No matter how much people pray, night will fall. The four of them curled up in the luxurious leather sofa with the cannon head, lit a candle, and by the faint light, finished a meal of noodles that were no longer cooked with instant noodle seasoning. After today's events, everyone's mood is a little low. Ye Fan wondered if her parents in the distance would be able to survive until she went back, or if she went to the Beihai base like everyone else, or if she was like most people in this world, she gave up her life before she could react to what was going on.

"Fei Qian, isn't it, if you don't look at the meteor, you won't become a zombie." Ye Fan lowered his voice and tried to make his voice appear normal. Today's incident on the cannon head has a big impact on her, and she didn't feel it because she was busy dealing with the birds, but now she is idle, thinking of the paternal love of the cannon head, and she can't help but think of her parents. Ye Fan now regrets his choice to work in a big city with an iron heart. The parents only have one daughter, and they always think that there is still a long time to do their filial piety for the second elder, but they didn't expect that the plan will never catch up with the changes.

"I don't know." Fei Qian fiddled with the glass bottle in his hand, he knew what the answer Ye Fan wanted to hear, but he had no way to lie to her. During this time, Ye Fan has been trying hard to convince herself that her parents are still alive, and it is not easy for everyone to break it, although there is this possibility, but this possibility is really not big. Today's incident may be a good opportunity to prepare mentally as soon as possible, so as not to get the unsatisfactory results when the time = one = this = read = novel xstxt and wait for the collapse.

Ye Fan lowered his head, avoiding the dim light of the candle, and bit his lip vigorously to prevent himself from crying. The reason why she asked Fei Qian was nothing more than to find some psychological comfort from others, in fact, she herself knew that the chances of her parents living were very small, and she had to face this reality as she had always been optimistic.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Ye Fan really didn't want to cry in front of the other three people, so he had to avoid it. Running around for days, standing on the line of life and death several times, Ye Fan has always been very strong, but this strength is in exchange for trying his best to suppress the fear in his heart.

Yang Qing wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wang Meng. "Let her cry alone for a while, just vent it." Since Yang Qing recovered, this was the first time that Wang Meng did not speak in a joking tone. Yang Qing sat down obediently and snuggled up to Wang Meng's side. Among the three people, only Ye Fan has been under the pressure of the possible death of his parents, constantly hovering between hope and despair. Wang Meng didn't know what his father and mother looked like, Yang Qing's parents also settled in the ground shortly after Yang Jing's accident, as for Fei Qian, his father was exactly the same.

Ye Fan's crying lingered in the ears of the three people, Fei Qian didn't need to sense Ye Fan's emotions and knew that she was very fragile now.

"Fei Qian, aren't you going to take a look at the leaves?" Wang Mengmo held his partner's hand and asked Feiqian.

"Why don't you go?"

"I have the master, my family Qingqing is still here, you should go. We will all comfort men, not women. Wang Meng returned to that joking tone, he really wanted to make these two people together, and when this kind of performance came, of course, he had to be humble.

Fei Qian got up helplessly, took the candle on the table, and followed Ye Fan's voice and walked over. Anyway, Wang Meng and Yang Qing don't need this candle, Fei Qian thought to himself, maybe he took the candle and was stupid.

Fei Qian was right, Wang Meng was really happy at this time, there was no light, and there were no two big light bulbs Ye Fan and Fei Qian, although he couldn't do anything to his Qingqing, but it was still okay to rub some oil. Feeling Wang Meng's dishonesty, Yang Qing pushed him hard, "The two of them are still over there!" What are you doing! Yang Qing asked with some embarrassment.

"What are you afraid of, as long as you don't make a sound, it's dark here, they don't know." Wang Meng put his hand into Yang Qing's clothes, and his mouth also found Yang Qing's earlobe, and began to tease.

"You! Rogue! Yang Qing was trembling by Wang Meng, and wanted to refuse, but his body unconsciously stuck to it.

"I'm a hooligan, don't you like hooligans?" Wang Meng accurately blocked Yang Qing's mouth in the dark, and at the same time, the movements of his hands became more and more provocative.

On one side is the infinite spring, and on the other side is the bleak wind and rain. Fei Qian took the candle and found Ye Fan, who was squatting in the corner at the end of the corridor crying, and quietly walked over and sat beside her. It was impossible for Fei Qian to say words to comfort Ye Fan, he could only stay by his side quietly when she felt sad.

Ye Fan did not refuse, people are like this, they need the company of a person when they are vulnerable. It's not about love, it's just a way for people to support each other.

"Fei Qian, my parents still have a chance to survive, right?" Ye Fan finally calmed down and asked Feiqian with some pleading.

"As a researcher, I don't believe in miracles, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist." The candle in Fei Qian's hand was about to burn out, so Ye Fan hurriedly made another one and lit it.

"Hopefully this miracle will happen to me." Ye Fan said in a somewhat hoarse voice crying, "When I first went to college in other places, my parents rarely called me, and I always felt that they were actually very used to being around me, but later I learned that in fact, they were worried that I couldn't sleep all night long. Later, after graduating from college, I didn't think about going back to honor their two elders, thinking that after four years, they would have long been accustomed to my absence. But now, I may not have a chance to be filial. If I could find them again, I would definitely say sorry to them, but I had been thinking only about myself after they had raised me for so many years. The warm light of the candle shone on Ye Fan's face, and the red and swollen eyes that were crying and the reddened nose made Fei Qian's heart feel like something was gently shaken, a little tight, a little painful.

"If you can find you, you will double your filial piety to them, and even if you can't, you must be strong and live happily."

"I will, my parents taught me to be strong and optimistic at all times. It's a big deal, it's a big deal, I will be their daughter again in the next life, and I will definitely honor them many times more. ”

"Live this life well, I believe this is your parents' greatest wish." Fei Qian handed a tissue to Ye Fan, who began to drop golden beans again.

"Good. Anyway, since I'm still alive, I'm going to try to live! Ye Fan squeezed out a smile and said to Fei Qian, "Let's go, let's go back, what if you take away all the candles Wang Meng and Yang Qing inside?" ”

"I think we'd better go back later." Fei Qian released his perception very immorally just now, and felt a different pleasant feeling, so of course he knew what those two people were doing.

"Why?" Ye Fan asked a little puzzled.

"Because if you go back now, Wang Meng will be dissatisfied and resentful of you for several days."

Ye Fan wanted to ask why, but suddenly understood that the dissatisfaction that Fei Qian said was not the meaning of dissatisfaction. Suddenly, two red clouds climbed on his face. As a housegirl in the new era, Ye Fan knows the best and has read a lot of novels, and of course she knows what Wang Meng and Yang Qing are doing. But reading a novel is one thing, and in reality it's another. Don't look at Ye Fan, he knows a lot, but he has no practical experience, and the most popular thing is to cheer with his boyfriend in college before. She is a typical person who speaks boldly and is conservative physically and mentally.

"Hehe, that's it, then we'll go back later, later." Ye Fan laughed twice awkwardly, and kept greeting Wang Meng in his heart, blaming him for being anxious. How embarrassing it was for her to be non-modest.

"Can you change the shape of an object?" Fei Qian took out a silver dinner knife from his pocket and handed it to Ye Fan.

"I don't know, I haven't tried, but it should be possible, I can make qualitative changes, and this amount of change doesn't make sense." Extraordinary put the dinner knife in the palm of his hand, trying to change its shape, and quickly calculated the changes to be made in his brain, and soon, a silver scalpel appeared in Ye Fan's palm.

Fei Qian took it with satisfaction, "Yezi, you are really getting more and more popular with me, you know what I want." ”

"It's easy to guess, don't you sigh all day long that you don't have tools? The closest image of this dinner knife to the tool you used before is a scalpel. Ye Fan felt that sometimes Fei Qian was still a very simple person, he was a very well-behaved person, in the laboratory, there must be a fixed number of where to put something, and he would never make a mistake. In this way, not only can he know where everything is, but others will also know it, and he can read it at a glance.

"Does it consume a lot of energy?" Fei Qian rubbed the scalpel that he hadn't held for a long time, and his mood was a little better.

"What do you think? You must have been testing it just now. Ye Fan knew that Fei Qian, who liked to get to the bottom of everything, knew that as long as conditions permitted, he would keep collecting intelligence.

"I didn't feel a very large fluctuation in energy. But I don't know if my perception can be used as a reference for your energy expenditure. ”

"It's basically accurate, it's much easier to change the appearance than to change the essence."

"Okay, he still has a lot of knives at home, give me a few more tomorrow."

"What are you doing? What do you want to do so much? ”

"That's it." Fei Qian threw out the scalpel in his hand and instantly inserted it into the wall, and then with a wave of Fei Qian's hand, the knife flew back again.

"You can still control the metal?" Ye Fan asked in surprise.

"No, I just tied the knife with a thread, and you didn't notice it just now, so you mistakenly thought I would be in control." Fei Qian played with the knife in his hand, thinking about what kind of weapon he would ask Ye Fan to make in the future. His line is not only a sharp weapon, but also sticks to objects and thus manipulates them.

"Okay, I'll do it for you tomorrow." Ye Fan also understood the use of non-humble abilities, and I had to say that if he had non-modest abilities, he would definitely not be able to use them so well. The usefulness of the ability is not only related to strength, but also to creativity, like Fei Qian, as long as he doesn't pay attention, it is impossible to know that he does not have the ability to manipulate objects, but the condensation line.

After that, the two didn't say anything more, and after a while, Ye Fan, who was crying, fell asleep against the wall. Fei Qian stretched out his hand, and the sleeping Ye Fan leaned on his shoulder, and then began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The night passed quietly.