Chapter 2186:
There were only two outcomes: one was to be silenced immediately, the other was to stay.
And he had no choice but to stay.
Niu Fengdian was executed shortly after being captured, and he took over his mission, becoming the undercover agent.
During two and a half years undercover in Pengguo, every time he wanted to call home, it took a great deal of effort, so he contacted them less. More importantly, he didn’t want to drag his family into it.
These more than two years of undercover life were truly filled with perils, narrowly escaping death several times.
By the end of November, when the country had gathered enough intelligence to make a sweeping move, there was an uprising within the organization.
This uprising was internal, causing countless deaths and injuries.
Unfortunately, he too died in this uprising.
That day was November 20th.
It has now been exactly nine days.
He has been dead for nine days.
"Jiaojiao, Duan Xi, I only have one month’s time. When it’s over, I will naturally leave and won’t harm anyone." After Lu Xian finished recounting this very long story, he looked down at Lu Meng, whose eyes were always on Ruan Jiaojiao, and his tone was calm, almost as if telling someone else’s story.
But Ruan Jiaojiao couldn’t cry anymore; she stared blankly at Lu Xian’s calm face, as if in a daze.
But no one knew, her heart was broken.
Shattered into thousands of pieces, never to be mended again.
Lu Xian was dead, dead at the border.
No matter how twisted this was, Ruan Jiaojiao only knew one thing: Lu Xian went abroad because of her. If not to avoid her, he wouldn’t have gone abroad, wouldn’t have met Niu Fengdian, and none of the following events would have happened.
Ruan Jiaojiao stared blankly at Lu Xian, slowly leaning against the wall to squat down on the ground.
She stared foolishly at the indistinct wild grass on the ground, muttering something to herself, but her voice was too small and too blurred for the other three to hear clearly.
Lu Xian looked at such a Ruan Jiaojiao.
The heart wouldn’t ache, but the soul would feel distressed.
He let go of Lu Meng, who was equally anxious and worried, and slowly walked to her, squatting in front of her after glancing at Duan Xi.
His hand already had some calluses; he dared not touch her.
Using his sleeve, he gently wiped away her tears, softly saying, "Jiaojiao, this has nothing to do with you."
Ruan Jiaojiao lifted her head, her eyes bloodshot, shaking her head, her eyes long dry of tears could only blink wearily, choking up: "Brother Xian, godmother and godfather, what are we going to do?"
"What is godmother going to do..."
Ruan Jiaojiao didn’t know.
She was already in pain, unable to breathe; what about Zhao Li, as a mother? What would she do knowing this?
"Brother Xian, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..." Ruan Jiaojiao buried her face in her palms, feeling she couldn’t face Lu Xian.
Lu Xian’s uplifted hand paused, and he lowered his gaze.
He turned his head, looking at Lu Meng: "Xiaomeng, come here."
Lu Meng immediately came over, Lu Xian pulled him into his arms, and said to Ruan Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, his name is Lu Meng. My heart is in his body; he will be the continuation of my life, fulfilling my filial duties in the future for me." And also to watch over you for me.
The rest of the words, Lu Xian didn’t say, because he knew it would be a burden for Ruan Jiaojiao.