Two realities, one Song Qinglan.

A reality was a month ago, and a reality was a month later. When these two realities began to overlap, the call from a month ago was received by Song Qinglan a month later. It accidentally connected the two realities and pulled them back briefly, but as soon as the phone hung up and the link was broken, they were pulled back to their reality a month later.

Both of them knew very well that even if Song Qinglan called back immediately after this link was broken, the person on the other side of the phone could only be the current grandpa, and they could no longer be pulled back to their original reality.

They are like a film separated from the original reality.

I can see and touch, but I can't really join in.

Song Qinglan thought, "You said, will anyone call me in a month?"

During the rainy season: "Even if it did, it won't be at this point in time."

The other reality is now at point "B", which is still relative to them in the bubble world. The call just now happened to be made at point "B", but how could it happen that there are so many calls from point "B".

It is even more impossible to call during the rainy season.

One is because his mobile phone was just thrown away, and the other is that his social circle and circle of relatives and friends are limited to three members of the Ji family.

Not to mention that he went on a mission, that is, he completely disappeared from the reality, and no one would care except for the Ji family... Thinking of this, he was suddenly shocked during the rainy season, and the negative emotions did not know when he would be occupied again. Thinking, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have had the idea of ​​"that reality is not worthy of nostalgia, and it is no different from here, so it is better to stay here".

The weather is so hot, but the coolness in my heart during the monsoon rains.

The influence of this world on them is almost pervasive. He looked down and saw his handcuffed with Song Qinglan, quietly relieved.

fine.

There is this handcuffed in.

Like Song Qinglan said, at least he can't run away at all.

The thinking became complicated again, and when the monsoon rains, he raised his hand feelingly and grabbed Song Qinglan's wrist.

His eyes fell on the opponent's watch, and the beating second hand turned regularly and orderly.

Song Qinglan asked: "What's wrong?"

My face changed during the monsoon rain: "We have to get out of here right away!"

The memory quickly returned to when they were buying tickets at the small station-after Song Qinglan asked him for an ID card, she used her injured hand to click on the screen to buy the ticket, and the train schedule information was right under her. The picture was flashed by the cut page after Song Qinglan chose the shift, but it was deeply engraved in the memory of monsoon rain.

Immediately after the suspension train they took, another train will also pass this track! At that time, just like the overturned train, the next train will also collide with this train ghost in reality!

Standing on this air track as a flesh and blood body, encountering that kind of situation is almost inevitable, and the danger can be imagined!

When he said this, Song Qinglan also looked tense: "How long will it take?!"

Excellent mental arithmetic ability during the rainy season: "No more than three minutes at most! Go!"

Song Qinglan was standing on the roof of the car, her eyes locked in the opposite direction from when they ran away. It turned out that there was a maintenance plank road nearly a hundred meters away behind them, and they had to go there immediately!

Too late to take care of the passengers who were following them, the two started a new rush without any explanation.

On the carriage, the two desperately rushed to the maintenance plank road.

Under the carriage, a group of passengers moved with the sound, like unconscious corpses.

This scene was astonishingly similar to when they were at Jinwu No.2 Base. At that time, they were running wildly on the ventilation ducts, behind and under their feet were zombies with mouths wide open.

They will always survive in desperate situations.

"Go down!"

Song Qinglan slammed the brakes, and they were already close to the plank road.

With the experience of climbing on the roof just now, the handcuffs didn't get in the way this time. The two cooperated in tandem and quickly jumped off the ground.

More than a dozen passengers who caught up with them came from under the phantom of the suspended train, and silently stretched out their hands to control them in place. For a while, the two of them were surrounded by groups and could not get out, as if they were in a horrible silence. drama.

During the rainy season, he said anxiously: "The car is coming!"

Song Qinglan: "You get off first!"

The two quickly descended down the plank road, and some passengers also followed them down.

More and more passengers were chasing, but the narrow plank road could not accommodate so many people at a time. When the rainy season looked up, they saw dozens of faces quietly looking at them.

These people are completely unaware and don't know that death is near.

When the plank road climbed halfway, there was a faint sound of breaking wind in the air.

That is the sound of the train running at high speed, from far to near, close at hand in the blink of an eye!

"boom-"

In the earth-shaking noise, the new suspended train was squeezed away by the phantom, and the body suddenly bounced in the air. It collided with the train that had overturned on the side, and it fell apart in an instant.

Huge steel pieces flew around in a whirl, slashing the heads of this row of people who were staring at the plank road below!

Blood and brain plasma burst out, and the headless corpse fell upside down into the sky.

It was as if someone woke up and screamed.

The movement of the two climbing downwards did not stop. Before the monsoon rains even had time to look down, a giant appeared in their vision-it was a section of the car that had been thrown off! It came to repair the plank road and smashed the air track above the plank road into a vacancy in the blink of an eye!

The plank road lost its connection point, and it made a horrible "squeak" sound, and it was about to break. When it fell, they would slam on the concrete floor and wall at the bottom of the air track column!

"Dump into the water!" Song Qinglan shouted sharply.

They were no more than five or six meters away from the lake, and there was almost no hesitation during the monsoon rains. When Song Qinglan held his hand, the two jumped.

"Boom!"

High water splashed on the lake.

The two fell into the lake and vaguely heard the sound of the steel-framed plank road collapsing and the hard concrete floor. There were other things falling around me, parts, glass, or only half of the human head...everything could be seen clearly in the clear lake.

The posture of entering the water was wrong, and while sinking to the bottom, severe pains came from the eardrums and chest during the monsoon rains, and almost couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The waist tightened, and Song Qinglan next to him turned him over.

Air bubbles rise in the water.

Both saw each other's face clearly.

Song Qinglan sighed and hugged people in this face-to-face manner, trying to bring them to the surface with her excellent water quality.

Handcuffs became the biggest obstacle again. During the monsoon rains, he had to curl the handcuffed arm behind his back so that Song Qinglan could wrap his waist. This was not enough. The instinct to survive was too strong, and she quickly hugged Song Qinglan with her other arm during the monsoon rains.

Under the water, their skin and flesh are close to each other.

Don't move at all during the rainy season, try to minimize the resistance, and let Song Qinglan swim alone.

"Wow!"

It seemed that after a century had passed, the two finally rushed out of the water, fresh air poured into their lungs instantly, and both of them puffed out their breath.

"Cough cough cough!" He choked water during the rainy season, coughing dimly.

The water level around him kept dropping, it was Song Qinglan who had stepped on the bottom of the lake near the shore and was walking towards the shore.

When the lower body was completely out of the water, it was only in the monsoon rains that I realized that my legs were wrapped around Song Qinglan's waist, like a koala holding a wood for survival.

This posture is too difficult to describe.

The sun shone brightly on them.

Song Qinglan's soaked shirt pressed tightly to the skin, revealing a beautiful flesh color and graceful muscle lines.

During the monsoon rain, I can feel every part of their bodies that they touch, whether it’s the back under his arms, the shoulders against his chin, or the waist with his legs wrapped around, they are full of young men with extremely high levels of force. Explosive power.

With every step taken in this posture, the thoughts during the monsoon rains become even more filthy.

But after choking on the water, I got out of my body and my chest was sore that I couldn't go by myself during the monsoon rains.

Besides, the other party doesn't seem to be struggling at all.

He simply hung on Song Qinglan, pretending that he didn't know anything.

Embarrassment is embarrassing.

No straight man would like this kind of "trust."

Maybe it was because he was too straight. When Song Qinglan put him down after going ashore, she actually gave him a hand.

Obviously it was the same posture as holding a child. When the big hand was placed on a soft and elastic place, the five fingers sank, and both of them froze.

During the rainy season: "...I am awake."

Song Qinglan: "...I'm sorry."

During the monsoon rain, my throat was a little dumb, and my eardrums and chest were still aching.

Song Qinglan put him on a big rock, and he might not be better. That handsome face was pale in ordinary days, and even his lips were white, as if he was holding back something.

It was quickly discovered during the monsoon rain.

Song Qinglan's hand leaning with him was softly slumped, looking very abnormal.

He immediately understood-Song Qinglan asked him to jump first when they jumped down from the plank road. The handcuffs handcuffed the two together. Although the force is mutual, because of the posture, the weight of his jump will inevitably change. Song Qinglan's hand was dislocated, causing a fall-type injury to the person who jumped back.

During the rainy season, he was stunned: "Team Song, your hand..."

"fine."

After Song Qinglan finished speaking, she took it for herself with a "click", she bit her teeth in the severe pain, and the pain made her whole person trembling.

Song Qinglan seemed to be injured along the way.

The right hand that was pinched by the train door, the scratches on his face and arms when he was chased and surrounded, the left hand that was dislocated when diving... After the wrist was in the right position, it took more than ten seconds before Song Qinglan opened his eyes again.

Those black eyes that looked like cold pools had already recovered their composure, without mentioning their injuries, they just asked: "Counselor Ji, can you still go?"

Before the monsoon rains, Song Qinglan said again: "If you can't, let's rest for five minutes. We walk along here towards the plank road, and we can see the road in the past two kilometers."

During the rainy season, he said: "I can."

Song Qinglan looked at him, but instead sat down, looked at the watch and said, "Forget it, you are not tired, I am tired, and I have to catch my breath when hanging up. Let's rest for a while before continuing."

The road to Jiangcheng couldn't be easier as imagined, but the facts have made people feel what it means to be frustrated along the way.

Fortunately, Fujitailai, the two of them only wore socks, and after a long journey of two kilometers, they finally came to the highway.

The soles of their feet hurt when they stepped on the road, and the sun almost dried them dry.

Neither of them had been so embarrassed in their entire lives.

The scene on the road was astonishing. There were constant traffic accidents, blood was covered in the ground, sirens came from time to time, and fireworks could be seen everywhere.

Like the air track, the original orderly road suddenly appeared out of thin air of countless vehicles, and the overlap of the two realities made them squeeze away the vehicles that were originally moving.

The two stopped moving forward and found a cool place near the road to hide.

About an hour later, a big red sports car hurriedly came.

The sports car was covered in traces of scratches, and it seemed that it had crossed the scene of the accident along the way.

The sports car braked sharply in front of them, the tires made a harsh noise, and a beautiful tail flick came to a halt.

In the driving seat, Li Chun whistled to the disgraced captain and consultant Ji, and took off his sunglasses: "Two handsome guys, do you want to take a ride?"

The two got into the car.

I didn't want to say a word.

The handcuffs were shiny under the sun, Li Chun was stunned, but because Song Qinglan's expression was so stinky, he didn't dare to ask.

His captain really knows how to play!

In shock, Li Chun drove the car out again, fiddled with one hand for a while, and threw water and food in the back seat: "I brought my shoes, 46 yards for the Song team, 42 yards for the season consultant! Look, I One person did three things at the same time, my **** speed, absolutely!"

Song Qinglan grumbled and drank half of a bottle of water: "Tang Le knows you play with his car like this?"

Li Chun: "..."

Li Chun: "Boss, don't care about these details!"

The author has something to say:

Chuner, promise me, can you buy a car by yourself.