Qingwen thought to herself, Baoyu had already left anyway, and beauty and ugliness no longer mattered.

He closed his eyes before his hood was cut by a sharp knife.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and he couldn't understand why the sixth didn't cut the blade to his cheek.

I don't know how long it took, the beads of sweat on my cheeks cooled and soon became extremely cold.

Then, a scream was heard, followed by the sound of a knife falling to the ground, followed by another scream.

Before Qingwen opened her eyes, she reached out and touched her cheek.

Sure it's Khan. Not their own blood.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught the eye was Baoyu trembling on the side of the I-beam.

On the ground, the sixth child was holding his right foot and rolling in pain, and the knife that was against his face just now was stuck in the instep.

"Xiaolei, why are you here?"

Baoyu didn't know if she was scared stupid or frozen stupid, her eyes were straight and her eyes were blank, and she still stood there shivering.

Qingwen's hand stretched out to the knife suddenly withdrew, looked at the miserable old six and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

The sixth shook his head in pain, muttering indistinctly, "Spare me!"

This sixth brother is also the eldest brother of this faction, what is it that scares him like this - the knife in his hand can pierce his own foot?!

Qingwen suddenly thought of the big black umbrella.

The umbrella is still firmly tethered to the back.

The cold didn't abate, and she must not have gone far.

At this time, the moon is approaching the middle of the sky.

Looking at the frightened Baoyu, Qing Wenkong sighed and helped her out of the factory.

Not long after they left, the sixth brother's brother arrived at the factory.

"Sixth uncle, who did it?"

"There's something wrong with that umbrella, you have to ...... it"

Before the sixth child could say the second half of his sentence, he fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Until this group of people carried the sixth child away, the cold in the factory area had not completely dissipated.

Later, Lao Liu and his brothers never appeared in the mountain city again, just like Chen Facai, who disappeared twelve years ago, and no one knew where they went.

......

After that night, grandma found that Xiaoxin had changed, and he was no longer okay so he stood in front of the window and looked at Beixinqiao in a daze.

No one could restore the original appearance of the night's events, and Qingwen only heard the voice.

He didn't talk about what the sixth child saw, and later, he only said that: "There is a problem with the umbrella."

Grandma didn't ask about Xiaoxin's changes, she just observed silently.

One day, Qingwen came back from outside and found Baoyu sitting on the sofa chatting with her grandmother as before.

Their conversation came to an abrupt end with his presence.

"I'm going out for a walk!" Grandma gave Qingwen a look and got up to leave.

"I'm here to see the umbrella and ...... A story about you and her. Baoyu got up and said.

Qingwen didn't say anything, his expression was calm.

Pouring himself a glass of water, he sat down on the separate single couch.

"We've only met once, and I'm as strange to her as you are. ”

The sun in the deep winter of the mountain town is precious.

A ray of sunlight fell on the water glass, which was very clean.

The room was quiet, and the heat in the cup stretched upwards unrestrainedly.

The shadow of Baoyu's short hair is printed on the side of the water glass.

The picture is not intoxicating, and Qingwen is still very self-absorbed.

This is the situation that has often occurred in Qingwen's mind since that night, and sometimes, it takes grandma and mother to shout several times to wake him up from his trance.

The heat in the cup is getting smaller and smaller, and it is almost invisible...... Baoyu finally couldn't help it and asked, "The umbrella?"

The black umbrella was placed in front of him, and the picture of that night instantly appeared in front of Baoyu's eyes.

A cloud of white gas rose from behind Qingwen, and then the temperature began to plummet.

Baoyu, who was standing behind the I-beam, trembled and poked his head out of the neatly stacked "mountain of materials".

She will never forget that face.

The white gas surrounded Qingwen and Lao Liu, and the temperature dropped to the extreme......

Baoyu began to tremble, and she had no impression of what happened next.

But she remembered that face vividly, and she had often dreamed of that face for the past ten days or so.

"Xiaolei, Xiaolei, what did you think of?"

Baoyu, who was woken up, looked at Qingwen with a pale face.

After half a ring, Baoyu began to speak: "No, no, that face is iron-blue, like a dead corpse." ”

The black umbrella opened, Baoyu was under the umbrella, and the hole was overhead.

In the hole is the ceiling of Qingwen's house, which is very different from what she imagined.

She put away her black umbrella with some disappointment.

The moment she closed the umbrella, she saw a magical scene.

Baoyu took the umbrella away, she glanced at the ceiling again, then opened the black umbrella again, and slowly closed it again.

A long, rapidly rotating tunnel appeared in the hole of the black umbrella, and tens of thousands of colorful streamers circulated around the tunnel.

Soon, Baoyu's whole body was wrapped in these streamers.

Qingwen watched as her feet slowly left the ground.

The whole room began to flip.

Everything in the room was ruthlessly crushed and twisted by a mysterious force.

The glass began to levitate and flip in front of you.

The water in the cup broke away from the shackles of the cup and turned into a large bubble that was always changing.

Looking back at Baoyu, her whole body has been sucked in by the big black umbrella.

Qingwen grabbed one of her feet at the last moment.

......

After a long journey of light, the two came to a wasteland.

There was a group of people standing in the wasteland.

The group all focused their eyes on a girl in white.

She looked in the direction of Qingwen and Baoyu.

The crowd moved out of the way, and the girl walked this way, and everyone looked this way.

Qingwen held Baoyu's hand tightly, and she didn't have time to look at her surroundings.

He was surprised to find that the old man behind the girl was Chen Dacai, who jumped off the Beixin Bridge twelve years ago to save people.

The sixth and his brother were also spotted in the crowd.

"Is that her?" asked Baoyu softly.

Qingwen nodded, took Baoyu's hand and walked towards her.

"It's here!" Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Where is this?" Baoyu asked before Qingwen could speak.

"In that glass of water you pour yourself, in one drop of water, to be exact. ”

At this time, Qingwen noticed that the sky was transparent, with no clouds and no blue undertones.

On the wasteland is a rambling dog's tail grass.

"We call it the Furry Dog here, and it's the only presence in this space. ”

Qingwen only then thought that the dog's tail grass is also called the hairy dog, which is Baoyu's favorite thing.

"What about you?" asked Baoyu, throwing away the two dog-tail grasses in her hand, uneasy.

"We don't belong here, it's just your world. ”

As he spoke, everyone vanished.

Baoyu began to crouch on the ground and began to cry.

It was the first time he had seen her cry so hard.

"It turns out that the world I've always longed for is so lonely, and I don't like it here. ”

As soon as Baoyu's words fell, a hole was rotten in the sky.

Darkness spreads rapidly along the edge of the hole.

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