"Are you sure that man is dead? Did I really kill him?" Li Jia asked, while holding the bloody knife tightly in his hand.
"Really, really. You killed a killer. You were acting in self-defense. You said it many times yourself." Chen Hansheng said as he looked around.
The side gate of the school leads to a forest path. Usually, not many people walk on it, and at this time in the morning, there are even fewer people. Li Jia feels that the surrounding scene is very familiar, but the cracks on the road and the collapsed brick walls remind him that the world has changed.
"How can you say that so easily? That's a human life!"
"What else can we do? Perform a ritual for him? Let's think about how to save our own lives first. If there are only two of us here, hehe..." Old Chen laughed, but there was no smile in his laughter.
"No one?" Li Jia couldn't care about the previous things at this time, and could only look around with Lao Chen. The most urgent thing now was to find someone, an earthling like them. The power of two people was too small, and he really couldn't imagine how he and the uncle could survive in a completely unfamiliar world.
Li Jia was thinking about all sorts of things. One moment she was thinking whether she should sell buns or make glass to survive, and the next moment she was thinking about what her child would look like if he was taken over by a girl with red hair and purple eyes. Suddenly she heard the uncle's loud roar: "Someone is here!!"
Li Jia felt that the uncle's voice was like a loud bell, shaking him back to the real world. He looked in the direction the uncle pointed and saw a figure swaying in the dormitory area.
An old dormitory from the 1970s collapsed without being able to withstand the impact. The front facade of the house almost completely collapsed, but the back wall and the side walls stood there trembling like a rusty dagger. At this time, many students had spontaneously organized themselves on the ruins to rescue the buried classmates. However, a few quarrels broke through the dull and stagnant air, as if someone had a conflict.
"It's Ji Yijun! This is the class I'm the counselor of! What's wrong with these guys?" Li Jia took a look from a distance and rushed over there hurriedly holding the blood-stained kitchen knife.
"Hey! Put down the kitchen knife!" Old Chen chased him and shouted.
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"Tell me! How could such a good person just disappear?"
"It's all your fault! You're just an executioner!"
Several students, covered in dust and bruised, stood on a pile of rocks and surrounded Ji Yijun, shouting loudly.
Ji Yijun is a freshman. He has a handsome face, not inferior to those idol stars. His body is muscular and smooth because of martial arts. But at this moment, his fair face has turned red, his well-defined nose is breathing heavily, and the small scar at the corner of his eyebrow is twisted. When he heard the questions of these "ungrateful" guys, he felt that his chest was filled with anger and he was about to explode. He looked around and swept his eyes over the students who questioned him, like a young lion, remembering his prey one by one.
"Old Four just told me a joke to reassure me. But in the blink of an eye..." A boy wearing glasses squatted beside a corpse with a bloody face, buried his head in his arms, and sobbed softly.
Ji Yijun glanced at him impatiently, and the little sympathy in his heart disappeared. It wasn't his fault, so why did these people keep pestering him? He waved his hand to dismiss the pointing fingers in front of him, and said again in a vicious tone: "I repeat, I just tried my best to save people, and I couldn't do anything if the wall collapsed."
"If you hadn't been so heroic and insisted on moving that stone pillar, it wouldn't have collapsed. We all told you to take it slow." A tall boy stepped forward and was about to grab Ji Yijun's collar, but he dodged easily. Ji Yijun grabbed the other's collar with his backhand, then raised his arm and pushed him, causing him to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground. Ji Yijun didn't step forward, but pointed at the boy who fell to the ground and shouted, "Bullshit, he's bleeding all the time, how can you take it slow?" Then he pointed at the people around him and said, "If I hadn't been quick, many of you would still be buried under the stone."
This is also true. When half of the dormitory building collapsed, Ji Yijun was out fetching water. When he saw the house collapse, he ignored the danger and called on everyone to save people. In fact, many people here also received his help. But his furious tone and the action of throwing people away were too much, and the students immediately became agitated. Several students came forward to surround Ji Yijun. They all stood up for the person lying on the ground, but after a few harsh words, the quarrel quickly turned into a shoving match.
"You guys are the only ones who want to fight me?" Ji Yijun blocked the attacking hands and feet in two or three moves. He took a step back, rolled up his sleeves, took a stance, and shouted: "Come at me if you dare!" The people around him were not to be outdone, and they all wanted to teach Ji Yijun a lesson. On the ruins under the scorching sun, an untimely fight was about to begin.
"No fighting!"
At this moment, a loud female voice interrupted. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice. It turned out that a girl ran over from the place where the wounded were settled. Ji Yijun only took a glance and his eyes never left her until she jumped lightly onto the pile of stones and stood in front of everyone.
This girl gave him a very special feeling. Although she was definitely good-looking in appearance, with straight eyebrows, big eyes, and a straight nose, what caught Ji Yijun's attention was the heroic spirit that she exuded. No, it was no longer heroic spirit, it was simply a kind of spirit of toughness.
Ji Yijun had never thought of using the word "sturdy" to describe a beautiful girl, but at this moment, when he saw her with a very short braid, wearing a pair of dusty jeans, with her shirt sleeves rolled up and holding a shovel, he suddenly felt that there was no other more appropriate word.
She is also a martial artist! Ji Yijun quickly discovered this from her behavior and gait. This feeling of finding a kindred spirit gave him a little more favorable impression. However, these favorable impressions disappeared after a few seconds, because what the girl said made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
"Have you grown men been shocked into idiots? So many classmates are waiting for us to rescue you, and you have time to fight here? Just use your strength to move rocks. When the disaster relief is over, no one will care even if you beat your brains out." The girl first scolded all the boys who were ready to make a move, and then looked at Ji Yijun, "Your kung fu is not bad? Your family taught you kung fu, so you can bully people at the disaster relief site?"
Ji Yijun suddenly felt that he was in the wrong, but he refused to give in: "I don't practice martial arts to be bullied, who asked you to meddle in my business!" Moreover, he refused to give in and looked tense.
The girl felt annoyed when she saw that Ji Yijun and the other boys didn't give her face, and said to the others, "None of you can match him, and there's no hope even if you go at him together." The others looked at her doubtfully.
Without explaining, she walked directly to Ji Yijun. She slammed the shovel in her hand on the ground and said, "If you really want to fight, I'll wait for you after the disaster relief is over!" As she lifted and lowered it, the head of her old shovel had already been deeply inserted into a piece of cement on the ground. With a casual pull, the cement block was neatly split into two pieces.
"Fight with you?" Ji Yijun realized that he had underestimated this girl. She was not strong at all, but fierce. In his opinion, fighting with a girl was a shameful thing. If he lost, he would be ashamed to face others. He put away his posture and snorted coldly, "I don't have time."
He wanted to leave on his own, but the people around him refused to let him go and insisted that he apologize first. Just as the two sides were still arguing, Li Jia and Chen Hansheng ran over.
"counselor?"
"Senior?"
Coincidentally, many people in the ruins knew Li Jia. Ji Yijun and several other boys were from his class. The girl was named Ye Zi, and she was a junior from the same college.
"Ye Zi? What's going on?" Li Jia had already noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.
After listening to Ye Zi's explanation of the whole process, Li Jia realized that this was a big trouble and had to be solved immediately.
But just when he was still hesitating, Ye Zi said loudly to the others, "Look, your counselor is here, let him explain this to you!"
With all the eyes looking at him, Li Jia had no choice but to say, "Let me take a look at my deceased classmates first."
Li Jia walked to the dead Lao Si. Lao Si looked miserable, his head was deformed by the falling stone wall, and Li Jia felt weak. But he knew that this was not the time to show weakness. He took off his shirt and covered Lao Si's head and face. Then he looked at everyone and said, "Lao Si definitely doesn't want to see everyone fighting here, right?"
At this time, not only Ji Yijun, but other boys also showed ashamed expressions.
Li Jia said sincerely: "I understand that everyone is scared when a disaster happens suddenly. I understand that everyone is sad when a classmate died in the disaster. But when the dead classmate has not yet closed his eyes and the living classmates have not been rescued, you are taking your anger out on a classmate who is trying hard to save people, right?"
Li Jia looked at Ji Yijun's eyes full of indignation, put her hand on his shoulder, and said to everyone: "We are not professionals, no one can guarantee that all actions are the best choice. But can we not do it? Can we just wait for professionals to rescue us? No! You and Ji Yijun have made the same choice."
Chen Hansheng also interrupted and said, "All of you are top students. I am a rough man and cannot preach great truths. But I want to show you these hands." He grabbed Ji Yijun's hands and saw that his hands were bruised in many places and his fingertips were bleeding. "He works so hard. Does he owe it to someone? Do you have the heart to blame him for not doing well? He can't bear the debt owed to God."
When Ji Yijun heard this, he suddenly felt like crying. He lowered his head and broke free from Chen Hansheng's hand. He picked up a shovel on the ground, walked silently to a ruin, and started digging vigorously. His figure alone seemed lonely and insignificant among the ruins. But soon, other people also started to move. They didn't know whether they were moved by Li Jia's words or Ji Yijun's behavior. Some picked up shovels or sticks, and some began to move stones to continue to rescue the disaster.
The tall man who was pushed down by Ji Yijun hesitated for a moment and walked over to help Ji Yijun. He stretched out his hand to hold the stone that Ji Yijun lifted. Ji Yijun pulled it a few times and finally let go. Although the two did not speak to each other, one moved and the other handed it over, and gradually they developed a tacit understanding.
"Senior, I knew you could do it! It's much more effective than me scolding them harshly." Ye Zi patted Li Jia's shoulder like a leader and encouraged him with a smile.
Li Jia glanced at the dirty but energetic Ye Zi, sighed and said, "You stay here first, I have to go to the school leaders to report the emergency."
"What's going on? You seem nervous?"
I've already lost my life, how can I not be nervous? Li Jia thought to himself, but hesitantly said, "This... This matter has a great impact on people's hearts, so it's better not to spread it."
"Senior, senior! Tell me quickly!" Ye Zi couldn't let him go like this, so he grabbed his arm and shook him, "I'll keep it a secret!"
When Ye Zi pulled Li Jia, her face turned red, all the way to her ears. Fortunately, no one could see her face. "Well... you have to be prepared. The current situation is that we seem to have... maybe... traveled through time."