"Why we are special is unknown for the time being, so let's regard the unknown as our destination."
"Thanks to the rules for allowing the soul to appear, we will eventually be bound."
"Perhaps one day the answer will finally become clear and we are on the way."
The dull sound of the whistle penetrated the waves and the dust floating in the sky. Before it was finished, it sounded again, three times in a row. When the whistle is about to end, the ship makes a large circle on the sea and sails towards the shore again.
Ronan stood at the stern of the boat, holding on to the railing of the boat and looking quietly at the sea behind. Among the waves when the propellers were turned on, the ashes belonging to the two ability users were scattered in the wind and fell down, some rising and falling with the waves, and some being swallowed by the fish and shrimp behind them.
The powerful mental induction also stretches the duration of the memory and fills in too many details that make people feel depressed.
Ronan took a deep breath. The pure black dress was tightly wrapped around his body, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"You know? People with abilities cannot be buried. Even if they are cremated, their ashes must be thrown into the sea. Because none of us know whether at the next moment, they will be dug out by some madman and sent to the laboratory. "
Zhang Yingying stood on the edge, leaning on the railing with her elbows. She also followed Ronan's example and looked behind at the sea that was crushed by the propeller. Her body position is lower, and the topic she touches is also very heavy, but her voice is always bright and light:
"Live well, boy."
"..." Ronan didn't look back or respond, because he didn't know what expression or sentence to use at this time.
Today's ceremony is to send off the two ability users who were killed in the Municipal Square incident a few days ago. One is Charlie, who was parasitized and died by Luo Yuan in Shangding Building; the other is the driver who took Ronan to the Kewang Communications Building.
In a strict sense, the deaths of these two people are inseparable from Ronan. Although no one mentioned this to him, he felt enlightened when he put on his formal clothes and stepped onto the ship.
Awareness is one thing, mood is another. When Zhang Yingying came over to talk about this kind of topic, he was resistant in his heart. Fortunately, the topic quickly changed and Zhang Yingying talked about more practical things:
"The outsourcing business has been completed. Payment has been made to Sanzha Security. There are some financial and tax issues involved, and the firm is still calculating. But don't worry, we will never lose you, and the amount is quite considerable."
"Oh." Ronan responded casually. Similar topics could not arouse his attention.
Zhang Yingying could probably guess his mood. She curled her lips and said no more. She continued to lie on the railing and watch the sea with him.
Time passed like this bit by bit, during which people came and went, and some eyes came from a distance. Ronan knew it, but he didn't want to worry about it or pay attention to it.
As the ship docked, the guests and friends attending the funeral stepped down the gangway one by one and shook hands with the relatives of the two victims. Ronan moved forward step by step in the crowd, but his feet gradually faltered, and he soon fell behind by several positions.
Zhang Yingying said "tsk" next to her, took his arm directly, and led him forward. Before Ronan could recover, he was taken to the gangway.
The family members had no other reaction at all. They shook hands with them and took the children next to them, who were only a few years younger than Ronan, to bow and thank them.
Charlie has two children, and driver Tian Lai also has one. Compared to adults, the dazed state of these children was what really made Ronan unbearable. At this moment, his blood almost solidified, and he did not regain consciousness until he stepped off the ship.
Next to her, Zhang Yingying acted like a good buddy, put her arm around his shoulders familiarly, and carried him along the pier. At the same time, she whispered in his ear: "Don't always play those hard-hearted people, let alone try to get into trouble. Everyone is here for work. , but the business scope and nature of ability users are more special... You don’t think I’m trying to comfort you, do you?”
"I just think there are too many things related to human life."
"Are you sour? But it's true, people are social creatures. When a person dies, it digs a hole in the network of social relationships. The closer they are, the more awkward they become. But if you can't get along, then don't Push it up hard."
"Not next to each other?"
"It's really not a fight! Just like Charlie, the other party is obviously interested in President Ouyang... Well, Lao Tian is still a little bit on the same side."
Zhang Yingying was also pragmatic and thought for a while and said: "If you really feel sorry for me, just put some money into the friendship fund and make a targeted donation or something. It is much better than being here to grieve for the spring and autumn."
"Friendship Fund?"
Ronan searched for relevant content on the Lingbo Internet and found that it was a public welfare fund initiated by the Federation. Its main direction was to provide funding to association members or their families who encountered special circumstances to ensure their stable lives.
While checking the information, Ronan felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw Mao Yan standing talking to Qin Yikun in front of him, waiting for him to come over.
Zhang Yingying also saw it, but she still maintained her good buddy attitude and walked over with Ronan carelessly.
Today, Mao Yan was unusually dressed formally, with light makeup, looking dignified and serious, but his hanging left arm was quite eye-catching. When the "Plane Crossbow" exerted its force, she was affected and her left upper arm was almost blown off. Although she had been properly treated, it would take some time for the broken bones and flesh to grow.
On the ship, Ronan and Maoyan had already greeted each other. They had something to discuss and made an appointment to go together.
"Mr. Luo." Qin Yikun, also in dark formal attire, signaled that the car was at the edge of the pier.
At present, Qin Yikun is still responsible for Ronan's security work. However, as the situation escalates, the composition of the security team has changed. He is no longer the captain, but exists as Ronan's personal bodyguard. Gaode has also made similar changes. .
Today is Saturday, November 26th, exactly seven days since the last Municipal Square incident. Ronan doesn't have class today, but he has something to do at school. This is a planned trip, so the car and everything are ready.
Zhang Yingying said with a smile: "You don't mind if I get a ride. Take me to the cliff section of the Huanhai Highway. It will be a quick two-step journey."
Maoyan turned his gaze, paying a little attention to the way the two of them were holding each other's back, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Yingying's face: "Going to the bottom of the sea for retreat again? You are getting more and more desperate."
"Sister Maoyan!"
Zhang Yingying loosened her arm around Ronan's neck, stepped forward and hugged Maoyan gently, and said with a smile: "I cherish my life. I can see from your appearance that the current situation is that if you don't practice for three days, you will go straight to the Palace of Hell... …”
"I think it's so-and-so who is around me, and the door to hell is open. To cherish life, shouldn't you stay away from someone?"
The two of them are friends who play the game "Wild" together. They have a good friendship, have a lot of contact with each other on weekdays, and talk very casually. The person with the gun lying next to him couldn't help but feel even more heartbroken, so he immediately got into the car.
Gao De was in the driver's seat. Normally, Qin Yikun should sit in the back seat with Ronan to facilitate handling of dangers, but as soon as the door opened, Zhang Yingying sat in next to Ronan and stretched out comfortably. Bulletproof off-road vehicles really have this space.
Qin Yikun had no choice but to get on the bus from the other side, squeezing Ronan in the middle. Maoyan was tired of getting along with someone, so he was happy to sit in the passenger seat, which was spacious and clean.
The vehicle started, and Zhang Yingying came over to chat with Ronan again: "You have become very familiar with Maoyan recently. Do you want to take advantage?"
"Oh, I'm asking for advice." Ronan was very good at lying.
Zhang Yingying sneered: "What do you ask me for? Global awareness?"
After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue again and apologized to Maoyan, who didn't care at all.
"I don't have global perception, but the long-distance sensing is still very good. You know, I just learned the dripping sword. If I can use it to achieve long-distance killing, it will be more suitable for me."
"What do I know? I don't know!" Zhang Yingying curled her lips, "After I got you a business, I practiced holding my breath on the bottom of the sea. As soon as I came out, I heard that someone had provoked extraordinary beings and almost destroyed the municipal square. Hundreds of thousands of people were blown up into the sky together..."
The cat's eye on the co-pilot raised his injured arm slightly: "Personal experience, golden words."
She was referring to the previous sentence "The Gate of Hell". Ronan's face twitched and he fell silent again.
Qin Yikun on the other side couldn't help but said: "This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Luo. In the final analysis, the enemy is just using Mr. Luo to attract attention, and the target is President Ouyang. But even the president sometimes cannot take care of him. …”
"When gods fight, mortals suffer." Zhang Yingying summed it up sharply, "To put it bluntly, if you think they died because of you, it means you think you are an extraordinary god and the world revolves around you... arrogance is What’s wrong!”
"Get out!" Ronan finally couldn't help but fight back.
Zhang Yingying laughed loudly. Although she was sharp-tongued and used to cut people's skin like the person in the co-pilot, she was a true optimist and wanted the people next to her to be happy with her.
Amidst the laughter, Zhang Yingying knocked on the car window: "Thank you for the ride. Just park here. Now my place is a real shack and a water cage, so I won't invite you as guests..."
When the car stopped, Zhang Yingying patted Ronan's cheek unceremoniously with the back of her hand, teasing her: "Boss Luo, wait until you really become a god, then think about those boring things."
Once she succeeded, she jumped out of the car happily, jumped over the railing, and fell towards the sea below the cliff dozens of meters high. The water waves shook and made a dull sound.
By the way, the "White Rainbow" Qi in her body has become more and more powerful, and it has almost affected the presentation of her normal life aura. I think the next step is to seriously polish the control.
The car restarted, and Ronan's thoughts turned back to himself. He didn't want to be pretentious and act like a sour fool who said "it's all my fault", nor did he feel that he was really above the majority of people... Well, maybe there were some signs.
But if nothing else, even now, there is a fatal and insurmountable hurdle waiting for him ahead. How can he be confident?
It gradually became clear to Ronan that perhaps today's low mood was more of the root cause of the stress in recent days that had been difficult to relieve.
If the stress is not eliminated, he will not be able to have a good day.
While I was analyzing myself, my ears were vibrating. Zhang Yingying sent a message, with a "dumbfounded" expression on her head: "It suddenly occurred to me that the Dripping Sword... Are you the Watering Can Man?"
