postscript

When Beckham woke up, he found Uncle Ka sitting beside him.

Chen Siwei and Yang Shaohua sat opposite and looked at him in turn. Is this at Uncle Ka's house?

"Is it better?"

"Hmm."

"Take a rest. You are already very tired."

"It's okay, thank you. I want to go out for a walk.

He went out alone, and winter had come.

It snowed up and down.

Tears can't be suppressed mixed with snowflakes.

"Hey, you are more alive than me. You are still alive when you were sprayed out of water pressure. At that time, you almost crushed me to death when you fell on me! Damn, let's not talk about it. I was almost served dinner by the wolves. Let's go back and drink. Behind him is Ye Laosan's voice.

He quietly wiped away his tears, put his arms around the little old man's shoulder with a smile, and staggered back.

Later, Uncle Ka and Beckham returned to Harbin together to take care of the antique shop left by Liu Xin. After the heavy snow, the sun outside also came out. Beckham looked at the sky and didn't know what he was thinking.

Maybe this is his last secret.

The water column was caused by the last wave of the rattan, which exhausted all its abilities. It saved its only loved one. Beckham thought that he was indeed his relative.

The words of the ghost coffin suddenly echoed in Beckham's heart.

- I don't know why, I suddenly felt like I had a heartbeat, really, very painful, very painful.

(the end of the book)

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Split line

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This is the end of this book. Although it is an unfinished book, the story is probably almost complete. My heart is suddenly empty and there is no thought about it. After the first time, this pen name will not be used again. Ha ha, just as a souvenir.

Finally, thank my brothers who have always supported me and encouraged me, especially Uncle Dumb and Night Owl, especially Night Owl, for a month. If it hadn't been for what he said to me today, I might have let this book eunuch now. Don't say anything more, that's it, otherwise it's too pretentious.

In the future, I will build a brand-new self and will never vehe promise again.

Goodbye, comrades.

See you in our new book.