Reborn 1980 counterattack queen

Chapter 32

Yu Fushu frowned: "Your knee looks very serious."

Sun Bailu stretched out her hand to press the wound, and gasped in pain, Yu Fushu quickly grabbed her wrist: "What are you doing?"

"I'll see if there's a broken bone."

"So, are you hurt?"

Sun Bailu shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't press it."

"Okay," Yu Fushu let go of her wrist, "Then try again."

"……what?"

Realizing what he said, Yu Fushu laughed, but only slightly hooked his lower lip.

He turned sideways and sat down with his back against the wall next to Sun Bailu. The flashlight beamed towards the sky. He looked up at the rain in the beam, and said softly, "Your knee hurts, right?"

Sun Bailu's face turned pale from the pain, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, I can bear it."

"If you break a bone, you could be lame."

Sun Bailu didn't know if she heard it wrong, she turned her head to look at the boy.

Yu Fushu leaned against the stone wall, raised his head slightly, his profile was flawless and handsome, with a deep outline.

His tone just now was flat, but she could hear a trace of loneliness inexplicably.

Sun Bailu looked at his legs again.

Two slender and straight legs, one bent and the other flat.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a lame...

However, it could be his family.

Look at these trousers again, even if they are dark in color, they have become dirty because of the mountain road in the wind and rain.

Sun Bailu didn't know if his life had been saved. If so, then at least it could prove that there is no fixed fate, everything can be changed.

But she really didn't expect that Yu Fushu was the one who took the initiative to die while so many people died in the typhoon in the previous life.

Everyone has their own cause and effect. He chooses to do this, and he is brave enough to do it. It may be a relief for him. However, death is not something to take the initiative to do. Although she was Destroying myself in the cold and suffocating sense of despair...

Sun Bailu withdrew her gaze, looked towards the sky as well, and said lightly, "Actually, I really like typhoons."

"Like it, Typhoon?"

"They are very beautiful," Sun Bailu said. "The fiercer the typhoon, the more beautiful it is. If you stand in outer space and look at them, they are smooth, delicate and pure white, and the hole in the middle is round and clean. They just keep turning and turning, turning and turning."

Yu Fushu didn't answer the call.

The wind was howling at high altitude, the clouds were dark, there was no moon and no stars, Sun Bailu stared for a long time, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the enveloping rain clouds and see the clear night sky behind them.

"Hey," Sun Bailu said again, "don't you think it's very romantic? Typhoons are born in the ocean, they are the children of the ocean. In the vast sea they rule, there are no boats, no seabirds, only the undulating and turbulent sea water. The place is completely silent, and where they pass, no one dares to block... Wait, it's not right."

Yu Fushu said flatly: "What's wrong?"

"They are not as powerful as I said, and they have quite a few enemies."

"Typhoon, there are still enemies?" Yu Fushu looked sideways at her.

"Yes," Sun Bailu said with a smile, "there is a central mountain range on Treasure Island. Any typhoon that hits it will consume most of its vitality. There are also cold water puddles near the sea, which will weaken the typhoon. There is also cold air, If you encounter overbearing strong cold air, you can directly kill the typhoon."

As she spoke, Sun Bailu propped herself up and sat up, and said, "There is also the deadliest subtropical high pressure, which is almost a dimension reduction blow. The typhoon is caused by the summer being too hot, the seawater temperature is too high, and the evaporated seawater spirals up into the sky with the earth's rotation force , is a typhoon. The subtropical high is a downdraft, one goes up and the other goes down. If the subtropical high is too strong, it can directly crush the typhoon embryo."

Yu Fushu took a deep look at her, then looked outside: "You have read a lot of books."

Sun Bailu paused for a moment, and his face became a little uncomfortable: "It's okay, it's okay."

She suddenly came here to talk about these things, just to let Yu Fushu feel that this world is very interesting, and the nature is amazingly crafted.

Now, it's like she's using the information gap to show off...

As for the sub-high school's blow to the typhoon's dimensionality reduction, why didn't she use the little knowledge she acquired in the future world to say in front of the boy in 1985.

Sun Bailu restrained her thoughts and said, "You probably don't like being preached to."

"What to teach."

"Even a tropical cyclone as powerful as a typhoon has countless enemies and has been alone for thousands of miles."

Yu Fushu seemed to understand what she wanted to say, and frowned unhappily, for fear that her next sentence would be related to him.

Sun Bailu's smile became sweeter: "But in the coming year, the typhoon will come back again, rushing westward, as long as the sun is there, the sea is there, and the earth's turning is there, it will always be there. Always full of vigor and vitality, with a heart that is sworn to death. heart ashore."

Yu Fushu said: "Always insane, arrogant and arrogant, with a heart that insists on harming the world."

"Hahahaha," Sun Bailu laughed loudly, "No, the typhoon is still very good. It can provide fresh water resources, and it is also a major contributor to the existence of the temperate zone of the earth. It..."

Sun Bailu stopped and said no more.

Yu Fushu sideways eyes, thick eyebrows lightly raised
Sun Bailu smiled and said, "Don't show off, you don't like to be lectured anyway."

(End of this chapter)