Chapter 490: Connections in the Story(1/4)
"I'm not wrong."
Qianye looked at the ax lying on the ground.
A long-lost smile appeared on his face...
The wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, looking like a happy old child.
The lake in front of me.
There are also ripples happening here...
Like a giant object falling into the water, it pushed the lake surface to the side.
He pushed the wheelchair under him and moved slowly towards the location where the ax was placed.
Bending down hard.
Qianye held the ax handle...
"Besides you? Is there anyone else?"
He looked at the ax that he had not seen for a long time, and asked softly with a smile on his lips.
The next moment.
The air seemed to be torn apart.
The big yellow dog raised by the owner of the canteen in the distance seemed to hear something. It pulled hard on the big iron chain that tied him and barked towards the nothingness...
The sea breeze started to blow.
From being gentle at the beginning, it ended up being so severe that Qianye could hardly open his eyes.
His gray hair was blown back by the strong wind.
Stick tightly to the scalp...
In Qianye's narrowed eyes.
Across the distant coast, he saw a black hole that grew from small to large, approaching him rapidly...
Pedestrians on the roadside were shocked by the sudden strong wind.
They all hurriedly ran to find a place to hide, fearing that they would be blown away.
Even the owner of the shop smoking.
I also found that something was wrong.
I hurriedly pulled down the rolling shutter door of the store and closed it...
In just a few minutes.
Behind Qianye.
It seems lonely...
There were only a few people running in the strong wind, looking for shelter.
Little girl being carried on her back by her mother.
I saw Chino sitting lonely by the seashore.
She tried to open her curious eyes.
Said to her mother: "Mom, there is an old grandpa there!"
"Is he unable to walk?"
"How about we carry him together?"
Mother carrying little girl on her back.
He turned around and glanced at Qianye.
She didn't know if something happened to the old man, but he didn't react in the strong wind, just sitting there quietly like a man who had nothing to do.
It's impossible to carry him over there...
She could only say to the child behind her first: "Mom wants to carry you, but she can't carry anyone else. Let's find a place to hide first, and then help the grandpa find the police uncle, okay?"
"All right."
The little girl is very obedient.
Although she felt pity for the old man who was still sitting in the strong wind in her heart, she also understood that her mother had no time to take care of him now.
I can only look at Qianye with praying eyes.
I hope nothing unexpected happens to him...
…
"It's coming."
Qianye felt that his mood had never been so relaxed.
After experiencing this ordinary life.
He felt that many things about himself had changed...
He became less anxious.
Stop looking at things from a single perspective.
Decades of life experience.
What it brought to him was definitely an improvement in his state of mind...
Qianye just looked at the approaching black hole quietly.
There were also huge waves that were rolled up.
Then he tried to hold up his old body.
Try to face the coming storm with a standing posture!
"So, we have to face death directly."
"Is there a chance to return to reality?"
He finally stood up.
The strong wind made his coat whistle!
The frail body seemed to be blown to a certain corner of the world like a kite with its string broken.
But he didn't fall.
I didn’t choose to sit comfortably in a wheelchair.
Instead, he just stood there.
In his hand was the small fruit knife that just emerged from his hand...
Stare directly at the coming storm.
"This is forcing me to be in high school for the first time."
He sighed.
Eventually his expression turned grim.
Hold the extremely simple knife firmly.
Stab at the huge waves rolling towards him!
"That……"
"Just die!"
Qian Yegao drank.
Then it was covered by waves.
Caught in the invisible wind...
…
There was darkness before my eyes.
There is an explosive feeling in the lungs as sea water continues to pour into it...
Such an uncomfortable feeling gave Qianye a real experience of death.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Maybe ten seconds.
Maybe ten minutes…
Or maybe ten hours.
all in all.
To be continued...