you meeting them."

"Okay, I understand. Give me his contact number."

Seeing that she looked relatively normal, Gu Hanyun gave her Lao He's contact number.

He Xiaobei did not drag his feet and did not add Lao He's number. Instead, he directly transferred 200,000 points to his ID card.

Then he turned around and got in the car.

It was the same rainy day. I saw my mother for the last time ten years ago, and now it is also the last time I see Lao He.

The man in the distance seemed to feel someone was staring at him, but when he turned around, he found a man and a woman getting into a car.

He thought he was wrong, but when he received the transfer record three hours later, he knew that his feeling in the morning was correct.

However, he could no longer contact He Xiaobei.

On the way back, He Xiaobei thought of the brother and sister she rescued in the Arctic, and suddenly understood why Lao He was so hard to find.

Even at the critical moment when all major bases were connected to the Internet, her missing person notice was directly removed from the shelves.

Because the wishes that her brother had made for her were contradictory. He hoped that she would find Lao He and that she would be happy and healthy.

She couldn't be happy if she found Lao He, so that's why she'd been going through so much trouble for so long?

If it weren't for the return to the big information age and Gu Hanyun's intervention, she felt that she would still miss Lao He.

After a long silence, the aircraft suddenly stopped.

They are now in Fuzhou before the end of the world. The former inland city is now on the coast.

He Xiaobei stood on the shore, looking at the gray-black waves surging, and took out the E90-AJS motorcycle from the space.

Smash the outer glass cover, pour fuel over the car body, and then set it on fire.

The flames swayed wildly in the sea breeze, and the flames reflected on the faces of the two people. He Xiaobei felt a little better:

"This motorcycle is Lao He's favorite. When I got it, I thought that I would give it to Lao He when I met him one day."

Gu Hanyun stood behind He Xiaobei and stared at the top of her head, then looked at the motorcycle and reached out to lift her up.

He Xiaobei only felt that his feet left the ground, and the next moment he was stepping on the man's feet, and his body was held tightly in his arms.

Most of the sea breeze was blocked. When people are in a bad mood, it is easy to get lost in this warmth, and He Xiaobei is no exception.

"Okay, let's just consider it as a gift from us to him."

He Xiaobei was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to slap himself. Damn, he had forgotten about this.

She had taken this motorcycle from Gu Hanyun's office, and now she took it out and... burned it in front of him.

Although she had actually accepted him in her heart and was grateful to him for finding her father, she felt inexplicably angry.

"Gu Hanyun, do you miss your father?"