See you again in Chapter 2

The two people walking in the supermarket attracted a lot of attention, which made me feel very awkward, and then looked at the calm Qinglin around me, hey...

"Oh, they're so handsome," the two girls whispered.

"Especially the delicate one, it's just the Prince Charming in my mind," one of the girls said with a blushing face.

"The one next to it is not bad, it feels very handsome, doesn't it?"

"yes, I really want to be their friend. ”

At this time, Qinglin paused, "You want to be friends, don't you?"

"Qinglin, what are you talking about?" I heard Qinglin talking and asked.

"It's okay, how about curry tonight?"

"No problem, I'm good at this..."

Wu Zhong was still chattering beside him, but Qinglin turned his head to the two girls who had just whispered. found that the girl who was being watched quickly ran away with a red face after staring at each other for a moment, "It seems that we still have to meet..."

When Qinglin was still standing in the posture he had just made, he only felt that his arm was pulled, and the whole person was pulled away.

"What's the fuss, the things have already been bought. ”

"Yes"

The two settled the account and walked slowly on the road, the figure pulled by the sunset seemed extraordinarily long, and the shadows that continued to the end of the street corner were intertwined.

With a violent shaking of "boom", it was a little more violent than the feeling of the earthquake, Qinglin's body couldn't help but lose its center of gravity, "It's okay", I hurriedly held on.

"It's nearby"

"Yes, go check it out. ”

Following the flow of people along the way, just about a kilometer or two, the tanker truck toppled over, and the flames of the spilled crude oil and frictional sparks caused the explosion. Unfortunately, it is located on the main road, which not only overturned the surrounding cars, but also injured many passers-by. Qinglin looked at the fuel tanker truck that had been burned into a fire, and the injured people around him.

"Hurry..."Before Qinglin's words could be finished, Wu Zhong had already taken out the phone to call the police and call an ambulance.

"It's so miserable", the old man next to Qinglin muttered, with a sad face. "It's obviously on well, why did it suddenly turn over?"

"yes, yes, nothing rushed out of the blue..."

Qinglin listened carefully, his mind kept thinking, but his eyes were still looking around, and he suddenly saw two familiar figures across the street, one of them was holding the other and crying, and the other seemed to be unconscious on the ground, it was just the supermarket that saw the two girls, "Hey..."

Ambulances, police cars, and fire trucks came one after another, stretchers carried away the injured people, ambulances went and came, police cars pulled up a cordon, interrogated uninjured passers-by, only the fire extinguishing was the least effective, the fire has been burning very strongly, and there is no intention to extinguish it.

"Qinglin, you see, the injured people feel a little dull-eyed, this is not my delusion. ”

"No, I found it too", indeed even if it was injured, there was a look of pain in his eyes, and now there is nothing or anything, empty, like...

Suddenly, the burning flames began to tremble greatly, Qing Lin looked carefully, there seemed to be an invisible vortex in the center of the flames, tearing the flames into a vortex and being swallowed up until they were all swallowed up. Qing Lin blinked his eyes and found that the flame was still burning, "The flame I just saw has been extinguished, it seems that the 'fire' has been released...", Qing Lin looked coldly at the flame that had not disappeared, and frowned.

Then, unexpectedly, the flames were quickly extinguished, and the crowd gradually dispersed, except for the police who were dealing with the scene.

"Let's go back too", I looked at Qinglin next to him.

Even the strongest person can't help but blend into this sad environment when he sees the wounded all over the ground, and no one will pay attention to whether people's eyes are dull, why the flame has not been extinguished for so long, and many more small problems that no one can see.

Answering Qinglin's residence, after Wu Zhong said a few words related to the explosion just now, this question was not brought up again until a few days after the fact.

The noon sun lazily released its heat, I came to Qinglin's house, and was about to open the door softly, when I heard the phone ringing from the house, "Qinglin definitely didn't answer...", I sighed heavily, opened the door and walked in, and saw Qinglin sitting on the balcony in a daze.

"Your phone is ringing," I leaned against the wall and looked at the thin figure with his back to him.

"I know"

"You know? It's your mother's again?"

"The family of the deceased in this incident..."

"...", I couldn't answer, I didn't know what to say. "I saw the TV report, 7 people died..."

"Really, I'm afraid it's more..."

"How do you know", Wu Zhong looked at Qinglin with some horror, could it be that there are more people who have died...

"You'll find out slowly..."

At the wrong time, the phone rang again, "Is it really okay not to answer?

"Memories, it shouldn't be said that memories are not such simple things, haven't you already tasted what it tastes like?" Qinglin turned his head sideways, as if looking at the direction of my weight, but his excessively long hair covered it, and he still didn't see Qinglin's current expression.

"There will always be people who are determined and different from me." ”

"Are you strong-willed?"

Another phone rang, as if there had been no interruption in the middle, I thought that Qinglin still wouldn't answer, but Qinglin suddenly stood up and walked to the telephone.

"Hey..."

“…”

"I Am"

“…”

"Yes, the price..."

“…”

"Okay, then you can set a time and place for the meeting. ”

“…”

"Got it"

Hanging up the phone, Qinglin looked at me who was still standing on the balcony, looking at him in surprise.

"How"

"Do you know who hit it?"

"How is that possible?"

"That's the phone call you like?"

"Who knows..."

Qinglin wanted to walk back to the room, but suddenly stood and thought for a while, "The day after tomorrow, you don't use it."

"What?" Ishige was confused by the sudden remark, "Oh, got it." Watching Qinglin slowly walk back to his room, Wuzhong suddenly remembered what he had forgotten, "Qinglin, you haven't eaten yet!"

I saw Qinglin turn his head and look at him helplessly, is it okay to think like this?

In the evening, Qinglin sat in his room and recalled the phone call he received at noon.

"Hey..."

“… Hey, excuse me... Are you 'remembering'?"

"I Am"

"I, I'm Amy... My friend before... Died a few days ago... (Sobbing starts to surface), I heard you can use my memories to print her, all that Fei Yun and my friends are with me in the book, and then you can imagine..."

"Yes, the price..."

"The price is no problem, our family has always given me a lot of money, and I have saved a lot of it myself, not enough for me to ask my parents for. ”

"Okay, then you can set a time and place for the meeting. ”

"Well... So... The day after tomorrow, in the fountain in the central square..."

"Got it"

Qinglin looked at the bright but slightly pale moonlight outside the window, and inexplicably raised the corners of his mouth, "After all, we still have to meet... It's a pity that the way is a little cruel..."