Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

I have to say that bungee jumping is indeed a very unique way of exercise. For example, in the process of falling, in addition to the adrenaline soaring, even the sound limit will continue to break through.

When the whole person was suspended seven or eight meters above the ground, Song Xi felt the ease of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

He wasn't scared, but was stabbed by He Tu's crying.

Forced to bungee jump without absolute safety measures, He Tu's panic was at its extreme. Apart from wrapping his feet around Song Xi tightly in a strange posture, He Tu was almost screaming with his life.

It's like the big speakers in the clearance sale in the market, which hit Song Xi's ears directly, making Song Xi's eardrums and brain ache.

He Tu grasped the man's arm, opened his eyes tremblingly, his face was covered with snot, and finally made a sound after a few ahs: "Jiang, Jiang Xi, Jiang Ge, Jiang Big Brother! You, don't let go... "

Song Xi didn't speak, he seemed to hear mosquitoes buzzing.

"System, the mosquitoes in this mountain fly quite high."

System: "...it is He Tu who is speaking."

Song Xi: "Oh..."

It's really not his fault, his ears are still buzzing now, and the rope on his feet is wrapped around his stomach, making him panicked.

After waiting quietly for a while, Song Xi felt that the rope on his body was tightened, and the two of them were pulled up by the rope and moved up little by little.

When he was slowly pulled up and stood on the ground, Song Xi heard a lot of chaotic conversations. The system explained that one of the three people above thought that someone was about to die, so he called the police in a hurry. A few minutes later, the He family and the Jiang family who heard the news also sent people over.

It was He Tu's father who came to the He family, and he was accompanied by a tall man with a steady breath, which was in stark contrast to He Tu's father who was sweating profusely.

A driver came to the Jiang family, and the three of them met after getting off the car halfway up the mountain. Father He took He Tu and began to check after he took a breath. He was just such a son. The Jiang family driver watched from a distance. After taking a look and confirming that the person is not dead, he stood beside him with his arms folded.

Song Xi didn't care, he stood obediently while rubbing his ears, acting as his background peacefully.

Yang Wang was still arguing with a policeman next to him, his voice raised several degrees: "I've said it several times, Jiang Xi, it's the blind man next to him! He jumped off with someone in his arms!"

The policeman frowned tightly: "Mr. Yang Wang, please don't be joking. If according to what you just said, it was Mr. Jiang who dragged the person over and hugged him without deviation, and wrapped the rope around the two of them before jumping off... I'm sorry, but I find this incredible."

A blind man's movements are so precise and flexible, who will believe it?

"Besides, we learned from the staff here that you, Mr. Yang, booked the venue yesterday, and specifically asked the staff not to disturb you." The policeman said, looking at the red hair suspiciously.

Yang Wang was suspected openly, his scalp was about to explode, and he yelled angrily: "If my mother is going to kill someone, why the hell am I standing here, waiting to be caught?!"

The policeman who questioned him thought for a while, and said: "Without evidence, we will never draw conclusions lightly."

Song Xi almost laughed out loud standing next to him, and he didn't blame the police. A blind man was tied to a bungee jumper, and the three people standing on top were all tall and big. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a bullying scene.

Human minds are unlimited.

Yang Wang argued with the policeman again. This policeman just came out to work, young, with a passion and courage etched on his face.

Seeing that he couldn't explain clearly, Yang Wang pulled He Tu away from the snotty and tearful He Tu, and shouted, "Don't fucking cry, explain quickly!"

He Tu wiped his nose: "...explain what?"

Yang Wang: "Explain how you got down!"

He Tu trembled, the whole person was still afraid, subconsciously glanced at Song Xi who was standing silently beside him, and wiped away his tears: "It's Jiang Xi, who suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me over, Jumped with me."

The eyes of the group turned to Song Xi again.

Song Xi could only see a mass of black, he stretched out his hand to brush away the messy hair on his forehead, and bit his lower lip, looking hesitant to speak.

The policeman didn't know what he was thinking, so he patted his chest and said, "Mr. Jiang, don't be afraid, just say whatever you want!"

Song Xi seemed to be relieved, imitating his original appearance, and lowered his head slightly: "Yang Wang called my family last night and said he would take me to bungee jumping, so I agreed. He Tu was tied to me, and he said he was playing a small game. He wanted to see if the rope fell off after hanging in the air, would it be possible for He Tu to fall..."

He deliberately stopped here, Yang Wang and the others changed their expressions instantly, and He Tu even trembled a few times, forgetting to sniff the snot.

What Song Xi said later was what Yang Wang said verbatim to the other three in private, but the falling character was replaced by He Tu.

He was explaining, and silently implying: Look, I actually know everything.

After all, Yang Wang felt guilty, and while denying it with a sullen face, he stared at Song Xi with probing eyes.

Song Xi couldn't see it, and continued to pretend that he was withdrawn and pitiful.

Since the two sides have their own opinions, the police did not hesitate to stay. If someone reported to the police, they must be taken back to investigate and make a record according to the usual practice.

The father next to him was a little dissatisfied: "Comrade police, no matter what happens, my son is a victim. Let us take him to the hospital for an examination first, shall we? We still have something to do here."

The policeman replied formulaically: "Mr. He, adults do not need to be accompanied by guardians."

Father He was about to say something again, when the tall man standing beside him stretched out his hand to stop him, his voice was low and steady: "Mr. He, it's just a transcript, it won't be too late to talk about the contract next time."

Father He swallowed the words in an instant, and nodded embarrassingly: "Yes, it's okay to do the transcript first."

After he finished speaking, everyone present couldn't help but glance at the man who was quiet after coming up.

The man was very handsome, with a solid figure wrapped in a blue-gray suit, and his exquisite facial lines were somewhat sharp like an adult man's. There was a pair of gold-rimmed mirror frames on the bridge of his nose, exuding a bit of gentleness.

very attractive.

Song Xi couldn't see, nor could he smell the bursting hormones, he just thought the voice was nice, and he could hear from Father He's voice that he was very respectful to this man, at least on the surface.

"System, do you have this person's information?"

System: "No."

"what is his name?"

"do not know."

"...Then what does he look like?"

"One nose, two eyes and one mouth, human-like."

"..."

Song Xi felt that the system might have reached menopause suddenly, and his attitude was particularly bad, so he stopped asking, and comforted him kindly: "Although you are useless, Dad doesn't despise you." Anyway, this is not the first time the system has tricked him up.

The system is still pretending to be dead.

Song Xi shrugged and slowly descended the mountain with the guidance and help of the police. It was the first time he had truly experienced the feelings of a blind person in his more than 20 years of life.

It was pitch black in front of Song Xi's eyes, and he could only find out how to act from other people's mouths. He was afraid that his next foot would miss, so he could only keep his heart in mind all the time, and carefully tried to test it out.

It was a fear of the unknown in the dark.

He is still not used to it. He didn't control the pace of his steps when walking the steps. His feet were empty, and he stepped up two steps in a row. His heels rubbed against the steps and slid to the next step. He didn't fall, but he subconsciously reached out to grab something. Grab a nice tactile fabric.

The texture of the fingertips is clear, not the police uniform.

The policeman asked concernedly in his ear: "Are you okay? How about I carry you down!"

Song Xi shook his head and thanked him. Yuanshen was extremely concerned about the difference between himself and ordinary people. Although his personality was withdrawn and weird, he could occasionally do unexpected things, but he couldn't behave completely differently, so as not to be unnecessary. Trouble.

He let go of the cloth in his hand without changing his face, and another voice came from a distance: "Second Young Master, do you need me to carry you down?"

It's the driver of Jiang's family. Anyone can hear the meaning of contempt in that casual tone. Knowing that "Jiang Xi" won't respond, it is estimated that the driver didn't really want to recite it. move.

Song Xi suddenly changed his mind, and responded casually: "Okay, come here."

After speaking, he heard a rustling sound, accompanied by a crisp clicking sound.

Song Xifen asked in his mind, "...system, what are you doing?"

The clicking sound got louder, and the system mumbled, "Eat potato chips."

Song Xi: "...Are you human?"

The system clicked: "Can't eat potato chips if you're not human? Exclusive to the system, tomato-flavored data potato chips, would you like a pack?"

Although Song Xi didn't know how a piece of data tasted like tomatoes, he still politely rejected the system. He was not interested in eating air.

The driver over there was also embarrassed. If he said something, the water splashed out would be embarrassing, and if he didn't, he would be ashamed.

Regardless of whether he likes it or not, Song Xi showed the waywardness that a young master should have, "Aren't you going to come and carry me? Don't waste time."

The driver was watched by many people, he walked over slowly, and reluctantly leaned down in front of Song Xi, gritted his teeth: "Second young master, be careful where you step."

Song Xi supported the driver's back with one hand, but did not move his feet: "If you lie down a little more, I won't be able to get up."

The driver's body was stiff, and he lowered his head angrily and bent down his straight waist again.

Song Xi couldn't see anything, only heard the other person's breathing was heavy, he let go of his hand and rubbed it on the trouser leg, and said calmly: "Forget it, I'll go by myself."

The driver was slipped away, and bounced up with a swipe, and you were blocked back by the eyes of the policeman next to you, your face and neck were flushed, and you walked away without saying a word, shaking your hands and not looking back.

Song Xi showed no expression. He didn't even have a blind stick on him. He walked very hard, and almost fell over after walking a few steps.

He grabbed it again, this time he didn't catch any fabric, but a hand.

The hand was warm and cold, and Song Xi touched it subconsciously again. The palm of the hand felt a little rough, which should be left by years of fitness.

Letting go of his hand, a word of thank you jumped down his throat. Before Song Xi could speak, he was interrupted by a voice from above his head.

"Jiang Xi?"

The voice was very nice, it was the man who was standing next to Father He before, who walked behind Song Xi at some point.

"Don't like being carried?" The man asked indifferently.

Song Xi didn't react: "What?"

The man seemed to be just asking a symbolic question, and didn't need his answer at all, and his tone was formulaic as if he was just explaining a plain thing: "Then hug."