Chapter Twenty-Three: What Will Save You, My Sister?

When Zhang Wei returned to the flower shop, there were only three or two kittens left in the shop. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The "strong man" brought by Sister Zhang, the girl from her relative's house, had already left, and after she settled the accounts for the last two couples, she went to the door, turned over the "open" sign on the glass door, showing the glow-in-the-dark "close", and the flower shop closed.

"Sit down and rest for a while!" Sister Zhang's forehead was covered with fine sweat, wetting her bangs. Obviously, she was also tired from the busy business just now.

She took out a can of ice cola from the Xiaoice cabinet and handed it to Zhang Wei: "Quench your thirst first, sister will cook noodles for you." ”

"No need sister, I'll go back and do it myself, you're also tired today, go home and rest first." Zhang Wei said with concern, Sister Zhang is his benefactor, and she came to help others sell flowers, and in his opinion, it is not even a "repayment", it is just a gesture.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Sister Zhang glared at Zhang Wei, and then asked a little strangely: "What's wrong? Why don't you even look at me from the time you entered the house just now? Is it because I have dirty things on my face, or because the flowers are not selling well, and I don't want to go? I see that your basket is empty, and you can't sell it cheaply in the end, right? It's okay, sister doesn't blame you!"

Talking to herself, Sister Zhang didn't change her ancient costume, but directly put another layer of apron on the outside of the skirt, and walked into the inner room of the flower shop, where there was a small kitchen.

Zhang Wei didn't dare to look at Sister Zhang, of course, not because of the sale of flowers, but because his ability was upgraded not long ago, and he could see the balance of people's lifespan, and it was a "passive ability", at least for now, he couldn't take the initiative to "turn off" this ability for the time being, that is, he was afraid to see Sister Zhang's longevity.

Similar to the mood of "closer to home, more timid", Sister Zhang is Zhang Wei's closest person in this city, and he is afraid that if he sees that Sister Zhang's Yang Shou has not long left, it will be too uncomfortable.

He picked up the gangsters and ruffians without mercy, he was very heavy, and his methods were also very "inferior", and he was not "above board" at all, because those ruffians were not only strangers, but also wanted to extort his money, and if they didn't give it, they wanted to beat people and rob them directly;

But for the people he really cares about, Zhang Wei is definitely extremely protective and enthusiastic, whether it is the past, the present, or the future, until eternity.

One sentence to describe his person:

The grace of a meal will be compensated by Jinshan, and the hatred of the eyes will be repaid a hundredfold!

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Soon, there was a pungent fragrance wafting out of the kitchen, and Zhang Wei had already turned off the "super sense of smell" and lowered it to the level of ordinary humans, but Sister Zhang's craftsmanship was there, even if there were still some unsold flowers on the surrounding flower stands, it couldn't hide the fragrance of noodles wafting out of the kitchen.

"Coo!" Smelling the fragrance of the face, Zhang Wei's stomach instantly "rebelled", and he kept drinking Coke to prevent saliva from coming out.

Zhang Wei slept from last night to this afternoon, and was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back before he came to Sister Zhang's place, and then he went out to sell flowers directly.

A can of Coke quickly went down to his stomach, but not only did he not feel a little relieved, he didn't even burp, as if the Coke he drank just now was just an illusion - the iced carbonated drink entered the warm stomach and quickly released carbon dioxide, and ordinary people drank a can of iced Coke in one go, and they would burp somewhat, or at least feel full, but Zhang Wei didn't have it at all, as if even the carbon dioxide had been digested by him.

"Could it be that you are so hungry?" Zhang Wei muttered to himself, this was the first time he had ingested something from his mouth since his resurrection, and his physical fitness had far surpassed that of ordinary humans, and his digestive system had also become stronger, beyond the scope of human beings, in fact, it was not surprising.

"Come and eat noodles" Sister Zhang came over with a big bowl of noodles and put it on the cash register, "There is no other table here, just sit here and eat." ”

Zhang Wei walked over with his head down, pulled over the stool, grabbed the chopsticks and bured his head in jerk.

"Hey, slow down, no one is robbing you...... Really, you don't have bulimia after losing weight, do you? I'm telling you, it's easy for fat to rebound...... Hey, slow down, there's still something in the pot!" Sister Zhang couldn't laugh or cry, but seeing Zhang Wei's fragrant eating was the greatest respect for her cooking skills, and she was very happy.

"Rumbling" Zhang Wei ate a bowl of noodles, holding a big bowl and drinking the noodle soup cleanly, and the moment he put down the bowl, he was unexpectedly pinched by Sister Zhang's cheeks with both hands.

"I said, what's the matter with you? If you have anything on your mind, tell your sister that life is difficult again, and you want to borrow money? Look into your sister's eyes and tell me. Sister Zhang looked serious.

Zhang Wei was defenseless against Sister Zhang, and he didn't expect her to have such a move, so she succeeded - Zhang Wei saw Sister Zhang's bright eyes, and also saw the words floating above her head:

"Zhang Manlin, 24 years old, level 1 lifeform, 8 days, 1 hour, 17 minutes and 24 seconds. ”

"Click!"

At the moment of seeing "8 days", the two chopsticks in Zhang Wei's hands were directly pinched off by his strange force, and he stood up with a "soaring", his eyes widened, and his lips trembled, as if he couldn't even breathe.

On the chest in the T-shirt, the swastika that had turned black was tilted to the right, and all the muscles, bones, organs, and even blood in the whole body all roared, emitting a movement like a volcanic eruption that only Zhang Wei himself could hear!

This is extremely vigorous blood, so strong that all the roses in the flower shop are affected, as if they have returned to their own branches, and it is as if they are "blooming for the second time"!

The rose wants to drip blood, and Zhang Wei's heart is also going to bleed.

8 days? Sister Zhang will die in 8 days?

But why?

Sister Zhang has been practicing martial arts all year round and is in good health, not to mention seriously ill, she doesn't even have a cold, and it is impossible for her to die of illness in just 8 days.

Sister Zhang has a cheerful personality, her parents died early, she is single, she will not be hit in terms of family affection and love, and the flower shop is also thriving, safe and stable, so she is even less likely to commit suicide.

Then it can only be "natural disasters" and "man-made disasters".

"Natural disasters" are impossible, most of the people he saw along the way are locals, if there is a major earthquake or something like natural disasters in 8 days, many people should die in 8 days, but in fact, the life span of passers-by is different, and each has its own end.

A "man-made accident" would mean murder, a car accident, or some other accident.

In an instant, Zhang Wei's mind analyzed a lot of possibilities, he did not repay his great kindness, and he must not accept Sister Zhang's untimely death.

"MD! Is this Yangshou number predestined? No, whether it is predestined or not, I have to go against the sky!" Zhang Wei made up his mind.

"Xiaowei, Xiaowei, hey, what nerves are you having?" Zhang Wei heard Sister Zhang's eager voice and felt that his body was being shaken, and then he realized that he was in a daze again.

"Why are you staring at me? and folding my chopsticks?" Sister Zhang saw that Zhang Wei had come to her senses, breathed a sigh of relief, and complained: "I said that you should go out to sell flowers well, and as soon as you come back, all kinds of abnormalities will scare me to death, it won't be an evil spirit, right?"

"Sister Zhang, can I help in your store all the time?" asked Zhang Wei.

"Hey, what should I do, you kid was shocked, you kid held back for so long, wouldn't it be over if you said no? Is it a job lost again? It doesn't matter, sister, this flower shop can afford to hire you, you can stay as long as you want!" Sister Zhang replied generously.

"Uh...... In addition, I have another request......" Zhang Wei touched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, and stopped talking.

"Say, what's the matter? Borrow money? I don't want the money you sell tonight, how much do you have to tell my sister," Sister Zhang said, "Manly man, don't talk in a hurry, who doesn't have a difficult time?"

"No, I mean...... I want to eat and live with you......" Zhang Wei wants to stay with Sister Zhang at any time, no matter what happens, he can save people. But he couldn't say anything anymore, because this time it wasn't him who was staring, but his sister Zhang:

"Good boy, you're selling flowers outside, and you've been stimulated by couples, aren't you? Tut-tut, Sichun, the idea hit your sister?" Sister Zhang was so arrogant that her face turned a little red when she said this: "But you can't be so straightforward, right? If you want to confess, you're not as anxious as you, no wonder you've been single for so many years!"