[Jinjiang Exclusive] Life is as bright as a song

The sound was very loud, and Luo Shiqin, who was standing outside the ward, could roughly guess something just by listening to the sound.

Because what followed was a loud roar.

“——Fan Lele! What on earth are you going to do?!”

This attracted everyone's attention. The firefighter, who had a frozen face, suddenly stood up and walked in without caring about politeness!

What came into view was an angry man and a woman holding a crying boy. In contrast, the girl who had just woken up had the weakest presence.

The door hit the wall with a bang, briefly attracting the girl's attention.

Luo Shiqin glanced at Tan Keping who rushed in, and followed Yang Yan in helplessly. She also pulled the door of the ward and planned to close it to leave a relatively quiet space.

Fan Lele, who was sitting on the hospital bed, was very pretty, with a delicate little face that was still chubby and looked very easy to pinch. Wearing a slightly large hospital gown, the girl exuded a kind of...death aura.

Just like Luo Shiqin saw Yang Yan on the long bridge, Fan Lele also had a fearless temperament before death.

"I don't want to do anything." Fan Lele retracted his gaze, lowered his head and said softly, "Dad, I'm just a little tired."

【very tired.

She didn't want to see the family having a lively and noisy time and then exclude her.

very tired.

She didn't want to see her classmates being so friendly and ostracizing her.

very tired.

I don't want to see everyone so happy and then point at her nose and laugh at her:

"Look, that busty girl is here! Who knows who she's going to sleep with again!"】

"Bang!"

Yang Yan, who was standing next to Luo Shiqin, turned around in horror and was shocked to see that she had pinched a long, thin crack in the ward door.

What happened?!

Not only Yang Yan discovered this situation, but also Tan Keping who was very close to them.

After hearing the noise, the firefighter turned his head subconsciously and was faced with a scene that made his pupils tremble.

Help, help!

After lifting a big man with one hand, can this superhero lady pinch a door panel with her bare hands? !

Tan Keping's lips trembled a little, and his eyes subconsciously stayed on the other person's white and slender fingers for a few seconds. When he reacted, he raised his head and met the eyes of Superman who was looking at him.

Superman: …

Tan Keping:……!

He abruptly looked away, turned his head stiffly, and pretended not to see it.

Luo Shiqin remained indifferent and silent.

Isn't it too late to look away now?

After quickly skimming through the biography of Tan Kepingtou, which described his personal psychological activities, she felt a little helpless.

But Luo Shiqin did not expect that the other party would stay in the hospital until now.

So, why did the other party wait so long? Did Tan Keping and Fan Lele know each other?

The scene in front of them was still stuck on the conversation between the parents and their daughter. The fact that the three bystanders were able to push the door open and go in was considered as the couple not paying much attention. Now they could only huddle by the door and wait for the atmosphere to become less awkward.

Luo Shiqin leaned against the tile and clicked on Tan Keping's biography with the help of the little thundercloud.

[… “Yes! You all saw me being lifted up!”

Tan Keping was sitting in the fire truck, shouting loudly, taking off his helmet and holding it in his arms, with the expression on his face clearly visible.

"I was really shocked," Zhuang wiped his head with a dusty face, "I thought there was some explosive material in the back that had not been checked thoroughly, and the rear team was wiped out."

"Don't mention Brother Zhuang. I turned around and found Pingzi gone. I thought you might have missed me. I never thought you were knocked down!"

Everyone was laughing and no one paid any attention to Tan Keping's blushing face.

But fortunately, he didn't care much about it. Rather than his own embarrassment, Tan Keping wanted to turn the topic to the girl.

"Don't you think it's weird?" He frowned and took another big sip of water, then continued, "That girl suddenly rushed out of the bathroom of the house that was on fire and kicked the door off - with one kick!"

Tan Keping emphasized this sentence and asked in disbelief: "How did she do it?"

"girl?"

Unexpectedly, my colleagues all raised their eyebrows and pondered.

Zhuang: "Have you seen the man clearly?"

Tan Keping: "I can see her face clearly, but if you want to talk about her gender... I can only say that she is a girl." He thought for a moment and added, "She is still very young."

Everyone saw what just happened.

The flying bathroom door, the sudden appearance of a man in a black robe, and the girl in the bathroom who seemed to have committed suicide by cutting her wrists.

All of this happened very quickly, but the sudden appearance of the man in black robes made the series of events deviate in an especially strange direction.

Luo Shiqin read very quickly. Although she was surprised by the light-hearted style of the Biography of Tan Keping, which was very different from the straightforward life biographies she had read before, she mainly noticed the sentence above.

How could it not be strange?

The sudden addition of fantasy characters to a realistic style is as absurd as seeing Lin Daiyu riding a flying broomstick and shouting Avada Kedavra.

But Luo Shiqin originally intended to transform Yang Yan's book of unusual life into a fantasy novel in the short term.

After all, sometimes things that happen in reality may be solved much faster using fantasy methods.

[“It’s really strange…”

After everyone finished laughing, they began to calmly ponder the strange thing that had just happened.

"Is it a bit like the superhero who does good things without leaving a name?" someone said tentatively, "New York is a good neighbor, Qi Hai is a good helper, or something like that?"

The firefighters sitting across from each other decided to skip his speech.

"That's beyond the realm of a superhero, right? I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it left - is it a ghost?"

Recalling the black-robed man's behavior and his disappearance in a few seconds, many people nodded subconsciously.

Luo Shiqin: …

It's not a ghost, it's a human.

But she couldn't explain and could only stare at Tan Keping with his back to her with a calm but slightly resentful look.

Next time, I must explain the settings clearly in person.

It's a profession, not a race!

She's still a person!

Tan Keping: I feel a cool feeling on my back... is it an illusion?

[“Anyway, let’s report it first…” Brother Zhuang coughed and concluded, “It shouldn’t be a big problem. Didn’t we just check the source of the fire? It was indeed a simple fire caused by a poor contact in the socket.”

Tan Keping nodded, then sighed, "I hope this won't be seen as too much mental stress."

The fire truck drove back to the fire station, but unexpectedly, the leader called Tan Keping alone, leaving the others who were still cleaning up looking at each other in bewilderment.

"…Could it be," the guy who mentioned super hero earlier said cautiously, "Is there really something strange happening in our daily lives?"】

The events before the firefighter arrived ended temporarily in this segment, and the next plot shifted to the hospital.

Luo Shiqin frowned and looked at it for a long time, but she always felt that something was wrong.

According to the few life biographies she had read before that did not involve any unusual changes, they were all straightforward, without many embellished words and descriptions, and rarely contained subjective emotions.

But this book "Biography of Tan Keping" completely overturned Luo Shiqin's view on life biography.

Is it that the biography of the life without any abnormality has evolved in a good direction, or is it actually a sign of the abnormal life book?

At least from now on, there is no major movement in the biography of Tan Kepingtou.

At this time, the dialogue in the ward - if one-sided shouting can be considered a 'dialogue' - has come to an end.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore." The girl leaning on the bed seemed to have lost all her energy and vitality, and she spoke weakly. "You have always looked at me like this, and there is no other way for me to change."

"Wouldn't it be better if I just died at home?" She murmured with her head down, then raised her head and looked at the man closest to her, "Dad, if I wasn't around, you and Auntie would be better off, right?"

In Fan Lele's eyes, the false family relationship was torn apart, and this family was perfect except for her.

"Auntie doesn't like me either, right?" She turned her head and looked at the woman holding the tired child, her expression calm, "I don't have anything to miss in this family anymore."

"I've been transferred to this school for five years, Dad."

"Do you know what grade I am in now? Do you know where my class is? Do you know how many people in that mixed elementary and middle school school dislike me?"

"You don't know." She said calmly, "Dad, you don't know anything."

"You know how to make money. You get up early and work late for your aunt and brother. Every night when you get home from get off work, you will greet your brother, even though he is only two years old."

"You just pretended not to see me and treated me like air blocking the way in your home."

"Who am I in your eyes?" The girl's lips were pale, and her hands tightly grasped the quilt covering her legs. It was a hot summer outside the window, but at this moment she felt that winter had arrived.

"I should be your daughter, right?"

"Rather than a useless, dispensable, nothing," she uttered a word with a trembling voice, "garbage."

Fan Lele wanted to cry, but it seemed as if the blood that had flowed out of her body earlier had taken away all her tears. Her eye sockets were dry and painful, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

Her biological parents divorced early, and she matured early.

Although she had never learned what it meant to live under someone else's roof, Fan Lele had already tasted the meaning of this word long ago - even in her own home.

"I'm really tired Dad."

She lay down, covered her head with the quilt, and said in a low voice: "I want to be alone."

There was deathly silence in the ward. Fan Guowen, who was standing in front of the bed, had a pale and blue face.

He probably didn't expect why his daughter, who was always quiet, well-behaved and sensible, suddenly burst out and talked so much.

But it looked like Fan Guowen wasn't going to understand.

He yelled, "Are you crazy? Who am I making money for? Isn't it just to support your education? In the countryside, which girl of your age still has education? I don't care about you? How can I not care about you?"

After yelling several times, the man started to pull at the balled-up quilt, as if he wanted to continue lecturing.

Luo Shiqin clipped on her work badge, then chose the right time to leave from the door, intending to go up and give him a hammer first.

But what was unexpected was that an outsider rushed in first.

The beautifully dressed woman pushed the door open, and the door hit the wall with a painful wail.

She first took a quick look at the people in the ward, and frowned when she saw Yang Yan and Tan Keping, but quickly shifted her gaze away from them and focused on the man who was making trouble unreasonably.

"Fan Guowen!!"

The newly appeared woman's eyebrows were raised, and her bright eyes were filled with anger.

The high heels made a crisp and powerful sound as they hit the floor, and the woman quickly came in front of Fan Guowen and punched him in the face!

"What are you doing to my little niece!!"

One punch was not enough for Fan Guoli, so she picked up her handbag and smashed it on her brother's head, causing the already dizzy man to fall to the ground.

Everyone who witnessed this was stunned.

"I told you at the beginning to let Yueyue take the child away, and you just pay the child support every month," she bent over, pinched the man's ears hard, and screamed, "You don't know how to raise the child, and you're harming my little niece! Why are you fighting for the right of care? I think you're just an old trouble!"

"Hurry up and apologize to my little niece!!"

Do it in one go!