My life has a narration

Chapter 783 Friends, enter the game alone, fear

"Damn, see you soon, Daqing actually started a live broadcast!"

"Awesome, rush!"

"Daqing is also a big internet celebrity, why is it so sudden that the first live broadcast didn't even have a publicity?"

"Sure enough, Daqing finally got the hang of it. This is a reward for a live broadcast, pk, did the live broadcast bring goods?"

"Hey? Who is this? Why isn't it Daqing!"

"Damn it, I'm startled, so ugly, could it be Da Qing's bare face?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm a doctor, this man must be seriously ill!"

"Did Qing have cancer?"

"I know, I know, this is Fang Xiaohai, and I pay attention to him."

"Really, is Daqing with him? I didn't expect Daqing to see our comment and went to find him. I'm so touched, woo woo woo~"

"That's right, it must be like this. The half of the body next to it must be rhubarb. I know it even when it turns to ashes."

"Where is Daqing, where is Daqing?"

Su Qing suddenly started the live broadcast, which instantly attracted a large number of netizens to flood in.

The main reason is that Su Qing's account has never been live broadcasted, and he seems to be a diligent video blogger. Even if he himself appears on camera, it is in other people's works.

Although it was opened suddenly, the number of people in the live broadcast room soon reached [-] plus, and even continued to pour in.

The barrage scrolled wildly on the screen, and they all expressed shock at Su Qing's sudden start of the live broadcast. Of course, some people recognized Fang Junhai who appeared on the scene, and crazily gave science popularization to netizens.

He could help Fang Junhai fulfill some of his wishes, but he didn't want to take on the job of thanking others.

Originally, Fang Xiaohai disagreed, but seeing his parents and family hanging behind him all the time, he nodded in agreement.

Because Su Qing said, this can leave them with a little more memory about you.

The device for the live broadcast was a mobile phone, without lights, and without a professional team. Xiao Zhao went to the car to get a mobile phone holder, fixed it on the armrest of the wheelchair, and pointed the camera at Fang Junhai.

"I am, Fang Xiaohai, thank you for helping me find Daqing, he came to see me, thank you for letting me have no regrets in the last time.

I may say goodbye to this world today, I hope you are happy, no matter who you are with or where you are.

This world is very good and beautiful. I want to come in my next life! "

Fang Junhai didn't look at the scrolling barrage, as if recording his last words, he talked to himself, very calmly, with a faint smile on his face, a little relieved and also regretful.

Although he was calm, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't calm down anymore.

"Fuck, buddy, don't scare me, don't give up!"

"I'm also cancer, I'm still persisting, don't give up!"

"The plums in my hometown will be ripe in a while, and I'll mail you some to try!"

"I am so ugly, but I have the courage to live, what are you afraid of!"

"It's my birthday today, I'll give you a piece of cake!"

It's just that neither Su Qing nor Fang Junhai looked at the barrage at this time, and the surrounding scenery attracted them more than the words on the Internet.

As he was walking, Su Qing stopped suddenly, and picked up a long and straight stick by the side of the road: "A gift for you, a friend of mine likes this kind very much, and I think you will like it too!"

As he said, he put the stick on Fang Junhai's lap, and couldn't help thinking of San'er in his heart. When he left, he couldn't send him off, and he felt a little regretful.

"Thank you, I like it!"

While talking, a breeze blew from behind, Fang Junhai said with a smile: "I saw such a stick when I was a child, and with a wave of my hand, I drew a dazzling sword aura, which disappeared in just a moment. Leaving a trace in the world, I thought it was an illusion at the beginning, but on the road when I was 22 years old, a strong wind blew behind me, only to realize that the sword energy I got back then fell on me.

Su Qing, I seem to be leaving. "

While speaking, Fang Junhai's voice weakened a lot, and at this moment, Su Qing's narration prompt also sounded in his mind.

[Fang Junhai, remaining time, 3 minutes]

"Do you want to do something else?" Su Qing asked, her voice trembling slightly.

This was the first time he saw a person's life slowly passing by in front of his eyes at close range, and said that there was no disturbance in his heart, how could that be possible.

The audience in the live broadcast room heard Su Qing's voice, but everyone's attention was not on him.

"Can you play a song for me? The first song on my phone"

"it is good!"

Su Qing took his mobile phone, clicked on the playback software, and soon, a lazy love song rang.

"Girl, he looked back, the autumn water swayed and swayed, making the encounter so long. '

Young master, he thought about it for a while, his heart was swaying, and he continued the story for a while. '

The name of the song is "Fate Comes Like a Long", Su Qing has never heard of it, but it is really nice, neither of them spoke, Su Qing silently lit two cigarettes, gave one to Fang Xiaohai, sandwiched between on his finger.

For a while, the two walked like this, Su Qing pushed the wheelchair, Da Huang followed, looking at the person in the wheelchair from time to time, followed by Fang Xiaohai's family, Tang Nan and others.

They didn't dare to go forward behind them, but just looked at their son with their mobile phones.

3 minutes is very short, and a song is even shorter, and soon entered the later stage. The cigarette on Fang Junhai's finger did not know when it would burn out.

[Fang Junhai, remaining time, 30 seconds]

Hearing the prompt, Su Qing said: "Friend, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you on the next journey. Are you afraid that you will enter the game alone?"

"The eldest son in the family, why not be afraid of it?" Fang Junhai laughed softly, indescribably free and easy.

While speaking, Su Qing took down her mobile phone, her face flickered in front of the camera, and then she turned on the front camera, facing the wheelchair in front of her, with a slight push with her hand, the wheelchair slid forward according to the inertia, and said He exhorted softly:

"Look forward, don't look back, look forward~"

Maybe because he heard his words, the corners of Fang Junhai's mouth raised slightly, and the unfinished music was still ringing in his ears. It seemed that a girl he had thought about so much appeared in front of him, smiling and reaching out to her, and a paragraph after another flashed in his mind. When the two were together, they whispered softly:
"My lost friend, when will we meet next time?"

(Girl, she has a taste of lovesickness, nostalgia for hiding, hiding, thinking about it, and wanting to tell her, son, he is a world of mortals, the fate is long and long, and the love is deep and there is no good scenery)

The wheelchair stopped sliding, Su Qing and Da Huang were behind it, and the distant lights stretched the figures of two people and a dog into a long distance.

The mobile phone in Su Qing's hand recorded a picture of a lonely young man on the road in a wheelchair, and a picture of a girl slipped from his hand. For a moment, the picture seemed to be frozen.

The girl in the photo is smiling like a flower, and the corner of the boy's mouth is raised, and he is on a long journey.

Maybe somewhere, a pair of young people who once liked each other but didn't tell each other are hugging tightly.

We can never truly understand a person unless we put on his shoes, walk the path he walked, and think from his perspective, but when we really walk his path, I am afraid that even passing by will feel sad.

Even if he has a narration, what he understands is probably only the tip of the iceberg floating on the water. One ten-thousandth of me, but you who can see everything in a glance.

"Woof~~woo~~" [Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep]

(End of this chapter)