Doomsday: The main character dies at the beginning, and the way of heaven is angry

Chapter 177 The Death of Qiao Meng
As the evening approached, Qiao Meng was about to wash the dishes as usual, but was pushed out of the kitchen by Qiao Ke.

"Go to Miss Xiaoxia, come back early."

"Wow, brother, you are so good today, I will give you a surprise when I come back!"

Qiao Meng gave Qiao Ke a hug, and then went out like a slippery loach.

"Surprise? This little girl is still doing this."

Qiao Ke smiled, although he was complaining, but he inevitably looked forward to it in his heart.

Light footsteps sounded in the corridor, and after a short while there was a sudden burst of laughter.

He sighed and washed the dishes resignedly.

The warm wind gently knocked on the glass window, as if inviting him to watch the evening scenery at this moment.

A string of burning clouds was left in the sky, and the remaining golden orange color outlines the general outline. The color is arranged like fish scales, from the edge to the deep and shallow, and the gradient is particularly clear and bright.

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Dusk is always very short.

The night enveloped the entire land, and apartment 301 was lit with warm white lights.

Qiao Ke sat alone at the dining table for a long time, and his original expectations turned into panic and worry.

Two hours had passed since Qiao Meng left, and they had just communicated an hour ago, but now they suddenly couldn't get through for some reason.

Qiao Ke turned to call Sister Xiaoxia again, but no one answered, and she became more and more anxious.

What can happen in Baimu base?
Even if those people who are ready to move cause commotion, sister Xiaoxia can deal with it with her strength, not to mention that there are so many protective people hidden around Mengmeng.

He kept giving himself hints in his heart, and he became more and more flustered.

Qiao Ke didn't know why, but he felt uneasy, and the unreasonable panic made him feel flustered.

After thinking about it, he couldn't sit still.

Just about to go out, the communication suddenly rang.

"Dream?"

"...I'm Bofeng."

Qiao Ke's excited expression was poured with cold water in an instant. After a pause, he regained his sanity and said slowly, "What's the matter?"

"Sorry, come downstairs."

On the other end of the communication, the man's voice was full of apology and deep guilt.

Qiao Ke's whole body froze, and he fell down from the chair in a daze. He guessed something in his heart, but he couldn't believe such a tragic fact.

He ran and fell to the ground and rushed downstairs.

The thick twilight made the whole street even more dark and desolate.

The warm orange streetlights cast shadows of several people.

Bo Feng stood at the front, with a strong smell of tobacco lingering on his body, he doesn't like smoking.

On the day Zhan Tian, ​​Big Brother, and Qin Yu lost contact with each other completely, he smoked for a whole night.

Qiao Meng's death was completely beyond his expectations.

Bo Feng used to hate those smokers the most. Some smoked to relieve their worries, some became addicts, and he only smoked when he was particularly irritable.

Now it seems understandable to those who cannot release the pressure and choose to indulge in the spiritual world.

It's a tendency to escape reality.

Bo Feng wanted to escape very much at this moment, but he couldn't, and couldn't do it.

If you do something wrong, you must bear it, no matter how tragic and unacceptable the result is.

The two people carrying the stretcher carefully put Qiao Meng down.

The warm orange light drew out the girl's fresh face. If it weren't for the sudden stop of her breathing, she would have simply fallen asleep.

There was a large area of ​​blood stains on his chest, and he was fatally shot in the heart by someone.

Qiao Ke stretched out his hand tremblingly, without the warm body temperature he remembered, and the cold flowed down his fingertips to his seven meridians. He knelt stiffly in front of Qiao Meng's corpse, like a walking corpse without a soul.

"Captain, it's my fault. If I don't agree to go out with Mengmeng, this kind of thing won't happen."

Xiaoxia sat slumped on the ground, covering her face with her hands, weeping uncontrollably, guilt and remorse engulfed her, and there was still a splatter of blood on her face and body.

Qiao Ke was indifferent to her words, just stretched out his hand and gently touched Qiao Meng's head in a daze, chanting some words in his mouth, the voice was so small that it was almost hard to hear, it looked like a person was talking to himself Talk to yourself like that.

He suddenly hugged Qiao Meng tightly in his arms, lowered his head and leaned on his younger sister's shoulder, his red eyes were silently weeping, soaking a lot of clothes.

Qiao Ke turned his back to the crowd, shaking his shoulders slightly, and the sadness in the silence seemed to affect everyone.

Bo Feng's outstretched palm was hanging in the air, he sighed silently, silently withdrew his hand, and made a gesture of leaving to the others.

He took the first step towards the street, paused, and wanted to say something to Joko, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Now no matter what I say, the other party won't listen.

Bai Feng glanced at his palm, his eyes reflected a trace of confusion and complexity, he seemed to see the bright red blood staining everything.

Qiao Meng's death came suddenly, not what he expected.

The person behind it was probably afraid of the prophecy, so Qiao Meng had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

This was the first time that Baifeng's hands were stained with the blood of innocent people. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, why did his chest feel so uncomfortable.

Bofeng still can't control his emotions freely, and he will also be saddened by the death of innocent people.

But he couldn't stop, and there was no way out.

Qiao Ke turned a blind eye to the departure of Bo Feng and his party, he was immersed in his own world, as if he was crazy.

The woman wiped her tears, stood up staggeringly, suddenly seemed to remember, took out a small blood-stained box from her pocket and put it in front of Qiao Ke.

"Captain, this is what Mengmeng said to give you. There is a surprise prepared by her in the room."

Qiao Ke heard the words and finally reacted, put away the small box, picked up Qiao Meng and strode away from the spot.

The woman squirmed her mouth, then said nothing, just stared at Qiao Ke's back.

Qiao Ke walked back to Room 301 of the apartment step by step with Qiao Meng in his arms.

He carefully placed his sister on the sofa, got some water to wipe Qiao Meng's cheeks, and was extremely careful with every movement, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

"Mengmeng, go home, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Qiao Ke was talking to himself, and he slowly opened the box, which contained a mechanical part.

He walked slowly to Qiao Meng's room, where many brightly colored light strips were arranged at some point, and happy birthday fluorescent letters were pasted on the wall.

There is also a assembled robot on the table.

Qiao Ke checked it, and it happened that one part was missing.

No wonder Mengmeng doesn't let him into the room these days, and always mutters about making something in it every time.

A calendar book is placed on the girly Kawaii desktop, with the number 10 circled and a smiley face drawn on it.

Qiao Ke could almost imagine the girl holding the calendar and counting the days every day. All these things in front of her were carefully arranged by her.

He couldn't help but wiped the corners of his eyes, feeling a dull pain in his chest.

The end of the world is here, why are you still obsessed with birthdays?

If it wasn't for me, everything would be different.

Qiao Ke didn't want to deny Qiao Meng's actions, so he could only attribute all the mistakes to himself. Only pain can make him feel that he is still alive, and his sister seems to be still there.

Nothing seems to have changed.

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(End of this chapter)