Xiaohong was silent for a moment.
Lin Luo was about to give up the threat when he heard Xiao Hong grunting.
"I'm leaving right now. I can't tell you for a while. Give me the milk first, and when I get back, I'll tell you slowly. I mean what I say."
What a pitiful little boy.
Lin Luo took out the milk, inserted the straw and held it in his hand.
By the time Xiaohong finished drinking the milk, the others had almost rested and continued walking back.
Because of the excitement, several people wanted to go home quickly, and their pace was much faster.
When he was approaching the gate of the community, Qin Yu suddenly stopped and looked back.
"What, is there something wrong?" An Xin asked.
"There's nothing particularly wrong, I just feel weird!" Qin Yu replied.
Normally, if someone with malicious intentions was following them, she should have heard the footsteps, but she only felt a chill behind her, but she didn't hear anything unusual.
"Ignore him, as long as we get home and close the door, nothing will happen." Meng Yuan said, quickening her pace again.
Before reaching the green belt downstairs of Meng Yuan's house, I saw five or six people surrounding the green belt.
Qin Yu didn't feel any hostility, so Lin Luo and the others walked over.
"Oh, how could this happen!" Someone sighed in a low voice.
"In this world, anything can happen." Another person said, also sighing.
"It's Grandma Liu." Qin Yu walked quickly and saw it first, and immediately turned to Lin Luo.
It’s Grandma Liu!
Not only Grandma Liu, but also Grandma Liu’s son and grandson Xiaohai.
Grandma Liu was lying in a pool of blood, with the wound on her head still bleeding. Uncle Liu fell to the side, a knife was inserted into Uncle Liu's chest, and his hands were stained with blood. Xiaohai didn't see any injuries. He was lying on his father's body with tears on his face.
It seemed that all three of them had died recently.
An Xin let out a long sigh.
Qin Yu covered his mouth with his hand, and then took several steps back.
Meng Yuan's eyes were red and she looked at Lin Luo.
No one knows the entanglements and details, but all four of them can imagine that all of this was caused by Xiao Hai's illness.
Perhaps, Grandma Liu and Uncle Liu both volunteered, just to exchange for Xiao Hai's life.
It's a pity that Xiaohai still couldn't save it.
"Let's go!" An Xin said.
The four of them went upstairs in silence and stood at the door. They couldn't help but take a look at Grandma Liu's house.
The quiet doorway was no different from usual.
If they hadn't caught up just in time, they would have thought that Grandma Liu was still alive. Or, if they couldn't see Grandma Liu in a few days, they would have made such speculations.
Meng Yuan couldn't help but look at the neighbor's door on the left.
The family that has always been quiet is a newly married couple who went on a trip after the wedding and have not come back yet.
Probably won't come back.
After closing the door, the four of them said nothing.
Meng Yuan threw herself directly on the sofa.
Qin Yu tried turning on the light, and sure enough, the power went out too.
An Xin washed her hands and face, changed her clothes, and went to the kitchen.
Fortunately, they were prepared and ate frozen food first. Now there is basically nothing in the refrigerator that needs freezing.
There was a power and gas outage, and there were no other facilities in the building, so how to cook was still a problem.
Think about it later.
If it doesn't work, just eat convenience foods first.
Lin Luo cleaned himself up and went to the kitchen. He turned the bucket upside down on the ground and looked at it. After thinking about it, he put it back again.
No one knows how to use it anyway.
When the two came out of the kitchen, Meng Yuan was still lying on the sofa, neither washing her face nor changing clothes.
Qin Yu washed and changed, but didn't speak and sat on the sofa in a daze.
It was still early for dinner, and she had no appetite, so An Xin decided to lie down for a while.
Qin Yu also followed her back to the bedroom, probably to ask her mother to provide her with psychological counseling.
"Go wash your face and change clothes before lying down." Lin Luo said to Meng Yuan.
Meng Yuan turned over and lay there for another half minute, then finally got up and braced herself to clean herself up.
Lin Luo returned to the bedroom, sat on the small chair in the bedroom, and looked at his right wrist.
Her instincts were right.
The thing on her right wrist was indeed a flower, not a butterfly. Because now it has three petals and looks like a flower.
She vaguely guessed something.
"Xiao Hong, are the petals on my wrist related to those... people?" Lin Luo asked.
"Yes." Xiaohong replied. Sure enough, she kept her word and did not cheat on Lin Luo.
"Is this my ability?" Lin Luo asked again.
As soon as he finished asking, Lin Luo felt Xiaohong's eyes roll again.
"This is my ability, okay? Do you think you recovered so quickly on the day of the landslide because you had the ability to heal yourself?"
Lin Luo is not that confident, but occasionally, he does think that way.
Meng Yuan, Xu Anzhe, Li Xin and others all survived because they had three lives. Then she should have the ability to heal herself!
She actually wanted to try it more than once, such as intentionally cutting her hand when chopping vegetables, but she was afraid of pain, so she didn't try.
Xiaohong didn't wait for Lin Luo to ask again, but sighed deeply. The delicate voice sighing like this is very funny.
"Originally I didn't want to say it, but you are so curious and keep asking endless questions, so I will tell you!" Xiaohong's delicate voice and old-fashioned tone perfectly combined. "You were finished when you arrived at the hospital that day. Otherwise, why would you be in the lobby if you were so seriously injured!"
Has he given up on treatment?
"You can open your eyes because Qin Yu's grandma passed away suddenly and happened to be by your side. You have a quarter of your life."
"Then Lin Xiaochen fell in front of your hospital bed, and you lost half your life."
"Then, the mother holding the child ran past you. At that time, the child had just died, and you gained two-thirds of your life."
When Xiaohong said this, Lin Luo was frightened and doing math problems in his mind.
One-quarter plus one-half plus two-thirds, it still needs to be divided into two parts. She really wanted to find a pen and paper to calculate.
"You are fully alive, and you still have less than half of your life, which has become the curved red line on your wrist."
Lin Luo remembered it, and she found that the red line had changed after she saw the man who called "Help" died in the supermarket.
Then there was the woman from yesterday, tall, thin, short and fat... No wonder Xiaohong had to let her go to the fifth floor.
And today...
"Xiaohai doesn't count, he is sick." Xiaohong said.
Lin Luo couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
"You mean, they died, but I had several extra lives because of their deaths?"
One petal should mean one life.
It would be so beautiful if it had nothing to do with people's life and death.
"Even without me, they will still die." Xiaohong didn't have any psychological burden on this.
Yes, this is much better than killing people.
Lin Luo persuaded himself.
Lin Luo looked at his wrist carefully and calculated for a long time.
That one-quarter and two-thirds seems to be related to the age of the person who passed away.
Lin Luo felt that...oh no, it was Xiaohong's ability, which was quite unbelievable!
Sure enough, she still has the halo of the protagonist!
