Compared with Qiu Qianghai, his grief was even worse.

Whether the two men were silent or crying, everyone in the room was infected by their grief.

"Dongdong--"

The door was knocked.

This is like a death talisman, and also like a signal.

Everyone in the room looked at the door.

Qiu Qianghai and Gu Jiajie also stared at the door.

Gu Jin held An Mingji's arm and leaned gently on the other party's body. She didn't have the courage to open the door at this moment.

No one knew how sad she was. Minmin was really well-behaved and sensible. How could she just leave like this? How could this make people accept it?

No one went to open the door until Wanqi Jingyi stood up.

He raised his foot and walked towards the door and slowly opened the door.

Outside the door, two men in dark green uniforms stood, and the person in charge quickly saluted: "Hello comrade."

This person is the person who is on the sideline, Hong Fei.

The man behind him was holding a box in his hand.

When Wanqi Jingyi saw the wooden box, a heavy feeling flashed in her deep eyes.

Looking at the shoulders of the two outside the door, he knew that their identities were not low, and he knew that this belonged to a special part.

"Come in."

Wanqi Jingyi moved away from her body and let the two of them enter the room.

Hong Fei glanced around the room and met several pairs of red eyes. Among them, the two men sitting on the sofa were the most sad and obvious.

Before coming, Hong Fei had read Gu Minmin's archives. He recognized Gu Jiajie at a glance and knew that the other party was Gu Minmin's brother.

He turned around, took the wooden box from his comrades behind him, and raised his foot toward Gu Jiajie.

"Hello, Comrade Gu Minmin died in action. She sacrificed her to protect many comrades. This is her ashes, and the leader awarded her the highest honor-"

When Gu Jiajie appeared, when he saw the urn, his ears roared and felt the earth turning.

He didn't want to listen to what Hong Fei said, his eyes were red and he stared at the urn in Hong Fei's arms.

"Give her, give me!"

One sentence, it took two separate times before it finished.

The sorrow and sobs in it are sad to hear it.

Hong Fei stopped his words, gently pursed his lips, held the urn and stepped forward, and respectfully handed it to Gu Jiajie with both hands.

"I am very sorry that I did not protect her when fighting side by side with Comrade Gu Minmin."

At that time, if Hongying could be held earlier, the nineteen-year-old girl would not have sacrificed.

A nineteen-year-old girl who had not yet officially entered the organization reduced hundreds of their casualties by herself.

This is what they sincerely admire and their regret.

Gu Jiajie didn't listen to Hong Fei's words.

The moment Gu Minmin's ashes came into his arms, he hugged it tightly, and let out a low and painful roar: "Ahhhhhh--"

He roared sadly, tears slid down his face, as uncontrollable as water.

"Minmin! My Minmin!!"

Gu Jiajie's eyes were dull and unconscious, and he was overflowing with grief.

He collapsed on the sofa and curled up, holding Gu Minmin's urn tightly, trying to protect her without any harm again.

This scene stinged everyone's eyes.

Except Qiu Qianghai, the only one.

The moment he saw Gu Minmin's urn, his tears stopped.

Apart from his slightly red eyes, his face was calm, as if nothing was unusual.
Chapter completed!