There's always someone who keeps falling in love with me

"At 10:30 am the day before yesterday, Zhang Yeran passed away."

Song Jin was typing in his notebook.

"From 48 hours before his death, the world began to separate. The historical records related to the family disappeared completely. Brother Chang, Dong Tian and others died of myocardial infarction successively. Jiang Wenwen died of falling from a building...the similarity with the previous records is very high."

"The only direct contact person who has not undergone drastic changes is Song An..."

"Dad," the door was pushed open suddenly, and a woman dressed in black walked in, glanced at Song Jin, "What are you writing?"

Song Jin smiled slightly: "It's nothing, what's the matter?"

Song Anan, 54, looks like he is in his 30s.Ever since Zhang Yeran died, Song An'an had been wearing black clothes.

"Sister Lan has come to our house, and Ping Ping, who went abroad, has also returned, why don't you go out and have a look?"

"Hi, okay." Song Jin stood up slowly.Song Anan raised his eyes and took a sneak peek. There were two photos on the screen, one was a gun, and the other was a harbor that he had never seen before.

He held Song Anan's hand and walked upstairs step by step: "Your dad is already 72, can you hold me steady?"

"Uncle Lu next door didn't see anyone helping him every time he came back." Song Anan wrinkled his nose and talked poorly with him.

"Why is he here again?" Song Jin gave Song An'an an unhappy look.

"Uncle Lu has never found a partner for his father, can you treat him better?"

"Who will be nice to the person who wants to pry into your corner?" Song Jin rolled her eyes and said.

"Father passed away. Uncle Lu held his father's portrait in our guest room and looked at it for three days. Why didn't he see you mourning?" Song Anan said dissatisfied.

Song Jin paused and did not speak.

Song An'an said: "Grandma has told me many times that you used to be a fool, and I was born with you. Do you have any feelings for Dad?"

Song Jin frowned and said, "It's not big or small, what are you talking about?"

Song Jin walked to the first floor.Lan Lan, who was held in his arms once, looked a round older than Song An'an, with a tall young man by his side.The young man refused to sit down, so he stood, staring at the huge portrait of Zhang Yeran hanging on the wall at home.

Song Lan called "Uncle" and stood up, pulling the young man beside her.The moment the young man turned around, Song Jin froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Song Anan tugged at him worriedly, only to see Song Ping nodded timidly, not even daring to speak.

"Pingping must be too much like my father, which frightened my father." Song Anan eased the atmosphere and smiled apologetically at Song Lan.Song Lan also laughed twice, and said quickly, "If An An was born, it would definitely be more like..." She stopped suddenly, and looked at Song An'an with some embarrassment.

Song An'an's expression didn't change, she just said, "I'm not as lucky as Sister Lan."

As if being reminded of something, Song Jin suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Ping carefully.Song Ping looked back anxiously, and then heard Song Jin cough violently.

Song An'an quickly patted Song Jin on the back, helped Song Jin upstairs, and confessed to Song Lan.As soon as Song Jin went upstairs, he drove Song Anan down again. He quickly opened his laptop and wrote: "Song Anan has no heirs. Zhang Yeran's influence is only left to Song Anan's generation. After Song Anan dies, he will When the world is destroyed..."

When Song Jin wrote "Song An'an died", her chest throbbed.He glanced at the family portrait on the corner of the table.Song Jin, Zhang Yeran, Song Anan.Three people stand together.It was taken when Zhang Yeran was 40 years old.

"...so different from previous records. The world did not fall apart when I left, and the rate of destruction was slower..."

Song Jin glanced at the photo again. The 40-year-old Zhang Yeran looks quite different from Song Jinsong Anan's appearance.He didn't look quite like Song Jin when he first saw him.Just now when I saw Song Ping downstairs, Song Jin suddenly realized this point - Zhang Yeran was becoming more and more different from the Song family.

"...His appearance gradually changed to the main body, and he has a residual subconscious towards me, and the apparent representation is not obvious..."

"The message he left was 'goodbye, thank you', and he may have discovered something strange. Don't startle the snake again..."

Song Jin suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.

Then he saw the window shattered.The tables and chairs on both sides began to vibrate.Song Jin's heart tightened, and he quickly typed a few lines on the computer with his fingers: "I am beginning to be rejected...as someone who hurt Zhang Yeran..."

"Dad! Baba!" Song Anan's voice came from outside, she opened the door suddenly, and grabbed Song Jin, "Dad, what are you doing upstairs, the whole house is ringing!"

The moment Song Anan rushed in, all the vibrations in the room subsided.Song Jin felt that her skin was splitting and aging faster.He could see that everything around him was collapsing in a way that Song Anan couldn't see.

He flicked the computer, then reached for the family portrait.Song Anan quickly put the family portrait in his arms, and looked at Song Jin who was slowly falling down on the chair in panic.Song Anan screamed "Baba", she held Song Jin's fallen upper body in her arms, and Song Jin saw through her shoulder that the corner of the wall behind her was collapsing.

He could feel his heart beating slowly and his breathing becoming more and more difficult.He glanced at the computer.There are only two pictures open on the computer.Then he looked at Song An'an and turned her face towards him.

He kissed Song Anan's ear lightly, and whispered in her ear, "I'm going...to find your father...goodbye...Anan..."

Volume Four Boss