Chapter 3508
Gu Xilun suddenly thought of something, so he stopped a flying car and went to find those people from the Zhou family back then.
After Gu Xilun arrived at the place where Zhou Faxi once worked, he asked Zhou Faxi's current address.
He followed the address and found Zhou Faxi's home not long after.
Fifty years ago, Zhou Faxi bought a villa with two million yuan. Although the villa is not big, it is very warm and has a garden.
When Gu Xilun arrived at the door of the villa, he saw an elderly man sitting by the flowers basking in the sun.
Pulling the gray hair, the wrinkles on his face are like deep-set bark, the skin is very yellow, and there are many age spots on it.
Gu Xilun pushed open the iron door and walked in front of the old man.
The old man slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Gu Xi Lun, he frowned and wanted to speak, but his mouth moved for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.
Such a familiar person, he seems to have seen him somewhere, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out who he is!
Gu Xilun squatted beside the old man and asked in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, I... do you still know me? I'm Xilun!"
"Xilun, are you Xilun? Why are you..." The old man's eyes widened, as if he was startled by the young man in front of him.
Siren, he remembered.
Fifty years ago, he had met Xiron several times, all in his mother's courtyard!
Remember that Syron was his niece's boyfriend!
"I'm Xiron, second uncle. There are many things I don't know how to say. I'm here to ask you, is Xiaoyun still there?"
Zhou Faxi sat up from the rattan chair and touched Gu Xilun's face with his old hand.
Fifty years, why is he not old?
Zhou Faxi retracted his hand, pointed to the sky and said, "Xiaoyun went to that place!"
Gu Xilun looked at the place where he pointed, his pupils shrank, and hurriedly asked, "Is Xiaoyun dead?"
Zhou Faxi nodded and said, "Yeah, after you left without saying goodbye, Xiaoyun has been looking for you. I'm afraid that he will become sick with thoughts and die within a few years."
This news, like a thunderstorm, ruthlessly smashed on top of Gu Xilun's head!
Xiaoyun is dead, Gu Xilun can't believe this information!
But because of this, he also confirmed one thing, that is, what he experienced at the beginning was not a dream, he was really with Xiaoyun!
But what he couldn't figure out was why after returning from that world, everything had not changed?
He is still him, not old at all, just had a dream!
"Second uncle, do you know where she is buried?" Gu Xi Lun asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with tears.
"Well, of course I know, it was the funeral I personally held for her!" Zhou Faxi said, and told Gu Xilun where Zhou Xiaoyun was buried.
Gu Xilun didn't stay any longer, got up and took a taxi to Cemetery Mountain.
After more than ten minutes of searching, Gu Xilun found Zhou Xiaoyun's cemetery under a pine tree.
Gu Xilun knelt in front of the tombstone with a plop, and touched the photo above the tombstone with his trembling hand.
It was a black and white photo, and the person in the photo was Zhou Xiaoyun.
She smiled happily, her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were so beautiful that they seemed to be able to speak.
Tears fell silently, like a kite with a broken string.
He sobbed softly.
"Xiaoyun, I miss you so much, why don't you wait for me anymore? I... woo woo!"
Gu Xilun cried very sadly, his heart was like being stabbed with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate.
After Gu Xilun arrived at the place where Zhou Faxi once worked, he asked Zhou Faxi's current address.
He followed the address and found Zhou Faxi's home not long after.
Fifty years ago, Zhou Faxi bought a villa with two million yuan. Although the villa is not big, it is very warm and has a garden.
When Gu Xilun arrived at the door of the villa, he saw an elderly man sitting by the flowers basking in the sun.
Pulling the gray hair, the wrinkles on his face are like deep-set bark, the skin is very yellow, and there are many age spots on it.
Gu Xilun pushed open the iron door and walked in front of the old man.
The old man slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Gu Xi Lun, he frowned and wanted to speak, but his mouth moved for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.
Such a familiar person, he seems to have seen him somewhere, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out who he is!
Gu Xilun squatted beside the old man and asked in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, I... do you still know me? I'm Xilun!"
"Xilun, are you Xilun? Why are you..." The old man's eyes widened, as if he was startled by the young man in front of him.
Siren, he remembered.
Fifty years ago, he had met Xiron several times, all in his mother's courtyard!
Remember that Syron was his niece's boyfriend!
"I'm Xiron, second uncle. There are many things I don't know how to say. I'm here to ask you, is Xiaoyun still there?"
Zhou Faxi sat up from the rattan chair and touched Gu Xilun's face with his old hand.
Fifty years, why is he not old?
Zhou Faxi retracted his hand, pointed to the sky and said, "Xiaoyun went to that place!"
Gu Xilun looked at the place where he pointed, his pupils shrank, and hurriedly asked, "Is Xiaoyun dead?"
Zhou Faxi nodded and said, "Yeah, after you left without saying goodbye, Xiaoyun has been looking for you. I'm afraid that he will become sick with thoughts and die within a few years."
This news, like a thunderstorm, ruthlessly smashed on top of Gu Xilun's head!
Xiaoyun is dead, Gu Xilun can't believe this information!
But because of this, he also confirmed one thing, that is, what he experienced at the beginning was not a dream, he was really with Xiaoyun!
But what he couldn't figure out was why after returning from that world, everything had not changed?
He is still him, not old at all, just had a dream!
"Second uncle, do you know where she is buried?" Gu Xi Lun asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with tears.
"Well, of course I know, it was the funeral I personally held for her!" Zhou Faxi said, and told Gu Xilun where Zhou Xiaoyun was buried.
Gu Xilun didn't stay any longer, got up and took a taxi to Cemetery Mountain.
After more than ten minutes of searching, Gu Xilun found Zhou Xiaoyun's cemetery under a pine tree.
Gu Xilun knelt in front of the tombstone with a plop, and touched the photo above the tombstone with his trembling hand.
It was a black and white photo, and the person in the photo was Zhou Xiaoyun.
She smiled happily, her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were so beautiful that they seemed to be able to speak.
Tears fell silently, like a kite with a broken string.
He sobbed softly.
"Xiaoyun, I miss you so much, why don't you wait for me anymore? I... woo woo!"
Gu Xilun cried very sadly, his heart was like being stabbed with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate.