Chapter 7: Loss

Since the exam incident, Yun Qianmian has never looked for Yang Yixiao again.

A few more days passed, and on the weekend, Yun Qianmian was walking on the street.

Now, according to him, it has been a month since he came to this world, and his spiritual sense has recovered a small part, and he can now sense the approximate location of that thing. I'm here to try my luck.

Just around here, Yun Qianmian was feeling with his heart and looking for it, when a large and small figure came into his eyes.

It was Yang Yixiao, she was squatting at the mouth of an alley, touching the stray cat that was happily eating, Yun Qianmian still couldn't see the emotion in his eyes, but she smiled shallowly, Yun Qianmian had never seen her like this, she was wearing a white, white short-sleeved top, white knee-length pants, and a pair of white small cloth shoes, spotless white corresponded to her white and flawless skin, but it was in stark contrast to the jet-black hair and eyes, coupled with a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, Yun Qianmian, felt as if he was an angel, and when he saw her, not only the fatigue on her body, but also the mental fatigue disappeared in that instant.

Yun Qianmian couldn't help but walk in front of her.

And Yang Yixiao only felt that there was one more person as soon as the light in front of her dimmed, she glanced at Yun Qianmian lightly, and then withdrew her gaze.

"I said why the weather was cloudless just now, and now it's cloudy, it turns out that you came, it's really unfortunate."

Yun Qianmian thought that she was just sarcastic about him, but he glanced at the sky and found that the sky, which had been cloudless just now, had really become cloudy, and the people on the street didn't know where to go, and it was empty. The wind grew stronger, and the branches rustled.

"Is there anything wrong with you? I'm going to leave if it's all right. Yang Yixiao stood up, took the cat food bag, and looked at him.

"Nope." Yun Qianmian subconsciously told the truth. By the time he could react, she was already far away.

This little girl really said she would leave. Depending on the weather, it's going to rain soon, and it's time to go back. Looking for that thing can only depend on luck, not rush, wait until next time.

Just as Yun Qianmian was about to go back, there was a sudden sound of sudden braking behind him, as well as the sound of heavy objects being hit. Yun Qianmian turned around and was stunned.

Light rain fell from the sky, small raindrops fell to the ground, and Yang Yixiao sat on the ground with dull eyes. In front of him was a car that had been stopped, and under the tires of the car was a pool of blood, and a black thing, Yun Qianmian took a closer look and found that this was the stray cat just now, the stray cat at this time was no longer as lively as just now, it lay on the ground and did not move.

The driver had already gotten out of the car, saw Yang Yixiao sitting on the ground, and hurriedly went to check whether Yang Yixiao was injured, and when he saw that Yang Yixiao was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the car, and prepared to leave.

Just as the driver started the accelerator and was about to drive away, Yang Yixiao suddenly stood in front of the car, spread his hands, and said, "Wait a minute, didn't you see that you just hit a stray cat?" ”

He poked his head out of the window of the car and said, "See, so what?" It's just a stray cat. ”

"But that's a life!" Yang Yixiao said in a trembling voice.

"What can it be if it's a life, there are a lot of stray cats in this world, and there are many dead in a corner that no one knows, do you have to take care of it?" The driver waved his hand impatiently, "Little girl, get out of the way, it's going to rain heavily now, and I'm in a hurry to go home and collect my clothes." ”

But Yang Yixiao didn't move.

"It's unbelievable." The driver let the car bypass Yang Yixiao and drove away.

Yang Yixiao stood on the road in such a daze, the rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops of beans smashed on Yang Yixiao's face, at this time, she came back to her senses.

Yun Qianmian stood not far away and watched. Watching Yang Yixiao's trembling hands slowly and gently put the dead stray cat in her arms, she panicked, like a lost child. At this moment, she saw Yun Qianmian, looked at him expressionlessly, suddenly turned around, and ran away.