Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 171 Sadness
where are we going sir
This thought was only just taking shape, and before it reached her lips, Jing An's figure had already begun to slow down.The squalling wind that filled the sky also temporarily stopped for a moment at this moment, allowing Jasmine to open her eyes wide and see where Jing An had brought her.

"This...isn't this where we woke up?"

The familiar street scenes and layouts, even though they are completely changed now, will not feel a little strange to Jasmine.As the hut where she and her sister's wishes were entrusted, Jasmine had already engraved this place deep in her heart.

Jing'an did not respond to her immediately.After landing on the ground and dispelling the remaining potential energy, he squatted down halfway, signaling Jasmine to stand up by herself.

"First……"

The honorifics that overflowed her lips stagnated at this moment, because Jasmine caught a glimpse of an unusual emotion in Jing An's eyes.

It was a complicated look that contained sadness, pity, and a little helplessness.

Jasmine, who had never been very perceptive, understood all of Jing An's extremely obscure information at this moment.

"Sister, is she here?"

Jing'an nodded silently, then turned around and walked slowly towards the ruins of the house.

Jasmine swallowed nervously, and the uneasiness in her heart piled up layer by layer at this moment, until her heart was pushed into her throat.

At the same time, a maddening speculation emerged in her mind.

The two arms hanging by the waist began to tremble slightly at this time, and Jasmine even started to pinch her thighs with her hands in order to suppress her almost maddening thoughts.

Don't think about it, it won't... My sister will definitely be fine.

However, the advancing figure suddenly paused at this moment, and Jasmine's thoughts suddenly returned to reality.Her gaze passed over Jing An's body, and fell directly on the scorched black ruins in front of him.

"She's over here."

Just a thunderbolt from the blue is not enough to describe one ten thousandth of the current mood.

But even so, there was still the last trace of luck remaining in her heart.Maybe... Mister is just lying?

With this thought in mind, her eyes began to light up slightly again.The clear pupils focused again, and finally, in this environment as crisp as gray carbon, accurately captured a slightly convex hillock.

Even though Jing'an didn't continue to remind her, she had already noticed this strangeness that was beyond words.Jasmine's mouth opened and closed slightly, like a river fish having difficulty breathing.And her steps became staggering and vacillating at this time, as if she had lost half of her soul.

Jing'an seemed to want to say something, but in the end she remained silent and stepped aside.

Snap, snap.

The scorched black residue was further crushed and burst under the advancing footsteps, thus making such a crisp sound.And Jasmine walked like this with twisted steps until she moved in front of the lump of residue that was no longer visible.

"..."

The action of biting her lower lip made her press all the surging anxiety back into her heart.At the same time, she stretched out her hand and began to slowly pick up the pile of ruins in front of her.

But after a while, the scorched black carbon residue left hard-to-clean marks on her clothes, arms, and even her face.

If it was in the past, my sister would definitely scold me.

Two glistening tears rolled down her cheeks silently, and Jasmine's expression became more and more anxious.In order to apply to her conjecture, she has no patience - even a slight trace is better than such an end without a trace.

At this moment, Jasmine's movements suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, Jing'an saw her straighten up again, her thin body curled up like a shrimp was straightened up again at this time, but the slightly trembling shoulders did not know whether it was due to exhaustion or sadness.

Jing'an didn't wait long.

Then I saw Jasmine slowly half-turned her body. There were still scorched black marks and two distinct tear stains hanging on her face, but she showed an indescribable expression at this time.

That is the sad look that can only appear when the sadness reaches the extreme.

Those clear pupils seemed to be unable to bear witness to this devastating reality, and began to close tightly like a blockade.

Jasmine's mouth was slightly open, but she couldn't hold back a word for a long time - her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make even the slightest sound.

At the same time, Jing'an finally caught a glimpse of the mottled utensil that had been fired into a deformed shape that Jasmine was holding tightly.

It was a pendant that was supposed to be hung on the neck, and the chain that was supposed to be glowing with silvery white luster was also smoked into charred black at this time, and the spherical object that was the size of a quail egg also appeared at this time. A monotone coloring of gray and white.

It is not difficult to see that this should be the unique token between Jasmine and her sister.Up until this moment, there was no longer any doubt about the identity of the mummy that had merged with the ruins.

Jasmine lowered her head slightly, clutching the pendant tightly with both hands, and curled up as if she wanted to stuff it into her chest.

There was no crying or yelling.

Only silent sadness remains.

Such touching emotions also made this feeling more and more heavy, even making Jing An turn her head away, losing interest in reading any more.

He has never been indifferent in the pure sense, and it can even be said that on the contrary, Jing An has a very high level of empathy.For the sadness and happiness of his acquaintances, he will also know the heavy and delicate feelings.

Emotional, which does not imply fraternity and equality.

It is to be able to deeply understand the thoughts of others when needed, and then to empathize with others'...

What is the difference between a man without thoughts and feelings and a beast?
Jing An, who has been a human being for two lifetimes, knows the hardships and difficulties of being a human being, and also has a deeper understanding of such a scene of life and death.

death.

This means that you will never see this relative again, and at the same time, the impression of the other party will always be fixed in the last scene.

Like a page that will never be turned again, the story that belongs to one person is also interrupted at this time.

This not only means the passing of a life, but also indicates that all social attributes of this person will be cut off together, thus disappearing without a trace.

(End of this chapter)