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Chapter 1133: Huo Yunque’s Dead?

“Nolan…”

Song Yaoyao listened to him quietly and suddenly said, “Thank you.”

“Huh?” Nolan was surprised. He had thought that Song Yaoyao might be afraid of him. No matter what, she was only a 20-year-old girl who had grown up in peaceful China. All this blood would definitely scare her.

He had never thought that she would suddenly say such a thing.

“Thank you.”

This time, Nolan heard it clearly.

He smiled like melting snow. His features were handsome and gentle as if a god from a painting had come to life.

Song Yaoyao suddenly remembered that when he stood in the pool of blood and killed people with a dagger, the decisiveness on his face corresponded to the sorrowful and compassionate smile on his face now, which was fresh like a spring breeze.

“Ah…” Nolan sighed. “What should I do? I like you even more.”

He suddenly smiled. There were faint ripples in his blue eyes, and soft laughter came out of his throat like a musical instrument.

“I really don’t want you to go back. You might as well stay here and accompany me.” Nolan looked at Song Yaoyao with amusement in his voice.

Song Yaoyao inexplicably believed Nolan. He would not do that.

“Can I… borrow your phone?”

“Uh… That—”

The corner of Nolan’s mouth twitched, and his gaze suddenly drifted away.

Song Yaoyao was curious. “What’s wrong?”

Nolan: “I don’t have a phone…”

Song Yaoyao: “???”

In the end, it took half the day before she finally believed that Nolan really did not have a phone. She was dumbfounded. After composing herself for a long time, she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence with difficulty. “Then what should we do?”

“Simple.”

The young and handsome priest snapped his fingers and curled his lips. “Just order someone to buy one.”

Song Yaoyao heaved a sigh of relief.

For now, this was the only way.

However, she still found it hard to believe that in this century, there were actually young people who did not use a phone.

While she was waiting for her phone, Song Yaoyao suddenly remembered what Nolan had said to her before. She asked curiously, “How old are you exactly?”

Sometimes, she felt that Nolan was very childish, but other times, he was very mysterious and unfathomable.

Nolan blinked. Under his thick eyelashes, his eyes were like gems.

He was like a fox, with a cunning gaze.

He moved closer to Song Yaoyao’s ear. Song Yaoyao held her breath and prepared herself mentally.

The warm breath sprayed on her ear. Song Yaoyao heard Nolan’s low, unique voice mixed with amusement. “Guess.”

Song Yaoyao: “…”

She suddenly felt like hitting someone.

…

Without much drama, Song Yaoyao contacted Huo Jiu in China.

She could feel Huo Jiu’s sense of relief when he heard her voice.

“Are you really leaving?” he sighed and asked.

The young priest leaned against the door and looked at the people who came to pick Song Yaoyao up. Rows of cars had already stopped at the door.

He sounded pitiful, but his good looks always made one’s heart soften.

Especially Song Yaoyao, who had already let down her guard against him and treated him as a big brother.

She frowned and looked back at Nolan. “Sorry. You know the answer.”

“Oh, okay, okay, I understand.” Nolan shrugged and suddenly smiled at Song Yaoyao. “I wish you a safe journey, my dear girl.”

“Miss Song, we should go,” someone whispered in her ear.

Song Yaoyao nodded and took a deep look at Nolan. She suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave.

These two days of experience were special yet extremely dangerous for Song Yaoyao.

If it were not for Nolan, she wouldn’t be standing here. Instead, she would be sleeping in the deep sea.

“I’m leaving.” She waved her hand.

“Wait.”

Nolan walked to her side and patted her head. Suddenly, he took off the necklace that never left his neck and put it on Song Yaoyao’s neck.

“May the Lord bless you. Amen.”

Nolan prayed.

Song Yaoyao was speechless. She held the necklace. “You killed people in front of the Lord.” Was he sure that the Lord would still bless them?

“I punished the wicked. The Lord will forgive me,” Nolan quibbled.

He pushed Song Yaoyao into the car and closed the door for her. He stood outside the car and waved at her elegantly.

Song Yaoyao hurriedly rolled down the car window. “Thank you…”

“I accept your thanks,” Nolan said to her. “So I hope that the next time I visit you, I won’t be stopped by those annoying people again.”

“Pfff—”

Song Yaoyao had been carrying a big rock in her heart, but Nolan still made her laugh. She narrowed her eyes, which were shining with a moist light. “It won’t happen again. I’m sorry about what happened before.”

“Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

Nolan stood outside the church, watching the row of black cars surrounding the one in the middle drive away.

The flags on the church flew, and the seagulls were still circling. The blue sky and the sea were almost in a line.

“Ah…”

Nolan rubbed his face and turned to walk towards the church.

There was an unnoticeable loneliness in his tone. “I’m alone again…”

…

Song Yaoyao did not stay in Country Y. After she was picked up, she returned to China safely.

“Miss Song!”

The plane landed directly on the parking lot of Huo Manor. Song Yaoyao looked at the people who were walking towards her quickly and felt as if it had been a lifetime ago since she last saw them. Everything had clearly happened over a few days, but it felt like it had been a very, very long time.

It seemed so far away.

“Miss Song, you’re okay!”

“That’s great, that’s great. God must be watching over you. Miss Song, I’m relieved that you came back safely.” Uncle Zhang wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and clasped his hands together to bow to the sky.

Song Yaoyao’s gaze swept across the surroundings. She opened her mouth and asked, “Where’s Gege and Huo Si..”

“Huo Si is fine, don’t worry,” Huo Jiu said respectfully.

Song Yaoyao finally felt she was back on solid ground now that she was back in a familiar place.

“What about Gege?” Song Yaoyao’s hands tightened abruptly. Her nails sank into her delicate palm, and blood flowed out. She did not even feel the pain.

There was silence, a dead silence.

Song Yaoyao seemed to have realized something, but she could not accept such an outcome.

She staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

“Miss Song!”

Huo Jiu quickly held her and waited for her to stand up before retreating respectfully.

Song Yaoyao bit the tip of her tongue. Perhaps it was because she had cried all her tears that day in Nolan’s arms. Therefore, her eyes were dry now, and she could not cry at all.

“Give me an answer, I want an answer!”

Huo Jiu lowered his head deeply. The entire Huo Manor exuded a strong oppressive aura as if the air had solidified.

It squeezed her lungs, making it hard for her to breathe.

No matter if he was alive or dead. No…

He couldn’t be dead.

Song Yaoyao stared at Huo Jiu. She did not care about the others. She only cared about Huo Jiu who had his head lowered in front of her. It was the first time Song Yaoyao saw Huo Jiu looked depressed; he had always been in high spirits.

“Huo Jiu, you speak.”

“Miss Song…”

Huo Jiu could hardly feel his voice. His throat seemed to be stuck with glue. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, “Sir, his whereabouts are unknown.”