Chapter 175 He can come up with this
"I don't seem to know you." Qiao Lan said.
The moon sets in the west, but the snow is still bright.
She looked at the wrinkled face and gray hair of the man in the light of the snow, and felt that she had never seen this person before.
"Did you go to the C University campus on the first day of the strong wind? I'm a student there, and if I'm not mistaken, I should have met you there."
The white-haired man was still breathing weakly when he spoke. He was seriously injured and even a simple action like standing was difficult for him.
But the look he gave Qiao Lan was full of unexpected surprise and respect.
"Are you from C University?" Qiao Lan didn't expect to meet an alumnus.
"Yes, I'm in the Department of Physical Education and I'm a junior."
“???”
Qiao Lan didn't understand.
I thought she was an old classmate from C University, but she turned out to be my current classmate. She's also a junior, just in a different college.
Huh? That's not right...
There are people who take the college entrance exam at an advanced age and go to university, but they can't go to the sports department. The sports department is full of energetic young men and strong old women.
"You... this, this has external injuries and internal injuries. Are you mentally okay?" She suspected that the group of people had beaten the old man stupid.
"……well."
The white-haired man smiled bitterly, "Let's talk while we walk."
The two continued on their journey, Qiao Lan still releasing his spatial ability to reduce the difficulty of traveling in the snow. Later, seeing that the old man was really injured and weak, he took out an electric bike with a full charge, let him sit in the back, and took him away.
Collect snow to build a road, ride your bike through, then release snow to cover the ruts, and keep moving forward.
"What a new electric bike, as new as the bicycle you gave us." The white-haired man smiled weakly.
Qiao Lan was shocked again and again.
I couldn't help but stop several times on the way, looking back and looking at the old man in the back seat again and again.
Hey, I still seem to have some impression of his eyebrows and eyes...
According to him, he was a member of the C University self-rescue team during the typhoon.
When the world-destroying wind first started blowing, Qiao Lan stayed overnight at the Cuihua Hotel. When the wind stopped briefly at noon, she took Xiao Li and Xiao Tang out of the hotel and built a safe house in the basement of the kindergarten on Jixiang West Road.
On the way, passing by C University, we found a group of students who survived the strong wind. They were forming a self-rescue team and searching for survivors in the ruins of teaching buildings and dormitory buildings.
Qiao Lan lied that his third uncle worked at the Meteorological Bureau and predicted that the wind would continue to blow, so they should take shelter quickly. He also secretly released several bicycles and loudspeakers and asked them to use these to quickly notify other surviving students to take shelter.
It was a brief encounter.
She thought they would never meet again.
In the end times, life is uncertain at any moment. Who knows if you are alive today or dead tomorrow?
But, fate is so strange, we met again?
The old man with gray hair said that he was one of the students who received bicycles and loudspeakers at that time.
"I broke my arm. I wonder if you still remember."
"...A little bit." Qiao Lan said.
She vaguely remembered that they had met in front of the dormitory building where Xiao Li's classmate lived. The building had completely collapsed, and Xiao Li, who had come specifically to look for his classmates, was standing in front of the rubble in a daze, terrified.
At that time, several boys from the self-rescue team came over and said that they had searched the building several times and there were no survivors.
The one who spoke first was the one with a broken arm. He had tied up his broken arm with a dirty piece of cloth he had found from somewhere. He looked pale and weak, but he was still helping to search and rescue survivors everywhere.
Qiao Lan looked at the old man's eyes and eyebrows, and vaguely remembered the boy from that time.
But why did he change from a young male student to a wrinkled white-haired old man in just a few months?
If you say he is the boy's grandfather, it would be somewhat believable.
"Superpowers..." He smiled bitterly, "The superpower I awakened is healing. I can heal people's injuries, but it will also consume my own life."
Every time he treated an injury, he aged. The more serious the injury, the faster he aged.
If this continues, he might die after a few more times.
He looks very old, but he is actually only twenty years old.
After hearing this, Qiao Lan thought about it and didn't think he was talking nonsense.
Because he did look a little older now than when Qiao Lan had peeked into the house not long ago.
She had previously thought it was fatigue and weakness caused by the injury, but now, after a closer look, it was not weakness at all, it was clearly just a few more wrinkles.
He had just been desperately using energy to heal the wounds of the "Third Brother" who had been blown to pieces, and since he himself was seriously injured, the consumption of his life was obviously very great.
"Your third brother is already dead, and treating his injuries is just a waste of your energy. Next time you encounter this kind of situation, be more cold-blooded and rational, and don't let your emotions get in the way." Qiao Lan warned him, "With time, you'll understand that survival is more important than anything else. Your third brother's last words were for you to live well, so you must take care of yourself in the future and always consider saving your life first, because you're not only living for yourself, but also for those who died."
"Third brother..."
Qiao Lan's words made the white-haired young man named Hou Tian choke up again.
"We were all classmates who were part of the self-rescue team. There were about a hundred people in the team back then, but some got lost, some died, and now there are only a few of us left. The five of us are arranged in order of age, from the oldest brother to the second oldest brother, and after today, I'm the only one left, the fourth oldest. I'm skinny, and my last name is Hou, so they call me Monkey Four... I'll never hear them call me that again."
"My eldest brother, fifth brother, and I are all awakened. My second brother hasn't awakened, but he's in good health. He's a combat major from the physical education department. So, among us, only my third brother can't fight. He hasn't awakened, doesn't know how to fight, and isn't in good health. He always feels guilty about being a burden to us. Even before he died today, he was still blaming himself for hiding and not coming out to save us."
"Why is he blaming himself? I don't blame him at all. If he doesn't hide, is he going to die in vain?"
Hou Tian sat on the back seat of the electric car, staring at the vast snowfield with empty eyes, feeling very sad.
He kept talking and explaining the whole story to Qiao Lan, but in fact he was more reminiscing about the past.
Sometimes the grief is so intense that it seems impossible to hold on without saying or doing something.
"...I don't know when he strapped the explosives to his body, but maybe he'd prepared them long ago. He was a competitive guy. He always topped his grade in the Civil Engineering Department and was a stellar student. His dorm was right down the hall from mine, and when my roommates and I went out to play, have dinner, or pick up girls, I'd always see him at his desk, buried in his studies. Ha, back then I always thought, this guy and I are from a completely different world."
“Who would have thought that one day he would become my brother.”
"Damn, tying explosives to himself, what a think! You don't know, he's such a coward! He was so scared the first time he saw a mutant rat, he peed himself, haha..."
"How dare he blow himself up! What the hell was he thinking?!"
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