July 19th.

PM·20:30 points.

Jiang Xueming and Bu Meixing sat in the back row of Black Volga and were about to head to Jiujie Station to start the next journey.

Before leaving, Jiang Bailu could feel it faintly—

——The brother seems to be going to take risks again, to that terrifying and treacherous underground world like a fairy tale.

The little sister lifted up the broken hair on her forehead, put aside the air bangs of the pear blossom head, and trotted all the way to the car, "Brother, touch me!"

When Jiang Xueming heard his sister's call, his eyes became gentle. He held Bai Lu's round face with both hands and poked his body out of the car window.

The two of them touched their foreheads, and their eyes were full of reluctance.

Bai Lu whispered: "I'm sorry, brother, I peeked at your diary..."

Jiang Xueming didn't say anything, but just returned to the car, took out the log, and turned to the page of the suicide note.

Bai Lu nodded immediately, her voice was crying, but she did not cry, "I saw this too. I understand what you mean, I understand - no matter whether you come back or not, I will become strong. I will not find another you in life, nor will I blame myself. I want to live a good life. You will become sand, clouds and rain, soil and sun, and sea. You have always been by my side. You have never left me."

Jiang Xueming smiled very happily: "Well, are you ready?"

"I'm not ready." Bai Lu's mouth was so aggrieved that she suddenly burst into tears in her eyes: "How can you prepare for this? Ask yourself, are you ready? If I'm getting rid of my braids because of that branding strange disease, are you ready?"

"Your story has not been finished, and you will never die." Jiang Xueming said sincerely and persistently: "I will not do extra things. When you are sick, if this suicide note is really delivered to you, it will also be the person at the station who found me and me. The little black cat received the log and will definitely give you medicine. It is a good cat who keeps promises and does things fairly - unlike Brother Ye Bei's bad white cat, who will only follow you to do bad things. He asks the masters to wear small skirts and play unfair games."

Bai Lu asked timidly: "Then...when I couldn't hold on at that time, and you hadn't rushed back with the medicine bottle, I'll go to the Hall of Hell to report you?"

"That's fine, I don't have to write a second suicide note." Through the car window, Jiang Xueming took care of his sister's hair and continued, "I will burn you to ashes to prevent the virus from spreading. Then I will take you to a place where no one can find it. In this place, no one will force anyone to marry. Then I will start my life again - except for the funeral, I will never shed any unnecessary tears for you. I know you are looking at me, just like I am looking at you. If there is really an underworld in the world, which dead person will be happy to see the crying of his closest family in the world?"

"Well! You're right! Brother..." Jiang Bailu was very sensible and stopped crying, her nose and eyes were still red: "Have you considered it? Do you really want to go back to the station? How long will it take to go this time?"

Jiang Xueming still had that serious and persistent expression.

"You must do what you promise others. Half of your life was picked up by Ah Xing.

In this house, we inherited the affection of Brother Ah Xing, lived in his house, ate his and used his. We also asked the three teachers to teach me.

We must repay these kindnesses, otherwise they will become ungrateful bad guys. He is going to take risks in the underground world now, so I will bring him back safely. We will take care of each other. You help me, I will help you, one stroke after another, and this is what the word "man" is written."

Jiang Bailu understood what her brother meant, rubbed the tears on her face, nodded and responded: "Well... I will wait for you to come back, and I will never cause trouble for you. Don't worry, you must concentrate when working - I'm eighteen years old, I want to grow up, I need to grow up quickly."

Jiang Xueming touched his sister's head and said softly: "Don't worry, take your time, it will be faster. Taking a long way is actually a shortcut."

"Although I don't understand very much." Jiang Bailu silently wrote down: "But I remember, brother. Did Brother Ye Bei teach you this sentence?"

"Yes, it's what Brother Ye Bei told me." Jiang Xueming admitted frankly: "When I really needed money, I wanted to steal and rob me. He helped me and said this to me."

"It's a shortcut to take a long journey... It's faster to take your time..." Bai Lu muttered, turned around and headed towards the big house, and suddenly became energetic: "Brother! I won't take the Academy of Fine Arts anymore! I don't want you to teach me how to draw!"

Across the distance, Jiang Xueming shouted loudly: "Don't you study? What are you still going to do? Are you selling beef and offal like me?"

Jiang Bailu also shouted loudly: "I will study hard! But I will definitely not cause you trouble! Never!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xueming didn't think about it carefully and greeted Ms. Sansan next to the gate: "Bai Lu, please take care of you! Sansan01!"

"My employer, please take care of you, Mr. Jiang Xueming." San301 patted the mud on his shoulder, like the salute he had when he first met.

Three coaches stopped and watched.

Teacher Li and Teacher Liu slapped their high-fives to celebrate.

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"That kid is gone."

"It's great, I can rest."

Only Coach Zhou was a little lonely and held a bow and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Bai Lu called out these uncles, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Li! I have something to trouble you!"

The three uncles were all stunned.

Miss Sansan also looked at Bai Lu curiously and asked, "Little Sister Jiang family, what do you want to do? Are you worried about me taking care of you? Or are you worried about your brother?"

"No, I feel very at ease in my brother's work." Bai Lu was thinking about something else.

——Xiaoqi and Brother Xueming told us that there are bad people who are coming to harm us.

——Maybe I will become my brother’s weakness and I can’t hold him back.

Thinking of this, Bai Lu's eyes became colder and colder, and more [real] - the two teachers became more and more scared.

"You won't..." Teacher Li started to stutter when he spoke. The look of his eyes was too familiar. He had seen it countless times these days.

Teacher Liu was holding the weapon bag, his hands trembling: "What a joke, this girl looks weak... Don't scare yourself..."

Teacher Li muttered to himself and comforted himself: "That's right... Mr. Xing said that these two guests were abducted into the mountain village since childhood. They may not necessarily be brothers and sisters. Fighting depends on talent..."

Before he finished speaking, Coach Liu shivered and a pistol was shaken from his weapon bag.

Bai Lu contacted it steadily, holding the gun—

——Pull the sleeve and check the barrel.

——Lock the insurance and hand it out with the reverse grip.

The grip was facing Teacher Liu, and the empty gun barrel was facing himself.

Coach Zhou suddenly became energetic and immediately walked towards the training venue with various supplements and protein powders.

Bai Lu bowed and said concisely: "Two teachers, I'm afraid you'll have to bother you for a while. I have to go to school every day. If you have time after seven o'clock, please! I want to protect myself!"

The Volga sedan is driving farther and farther.

There was a strange silence in the air.

......

......

Once again—

——Volga is the most congested section of the road in HK, and the busiest streets are parked in the vast traffic.

But this time Jiang Xueming didn't hear Brother Qi's screams.

He could only hear Bu Meixing whimpering around him—

"—Brother Ming... I can't help it, sorry... I can't help it when I was in the same period between you and Bai Lu just now..."

Ah Xing kept sucking tissues, and just wiped his tears, and then blew his nose harshly.

Seeing that scene made Jiang Xueming give in and unconsciously moved his butt and hid next to the car door.

He still kindly reminded: "That's my sister...not your sister..."

"I will cry when I watch a movie..." Ah Xing explained aggrievedly: "You know... I can't stand these things."

Jiang Xueming decided to ask for help outside the venue: "Brother Qi, please persuade me."

"Wuwuwu... Bai Lu is so sensible...Wuwuwu..." Xiaoqi was also crying in the driver's seat, his voice bigger than Ah Xing, and howled even more shrill: "What are you trying to persuade? I'm crying too! Fuck! Why is this road so fucking blocked??"

Jiang Xueming covered his face with both hands and couldn't do anything about it.

——Take a deep breath and adjust your mindset.

——Say something else, say something else.

"Axing, I haven't figured out one thing before."

"You ask, I'll listen, Brother Ming."

"At Fangfeng settlement, Mr. David told us that there were many station engineering team members who were mentally ill. I was anxious at the time and only cared about Bai Lu's affairs, so I didn't think about it. Later, when I recalled this, I felt it was incredible and there were many doubts. Do you have any clues?"

"Ah... that Mrs. Canaan never revealed this information. The things she stuffed into my head were very confused. I don't know whether these scattered images are true or false-but when you ask about this, I put myself in my shoes and think about it, it seems that I can get the answer."

"Speak slowly, I'll write it on my laptop, maybe I can get a BOSS to exchange for something."

"For example, we are construction workers in the engineering team who have been working in the underground for many years."

"Um."

"We may have partners, because of work convenience or other reasons, have families - but those are not the true thoughts of our hearts."

"Well...you mean that dream?"

"Yes, I think these [mentally ill] people may have had the same dream as us. On that beach, on the bench under the western building, under the hallucination of Mrs. Canaan, they recognized the people who are truly important in their lives, and then suddenly changed their temperament and embarked on another road."

"Is this your guess?"

"Yes."

“Very romantic guess.”

"You are also a romantic person, Brother Ming. I want to learn from you, and leave a suicide note for my mom."

"It's better not."

"Why?"

"When she sees this thing, she may hold your funeral in advance. If you are not dead, your relatives and friends will feel that the atmosphere is coming. Your mother may send you on her way. I really have to learn a funeral craft."
To be continued...