Chapter 22 Six Wings
"You modified it?" Jiang Jinyue found it unbelievable. He noticed that there were several tiny needle holes on the fingertips where Lu Qingmian was holding the shirt. He must have been pricked by the needle when he was sewing the clothes.
"Well," Lu Qingmian handed the shirt over, "Put it on and see if it fits."
Jiang Jinyue didn't expect that Lu Qingmian would personally alter the clothes for him just because he casually mentioned that he wanted his mother to help him change the size of his clothes. Apart from his mother, no one had ever done this for him.
"I, I won't try it for now." Jiang Jinyue was so nervous that she subconsciously refused. She stepped back while refusing, but her eyes were always glued to the shirt in Lu Qingmian's hand.
Lu Qingmian hadn't slept all night, and there was a hint of blue in his eyes. Hearing this, he deliberately asked, "You want me to help you put it on?"
Jiang Jinyue paused for a moment, immediately took off his shirt, and ran back to the bedroom in his slippers. He was about to close the bedroom door, but stopped halfway and slowly opened the door again.
Lu Qingmian put down the paper bag, looked at the wide-open bedroom door, narrowed his eyes, and slowly walked over.
Jiang Jinyue turned his back to the bedroom door, recalling in his head what Lu Qingmian had said before, saying that men were afraid to see him. He nervously took off his shirt, straightened his shirt, and threw the shirt over his wings on his back like a cloak. Then he controlled his wings and tried to get out through the two big holes on the back of his shirt.
But this action was obviously too difficult for Jiang Jinyue. He couldn't see where the hole in the shirt was, and he couldn't feel it through his wings when he stretched his hands behind him. He tried several times but couldn't put it on.
The bedroom door was open, and Jiang Jinyue didn't dare to turn around. Lu Qingmian's face kept appearing in his mind. He was afraid that Lu Qingmian was standing at the door looking at him, and he was afraid that he would meet Lu Qingmian's gaze if he turned around.
This feeling of being watched all the time made Jiang Jinyue more and more nervous, his movements became more and more flustered, and his fingertips that were pulling at his shirt were shaking.
Lu Qingmian did walk to the door, but he leaned against the wall beside the door and did not look into the bedroom.
At this distance, Lu Qingmian could hear the sound of the shirt fabric gently rubbing against his skin, the tiny sound of airflow from the flapping wings, and even the hurried breathing of Jiang Jinyue.
Jiang Jinyue was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat broke out on her body, and her milky white skin was stained with a light layer of pink.
Finally, the trembling wings stopped moving in frustration. Jiang Jinyue took a deep breath and turned to look at the bedroom door, but Lu Qingmian was not at the door at all.
There was an inexplicable emotion stirring in his heart. Lu Qingmian wasn't looking at him. He should have breathed a sigh of relief, but the feeling in his chest was not like relaxation at all.
Jiang Jinyue, with a shirt hanging on his wing, quietly walked towards the door, only sticking his head out with his eyelids drooping. His voice was a little trembling, and it was very pitiful: "Lu Qingmian..."
"explain."
Jiang Jinyue didn't expect Lu Qingmian's voice to be right beside him. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He pretended to be calm and said, "I can't put on my shirt."
Lu Qingmian lowered his head and saw Jiang Jinyue’s dark head and half of his bare shoulders.
"Is the size not suitable?" Lu Qingmian asked.
Jiang Jinyue shook his head, "It's the wings... I can't fit through the hole at the back."
Lu Qingmian: "Turn your back to me and I'll help you put it on."
Jiang Jinyue took a deep breath, as if preparing himself mentally. He stood up straight from the door, with his back to Lu Qingmian. His wings were trembling slightly, causing the shirt covering them to shake as well, and the lace bow behind the wings to tremble as well.
It was a poor little rooster.
Lu Qingmian walked to the door, and his eyes moved from the top of Jiang Jinyue's head to his shoulders.
"I might run into you. Do you still need my help?" Lu Qingmian asked.
Lu Qingmian's voice was obviously cold and chilly, but Jiang Jinyue felt a burning sensation in his heart.
He nodded vigorously, then remembered that his back was facing Lu Qingmian, and immediately said, "If you want help, I... I can do it!"
Lu Qingmian raised his hand, and his fingertips reached into the hole on the back of the shirt, touching the soft feathers. The place he touched immediately shook violently, and he heard Jiang Jinyue take a deep breath.
"Jiang Jinyue," Lu Qingmian's fingertips retreated a little, and his tone was serious, "I'm going to touch you."
"Hmm..." Jiang Jinyue answered softly.
The fingertips that were retreating were stretched out, and the palms were pressed against the soft feathers of the wings, all the way to the base of the wings.
Jiang Jinyue subconsciously straightened his back, opened his lips slightly, and bit his lower lip hard, swallowing back the exclamation that was about to come out.
Lu Qingmian followed the base of the wing, stretched open the hole in the shirt, and pulled the wing out from inside. Then he touched the base of the other wing. There were four wings in total, and Lu Qingmian did this four times.
When the shirt was finally hung on Jiang Jinyue's shoulders, Jiang Jinyue could hardly stand. He held the door frame with one hand and his legs were shaking.
"I put it on."
Lu Qingmian withdrew his hand, and seeing that Jiang Jinyue could barely stand, he asked, "Do you want me to help you?"
Jiang Jinyue kept shaking her head, messing up her hair, and slowly opened her tightly clenched lips, "I..."
After saying just one word, Jiang Jinyue immediately shut up again. His voice became inexplicably soft and piercing even his own ears.
Lu Qingmian was much taller than Jiang Jinyue. Although Jiang Jinyue had his back to him, from Lu Qingmian's perspective he could clearly see the redness on Jiang Jinyue's ears and neck.
He raised his fingertips to pick up a strand of hair from Jiang Jinyue's ear and tucked it behind her ear. "Did you have any hallucinations?"
Jiang Jinyue opened and closed his lips several times before trying to speak in a deliberately flat tone: "Yes, some..."
Lu Qingmian lowered his head slightly, "Can you overcome it?"
Jiang Jinyue nodded, and nodded again, and put his other hand on the door frame, "I can do it, I definitely can do it."
As he spoke, Jiang Jinyue turned sideways to look over. As he turned around, the front of his unbuttoned shirt was revealed. The sides of the shirt were draped over his chest, with a line of milky white in the middle that was even more transparent than the shirt. The upper half of the shirt was slightly pushed open on both sides, revealing a flash of cherry color.
"As long as I see you, I will know that this is not an illusion and I won't get lost..." Jiang Jinyue looked up at Lu Qingmian's face.
But he didn't expect Lu Qingmian to suddenly rip open the lace bow behind Jiang Jinyue, cross his unbuttoned collar and wrap it tightly around his left and right sides, then wrap the lace ribbon behind him in front of him and tie a knot with force.
The shirt completely wrapped Jiang Jinyue tightly. Lu Qingmian pressed Jiang Jinyue's shoulders again, turned him around, and said, "Try to get rid of the illusion by only listening to my voice today. Can you do it?"
Lu Qingmian spoke seriously and earnestly. Jiang Jinyue had no doubts at all. Like a student who particularly obeys his teacher, he nodded vigorously, put his hands in front of him and clenched them into small fists. "I understand, Doctor Lu!"
After Jiang Jinyue got rid of the illusion and calmed down, Lu Qingmian pushed him back into the bedroom and asked him to put his shirt in order by himself.
Jiang Jinyue untied the knot in front of her with a puzzled look on her face, fastened the buttons, and then pulled two long lace ribbons to tie a bow behind her. Finding it difficult, she gave up and walked out dragging the two lace ribbons like a tail.
"It fits me well!" Jiang Jinyue exclaimed, thanking Lu Qingmian repeatedly.
Lu Qingmian had already sat back on the sofa, supporting his chin with his legs crossed. His posture was a bit deliberately relaxed, but Jiang Jinyue didn't notice it.
"As long as it fits."
The shirt that was changed to a waist-hugging one when worn by Jiang Jinyue perfectly showed off her beautiful waistline. However, compared with the well-fitting shirt, the pants that were too wide and hung on her hips looked particularly weird.
Lu Qingmian walked over and skillfully took out a hairpin from Jiang Jinyue's trouser pocket. He pulled out the wide waistband of the trousers, folded it, and fixed it with the hairpin. He then tied the two lace ribbons into a beautiful bow.
"I'll just have to make do with the pants for now. I haven't learned how to alter them yet."
When Jiang Jinyue heard Lu Qingmian mention learning to alter pants, he immediately thought of the wound on Lu Qingmian's fingertips caused by the needle.
He hooked Lu Qingmian's fingertips, found the small red wounds, and gently rubbed them with his fingertips, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Qingmian was stunned for a moment. It was just a few pricks of needles. If Jiang Jinyue hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have remembered it at all.
"No pain, no feeling."
Jiang Jinyue frowned slightly, "How can it not hurt?" He had been pricked by a steel needle before, and he would never forget the pain.
After a moment, tiny golden lights emerged from Jiang Jinyue's fingertips and fell on Lu Qingmian's hand bit by bit, leaving no wounds wherever they touched.
Lu Qingmian's heart felt like it was gently poked. He watched Jiang Jinyue's small movements of constantly rubbing his fingers to find the wound, and his sharp eyebrows relaxed. "I can't let you grow a feather, but you are very active in helping others heal their wounds."
Jiang Jinyue looked up and smiled foolishly at Lu Qingmian. Lu Qingmian pulled his hand back and gently tapped Jiang Jinyue's forehead. "Jiang Jinyue, when will you learn to put yourself first?"
Covering his forehead, Jiang Jinyue pretended to glare at Lu Qingmian fiercely. It was obvious from his expression that he heard but didn't take it seriously.
Lu Qingmian said nothing more and only asked him, "Do you want some noodles? From the noodle shop."
Jiang Jinyue wanted to eat, but he flapped his wings behind him and said, "I can't go like this."
Lu Qingmian smiled mysteriously, took out his phone and dialed a number: "Hey, kid, come and deliver a takeaway. You won't be short of the errand fee."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jinyue guessed, "Is it Tang Zebin?"
Tang Zebin, the naughty kid in the noodle shop.
"Give him a chance to earn some pocket money." Lu Qingmian did not deny it.
Jiang Jinyue felt a little upset when he thought about Tang Zebin's parents, but he hid it well and didn't let Lu Qingmian see it.
While waiting for the takeaway, Lu Qingmian and Jiang Jinyue exchanged their phones, one played games while the other watched a movie.
Lu Qingmian was watching a horror movie as usual. Just after watching the beginning, his phone started vibrating non-stop. Chen Keai was frantically sending WeChat messages to Jiang Jinyue.
Chen Keai: Yueyue! Have you read the school forum? Did you do this?
Chen Keai: It must be you! Who else could be so awesome besides you?
Chen Keai: Guess what? Those people sent me private messages one by one to apologize! They were so tough when we were arguing with each other before, but now they've fallen so fast!
Lu Qingmian frowned slightly, but still handed the phone to Jiang Jinyue.
Jiang Jinyue's hands were so busy pressing the small blocks in Rhythm Master that he barely shifted his gaze. Even so, he still missed a few places. Seeing his score getting lower and lower, Jiang Jinyue complained in a rare moment, "It's over! I can't pass this level again!"
"So stupid." Lu Qingmian took one look and pushed one of Jiang Jinyue's hands away, taking over the buttons on one side. His fingertips danced quickly on the screen following the rhythm, many times smoother than Jiang Jinyue's. In comparison, Jiang Jinyue's other hand was clumsy in operation.
Lu Qingmian saw the right moment and said, "Let go."
Jiang Jinyue immediately withdrew his hand, and Lu Qingmian took over with his other hand, completely taking over Jiang Jinyue's game.
Because they were handing over the phone, the two of them sat very close to each other and their shoulders touched twice, but Jiang Jinyue didn't notice it. He seemed to be familiar with Lu Qingmian's breath, and because he didn't notice it, his touch PTSD was not triggered.
Jiang Jinyue took back his phone and looked through Chen Keai's WeChat. The more he read, the more confused he became, so he asked.
Chen Keai was even more shocked than Jiang Jinyue. He forwarded all the popular posts from the nearby university forum to Jiang Jinyue.
Jiang Jinyue looked at them one by one, and became more and more frightened.
"I made these?"
Lu Qingmian had already successfully completed the song that Jiang Jinyue always struggled with. He looked over and asked, "Don't you know that?"
Jiang Jinyue shook his head. He tried to recall what happened that night and said hesitantly, "I just... dreamed about those things."
Although Jiang Jinyue himself was confused, Chen Keai had already determined that it was Jiang Jinyue who did it.
Today can be regarded as the happiest day for Chen Keai in recent days.
He wanted to thank Jiang Jinyue, but he deleted the word "thank you" every time he typed it. He always felt that thanking her in this way was too formal and would make Jiang Jinyue uncomfortable.
After thinking for a while, Chen Keai opened the voice chat and said, "Yueyue, you'll be a freshman after the summer vacation. Isn't it time to have a relationship?"
"When we were chatting before, I heard that you didn't seem to have ever been in a relationship. Do you want me to introduce you to a few 1s? I guarantee they'll be excellent."
"You're already in college, it's time for you to have a relationship. You can't always be a virgin, right? That's so embarrassing!"
Jiang Jinyue's mobile phone is a generic smartphone. This type of mobile phone has one thing in common, that is, the call volume is extremely loud, and others can hear it clearly even without turning on the hands-free mode. The same is true for WeChat voice calls.
Lu Qingmian listened to every word of the voice messages sent by Chen Keai.
Jiang Jinyue felt something was wrong after listening to just two sentences and wanted to turn it off, but he was too nervous and couldn't help but poke the screen frantically, causing the phone to freeze and become unusable. Chen Keai's voice messages played automatically one after another.
The atmosphere in the small living room became silent.
Jiang Jinyue clutched his cell phone, feeling nervous for some reason as if he was about to be caught doing something bad behind his parents' backs.
Lu Qingmian suddenly laughed, and it was particularly noticeable in the unusually quiet small living room.
Jiang Jinyue slowly turned her head and met Lu Qingmian's dark eyes.
Those eyes were cold and looked gloomy, but there was a smile on his lips.
"Jiang Jinyue, do you want to fall in love?"
Jiang Jinyue immediately shook her head when she heard the light question, like a cautious little animal subconsciously avoiding danger, and tried to deny it: "No, no, how could it be! You know my situation, I can't even hold hands with others."
Lu Qingmian said in a faint voice: "You can hold hands now."
Jiang Jinyue blinked. He hadn't reacted if Lu Qingmian hadn't mentioned it. Now, touching hands with Lu Qingmian no longer triggers the stress response of PTSD. Does this mean that he can shake hands with others normally?
Seeing Jiang Jinyue's thoughtful expression, Lu Qingmian leaned forward, exuding a strong sense of oppression around him.
"Do you still want to hold hands with someone else?"
Jiang Jinyue immediately sat up straight, shook his head again and again, and continued to deny it three times: "No! No! I only shook hands with Doctor Lu! I will not betray Doctor Lu!"
Lu Qingmian tapped his knees with his fingertips, his dark eyes full of attraction as he looked deeply at Jiang Jinyue: "We are just an ordinary doctor-patient relationship. I have no right to restrict you from touching other people's bodies."
Jiang Jinyue imagined the situation of touching someone else's body, frowned tightly, and his face was full of resistance: "I won't touch others. The thought of it makes me... so disgusted."
Lu Qingmian's expression suddenly relaxed. "Really? It seems the treatment wasn't strong enough."
Jiang Jinyue's eyes were clear as she looked at Lu Qingmian seriously, "I'll leave it to Dr. Lu from now on."
Being looked at by such clear eyes, Lu Qingmian turned his head away in embarrassment.
Like a dark monster suddenly exposed to the sun, with nowhere to hide.
The atmosphere in the small living room gradually became strange again.
Fortunately, Tang Zebin knocked on the door quickly.
Lu Qingmian went to open the door and didn't want to let Tang Zebin in, but Tang Zebin relied on his small stature and squeezed in through the crack in the door.
Jiang Jinyue was frightened and rushed into the bedroom and closed the door. Fortunately, Tang Zebin didn't see him.
The naughty kid was carrying the incubator on his back and looking around the house. When he saw the closed bedroom door, a strange expression appeared on his face.
Tang Zebin placed the insulated box on the table and sat aside with a familiar air. He looked at Lu Qingmian and asked, "Brother Lu, why isn't my brother Jiang coming out?"
Tang Zebin learned Jiang Jinyue's name from Lu Qingmian.
"He's not feeling well," Lu Qingmian made up an excuse. "Here's the money. You can leave after you deliver the noodles."
Tang Zebin counted the extra errand fee Lu Qingmian gave him and stuffed it into his pocket contentedly, his butt still firmly stuck to the sofa, refusing to move.
"No, I'm just visiting Brother Jiang's house. Brother Lu, you're too cruel to kick me out so quickly. I haven't even seen Brother Jiang yet."
Lu Qingmian placed the noodles on the table and chased him away again: "He won't come out if you stay here."
Tang Zebin frowned, as if thinking hard. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at Lu Qingmian with an expression that said, "I get it, I get it. You guys were too intense. My brother Jiang can't get out of bed, right? Not only can he not get out of bed, but he's also covered in scars and can't even show himself to anyone!"
Tang Zebin became more and more excited as he spoke, and kept nodding in self-affirmation.
Lu Qingmian glanced at Tang Zebin and saw a rather obscene smile on the face of the future flower of the motherland. His fingertips felt a little itchy and he couldn't help but want to teach Tang Zebin a lesson.
Tang Zebin was very smart and immediately sensed the danger. He took the initiative to pick up a bowl of noodles and placed it at the bedroom door. He knocked on the door and shouted, "Brother Jiang! I'll put the noodles at the door. You can open the door a little and take them in. Don't worry, I won't go in!"
After a while, the bedroom door opened a little, Jiang Jinyue stretched out his hand, pulled the noodles in little by little, and then pushed out a plastic bag.
"Here you go."
In the plastic bag were the snacks that Chen Keai had given him before, but he hadn't eaten much of them yet.
When Tang Zebin saw the snacks, he didn't care about anything else. He sat on the sofa with the bag in his arms, opened a bag of potato chips and started eating them, chatting with Lu Qingmian while eating.
He said it was a chat, but it turned out to be a one-sided complaint, and it was a complaint against his own grandfather.
"Brother Lu, why do you think my grandfather would do this? Doesn't he have any self-respect?"
"Those guys who came to deliver goods this morning not only ate a free meal in our store, but also took several bottles of drinks for free before leaving! Not only did my grandfather not say anything to them, he also kept smiling. When I got upset, he glared at me!"
"Grandpa said that his family was the only one that hadn't raised its prices yet, and told me not to do this. But I just don't understand. Is that money more important than self-respect?"
Lu Qingmian lowered his head to eat noodles without saying anything. He waited until Tang Zebin had complained enough before saying calmly, "Take the snacks and go back quickly. Don't cause trouble for your grandfather."
Tang Zebin pouted in dissatisfaction, ran to the bedroom door, and added Jiang Jinyue's mobile phone number, QQ number, and WeChat number through the door before leaving contentedly.
Only after the naughty kid left did Jiang Jinyue come out of the bedroom holding a bowl of noodles.
After eating the noodles, Lu Qingmian also left. He seemed to have something urgent to do and left in a hurry.
Because Jiang Jinyue had wings, she couldn't go out and could only spend time in the rental house. She lay down on the bed at around nine o'clock in the evening, but she didn't expect that as soon as she closed her eyes, she received a call from Tang Zebin's number.
Although the call was made using Tang Zebin's number, the caller was actually Tang Zebin's grandfather.
The old man was very anxious on the phone and asked Jiang Jinyue whether he had seen Tang Zebin in the evening and whether Tang Zebin was with him.
From the phone call, we learned that the naughty kid had a big quarrel with his grandfather when the store was about to close at night. He didn't even take his cell phone with him and ran out in his slippers. Tang Zebin's grandfather chased him out but didn't see him, so he called everywhere to look for him.
Jiang Jinyue sat up suddenly, all sleepiness gone. He soothed him, "Don't worry, Grandpa Tang. I'll go look for him too. Xiaobin shouldn't have gotten far. He should still be near the noodle shop. I'll call you as soon as I find him."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jinyue paced around the room anxiously. Finally, he simply took out one of Lu Qingmian's coats, covered his wings with it with his back to the mirror, and held the lapels of the coat tightly with both hands in front, intending to go out like this.
Unexpectedly, I received a call from Lu Qingmian just after I left the house: "Don't go out, I'll go look for her, you wait at home."
Lu Qingmian knew that Tang Zebin’s grandfather would also call Jiang Jinyue, and guessed that Jiang Jinyue would go out.
Jiang Jinyue didn't want to wait at home. "I covered my wings with my coat. It's dark now. I'll go to the side road and look for it. No one should notice me."
Lu Qingmian heard the anxiety in Jiang Jinyue's tone, so he stopped trying to persuade her. Instead, he asked Jiang Jinyue to wait for him at the door. He went to find Jiang Jinyue and they went out together.
Soon, Lu Qingmian came down and took Jiang Jinyue to the alley.
The alley was poorly lit and pitch black at night. Jiang Jinyue was anxious and worried, and didn't care about being afraid. He pulled Lu Qingmian's sleeve and planned to search separately from him.
"I'll go over there, and we'll search separately and contact each other by phone. Don't worry, I won't go to crowded places and won't let others see me." Jiang Jinyue promised seriously.
Lu Qingmian shook Jiang Jinyue's hand firmly, helped him gather the coat covering his wings, and warned him, "Be careful."
The two men, one to the left and the other to the back, began to look for Tang Zebin.
Jiang Jinyue was not familiar with the alleys nearby, so he turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and kept looking at the road. Suddenly, he saw a small pair of slippers at a corner.
The slippers were obviously children's size. They must have fallen off his feet because he was running too fast.
Jiang Jinyue picked up the slippers and found that if he walked further in the direction of the slippers, he would reach the side of the road.
He grabbed his coat tightly, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, but still ran out in the direction where his slippers fell.
Soon, Jiang Jinyue ran to the side of the road.
The roadside is brightly lit, there are many vehicles passing on the road, and there are also many pedestrians walking on the roadside on summer nights.
Although Jiang Jinyue's wings were covered with his coat and he tried hard to retract them, his back still bulged out, which looked very strange. He noticed that someone was looking at him.
The feeling of being watched made Jiang Jinyue tense all over and his hands and feet felt cold. He calmed himself down and walked to the side of the road, looking for Tang Zebin's small figure along the road.
After turning a corner, there is a crossroads ahead.
Under the lights of passing cars, Jiang Jinyue saw a short figure standing on the side of the road, constantly raising his hand to wipe away tears.
It’s Tang Zebin!
Jiang Jinyue immediately ran towards Tang Zebin, but he didn't shout for fear of scaring the child.
However, Tang Zebin suddenly staggered out when a large truck drove over. The shrill sound of the horn resounded throughout the street. Jiang Jinyue's heartbeat almost stopped. He didn't care about anything else and flapped his wings suddenly and flew over.
The coat covering the wings fell to the ground, and the passers-by standing nearby only felt a quick flash of light, as if they saw someone flapping wings?
Jiang Jinyue flew in front of Tang Zebin at incredible speed and hugged Tang Zebin's small body tightly. At this time, the big truck had driven in front of the two of them. The dazzling headlights made Jiang Jinyue unable to open his eyes, and the pedestrians standing on the side of the road began to scream loudly.
It's too late! It's too late!
“No! No!!!”
Jiang Jinyue was so scared that his whole body was shaking, but he still held her tightly and refused to let go. The car lights came into his sight, and he widened his eyes. The gold in his eyes became brighter and brighter. His heart, which had almost stopped beating due to fear, suddenly began to tremble violently. Jiang Jinyue felt a sharp pain in his shoulder blades, and his four wings suddenly stretched out. Below the four wings, countless rays of light gathered and finally turned into a pair of wings that stretched out on Jiang Jinyue's back.
Three pairs of wings flapped vigorously behind Jiang Jinyue, and countless rays of light fell from the edges of the wings. The rays of light fell on the ground and gathered into a river of light. The river of light spread and in a blink of an eye, it climbed up the surrounding buildings, vehicles, and pedestrians along the ground, and finally disappeared into thin air.
The world fell completely silent at this moment.
Jiang Jinyue slowly raised his head and saw countless specks of dust slowly falling in the light.
The big truck stopped in front of them and didn't move. Tang Zebin in his arms had a look of fear on his face, tears hanging on his face but no longer flowing, like a frozen picture after the TV was paused.
Jiang Jinyue held Tang Zebin and stood up. He saw that the driver in the truck was so scared that his eyes were wide open and his mouth was open. His body leaned forward slightly, and he remained motionless with this expression without even blinking.
Not only the big trucks, but all the vehicles on the street and pedestrians on the roadside stopped in their tracks.
Jiang Jinyue turned around and saw Lu Qingmian running towards him from the other direction. Lu Qingmian maintained a running posture, and his expression was one of fear that Jiang Jinyue had never seen before.
It was the first time he saw such an expression on Lu Qingmian's face.
Coming up with some guess, Jiang Jinyue took out his mobile phone and saw that the time on it was frozen, neither the hour, minute nor the second was moving forward.
The world paused at this moment.
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