116. First contact with a person suspected of being reborn
There was nothing to say all night, and Jiang Yanyi got up very early the next day, but he got up from the bed on time at half past seven in the morning, and then pushed Luo Baiqiu, who was sleeping deeply, next to him.
Because they were back at home, they wouldn't do anything intimate, so even if they were woken up like this, Luo Baiqiu was not particularly unhappy.
She rubbed her eyes and stretched out her arms to Jiang Yanyi coquettishly.
Jiang Xianyi picked up the slender girl by the waist with understanding, and gently helped the other party comb her bangs before putting down the other party.
This is the way to wake up that Luo Baiqiu dreamed of a long time ago, but in her previous life, she was too tall, and this set of actions was not easy to do.
But now it's different, she's slender and petite, and she looks very protective.
To some extent, Luo Baiqiu can be regarded as realizing his wish.
It's still a little younger!
The second elder also got up early in the morning, and Jiang Liheng was sitting in his small electric wheelchair and walking around the house.
He plans to sit here for a while and go out for a walk, it's a good day, I haven't been with a few old friends for a long time, and I have to show off today.
Whatever he thought of, the old man drank the soy milk, and then shouted at Jiang Yanyi: "Come and help." ā
There is still a threshold at the door, and the electric wheelchair is good for everything, but there is no function of automatically crossing the threshold.
Jiang Xianyi was biting on the pancake bun, and after hearing his father's voice, he put down the set in his hand and got up to go over. Ļww. five(8)(1)б0.°CÅμ
"What are you doing here?"
"Why are you going? Can't I go out for a walk? ā
"You're still restless with these legs, can't you stay at home honestly?"
"Go, go, carry me out."
If Lao Tzu can listen to his son, then he is not Jiang Liheng.
Luo Baiqiu also walked over with a fritter, which is commonly known as a confectionery here in Jincheng.
"Let Dad go out for a walk, the doctor said that more sun exposure is also good for recovery."
"Did you hear that, Bai Qiu came to take a hand and help me lift this up."
The old man raised his eyebrows proudly, and his daughter-in-law stood on his side to make him feel that he was particularly face-saving, and then excitedly supported the armrest of the wheelchair and prepared to get up and stand up.
This time, Jiang Xianyi didn't have a move, he pressed his father's shoulder, lifted it up with a wheelchair, and carried it out of the door.
"Do you have your phone?"
"Ah, I'm just a broken leg and I'm not half-paralyzed, so I'm not so worried, if you're busy, hurry up and go yourself."
The corners of Jiang Yanyi's mouth twitched, but he also had a way to treat the old man.
"Okay, Bai Qiu, go and call Hanqiu, let's get ready to go back."
"Wait a minute, you can just go, Bai Qiu and Hanqiu can go again tomorrow."
The quarrel between father and son, her daughter-in-law, must not be mixed in, but it is no problem to watch the excitement.
"And you're going to send them both then?"
"You come and pick it up!"
In terms of unreasonableness, it depends on the old father.
The speechless Jiang Xianyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, watching his father control the electric wheelchair to the elevator, and went downstairs after a while.
Now the house was completely quiet, Shi Li saw her wife sneaking out to play, and she chose to go out to chat with her little sisters.
Except for Jiang Hanqiu, who was still sleeping, there were only Jiang Yanyi and Luo Baiqiu who were eating breakfast at home.
Eight o'clock was not early, plus the one-hour time difference, and today was Saturday, so Jiang Yanyi took out the number that Luo Baiqiu sent him yesterday.
He looked down at his phone, then at Luo Baiqiu, who was curled up on the sofa for breakfast, and after a second of silence, he asked, "How should I introduce myself?" ā
"Uh... Doesn't it work to just say that the phone call I got from Qinglan? ā
"It won't bother your friends, and... Does Li Qinglan have any thoughts about others? ā
"She chased the boy for three years, still on the premise that the other party has a girlfriend."
"Huh? That Li Qinglan? ā
Jiang Xianyi's worldview has a violent shock, which is... Know three when three?
It's not good.
"What do you think, she didn't do anything to destroy other people's feelings, she was just wishful thinking, and people made it clear that she had a girlfriend."
Outsiders can't evaluate whether this matter is right or wrong, and even she, Li Qinglan's friend, can't say whether Li Qinglan's approach is right or wrong.
But... How to put it, pestering someone who has a girlfriend is indeed not a friendly act.
Luo Baiqiu is very double-standard, if this kind of thing is done by her friend, she will stand on her friend's side, but if it is someone else, she will turn into a god keyboard warrior.
She understands the truth of helping relatives and not helping them.
"Are you sure you won't be embarrassed, then?"
"Well, although they have a strange relationship, they are very good friends, I can be sure of that."
With Luo Baiqiu's words, Jiang Xianyi did not hesitate anymore.
He dialed the number, which was obviously not domestic, and after a few seconds of thinking, a warm male voice rang on the other side of the phone.
"Hello?"
It's Chinese.
Jiang Xianyi was stunned for a moment, could it be that Li Qinglan told the other party about him?
"Excuse me, it's God... Kamihara? ā
Of course, the other party's name was also learned on the phone call with Li Qinglan yesterday.
"Well, who are you?"
"Ah, that's right, I got your phone number from Miss Li Qinglan, and I want to ask you about something, is it convenient for you now?"
"Li Qinglan? Hmm, I see, what do you call it? ā
"My name is Jiang Yanyi, a native of Jincheng, and my girlfriend is a good friend of Li Qinglan, so I called after learning your news."
"My message?"
"Yes." The call was hands-free, the couple looked at each other, and finally Jiang Yiyi asked, "That's the case, because my girlfriend and Li Qinglan are sisters who have an excellent relationship, so Li Qinglan has told her about you, which mentioned that your Chinese is particularly good, you yourself said that your Chinese is good because of the relationship in your previous life, I want to ask... Is this true? ā
It may be that Jiang Yanyi's large series of statements are too shocking, and the other end of the phone was obviously stunned, and it took a long time before the strange voice of the man named Shenyuan on the other end rang.
"What do you mean by asking this..."
Jiang Yanyi looked at Luo Baiqiu hesitantly, but saw a firm look in Luo Baiqiu's eyes.
"Do you want to say?"
"Well, otherwise I'd always be worried."
Jiang Yanyi took a deep breath and said slowly: "I believe your statement very much, because a similar situation has occurred around me, so I want to ask about the past life you said... Is it real? ā
There was no sound on the other end of the phone this time, and just when Jiang Yanyi and Luo Baiqiu became a little anxious, a large series of neon words rang on the other end of the phone that he didn't understand.
Luo Baiqiu seemed to understand most of it, and then his expression became very strange.
"Ah, what, Mr. Jiang, how about we meet when we have time?"
The man's voice suddenly became much quieter, and there was a cold female voice that sounded together.
Although he couldn't understand the meaning, he could hear the other party's impatient voice over the phone.
Belch... It seems like he made the call too early?
Affecting others to rest?
March, early spring.
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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.
The walls of the city are ruined, everything is decayed, and there are collapsed houses everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and broken flesh, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.
The once bustling streets are now bleak.
The dirt road that used to be crowded with people is no longer noisy.
Only the blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was shocking to distinguish from each other.
Not far away, a broken carriage, deep in the mud, full of sorrow, except for an abandoned rabbit doll on the wheel, hanging on it, fluttering in the wind.
The white fluff has long been soaked into a wet red, full of eerie and eerie.
The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.
There, there was a figure lying on his stomach.
It was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, with a torn leather bag tied around his waist.
The boy squinted his eyes and remained motionless, the biting cold from all directions through his shabby coat, hitting his whole body, gradually taking away his body temperature.
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Following his gaze, seven or eight feet away from him, a wizened vulture was gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.
It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest wind and grass will take off in an instant.
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