Because they were sitting together, Bai Xiaoxiao saw Ning Qiushui's uncomfortable expression through the glass window of the bus.
She somehow managed to hold Ning Qiushui's hand again, as if she wanted to give Ning Qiushui some spiritual comfort. She remembered that when she was uncomfortable before, Gardenia held her hand tightly like this.
The warmth and softness in the palm of her hand made Ning Qiushui startled slightly, and then she heard Bai Xiaoxiao say softly:
"That's what the world of mist is like."
"People are fragile."
"Don't say it's because of the distance between you and me. When Uncle Mang overcame all obstacles and reached the ninth blood gate, he was already one of the best in the world. In the end, he died in a low-level gate."
Bai Xiaoxiao's voice was very soft and calm.
"Maybe one day in the future, we will be like this and die in a daze."
"The Blood Gate is a curse that will make everyone lose everything precious in despair."
Ning Qiushui felt the warmth in her palms, and her thoughts returned to when he was very young.
At that time, Ning Qiushui was a real lone wolf. He didn't know how to make friends, and he didn't dare to make friends.
The "Washing Machine" told him that no one would believe him if he wanted to survive in a chaotic zone.
Therefore, facing the loss of life, Ning Qiushui was completely unaware.
At a quick glance, people died too quickly, like an ant trampled to death by the roadside.
He didn't have time to get to know them.
The only communication is to give them a bullet in the head.
But you are far away from each other.
She is rational and selfish, but not evil. She has her own thoughts and knows how to weigh the interests of the team and herself. She also saved his and Bai Xiaoxiao's lives at a critical moment.
This is a girl of flesh and blood.
From the few contacts and details, Ning Qiushui could almost guess that you came all the way into this bloody door for the order you took from the mist website. The man accompanying you, Geng Hu, should have given her a lot of money, and she She needed the money so badly that even if she was "stabbed" in the back by Geng Hu, she never thought of resisting.
As for the reason why Jun Luyuan is so eager for the money, I'm afraid it has something to do with the man named Jun Luyuan in the hospital.
It is not difficult to tell from their surnames that the two are relatives.
Jun Yuandao came to the Blood Gate to take such a risk in order to make money to treat Jun Luyuan.
Ning Qiushui felt quite emotional when she thought of the string of Buddhist beads that Jun Daofu gave him before.
After returning to the hut, it was already late at night.
Bai Xiaoxiao and Meng Jun went to rest first.
Fengyu added Ning Qiushui as a friend and thanked Ning Qiushui repeatedly before going offline.
But Ning Qiushui didn't rest. He first took a dilapidated bus to leave the misty world, and then took a late-night taxi to Kunhua Hospital.
Before getting the string of prayer beads, Ning Qiushui didn't even know that Jun Daandao was from the same city as him.
Kunhua Hospital is in Pomegranate City.
Arriving at Room 604 in Ward No. 2, Ning Qiushui knocked gently on the door.
Soon the door opened.
The person who opened the door for him was a young man who looked frail.
"Who are you looking for?"
he asked.
Ning Qiushui glanced into the room. There were two beds in total.
The person lying outside is an old man, who seems to have fallen asleep.
The bed inside was covered by the door curtain and Ning Qiushui couldn't see it.
"Is Jun Luyuan in this ward?"
The young man nodded.
He made room for Ning Qiushui. After the latter came in, the young man closed the door.
"You are a relative of Lu Yuan, right? Why didn't his sister come?"
Ning Qiushui hesitated for a moment.
"His sister...there's something wrong."
The young man nodded.
"If you want to talk, keep your voice down, my grandpa is asleep."
Ning Qiushui responded, and then walked directly behind the curtain.
Behind the curtain, he saw a boy about fifteen or sixteen, sitting calmly on his hospital bed, looking at the night sky outside the window.
Seeing the boy's back, Ning Qiushui held the string of beads a little harder.
"Did your sister ask you to come?"
Jun Luyuan's voice was calm.
He seemed to already know what was going on.
Ning Qiushui came to sit next to him, took out the string of Buddhist beads from his pocket, and handed them to Jun Luyuan's hand.
"Feel sorry."
He said something.
Jun Luyuan held the string of Buddhist beads in his hand and rubbed them gently.
"Why are you saying sorry to me?"
Ning Qiushui did not avoid it.
"Your sister saved our lives, but we couldn't save her."
There was no trace of sadness on Jun Luyuan's face.
He suddenly turned his head, looked at Ning Qiushui and asked:
"Since you owe my sister a favor, do me a favor."
Ning Qiushui asked:
"What's the deal?"
A smile appeared on Jun Luyuan's pale face.
He turned his head and said to Ning Qiushui:
"Take me to the end of the mist world."
"I'll be there...saying goodbye to my sister."
Ning Qiushui was shocked, and a look of disbelief appeared in her eyes.
How does the boy in front of me know about the misty world?
And he seems to know a little bit about the end of the foggy world?
"I know you have a lot of questions, and so do I."
"I'm not sure about anything, but I want to try."
"Sister is my only relative in this world. You can feel sorry for her...but I can't."
After Jun Luyuan finished speaking, he took out a letter from under the pillow.
Seeing this letter, Ning Qiushui's pupils suddenly narrowed!
really!
He was not the only one who received this letter!
"Let's see."
Jun Luyuan said.
Ning Qiushui's fingers trembled in a rare way. He opened the letter. There was only one short line on it -
[...Pull through the fog and go to the destination. At the end of the other shore, where the bronze trees bloom, you will meet your dead relatives again]
"How about it?"
"The favor you owe my sister...repay me."
"She has always been like this. She didn't even say goodbye to me when she left."
Jun Luyuan smiled at Ning Qiushui.
But his voice was choked.
"No matter what the cost... I want to see her again and say a proper goodbye."
pS: This is a leaflet, I think it is necessary to publish it first.
The remaining three will be sent out around six or seven in the evening.
