The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs - Chapter 170

Sir, where are we going?

This thought was just taking shape, and before she could talk, Jing’an’s figure had already begun to slow down. The violent wind in the sky also temporarily stopped for a moment at this moment, allowing Jasmine to open her eyes wide and see clearly where Jing An had brought herself.

“This… isn’t this where we wake up?”

The familiar street scenes and layouts, even if they are now completely unrecognizable, would not feel strange to Jasmine. As the small house where she and her sister’s wishes were entrusted, Jasmine had already deeply embedded this place in her heart.

Jing’an did not respond to her immediately. After landing and removing the remaining potential energy, he squatted down and motioned for Jasmine to stand up.

“First……”

The honorific name that overflowed to the lips stagnated at this moment, because Jasmine caught a glimpse of unusual emotions in Jing’an’s eyes.

It contained sorrow, pity, and a little helpless complex gaze.

Jasmine, who had never been very keen, had understood all Jing’an’s extremely obscure information at this time.

“Sister, is she right here?”

Jing An nodded silently, Xuan even turned around and walked slowly towards the ruins of the house.

Jasmine swallowed nervously, and the anxiety in her heart layered on top of each other at this moment, until she pressed her heart to her throat.

At the same time, a maddening speculation emerged in her mind.

The two arms hanging on the waist began to tremble slightly at this time, and Jasmine even started to pinch her thighs with her hands in order to restrain her almost maddening thoughts.

Don’t think about it, it won’t… Sister will be fine.

The advancing figure suddenly paused at this moment, and Jasmine’s thoughts turned back to reality again. Her gaze crossed Jing An’s body and fell directly on the burnt black ruins in front of him.

“She is here.”

Just a bolt from the blue is not enough to describe one ten thousandth of the current mood.

But even so, the last trace of luck still remained in her heart. Maybe… Mr. is just lying?

With this thought in mind, her eyes began to lighten again. The clear pupils focused again, and finally, in this crisp as gray carbon-like environment, they accurately captured a slightly convex hill.

Although Jing’an didn’t continue to remind her, she had already noticed this strangeness. Jasmine’s mouth opened and closed slightly, like a river fish hard to breathe. And her footsteps also became staggering and vain at this time, as if the whole person had lost half of their soul.

Jing’an seemed to want to say something, but in the end he was silent again and stepped aside.

Boom, boom.

The scorched black residue was further crushed and burst under the advancing footsteps, thus making such a crisp sound. And Jasmine took a twisted step like this, until Nao Teng reached the clump of residue that was completely invisible.

“…”

The action of clenching her lower lip caused her to press all the restless emotions back to the bottom of her heart. At the same time, she also stretched out her hand and began to slowly scratch the pile of ruins in front of her.

But after a while, the charred carbon residue left marks that were difficult to clean on her clothes, arms, and even her face.

If it were before, my sister would definitely scold me.

Two crystal tears slipped silently from her cheeks, and Jasmine’s expression began to become increasingly anxious. In order to apply for her own conjecture, she has no patience-even the slightest trace is better than such an end without a trace.

At this moment, Jasmine’s movements suddenly stopped.

After that, Jing An saw her straight up again, and the thin body curled up like dried shrimps straightened up again at this time, but the slightly trembling shoulders were not due to strength or grief.

Jing’an didn’t wait long.

She saw Jasmine slowly half-turning her body, and there were still burnt black marks and two distinct tears hanging on her face, but at this time she showed an unspeakable expression.

That is the sad look that only appears when the sadness reaches the extreme.

Those clear pupils seemed to be unable to witness this disintegrating reality anymore, and they began to close tightly like a blockade.

But Jasmine’s mouth was slightly open, but she couldn’t hold a word for a long while – her throat seemed to be blocked by something, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make even the slightest movement.

At the same time, Jing’an finally caught a glimpse of the mottled utensil that Jasmine was holding tightly in her hand, which had been burned into a deformed appearance.

It was a pendant that should be hung above the neck. The chain that was supposed to be silvery white was also smoked to burnt black at this time, and even the ball-shaped object the size of a quail egg appeared at this time. The monotonous coloring of gray and white.

It is not difficult to see that this should be a special token between Jasmine and her sister. Until this moment, the identity of this corpse merged with the ruins, finally no longer left any doubts.

Jasmine’s head dropped slightly, her hands gripping the pendant tightly, and her body curled up as if she was trying to stuff it into her chest.

There was no crying or yelling.

Only silent sadness remained.

Such moving emotions also made this mood heavier and heavier, even making Jing’an couldn’t help but turn his head, and no longer have any interest in watching it.

He has never been indifferent in the simple sense, and it can even be said that on the contrary, Jing’an has a very high level of empathy. For the sadness and happiness of acquaintances, he will also know the heavy and subtle mood.

Emotional richness does not mean fraternity and equality.

It is to be able to deeply appreciate the thoughts of others when needed, and then to empathize with others’…

What is the difference between a person without thoughts and feelings and a beast?

Jing’an, who has been a human for two lives, knows the difficulties and difficulties of being a person, and also has a deeper understanding of such a scene of life and death.

die.

This means that you will never see each other with this relative, and at the same time, the impression of the other person will always be fixed in the final scene.

Like a page that will never be turned again, the story that belongs to one person is also interrupted at this time.

This not only means the passing of a life, but also indicates that all the social attributes of this person will also be cut off at the same time, thus disappearing invisible.