Chapter 95: Strangers

The remaining stars were gradually swallowed by the gloomy sky, the cold air was filled with the breath of the morning sun, and the wall clock hanging on the wall rang a crisp sound, announcing the arrival of a new day.

In the warm quilt, the sick boy was drowsy, but he still stretched out a hand to grab the corner of the man sitting on the bed.

"It's dawn, why don't you sleep?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse. He lowered his eyes to look at the boy, raised his hand to tidy up the soft quilt that was slightly messy.

Xie Diyu's fever had just subsided, and the effect of the medicine had taken effect. He was already very sleepy, yawning frequently, and tears of reason welled up in the corners of his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and said, "No, you keep talking, I'll go to sleep after you finish."

Song Shinan bent his fingers and gently tapped the boy's white forehead: "I really can't do anything with you."

He got up, first went to get a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table, then pulled the curtains, and when he sat back in the chair, he also turned off the main light in the bedroom, leaving only a night light.

The light was dim, and the man's eyes were slightly depressed. He stared at a Q-version kite pattern on the water cup, and said in a low voice: "That day, I was planning to sneak upstairs..."

His thoughts seemed to have returned to many years ago, when his parents were still alive and young.

And he, young and frivolous, thought he could be a hero and save the beauty.

The weather that night was not very good. It was gloomy before it got dark. Because Gu Yao had informed his parents of his behavior of taking Shishi away last time, Song's father and mother were actually unwilling to accept the invitation to the New Year's Eve party this time in order to avoid more trouble.

But after Song Shinan threw a tantrum and swore a promise, the two elders reluctantly took him to the manor to attend the dinner.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere then, do you hear me?"

At the gate of the manor, Song's father sternly warned his son, fearing that this rebellious son would cause him trouble again.

Song Shinan nodded repeatedly.

He really listened to Song's father and mother. He didn't go anywhere that night, and played with his mobile phone under their noses.

When the banquet was almost over, Song Shinan suddenly asked to go to the bathroom.

Song's mother frowned and said, "We're almost home, can you hold it in for a while?"

Song Shinan ran towards the garden without looking back, shouting, "People have three urgent needs. It's not good to hold it in. I'll be back soon."

A cold wind blew and the trees in the garden were swaying in the wind, and petals fell one after another. Song Shinan hummed a song and walked briskly. Even though it started to drizzle in the sky, he felt happy when he thought that he would be able to see his sister and apologize in person.

Song Shinan rubbed a beautifully crafted bracelet with his fingertips, and the smile on his face became more and more brilliant. As long as he went up the stairs in the garden, he would be able to reach the second floor of the manor. Then...

"Sister! Don't!"

A panicked voice pierced the rain curtain, and the boy subconsciously looked up.

In an instant, the blood on his face disappeared. He quickly stepped forward, trying to catch the sister who fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, but he missed. The soil, the bushes, the flowers and leaves... There was a lot of blood, all the color of blood.

The bracelet clenched in his palm fell and landed in a pool of blood. Song Shinan frowned, his eyes were blank, and the world was spinning in front of him, as if he would faint in the next second. He bit his lip, slowly squatted down, and touched the woman's cheek with trembling fingers.

"Ah... Sister, it's cold here, it's... raining, let's not sleep here... OK?"

His voice was trembling, his words were incoherent, and the moisture on his face was hard to tell whether it was tears or rain.

"Get out!"

Gu Yao, who heard the noise and rushed over, grabbed Song Shinan, and his body was filled with low pressure.

Song Shinan stood there in a daze, watching Gu Yao coldly calling 120. That gentle, beautiful elder sister...will never open her eyes again, and will never, with a hint of helplessness, blame him for fighting with Gu Bingchen.

Gu Bingchen?

Yes, why didn't Gu Bingchen hold the elder sister?

Song Shinan raised his head suddenly, looking at Gu Bingchen hanging on the railing with a sad expression, and his heart suddenly burned with anger. He pushed through the crowd and ran straight to the terrace.

"Gu Bingchen! What are you doing?!"

"Why didn't you catch her!"

He pushed open the door, clenched his fist, and hit with all his strength. Blood instantly gushed out of the tip of Gu Bingchen's nose. His body was unstable, his steps staggered, and he fell to the ground immediately.

The female bodyguard quickly controlled Song Shinan's hands.

"Master Song, calm down."

"Calm down? How can I calm down? Let me go!" Song Shinan was very strong at this time, and he actually broke free from the shackles of the female bodyguard. He strode forward, holding Gu Bingchen's collar with both hands, pressing him under him, with a sad expression, and roared, "Speak up! I ask you! Why didn't you catch my sister!" "

Answer me!"

Song Shinan shouted this sentence with all his strength, and tears flowed down his face: "Tell me, why? Why?"

Yes, why?

Why didn't he notice the despair and determination to die hidden behind the sister's smile.

If she had discovered it earlier, my sister...my sister wouldn't have chosen to jump off the building...

Gu Bingchen stared at his hands, his mind was blank.

"Gu Bingchen...I will never forgive you...never!"

Song Shinan was dragged up by the Song family's parents who rushed over. His eyes were red and he looked at Gu Bingchen with cold eyes.

"I will...I will seek revenge on you sooner or later! Revenge for my sister..."

Revenge?

You don't have to...

The boy lowered his head, his eyes were dark, and his tears were intertwined with anger and hatred.

...

The sky outside was completely bright.

Gu Bingchen felt dizzy and sleepy, still mumbling: "Since that day, Song Shinan would fight me whenever he saw me. I didn't resist at first, probably because I thought I deserved to die."

Jiang Yunqi closed the curtains, heard what he said, gently patted the back of Gu Bingchen's hand, and tucked the corner of the quilt.

"Song Shinan is just like a wild dog, fighting without any rules. Once in a fight, I fought back, and then we both went to the hospital."

"He broke my left hand, and I kicked and broke two of his ribs."

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I heard that the Song family encountered an opportunity and moved to the capital."

"Later, after I came to power, I only saw Song Shinan a few times."

"He is not the same as when he was a child. Of course, he has grown up, so how can he be the same?"

Gu Bingchen closed his eyes in the warm quilt.

"But he is still alive, which is good."

His breathing gradually became steady, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while. He must have been very tired.

In the silent room, Jiang Yunqi sighed imperceptibly.

This dusty past is between the two of them. If that gentle woman is still alive, they may become very good friends.

At the very least, they should not be strangers like they are now.

Jiang Yunqi was worried that Gu Bingchen would fall into a nightmare again, so he turned off the lights, opened the quilt, and lay back on the bed to take a nap.

The weather has been pretty good in recent days, with a light blue sky and white clouds inlaid with orange and yellow gold edges. Looking out the window, the scenery is pretty good.

There are many well-equipped vehicles in the largest square in the capital, where hundreds of superpowers gathered. These superpowers were all superpowers who rushed in from all over the place a few days ago. Some have outstanding abilities, and some are very lucky. In the center of the stage, Zhou Jun was wearing a uniform, holding a remote control in his hand, and behind him was a huge screen.

When Gu Bingchen and others arrived, the exchange association had already started for quite some time.

Tang Yichao learned from other people that the names of the superpowers who joined the association would keep flashing on the screen. Zhou Jun only needed to press the remote control and the scrolling screen would stop. At that time, the superpower whose name appeared would go up to share his superpower experience.

Of course, sharing experience is also voluntary. If you don't want to, the person in charge of the organization will not force you.

"In addition to sharing experience, there is another way to communicate." Tang Yichao whispered, "If the superpower whose name is drawn to go on stage feels that sharing experience is useless, he can invite the superpowers in the audience to come on stage to compete, and stop there." "

And, the superpowers in the audience can't refuse."

Tang Yichao, a social expert, quickly became familiar with the crowd and even became brothers with several big brothers.

The names scrolled quickly on the big screen, and Zhou Jun pressed the remote control.

"Chu Wanyue?"

"This name sounds like a woman, it's boring."

"Oh, a water-type esper? Even more useless."

Chu Wanyue's name and esper appeared on the big screen, and the crowd booed.

Tang Yichao glared at those people, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to argue, but was pulled by Chu Wanyue. She shook her head and said, "It's okay, they have their own mouths, how they say it is their business, I don't care."

Chu Wanyue said, and walked onto the stage under the curious, disdainful and contemptuous eyes of the crowd.

"Ms. Chu, hello." Zhou Jun was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect that the external conditions of this water-type esper were so superior. While he was amazed, he couldn't help but look down on her like the people in the audience.

Chu Wanyue tilted her head slightly and smiled softly: "It seems that we don't have to share our experience, right?"

Zhou Jun had an expression that said, "As expected." Just as he was about to ask her to leave, he heard a woman's clear and pleasant voice through the microphone, spreading throughout the square.

"I can choose people to compete, right?"

Except for Jiang Yunqi and his group, about 80% of the superpowers were surprised, and most of them were men.

Even if women become proud superpowers, men still think that women are inferior to men. While despising and looking down on women, they are also jealous and afraid.

They are jealous of women's superpowers, and they are also afraid that women will overturn the rights enjoyed by men after they have stronger abilities.

"I'll compete with you."

The muscular man jumped onto the competition platform. He looked up and down at the slender and gentle woman. When he fell on Chu Wanyue's beautiful face, his eyes were lewd and evil, and he said with ill intentions: "Little sister, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible. If your face is hurt, your brother will be distressed."

Chu Wanyue stood at the other end of the competition platform, with a smile that did not reach her eyes.