I am forced to roll into a disk star leader

"The bomber that day was not alone. He had an accomplice behind him. In order to retaliate against the police, he set up two more explosion sites. Your brother waited until the end to dismantle the bomb in order to wait for the reminder of the second explosion site on the bomb. So he doesn't have time to..."

What else did he say later, Qianfeng didn't listen to it, and couldn't listen to it, every symbol spit out from his mouth turned into a sharp blade, gouging out a piece of flesh from her heart alive.

She sat there stiffly, with a disastrous expression on her face, like an unconscious doll, but her mind was muddled, as if she had been hit with a sap, or like a drowning person being entangled in water plants, losing all five senses.

There were faint sparks flickering in front of her. She wanted to reach out to grab it, but was held tightly by one hand, and there was a constant voice calling him in her ear.

"Qianfeng, my sister knows you are sad, so why don't you cry?"

Hagiwara Chisawa's beautiful face was close at hand, her pink lips opened and closed, her crystal blue eyes were already moist, and there were tears welling up inside, trying not to fall down.

Qianfeng turned his head indifferently, looking for what the faint light was. It turned out to be red-hot charcoal, and the sparks jumped like a beating heart.

Thoughts are flying wildly, will people bleed when it explodes?

Probably not, at the moment of the explosion, the extreme energy brought by the shock wave will crush the human body, and the water in the body will evaporate instantly under the high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius. Under the huge pressure, the human body will be powdered in an instant.

Is all this real?

The burning pain sticks to the skin, black and red marks are burned on the snow-white palm, and a breath of scorched protein spreads.

Qian Feng hastily let go of the red-hot coals and shed physiological tears.

It really hurts, so it's all real, not a dream.

She was breathing quickly, her eye sockets were stained crimson, and the pain broke through her muddled mind, making her feel like she had never been so awake.

Huge anger spread through his heart like roaring sea water.

Matsuda Jinpei is dead!Got blown up!

Then a strong sense of guilt surrounded her.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have thought that she could change fate at will, look, you arrogantly changed the movement composed by the goddess of fate, and someone will pay the price for you.

"Qianfeng, let's take you home first, and then...then go to the funeral parlor—to claim the corpse."

Chikaze raised her head and looked at Hagiwara Kenji's beautiful face. There was distress, sadness, and unresolved melancholy between her brows. Her eyes were moist, obviously she had just cried.

"Thousand winds?"

Seeing the girl staring blankly at his tender palm, Hagiwara Chihaya called her softly.

"it is good."

When she uttered the first sentence after learning the news, her voice seemed not to be her own, it was extremely jerky.

Back at the shrine, there was no one there, and Chikaze sat quietly for a while.

The mountains, rivers and rivers here have human imprints. The small tree planted 12 years ago has grown from a diseased sapling to a verdant tree.

The dense canopy casts a shadow on the ground, thick branches spread all over the place, growing wantonly, and there are two scratches on the dry bark.

The scratch was attached to the palm, and those yellowed memory fragments were suddenly revealed violently.

[The curly-haired boy hugged the fat baby with a pacifier and put it under the small tree to measure his height. He carved a scratch on the bark with a knife, and the boy's voice was still a little immature.

"Qianfeng, don't move yet. My brother will measure your height. If you measure again next year, you can see how many centimeters you have grown in a year."

As a result, when I measured my height in the second year, the second scratch was actually shorter than the first scratch.

Matsuda Zhenping turned pale with shock: "Why is it getting longer and shorter?!!!"

Qian Feng, with a pacifier in his mouth, was very speechless, "Are you an idiot? Trees can grow taller too!"

Matsuda Jinpei expressed that he could not accept it, "How can you, a kid with a pacifier in your mouth, still swear!"]

But autumn is here, and the leaves are all turning yellow, the smile is hidden in the corner of her mouth, and the girl lowered her eyes.

Those memories of living together became more and more profound, so it was better not to look at them. Qian Feng entered the room, and the familiar sandalwood scent made her nerves relax a little.

"——Pingling, Bangling"

Blaming her for not looking at the road, she kicked the glove box that had been packed and knocked it to the ground. Some old things were scattered on the ground. Qian Feng squatted down almost absent-mindedly, and picked them up one by one.

- rattle

She shook the rattle, a familiar voice sounded, and the long-awaited memory came back instantly.

I still remember the first time I met Matsuda Jinpei. She was still a milk doll who had just learned to turn over.

[The young boy with curly hair has a young face, and his stubborn eyebrows are a little silly. He is very novel about the little doll, and teases her with a rattle.

"Guess where I am?" He shielded his face with his rattle.

"Here I am!" He moved the rattle away again.

Qian Feng: "..." Could this person be a fool?

The milk doll looked away uninterestedly, turned over and pointed his butt at him, Matsuda Jinpei was a little disappointed, and asked his aunt? Why did his sister ignore him.

The witch's mother told him with a smile, "Qianfeng likes some more exciting and interesting questions, such as——"

Matsuda Jinpei thought for a while, then clapped his hands suddenly, and immediately explained the mechanical principle to his sister.

Qianfeng: "..." After confirming his eyes, he is indeed a fool. 】

……

Ugly sunflower bracelets, small alarm clocks that have been dismantled and repaired repeatedly, unused diapers, potted cactus plants that bloomed with rice grains of flowers...

Every object carries a memory.

Qian Feng hugged the cardboard box tightly, squatting on the ground, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes like broken pearls, and his heart was surging.

Obviously yesterday they were still discussing where to eat barbecue. Matsuda Jinhei recommended the barbecue they ate today, saying that he wanted to kill her, but he chose a cheaper restaurant and was reluctant to let Qingfeng Spend more money.

Obviously not long ago on the phone, he still swore that he would not be late, and the way he looked so stinky made people want to spank him.

How could it be so sudden?

Also, she hasn't reached the age of losing, and she hasn't gotten used to losing, so why did it happen suddenly?Or is it just a normal life?

Or is it God's punishment for him?

Destiny cannot be changed, and the ending of Moss Ubi will eventually return to the original starting point. No matter how hard she tries, the three goddesses of fate will only laugh at her at the end.

Look, mortals dare to dream of changing their fate.

After an unknown amount of time, she raised her head expressionlessly, and stared at her palm for a while. The matter would not just be left like this.

......

"Qianfeng, are you home?"

The witch's mother called Qianfeng's name, she had just picked up Matsuda's mother from the station.

This poor woman, because her husband was drinking all day long, had worked so hard to bring up her young son. At this moment, her temples are graying, her face is haggard, her eyes have been swollen into walnuts, and her eyes are confused, like a ship that has lost its anchor. Ship, don't know where to dock.

"Here I am."

Qian Feng tidied up her emotions, changed into a set of black clothes, got in the car and headed to the funeral home.

The car window was rolled down, and the dark clouds in the sky kept gathering, layer upon layer, and the wind and rain were coming, making the air thicker. She looked at the scene outside the window with cold eyes, and kept backing away, just like the old days.

When we arrived at the funeral parlor, there was a motley crowd of people inside, most of whom were police officers.

Although Officer Matsuda usually looks cold and has a poisonous mouth, he is actually quite popular, especially the little girls, many of whom are sobbing slightly.

The corner of Qianfeng's mouth hooked weakly.

The family members followed the staff into a room where the gloomy and piercing temperature took root. Goosebumps appeared on her forearms, and the dim incandescent lamp gave off a layer of icy breath, illuminating the room covered with white cloth on the iron bed. corpse.

Matsuda's mother was almost crying so hard that she fell on top of her family, and Qianfeng silently went up and lifted the white cloth.

The curly-haired young man lay there quietly, with his hands flat on his chest, the light cast a shadow on his eye sockets, his complexion was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the blue blood vessels underneath could be seen, but he was still handsome and handsome.

He closed his eyes gently, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his expression was relaxed, without his usual arrogance, and he was as quiet as if he had fallen asleep.

Just not breathing.

"He is a hero, he saved countless people, he is our pride..."

Chihaya Hagiwara choked with sobs and talked with Mama Matsuda and the others. The sad women gathered together because they lost the most important person in their lives today.

Qian Feng didn't listen to what was said there, and quietly looked at the label next to the bed, which marked the cause of death.

[Cause of death: The energy generated by the explosion shock wave severely impacted the internal organs and muscles of the deceased, causing severe internal bleeding and then died. 】

"Xiao Qianfeng, do you want to talk to me?"

Kenji Hagiwara came up, and he watched for a long time, the girl didn't cry or make trouble, just kept silent.

Is this really good?Emotions are only simmering and you will get sick.

Chikaze could smell him when he was approaching, Hagiwara Kenji was like soaked in tobacco, but she ignored him and asked a question on her own.

"In terms of internal bleeding, do you think he was in pain when he died?"

Hagiwara Kenji was taken aback for a moment, his voice was a little choked, but then he controlled it well, "Don't do this, Qianfeng, he doesn't want to see you like this, he hopes you can live happily."

The short-haired girl sneered, and asked him in a low voice, "Second Brother Yan, are you using this to comfort yourself? You are obviously very sad. I saw that your cigarette case is empty."

The light in the eyes of this gentle young man should not be underestimated at this moment, "I am not consoling myself, I will definitely catch the prisoner and avenge him, but people cannot be resurrected after death, we must always look forward."

"If a person dies...can't he be resurrected?" The girl smiled softly.

It was pouring rain outside the window, the sky covered by dark clouds suppressed the night that was not yet dark, and the oppressive feeling of the dark clouds pressing down on the city spread over the surface. A shocking lightning bolt came from a distance at a high speed, and then the sky sent out dense thunderstorms. The sound made the whole world tremble.

"Thank you, Brother Yan, this sentence from you is actually enough."

She has no regrets and no guilt.

The girl raised her head, half of her face was illuminated, she was pale in astonishment, her eyes were lifted up, her expression was indifferent, and her golden pupils showed a bewitching color at this moment, as if she wanted to suck people in.

"But his death, I don't accept."

As if receiving an instruction, the gears of fate suddenly stopped moving, and then a reverse program was artificially set. With a ding, the gears reversed, and fate began to reverse.