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At first glance, there was no sign of that person at all. The door of the store had been burned to the ground. In just a few minutes, there was only a pile of charred wreckage left in the whole house. It was impossible to tell whether it was a table, a chair or a beam. , the scorching breath became more obvious, the air became hotter, and waves of heat rushed towards our faces.

Wu Xieqiang opened his eyes and looked for that person in the firelight with his gaze. The billowing black smoke poured out with the beating of the flames, making people cry.Wu Xie bowed his head and coughed uncontrollably. In a blink of an eye, his sight was fixed by a blackened blue cloth under his feet. Wu Xie squatted down tremblingly, ignoring the hot flames and grabbed it. It was a familiar material, familiar color, why?how come?

The flames in his hands burned every nerve mercilessly, holding the blue cloth tightly, Wu Xie was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.What did that person say just now? He said that Zhang Qiling was still in front of the store before the explosion. What is going on?How could Zhang Qiling have an accident? How is this possible?

Wu Xie threw away the fabric, and began to paw and pull in the scarlet charcoal with his hands. Impossible, impossible, impossible. The scorching air hurt his breath again and again. Wu Xie felt that he was crazy, and he smelled it. The smell of burnt eyebrows, and the smell of protein from burnt fingernails, but he didn't want to stop, where is Zhang Qiling, where is Zhang Qiling, his clothes are here, where are his people?Impossible, it is impossible for him to have an accident, I have to find him...

With a "snap", a strange sense of trembling poured down the sky and covered the sky. Looking at the "sizzling" charcoal smoking in front of him, Wu Xie couldn't feel whether the water splashed on his body was hot or cold.

"Naive, you are fucking dead!" The fat man yelled and threw the bucket in his hand, and took two steps to pull Wu Xie's back collar back. Wu Xie was startled, and immediately reacted, struggling desperately: "Let me go, my brother is still inside..."

"You're so fucking sober, it's not that easy to hang up, little brother." The fat man yelled.

"I..." Wu Xie shook his lips, almost crying, "His clothes are there, they said he was there before the explosion, he is a human, fat man, he is also a human, and he can't hide when the explosion comes Come on, I'm going to find him, let me go, I'm going to find him..."

The fat man obviously choked, and immediately filled up his breath again, and continued to yell at him: "Then the **** is also my little brother's golden cicada that has escaped its shell!"

Wu Xie couldn't listen to it at all. Explosion, Zhang Qiling, accident, these three words kept circling in his mind, and instantly swept away all his rationality. It turned out that all the growth and changes he thought were false!

Wu Xie was still struggling dishonestly. The fat man took a look at the horrific burns on his hand. His heart sank, he gritted his teeth and slammed down with a hand knife, knocking him unconscious and dragging him away.

The spectators around gave way one after another, and the fat man carried the unconscious Wu Xie on his shoulders and yelled at them: "Whoever dares to speak out about this matter today, I will break his legs!" After finishing speaking, he swaggered his fat waist He passed through the crowd, leaving a stunned audience behind.

The dream was full of strange things, all kinds of poisonous snakes biting my hand, the pain was unbearable but I couldn’t get rid of it. On the contrary, my face seemed to have cold spring water dripping on it. ...Wu Xie opened his eyes at once, and took a few deep breaths. There was darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything. With the recovery of consciousness, reality and dreams came together. Everything, Wu Xie was in a trance , Which is a dream and which is reality, he couldn't tell for a moment, only the feeling of emptiness in his heart lingered.It seemed that a foreign object was blocking the line of sight, so Wu Xie raised his hand to try to move it away.

"do not move."

The simple two words fell into his ears, Wu Xie was stunned for five seconds, and then he analyzed it clearly. There was an explosion just now, and the Poker Bottle was gone. Someone told him that the Poker Bottle was there before the explosion, so he went to find him , only the remains of his clothes were found, the fat man came, and then... this is the voice of Pokerfinger, Pokerfinger is fine, he is fine, great...

Thinking about it, Wu Xie couldn't help but want to laugh. The large blank area in his heart was filled instantly, but it was a little false. Wu Xie didn't dare to laugh too loudly. He was suddenly afraid that what he was in was just a dream. He was afraid that once he laughed, the dream would wake up.

"Does it still hurt?"

The face was gently wiped by a moist thing, it was the refreshing feeling in the dream, the burning pain gradually came from the hands, the pain and the comfort were intertwined and stimulated the nerves, and it was injected solidly From the bottom of his heart, Wu Xie slowly became clear, it was not a dream, it was really not a dream.Pursing his lips, Wu Xie finally let out a relieved smile, so happy, so happy, his face was a little stiff, it must be ugly to smile, but he just wanted to laugh, there is nothing better than this, Zhang Qiling is still alive , the bastard Zhang Qiling is still alive, there is nothing better than this...

The empty place in my heart was suddenly filled and then tamped down. The whole process was so fast that my emotions couldn't catch up. Wu Xie only felt that his eyes were hot, and a line of moist things flowed down the corners of his eyes, obviously smiling. , how could there be tears flowing down, it must be sweat, it must be sweat, or the wound on the hand is too painful, or the eyes are too painful from the smoke... The teardrops flowing down the corners of the eyes finally It was wiped away by Zhang Qiling's hand, and Wu Xie could even feel the trembling of his fingers.

Originally wanted to speak, but only let out a violent cough when he opened his throat, and the people next to him slapped him in a hurry. Wu Xie had never seen Zhang Qiling like this before, even if he couldn't see it, he could still feel his At a loss, is this really Zhang Qiling?

"Don't talk yet, the airway is burnt, you need to rest," said softly, "Don't move, you just rubbed the medicine on your hands."

Wu Xie complied obediently, this time is good, you can't see, you can't speak, you can't move, smelling the faint smell of disinfectant, Wu Xie judged that this is a hospital, why did you get so attached to this place recently?Just as Wang Meng came out, he went in again.

"He went back first."

Wu Xie nodded, knowing that Zhang Qiling was explaining Fatty's whereabouts to him.It turned out that while in the car, Zhang Qiling discovered that they were being followed, and it was the same group of people who attacked Wu Xie last time.Their target was Zhang Qiling. In order to prevent Wu Xie from being implicated, he sent a text message to Fatty, asking Fatty to come and watch Wu Xie, and to lure them away by himself. However, the time of the explosion was earlier than expected, and Fatty hadn't arrived at Wu Xie yet. Xie rushed out, and when Zhang Qiling came back, he found that Wu Xie was not there, and was about to look for him, when he saw the fat man coming over with Wu Xie on his shoulders. "

After listening to the narration, Wu Xie didn't speak, Zhang Qiling continued: "During the explosion, the clothes accidentally burned, so they were thrown away." When Wu Xie said this, Wu Xie could easily hear the deep self-blame inside. , but Wu Xie didn't care about these things. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Zhang Qiling said again: "I'm fine."

Only then did he let go of his hanging heart, Wu Xie nodded, it would be difficult for Zhang Qiling to talk so much at once.

"Tired from lying down?" Asked tentatively, Wu Xie nodded slightly, and then the hospital bed was rolled up.Even if he doesn't speak, this person can feel the slightest discomfort in him, but why can't he feel the discomfort in his heart?I just don't want to be taken as a burden...

Wu Xie turned her head to indicate that her eyes were uncomfortable. The other party hesitated for a while, then took off the blackout cloth wrapped around her head, then covered her eyes with her hands, and said gently, "Open slowly."

The faint light leaked from between the fingers, causing pain in the eyes. Wu Xie closed his eyes uncomfortably. When the other party noticed it, he closed his eyes tightly again: "Open it later."

I never knew that being burned by the fire was such an uncomfortable thing. My temples were throbbing. Wu Xie reached out to try to press it, but found that his hands were wrapped like big rice dumplings.

"Cultivate for a month, it will be fine."

a month?Wu Xie was in a hurry. He thought of the unfinished model, what to do, and agreed to give it to him on the first anniversary.Zhang Qiling didn't know this, thought he was in pain, pressed his temple with one hand, and stroked the bandage on his hand with the other, feeling a little at a loss.Distressed, how could one not be distressed, seeing the picture of Fatty carrying him on his back, Zhang Qiling almost lost control and rushed up and punched Fatty over, but Fatty couldn't be blamed for this, only himself could be blamed.Handing over the car to Fatty, holding Wu Xie in the backseat, Zhang Qiling looked down at his blistered and blackened hands, wishing he could take out a knife and slash his own.It was originally intended to prevent him from getting hurt, and he didn't want him to come into contact with those dirty people, but in the end he was still injured, and it was so serious.Zhang Qiling couldn't imagine, if the fat man didn't arrive in time, would Wu Xie just rush into the fire scene like this, if the explosion was later, would Wu Xie be affected, if he didn't detect someone in time next time Follow up, will Wu Xie...

Zhang Qiling didn't dare to think about it any further. What he couldn't forgive was that the person who hurt Wu Xie was none other than himself, Zhang Qiling himself, Wu Xie's most trusted and relied on self!

Sitting on the edge of the bed, applying ointment for him, and wrapping bandages around him, the past came to my mind, the follower who smiled innocently in the sun, the stunned head who occasionally blushed when he touched him The big boy, the shrewd but kind-hearted idiot who doesn't know how to refuse... is like a mirror. When you turn the other side, it is Wu Xie who is incapable of accepting the car accident in the face of the cloud, and Wu Xie who is sobbing in the face of Wang Meng's blood on the ground. Facing everyone's deception, Wu Xie is confused and helpless...

For the first time in a long time, Zhang Qiling felt tired.

Looking at Wu Xie's reassuring expression after hearing him say that he was fine, Zhang Qiling felt like a ball of cotton was clogged in his heart. This was a feeling he had never felt before, never before, but he could feel it. A special emotion that appeared in life after meeting Wu Xie, only because of this person, and its name is sad.

He thought he probably knew why Wu Xie was crying, because it was the same as him now, but he was not as brave as Wu Xie, and he didn't dare to shed it.

There was an extremely slight sound of footsteps, Zhang Qiling came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced, his face darkened immediately.Wu Xie couldn't hear this, and his five senses were not yet so sharp, Zhang Qiling picked up the glass water glass on the side and stood up: "I'm going to pour a glass of water."

Wu Xie nodded in confusion, Zhang Qiling frowned, rubbed his hair nostalgicly, turned and left, the moment he opened the door, Zhang Qiling looked back, the sunlight outside the window was shining high through the glass window, Wu Xie closed her eyes to meet the light, her pale cheeks faced the Tyndall effect rendered by the white light, there was a sense of time-space disordered beauty, neat eyelashes lined up in a row under the eyelids, quiet and soft, as beautiful as A peaceful oil painting made Zhang Qiling palpitate.A glimpse of heaven and earth.

Withdrawing his eyes and closing the door, he was already sitting on the bench with black glasses, and cigarette butts were piled high on the sand beside him. When he saw Zhang Qiling, he didn't say hello or smile, but just smoked in silence, swallowing heavily.

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, like a death row prisoner waiting to be sentenced.

"A list." The black glasses glanced at him, and handed over a piece of paper. Zhang Qiling didn't move, and didn't answer it, just tightly clutching the glass in his hand.

It was uneasiness, the black glasses could tell, his knuckles were clenched white. Normally, he would never let go of such a good opportunity to tease, but today he couldn't laugh.

The black glasses pinched the cigarette butt, and quickly lit another one.He has specially practiced this posture of changing cigarettes, and the movements are smooth and unrestrained. He still remembers that he once asked the person in front of him "is he handsome", and the person in front of him said "will die". Life is better than death.

"I've taken care of them all, and none of them are left behind." Black Glasses puffed out the smoke ring, speaking as if he had smoked a few cigarettes just now, and looked up. Surprisingly, this time, Zhang Qiling didn't respond, not even his eyebrows. Wrinkled, black glasses lowered his head and took a sip of the cigarette, amused in his heart.Zhang Qiling is not a good person, he has known his cruelty for a long time, but this person is very principled, he never touches people who should not be killed, even if that person wants to kill him, but this time, hehe.

"All the bombs they planted have been dismantled, so there will be no impact." The black glasses glanced at him, his face still expressionless. Sometimes he also felt a headache when he got along with this person, so when he saw Zhang Qiling for the first time. When that stupid boy let out blood to save people, he was not a little bit surprised. In this world, there are still such people who can make Zhang Qiling do this.

"What happened last time." The black glasses rubbed the smoke, and said seriously: "It's almost impossible to hide it, you'd better make a choice quickly."

"They're moving faster than they thought, there's no time left."

After explaining everything that should be explained, the black glasses frowned slightly, and Zhang Qiling had no intention of taking over the list in his hand. Why does such a terrible task fall on his head every time?

Zhang Qiling's fingers were still clenched tightly, and the glass made a "squeak" sound, as if to protest.

"This..." He picked up the black glasses again and handed them over, "You should see for yourself."

"Speak." The voice was so cold that the air seemed to freeze, only the continuous cracking sound of the glass water cup was left, which made everyone's nerves tense.

The black glasses withdrew his hand helplessly, took a puff of cigarette, and said slowly: "He and your old man have a parentage index of 99.99%."

"That is to say," the black glasses frowned, looking at Zhang Qiling, "he is your real brother."

A sharp cracking sound suddenly pierced the air, and a sound glass was crushed like this, dripping blood mixed with glass shards fell intermittently, hitting the ground with a crisp sound of jingling bells. It is extremely dazzling under the refraction, like a falling star, beautiful but desperate.

Anjiuxi

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