Chapter 745: Terminally Ill
"It's something, don't run around," Lan Qi instructed, and when he saw Han Yu nodding blankly, he turned around and left.
Looking at Lan Qi's back as he left, and finally completely blended into the crowd, at that moment, Han Yu's heart was suddenly surrounded by a touch of unease.
Stretching out his hand to cover his heart, he seemed to be a little cold and weak, and the food in his hand gradually became tasteless, and he began to regret why he didn't leave with Lan Qi.
Regret doesn't help, and there are some things that can never be prevented from happening by regret.
On this side, Lan Qi found the place where he was sitting, an abandoned factory, as Aix had said.
As soon as she got out of the car, she was greeted by the dust kicked up by the wind, and Lan Qi couldn't understand why a patient would stay in such a place.
In order to die early? Or is it for the convenience of burying?
Aix, "......"
The ground was covered with fine stones, and if she wasn't careful, she could easily twist her foot, and Lan Qi should be glad that she was wearing flat shoes today.
In the abandoned factory, there are several abandoned furnaces in the open air, and the iron shelves have long been rusted in the wind and sun, and they will make a 'creaking' sound when the wind blows.
People want to be on guard at any time if they will accidentally be hit on the head.
The further you went, the quieter it became, and there was nothing unpleasant except for the smell of dust.
After Lan Qi walked in, a low-key black sedan stopped outside the abandoned factory, and after thinking about it, the people in the car still got down and walked in according to the road Lan Qi had just walked.
The factory was not very dark, the skylights at the upper ends of the walls were open, or because it had not been managed for too long, the glass had been broken, and the cold north wind poured in, but it blew away the warmth.
There are also all kinds of weird graffiti on the surrounding walls, and since they must be some years old, many of them have faded and blurred to be clear.
And in the center, the man stood with his back to Lan Qi, and his figure seemed to be thinner than before.
"I'm coming," Lan Qi paused, quietly looking at the people not far away.
The man heard the movement, and then he turned around, revealing his pale face, which seemed to have lost some blood on his lips, and whose smile was sickly weak.
"Lan Qi," this was the first time that Ax had called Lan Qi's name in a straight voice, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was weird.
Lan Qi didn't have the slightest fear, took a few steps forward, and quietly stared at the man's face, "Terminally ill?" ”
Lan Qi did not shy away from saying such words in front of a patient, but Ax did not mean to be annoyed, but just smiled and nodded.
Seeing it again, it was with a different mood, complicated, looking at the delicate and familiar face of the woman in front of him, Ax was always unwilling to face the strange feelings in his heart.
Even if he perceives it, after all, he will not admit it.
The man raised his head slightly, and looked away from the person in front of him, "You know, why did I let you do this?" ”
"To kill me?" Lan Qi laughed.
She couldn't think of any other answer than that.
Lan Qi's words made the smile on Aix's face deeper, "Sure enough, the only person who knows me in the world is you." ”。
"Ever since the world has changed, I've been thinking, maybe this is a kind of destined, it's fate, we are people from the same world," the man's face seemed to be much more energetic than before, telling his inner guesses and thoughts.