"Oh, how could Ranran die suddenly? I still can't believe it." Lin Qingqing sat down on the sofa, looking depressed.
Was she wrong? Shouldn't she have taken Ranran out of the space?
Thinking back to the first time she met Qiao Ruoran, how she was so ambitious and wanted to save the world, Lin Qingqing's eyes reddened. Such an innocent and kind girl was simply an alien in the apocalypse.
Even when he attacked her by surprise, he was thinking of killing her and then committing suicide to be buried with her.
Lin Qingqing touched the old wound on her chest, and she couldn't even feel hatred.
Cai Donghu advised, "Her body is strong on the outside, but weak on the inside. She has always relied on various medicines and supplements to stay alive. She was injured at Gemini Lake. Even if a doctor performs surgery on her, it will be too late to save her."
Qiao Ruoran's body was always a matter of living a few more days or less. Unless she broke through to the eighth level and changed the nature of her body's carbohydrates.
"Before, I promised her that if she didn't want to follow Qiao Mingyang, she could go back to live in the space, but I broke my promise..." Lin Qingqing paused, "Dad, are you hiding something from me?"
Cai Donghu thought: Of course there is, but he can't say...
But he flatly denied it: "Why would I hide anything from you? I would never hide it from you, no matter who else I am."
Cai Donghu still used Lao Liu's body. Lin Qingqing stared at his metal head and planned to make him a one-foot-long nose next time!
The ice coffin made by Qiao Mingyang was still in the living room, emitting a bone-chilling chill. Lin Qingqing felt too cold after sitting there for a while, so she got up and went to the kitchen.
I scooped up flour and water and slowly kneaded the dough.
There is a lot of food in the warehouse, in addition to frozen foods in packaged bags, there is also a rich variety of staple foods.
If she had not witnessed the last scene of desolation with no grass growing in the turbulence of time and space, she would have wanted to stay in the space and enjoy the rest of her life.
The sadness brought to her by Qiao Ruoran's accidental death only lasted for a moment. During the fifty years of the apocalypse, people around her kept dying.
I would feel sad at first, but gradually I became numb. Occasionally, when I thought of someone who had died, I would be shocked to find that I could not remember their name.
Time is always the most terrifying thing.
Even though she is a time-aware person, she is still in awe of time.
Nothing can truly be immortal. All she did was to help the human race survive for a little longer.
After kneading the dough, cover it with a clean damp cloth and wait for it to rise.
Lin Qingqing washed her hands and walked towards the backyard. She stopped Xing Xin, who was still practicing his punches and kicks, and handed him a pair of scissors. "Go to the hillside and cut some roses for me."
"Okay." Xing Xin had been practicing boxing and didn't know what had happened. He didn't ask, wiped the sweat off his forehead, grabbed his coat and ran out.
Lin Qingqing returned to the living room, thinking that Qiao Mingyang probably wouldn't let Qiao Ruoran turn into a zombie. Since they were friends, she would just let Ranran go beautifully.
She went back to her third floor, found two coral fleece blankets and pillows, and brought them down.
Carefully place one of the blankets in the ice coffin, arrange the pillows neatly, and put the other one aside for later use.
When Xing Xin brought back a large bunch of pink roses, he was stunned when he saw the ice coffin, but wisely didn't ask anything.
Lin Qingqing trimmed the extra branches and leaves and found some wrapping paper to wrap the flowers.
Everything was done and less than an hour had passed.
Lin Qingqing went back to the kitchen and continued kneading the dough.
"What are you going to do?" Cai Donghu couldn't help asking when he saw her busy.
Lin Qingqing: Just killing time! Let’s see if Qiao Mingyang goes crazy next. If he does, she plans to make him a bowl of delicious beef noodles and then send him on his way.
Lin Qingqing didn't answer him. As long as they wanted, she and Cai Donghu could communicate through consciousness.
When Cai Donghu learned of her thoughts, he fell silent.
Qiao Mingyang is reasonable under normal circumstances, but if he goes crazy, he might blame others for Qiao Ruoran's death.
For example, he would blame Lin Qingqing for not taking good care of his sister, or the hospital for not arranging surgery for him. He would also go to the sky and the sea to search for the eagle that deceived Qiao Ruoran, and he might even blame the helicopter for coming too late.
There was a slight noise coming from the stairs in the living room. Lin Qingqing and Cai Donghu looked at each other, and a pair of thin film metal gloves were attached to her palms first.
Qiao Mingyang carried Qiao Ruoran, whose body was slightly stiff, downstairs. He glanced at the arranged ice coffin, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his wooden face.
He carefully placed Qiao Ruoran in the ice coffin, lowered his head and gently stroked Qiao Ruoran's cheek, "Brother will go pick lavender for you."
Lin Qingqing walked into the living room and heard Qiao Mingyang say this. She glanced at the bouquet of pink roses, which were her favorite flowers as a child. Is it lavender that Ranran likes? But where can I find fresh flowers in this freezing weather?
"Ranran likes purple flowers. I'll go pick some. Can she keep them here first? I'll be back as soon as possible." There was a hint of sadness on Qiao Mingyang's face, his eyes were empty, and he spoke slowly.
Lin Qingqing felt that he was too calm, and she felt inexplicably panicked. "Of course, but if we leave it in the living room like this, the ice coffin will melt. Otherwise..."
The other party was like a bomb. Lin Qingqing thought about what she wanted to say in her mind for a while before organizing her words and continuing carefully. "The cold storage is not suitable either. It's too dark and messy there. How about we build another house for Ranran and freeze it all around. Do you think it's okay?"
Qiao Mingyang's eyes flickered slightly. He had thought a lot in the past hour, but he had never thought of blaming Lin Qingqing. He had always been positive about the friendship between his sister and her.
If Lin Qingqing wanted to kill her sister, she would never bring her in front of him to kill her. When her sister shot her with an arrow, she fought back.
But he did blame the hospital for not performing surgery on Qiao Ruoran. Now that he was out there, he wanted to chop that crappy hospital down with one sword and let those people die with Ranran!
"Let's go! Let's go to the lakeside. Ranran used to love that place the most. Let's build a small wooden house for her." Lin Qingqing said, with two hoes in her hands, and she handed one to Qiao Mingyang.
Qiao Mingyang couldn't figure it out. Why do you need a hoe to build a house?
Cai Donghu was also puzzled.
Lin Qingqing thought to herself: Dig the foundation, we have to do it on a big scale. It won’t be too late to let Qiao Mingyang out after he really calms down.
The two of them came to the lakeside. Lin Qingqing drew a circle in the air with her fingers. She looked at Qiao Mingyang and said sincerely:
"Let's build a sturdy house and let Ranran live here forever! Maybe when our abilities become stronger in the future, Ranran will have a chance to be resurrected. The world has changed, and we feel that we have unlimited possibilities."
If this were said before the end of the world, people would definitely treat him like a lunatic.
But now, it has become the only formula to prevent Qiao Mingyang from going crazy.
"We must have a way to revive Ranran!" Qiao Mingyang's eyes lit up and he answered decisively.
The dead can become zombies, ordinary people can become people with special powers, and in the future, it will definitely be possible to resurrect the dead.
"Well, let's seize the time to become stronger and let Ranran wake up one day earlier." Lin Qingqing's sincere eyes made Qiao Mingyang more determined.
"Let's get started. We'll dig the foundation first and make it waterproof and moisture-proof." Lin Qingqing said as she started swinging the hoe.
Qiao Mingyang had lived in a dojo before and had done a lot of farm work when he was a child. His swinging of the hoe was as powerful as his swinging of the sword.
When Xing Xin saw this, he also wanted to take a hoe to help, but Cai Donghu stopped him and sent him to do housework and cook.
He and Lin Qingqing were not in a hurry to build the house. Their goal was to help Qiao Mingyang calm down.
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