boyutpedia Chapter 449 Wu Xie's Decision
Chapter 449 Wu Xie's Decision
Hei Xiazi drove the car and slowly stopped at the entrance of Hangzhou Cemetery. The door opened and Wu Xie got out.
His footsteps seemed a little heavy, as if every step carried endless sadness and longing.
Hei Xia Zi, Xie Yuchen and Wang Pangzi stood silently not far away, watching Wu Xie, with the help of the cemetery staff, carefully place Wu Erbai's urn into the narrow tomb.
That small space seemed unable to contain all the stories and emotions of Wu Erbai's life.
Wu Xie gently stroked the urn and murmured to himself, "Second Uncle, you are so light! The box and the ashes only weigh 5.7 jin. I don't even know if I weighed 5.7 jin when I was born." He slowly sat cross-legged in front of Wu Erbai's tombstone, holding a glass of white wine in his hand, his eyes already blurred by tears.
"Second Uncle, this is your favorite liquor. And this unfinished copybook that you left in the study, I brought it to you. Please come to my dreams more often and talk to me in the future..." Wu Xie said as he gently threw the copybook in his hand into the brazier in front of him.
In just a moment, the blazing flames licked the thin piece of paper greedily like a hungry beast and soon devoured it.
Wu Xie kept talking about his longing for his second uncle and recalling the warm and beautiful times in the past.
His voice was sometimes low and sometimes choked, as if he wanted to pour out all the pain and sorrow that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.
However, no matter how many words he said, they seemed so pale and powerless at this moment, because the second uncle who once loved and cared about him could no longer respond to his call.
As time passed, Wu Xie's tears gradually dried up, but his red and swollen eyes were still fixed on the gradually extinguishing flame in front of him, as if he could still see the shadow of the copybook in the firelight.
The wind blew quietly, raising a cloud of dust, but it could not blow away the haze that shrouded everyone's hearts.
On the long journey back, Fatty Wang sat in the passenger seat, twisting his body from time to time, as if he was experiencing a fierce struggle in his heart.
His chubby face was full of confusion and hesitation. He opened his mouth several times, as if he wanted to say something to comfort Wu Xie who was silent in the back seat, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to express them.
At the same time, Hei Xiazi, who was driving, was silently observing Wang Pangzi's every move through the rearview mirror in the car.
Along the way, Hei Xia Zi had cast countless glances in Wang Pangzi's direction. However, every time their eyes met, Wang Pangzi would quickly turn his head away as if he didn't see it, completely ignoring Hei Xia Zi's attention.
As time passed, the car finally slowly stopped at the magnificent gate of the Wu family mansion.
Wu Xie got out of the car without saying a word. Just as he was about to reach out to open the car door, Xie Yuchen, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly broke the silence.
Xie Yuchen gracefully took out a card that shone with golden light from his exquisite wallet, and then gently handed it to Wu Xie, saying slowly: "Wu Xie, here is some money your second uncle left for you, but I added a little more to it. Just think of it as a transaction between me and your second uncle."
Wu Xie was slightly stunned, and looked at Xie Yuchen with some doubt. At this time, Xie Yuchen continued to explain: "In fact, your second uncle and I have met in prison before.
At that time, he transferred all the manpower and extensive network resources in his hands to me, and in exchange, I promised him that I would ensure that you would live a safe and worry-free life. "After saying these words, Xie Yuchen looked at Wu Xie firmly and gently, waiting for his response.
Xie Yuchen solemnly put the bank card into Wu Xie's palm and said earnestly, "There is about 10 million in this card. As for what you plan to do next, whether you choose to continue to investigate this matter in depth, or simply use the money to travel around the world and completely get rid of these messy troubles, it's all up to you to decide."
Wu Xie felt the heavy weight of the bank card in his hand, as if it carried countless hopes and possibilities.
He held the card tightly, his fingers turning slightly white due to the force, and responded firmly: "Thank you, Xiaohua! But I can't just watch my second uncle lying alone on the ground. No matter what, I have to find a way to find him some company!"
Hearing this, Xie Yuchen stared at Wu Xie's eyes, which had become a little crazy due to anger and determination, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly in his heart.
He knew very well that although Wu Xie said on the surface that he would not forgive Wu Erbai and Wu Sansheng, he actually had deep feelings for his family in his heart. But he was also worried that he would fall into greater danger because of this.
So, he reminded her again: "In this case, you must be more careful in your future actions. Don't trust others easily like before, otherwise... Otherwise, in the end, not only you will be hurt, but also the people around you who are close to you may be implicated."
When he said otherwise, Xie Yuchen suddenly stopped talking, and his eyes involuntarily turned to Wang Pangzi who was waiting anxiously outside the car window not far away. Wang Pangzi was smoking a cigarette and looking towards them from time to time, his face full of worry.
Wu Xie suddenly moved his body, took a step forward, opened his arms and hugged Xie Yuchen tightly, as if he wanted to convey all the emotions in his heart to him.
His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Xiaohua, thank you! In fact, I know very well that from the very beginning, your attitude towards me was more out of exploitation.
But even so, I am still very grateful to you, because after our Wu family suffered such a major change and completely collapsed, you are the first person who came to my door to help me in person."
At this point, Wu Xie paused for a moment, a trace of pain and helplessness flashed in his eyes: "Although this help is inevitably mixed with some interests, but no matter what, you are here after all.
Unlike those other people, who always try their best to curry favor with our Wu family, saying all kinds of nice things and welcoming us with smiles.
But once something really happened, they ran away so fast, even faster than rabbits."
Xie Yuchen gently patted Wu Xie's shoulder and consoled him earnestly, "Wu Xie, you have to understand one thing, no matter who is standing next to you at this moment, as long as the other person is a human, he or she may leave at any time and anywhere.
Just like a cup of hot tea, no matter how hot it is, it will eventually cool down over time.
If it was our Xie family that fell today, those who once depended on the Xie Mansion for survival would also choose to flee without hesitation. Some of them might even step hard on the Xie Mansion before running away.
The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.
Wu Xie, when it comes to money, no one is right or wrong, but the key is whether there is friendship and morality. "
Wu Xie gently buried his head in Xie Yuchen's slender and fair neck and said softly, "I understand. Thank you Xiaohua for your reminder." His voice was low and magnetic, as if carrying a hint of imperceptible tenderness and attachment.
When Wu Xie slowly walked out of the car door, a breeze blew gently, blowing up a few strands of hair on his forehead.
At this moment, Xie Yuchen's cold but pleasant voice suddenly came from behind: "Wu Xie, I hope we won't be enemies when we meet next time." These words were like ripples on a calm lake, slowly spreading in the air.
When Wu Xie heard this, his body shook slightly, but he did not turn around to respond immediately.
He just lowered his head silently, stretched out his right hand and waved it casually a few times behind him.
The hand drew an arc in the air, as if trying to grab something, but eventually fell down powerlessly.
The sunlight fell on him, outlining his slightly lonely figure.