Chapter 267 Silence and Suffocation
That being said, we all know it's just consolation.
For Zhang Qiling, it is also about Heixiazi and Jie Yuchen.
So even after searching the entire ruined base, they did not find a complete and identifiable body, but there were four bodies with the Hair Hill Finger.
Among them, one of them is the left hand with the hair hill finger.
When he found the body, Zhang Qiling was completely panicked. His sleepless body was now under great panic. He seemed to have lost all his energy and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Fatty Wang hurriedly supported Zhang Qiling, thus preventing him from falling on the sharp black beam.
He helped the person to an open space, laid the person flat on the ground, and took the blue umbrella with a black background to block the person from the scorching sun.
He squatted aside, took out a cigarette and lit one for himself. The more he smoked, the more depressed he felt. Nicotine seemed unable to resolve the depression in his heart at this moment.
The other person's figure was very similar to Sang Mo, with the protruding index and middle fingers of his left hand, and even the burnt clothes on his body had some recognizable traces left on them.
It was a white sweatshirt, black casual pants, and a pair of black and white hiking shoes on his feet.
This outfit is very consistent with Sang Mo's daily attire, and it almost occupies all the undeniable factors. The corpse seems to be Sang Mo.
Fatty Wang smoked one cigarette after another, staring blankly at Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen who were still standing in front of the corpse.
The two of them were still squatting with one knee bent, one with his eyes downcast and the other wearing sunglasses. It was impossible to tell the emotions in their eyes, but they both had the same look of shock and fear on their faces.
The moment for careful verification and confirmation has passed, because they have checked it many times before, which would be a state of mental self-torture that the brain cannot accept but has to accept.
For people like them, it is easy to kill someone, but if someone they care about dies, they will find it difficult to accept the news of death, just like ordinary people.
What's more, the person who died was someone they loved.
Fatty Wang actually didn’t know what would become of them next, but he had already sensed the desolation in his heart, just like a flower that was about to wither, or perhaps the transformation of a moth after flying into a flame.
He extinguished the cigarette at his feet, stood up and walked towards the two men, "Master Hei, Master Hua, now is not the time to be sad. Even though this corpse has obvious characteristics, I don't think Sang Mo will die so easily."
"So, both of you, cheer up. Whether you are dealing with his funeral or going to look for him, you need to cheer up."
Xie Yuchen had a gloomy face. He knew that these were the most realistic words at the moment. He also knew that this was the clearest analysis of the situation as a bystander. However, Xie, who was used to weighing the pros and cons, did not want to do so at this moment.
He felt his heart was empty.
It's like being dead.
Even the lingering hope he had could not erase the empty corner of his heart. He clearly realized that this was actually the ending between them and Sang Mo, or it should be said that this was the ending between him and Sang Mo.
Before any romantic feelings could unfold, one party died.
Xie Yuchen lay down, with the dark and messy ground beneath him. However, Xie, who was obsessed with mysophobia and was very particular about it, didn't care about it at all.
Since he became the head of the family at the age of eight, he has experienced too many things that made him feel exhausted and even wanted to quit. However, none of those things knocked him down. Instead, it was just because of Sang Mo's suspected death that made him lose the motivation to stand up again.
Instead, Hei Xia Zi slowly stood up. Without saying a word, he picked up the body on the ground and planned to find a place to bury it.
Regardless of whether the body was Sang Mo's or not, he would collect the body and bury it.
This was just in case. He had killed Sang Mo before, but did not collect Sang Mo's body, leaving his corpse exposed to the sun and rain.
Although Hei Xia Zi clearly rejected and even denied the fact of Sang Mo's death, he had to do what he had to do. What if the body was Sang Mo's?
He can't afford the gamble.
Even if it is wrong, at least it prevents that possibility.
He would erect a tombstone in front of the grave. If it was confirmed later that it was Sang Mo, he would come back to move the grave and give Sang Mo a big house to live in. The grave was too simple and didn't even have a coffin.
His mind was in a mess, but his actions were not slow. Hei Xia Zi always knew what to do at the moment. It's not that his ability to accept is better than Zhang Qiling and Jie Yuchen, it's just his personality.
He is not like Zhang Qiling who suffers from amnesia, so his memory is full of holes over the past hundred years, and he has his own way to alleviate it.
Otherwise I would have gone crazy a long time ago.
He is not as young and inexperienced as Xie Yuchen. After all, when Xie Yuchen was still a child, he was already in his forties. Now Xie Yuchen is only a young man in his twenties, while he is already a centenarian.
Xie Yuchen has not reached this point yet.
In fact, he understood very well the current situations of Zhang Qiling and Jie Yuchen. One of them was unable to accept it for the time being, and coupled with his physical condition, he fell into a coma. He was even worried that the mute would lose his memory when he woke up again.
There is a high chance that amnesia will occur when a person suffers a huge emotional shock.
One is that he appeared glamorous on the surface for just over a decade, but lived in shadows and darkness behind the scenes. Countless negative emotions had accumulated in his heart. Sang Mo's death was just a catalytic fuse that completely destroyed his defenses.
Hei Xia Zi saw through it, but he didn't plan to do anything. They will adjust themselves, and he also needs to adjust himself.
He just hoped that the mute didn't lose his memory, otherwise he would have to divert his attention to take care of a person with amnesia.
Moreover, losing memory means all previous efforts would be wasted, and the good impression the mute had for Sang Mo would be reduced to zero. Even if he found Sang Mo, he would have to start over again.
This is really terrible, and Hei Xia Zi is extremely upset.
He even thought that if this was a situation that Sang Mo deliberately wanted to create in order to fake his death and escape, then the mute's amnesia was what Sang Mo expected. Sang Mo was using this method to force everything to be reshuffled back to zero.
"Damn it!"
Dumb, oh dumb, please don’t lose your memory!
Despite this, Hei Xia Zi still found a relatively good place, took out a Luoyang shovel and started digging a hole.
Fatty Wang also joined in with a Luoyang shovel. He was usually good at adjusting the atmosphere, but he seemed very silent. This was not the time to just adjust the atmosphere and let the matter go.
They didn't make much noise, but the rustling sound of the dirt scattered on the ground still made Xie Yuchen, whose eyes were out of focus, look over.
After a while, Xie Yuchen stood up and joined the digging.
Regardless of whether it is Sang Mo or not, at this stage the body suspected to be Sang Mo must be buried.
Under the scorching sun, the scene is so silent that it is suffocating.
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