At the hospital.
People watched as a "delinquent girl," wearing slippers she hadn't had time to change, stood alone in the corridor, wailing loudly as if no one else was around.
Just a minute earlier, a surgical trolley was pushed into the elevator in front of her by a nurse.
The person on the cart was covered with a white sheet, and people guessed the outcome.
Therefore, no one had the heart to stop her out-of-control behavior until a female nurse slowly took her away.
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Three days later.
Dai Lele brought "Xiao He" back to their home.
As soon as he entered, Huo Lei and Yang Xing came to greet him.
However, when they looked at the box in Dai Lele's hand, all the words stuck in their throats.
Although everyone had prepared themselves mentally long ago, when the day finally arrived, no one could accept or let go of it.
Dai Lele didn't say anything, but silently walked into the room where Xiao He had lived. She didn't even need to change her shoes, and walked step by step toward the room where Xiao He had lived.
Huo Lei and Yang Xing looked at each other in bewilderment.
Three of the five computers in the studio were turned off.
Not only did Dai Lele go offline, but Xiao He's screen went completely black, and he couldn't be turned back on no matter what he pressed.
What's puzzling is that Wang Xuefeng, who was on the other side, has also disappeared.
Although pressing the power button produces a response, it's stuck in a "reading" state indefinitely...
The two were very puzzled, but didn't know who to ask.
Soon after, Dai Lele quietly came out to tidy up the living room, just as if she had tidied up the room.
She was taken aback when she saw Wang Xuefeng's empty seat.
I subconsciously turned my gaze to a corner of the table, and whether it was expected or unexpected, that thing was still there.
Just then, Yang Xing walked out of Wang Xuefeng's room looking dejected and said softly, "He... packed all his luggage and left."
However, Dai Lele shook her head: "No, it's not."
Horry asked, puzzled, "What do you mean, 'not'?"
Dai Lele walked to Wang Xuefeng's table and slowly picked up the iron box on the table.
The two people nearby exchanged a glance and quickly gathered around.
They all knew that the contents of the metal box were a bullet.
It is a bullet that symbolizes the champion, commemorating the pinnacle of Wang Xuefeng's life.
If he's moving, there's absolutely no way he won't take it with him.
"Clang clang..."
As Dai Lele gently shook it, a crisp sound came from inside the tin box.
“He didn’t leave.” Dai Lele’s gaze was somewhat distant.
"Then...?" Horry couldn't understand, and quickly went back to his computer.
The screen shows my character who is currently AFK, and the team information in the upper left corner shows that "Wang Xuefeng" is still online.
Yang Xing, who was standing nearby, noticed that Wang Xuefeng's shoes were no longer on the shoe rack by the door.
After pondering for a while, he couldn't help but add Hori's second half of the sentence: "Who took Xuefeng's luggage?"
“It’s Wang Xuefeng.” Dai Lele replied without hesitation.
"A sharp edge."
Upon hearing this, the two were stunned, and simultaneously took a deep breath: "...Changed number?!"
Dai Lele opened the metal box, carefully took out the bullets inside, and then held them firmly in her palm.
“I never believed before that there was any emotion in the world that could make people do such a thing.”
"But now I believe it."
Dai Lele smiled helplessly, took the bullets, and went into the room.
Although she didn't close the door behind her, the two of them didn't dare follow her inside and could only watch quietly from outside.
She opened the box containing the ashes, carefully placed the bullet inside, and then solemnly closed the box.
“I’ll go to the cemetery myself tomorrow,” she said.
“It’s alright, we’ll go with you.” Horley paused, “We’ll go with him too.”
Yang Xing remained silent, stunned, without even pushing his glasses up from slipping down his nose.
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In front of a brand new tombstone.
A figure, as sculpted as a statue, was kneeling.
Jia Bo held an umbrella for Juliet, and the two stood silently behind the figure.
After the mysterious ice dragon perished together with Xiao He, the "snow demon," having lost its energy source, immediately melted away, and Flying Dragon City was fortunate to escape unscathed.
"It's been three days..."
"How can his body take it like this..."
Juliet sobbed softly, and Jia Bo gently embraced her.
Few people know about Xiao He's death.
There were no words on the tombstone, only a single, unintelligible character – “1”.
Wang Xuefeng was brought back by Jia Bo three days ago, and he has been in this state ever since.
Clutching a ring in her hand, she would occasionally look up at the tombstone, as if waiting for someone to appear.
His pupils were no longer pure gray-white.
A faint layer of red was mixed in, and no one who didn't know him would suspect that he was blind.
"Yes, after he came back, he stopped wearing a blindfold..."
[System notification: Wang Xuefeng has left the team]
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In complete darkness.
Xiao He felt as if he had no weight.
It doesn't look like it's floating in the sky, nor does it look like it's sunk in the sea.
Even though I know I'm dead, the thought of all the things I haven't finished makes me feel a little reluctant to leave.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The feeling of being bound by chains pulled his wandering thoughts back to reality.
"Xiao He..."
"Xiao He..."
Who's calling me?
"Xiao He..."
Feeling a pair of soft, boneless hands cupping his face, Xiao He slowly opened his "eyes".
"Xiao He?"
"Xiao He... thank you, you saved everyone... thank you... this is my greatest wish..."
Xiao He remained silent, for he was merely a wandering soul at that moment.
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