Rewind time, at half past eight in the evening, Lan Zi and Coral got out of the garbage dump and pushed the tricycle back to the dilapidated building where Lan Zi lived.

"You won't be allowed to come here again!"

"I apologize."

"Does an apology work? Without...... If it weren't for ......, "If I didn't fly, you'd be dead," I told you not to go over there, if something really happened, how would I explain to your family! ”

"I apologized......"

"Anyway, in the future...... You don't want to come to a place like the garbage dump, you're a girl, and you're not suitable for this kind of place......"

"You're unreasonable!"

"How can I be unreasonable."

"I said it and I knew it was wrong! No mistake is allowed to be made, and the workers in the factory are allowed to make a mistake even once! And I was scared this time, so I'll be mentally prepared in the future. When I see a dangerous mountain of garbage, I will take a detour! It's definitely more life-threatening than you haven't been in danger! Why don't you let me go! ”

Under the bright yellow light of the street lamp, the little girl clenched her fists, and swore by it, and her serious little face looked quite cute, looking at her clenched fists, Lan Zi inadvertently remembered the mustard that was separated a few years ago, looked at it a few times, and made a straight face again.

"Life Guaranteed! If you go to the garbage dump to pick up garbage, you have to say that life is guaranteed! Anyway, if I say no, I won't! ”

"You're unreasonable!" Coral stood on tiptoe and shouted, Lan Zi pushed the tricycle forward with a cold face, she didn't follow, and shouted from behind, "Break up!" ”

After shouting like this, after a while, the footsteps followed again, and a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Anyway, I'm going." After a pause, he said, "I'll write you a review tomorrow, okay." ”

"I'll hit you if you're a mustard......"

"Who's Wasabi?"

“……”

Lan Zi was mixed with Wasabi when he was a child, Wasabi was only one year younger than him, not much of an age gap, although relatively speaking, Wasabi was much more well-behaved than Coral, but occasionally there would be disputes, Lan Zi was not very good at reasoning at that time, and when the few times Wasabi was also toughened, the two would fight each other, Wasabi was a girl, so naturally she couldn't beat it, so she could only be obedient. Violence is undoubtedly much more direct than reasoning, and today's coral is the same age as the previous mustard, but she is four or five years older than her, and she can't fight anymore, and she can't help it when she thinks about it.

Originally, he planned to lock the tricycle and send Coral back, but he was smashed several times when he rescued people, and now he is dirty and probably injured, so Coral insists that he take a bath first. After Lan Zi entered the bathroom, Coral was talking outside.

"Lan Zi, who are you talking about mustard?"

"A former friend."

"It's a girl's name, isn't it?"

"Hmm."

"There are so many girls you know...... "The little bald head snorted softly, "and you beat her...... Where is she now? ”

"I don't know ......"

"How?"

"Wasabi used to be a child in an orphanage, but soon after being adopted, the orphanage burned down, and my grandmother and I also moved, so we probably won't see ......"

"Didn't you live here before?"

The two of them are talking like this, the wind blows through the Tsubaki tree outside, just a wall away, and the little girl who is curiously looking through Lan Zi's schoolbag and stationery box doesn't know, at this time in the toilet next to him, Lan Zi poured cold water on his body spoonful, and on his right hand that was wet with cold water, the heat was steaming out a little, and when he washed his body, he turned on the faucet and put his right hand in the water stream to rinse, in the light, the hand was red like a soldering iron, and the feeling of his left hand was completely different.

Not again......

Lan Zi looked at that hand and sighed a little in his heart.

He hasn't figured out what this kind of thing is going on.,When he first started to fly, he often fantasized that he had other abilities.,To be honest, that ability really has.,He always feels cold in the air when he flies.,When I read some ability novels or read foreign descriptions of Superman, I feel envious.,How can these people not feel too windy after flying?,Lan Zi, who has always been wearing a cotton jacket to the sky, has been conducting research in this area from the beginning.。

The first thing I thought was very simple, if I could control the energy around the body, suck those energy into the body or form a protective film, maybe I didn't need to wear a padded jacket and a helmet when I fly, one day more than two years ago, he thought about it, but he really felt something, so he inhaled all the energy he felt in the sky, and at that time the whole body was warm, and he was finally able to fly in the air without fear of the cold wind, but the good times didn't last long, and the next morning, his grandmother hurriedly sent him to the hospital, He was still immersed in sweet dreams, and when the sweet dreams turned into uncomfortable nightmares, he finally woke up a few days later, and found that he had been wrapped in bandages and made zongzi, and his whole body was in pain like a knife.

His skin had turned green, and gradually abscessed and ulcerated, so miserable that no one could know what had happened, and according to the doctor, even if a person was in an environment full of poisonous gas, his body would not be infiltrated by all kinds of poisonous substances to such an extent, and the average person would probably have died after ingesting a few tenths of the poisonous substances relative to him. The hospital here is not good, the doctor does not dare to pack the ticket, and his grandmother has no money to send him to the big hospital, so she takes him back like that, to see that he is not dead, and occasionally his spirit is better, so he feeds him porridge, so after more than a month, he is gradually getting better.

Grandma died soon after, he just entered junior high school, read some books about air, and gradually gave himself an explanation, thinking that there is indeed heat in the air, but in addition to heat and oxygen, the rest of the things are completely toxic substances for people, so it is strange that they are inhaled by themselves, it is really not poisoned. Since then, he has palpitations, and he no longer dares to make such a drastic attempt as before, and he still remembers the pain of ulceration all over his body, not to mention that he is alone now, once something happens, even if he dies, he can fully recover after lying down for a month, but no one feeds him porridge for fear of starving to death.

Some small attempts have been made a few times, such as imagining a cup or piece of paper flying into the hand from a meter away, trying to distinguish the type of energy in the air, but it has been fruitless, but once it was too tired, and there was also a situation where the body automatically absorbed energy, and the right hand was violently hot, this time in retrospect, when trying to save the coral, the spirit was extremely concentrated, and the speed was almost doubled, and then the head began to tighten, and now it is obviously out of control again.

Now that he is home, he tells Coral about some of the conditions in the former orphanage, try to distract himself, relax, and wait until he comes out of the cold shower, the temperature on his hands has dropped a lot, he is wearing a shirt and trying to find a coat, Coral has already found safflower oil and trotted over: "You sit down, I'll help you wipe the medicine." ”

"I'm fine."

"I don't believe it, sit down and I'll take a look."

She pulled Lan Zi to sit on a low stool, lifted the clothes on her back, and sure enough, she rushed out of the collapsed garbage mountain before, and her back was smashed several times, and it was already red and swollen at this time, and Coral pressed her little hand and felt a faint pain.

While the two of them were talking trivially, the coral rubbed the medicine on him, the little hands were soft, with a slight coldness, and the little girl was whirring behind her back when she kneaded, and Lan Zi felt a little strange. After wiping the medicine, the temperature on the right hand actually dropped a lot.

"I won't go to the garbage dump tomorrow, let's find a place to play with you, haven't you always wanted to visit Yuling?"

"The city is all the same, or is the tree house fun...... But it's okay, since you want to play, I'll accompany you. ”

“…… Eccentric. ”

Sending Coral home, as usual, they parted by the edge of the woods, the two waved goodbye, and when Coral's figure was already a little blurred, Lan Zicai quietly flew into the night sky by the woods, followed the little girl who sang all the way to Didi Dadi, and went back to the villa halfway up the mountain before flying back.

Flying all the way through the intricate roads and neighborhoods, he sat down on the top floor of a six-story residential building, the dim street lamps between the roads below, the bicycles in the carport were parked quietly, the four fields were quiet, the wind on the tall building was blowing, and he looked at his right hand.

I still remember the pain I experienced before, but it's not a way to go on like this, there was no adverse reaction after the last time I lost control, will my body have adapted to it, he thought for a while, closed his eyes, and after a while, he saw that his right hand was getting more and more red, clenching his fist, opening his fist, clenching his fist, opening it, and so on several times, and suddenly waved it to the side.

Whew-

The crimson flames suddenly lit up the night sky, sweeping out a tongue of fire more than a meter long, and the heat wave rushed in, Lan Zi was startled, turned around, and withdrew more than two meters away in the air, and then reacted and looked around vigilantly.

"It's time to go to the circus......"

Looking at his right hand, the red color had completely faded, and at this time it was only slightly hot, and his heart was secretly refreshed, and he hurriedly left the roof.

That night, I had a dream about a rancid mountain of garbage, and everything was full of a dead gray.

There are only a few oranges, lying quietly in the garbage, full of vitality that is incompatible with the garbage mountain, I don't know why, but I don't like them in my heart.

The next morning, I got up, put on my clothes in a daze, walked a few steps, and suddenly fell backwards, the feeling of vomiting welled up, dizziness, weakness, and I fell ill. The things that are spit out are all black.

Sure enough, I knew that there was no such luck...... What kind of ability is it......

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