Fishing beauties play with fire online

flame

[Immediate takeaway, instant delivery, heat preservation]

June in Jiangcheng is a good time when the plums are fragrant and the summer breeze is blowing slightly.

The days without rain are a bit sultry, and after noon, people who are exposed to the sun are uncomfortable.

Under the shade of trees outside the park on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, a long-distance bus slowly stopped.

"Young man, we've arrived. If you don't get off the bus, you'll go back." The bus driver patted a young man on the shoulder with a kind voice.

Luo Qing was shaken awake.

He rubbed his eyes, there were no other passengers in the car.Sure enough, I just took a nap and dreamed again.

Luo Qing got out of the car, the dream that had been repeated recently was still flashing in his mind, he was still a little dazed, so he found a shade under a tree and stood under it.

His dreams never had color, only sound, as if listening to the radio.

In the dream, the voice was low and hoarse, as if it was whispering close to his ear, "Luo Qing, you untie the ice locks on my hands and feet. Otherwise, I'll spread your legs and make you cry. "

However, the same voice also had a slightly sad vicissitudes, as if it was said far away from him: "Luo Qing, take your heart back. As long as you live, I would rather never know you."

No matter which dream made Luo Qing confused, because he didn't know where he came from.

Unlike most traversers, he neither knows where he came from nor has any memory of his current body.

So in the first few days, he bumped and bumped for a few days.

But he adapts quickly, he knows that he is a poor college student with no relatives and no one to rely on, living on a scholarship, also called Luo Qing here.

More than a month.

Imitating the speech and behavior of the people around me has gradually adapted to life on the university campus.

He is quite satisfied with his body. He is slender and has strong abdominal muscles, but because he is slightly thin, he seems to have a delicate figure in the eyes of others.

It's just this face that bothers him a little.He was often captured at school, posted on forums, and even banned as a school grassroots.

Luo Qing really wanted to know where she came from, and she was also curious about who was talking in that dream, and who was speaking so incoherently, listening to the words of the two heavens of ice and fire.

However, he has been making no progress.

He was taking out a map to find out the location of the Western Suburb Library, when the cries of children behind him disrupted his thoughts.

Whoa whoa whoa, not a baby crying yet.

Having been here for more than a month, Luo Qing knew that children playing in the park would express their emotions more genuinely than adults.

He couldn't hear such a sad cry, so he walked towards the direction of the cry.

Next to the elephant slide, he saw four kindergarteners crying over ice cream on a bench.

A few grandmothers next to them persuaded them, saying: "Why are you crying? Anyway, ice cream is the same thing in the stomach after eating. Just melt it and drink it as water." The more these grandmothers persuaded, the children cried The land is getting more and more fierce.

A little girl less than one meter tall cried the most, and her grandma yelled fiercely, "It's different if it melts. Woohoo. We were going to play after eating. It was grandma who said that ice cream wouldn't work." Melted. It’s all melted away. Woohoo.”

"Oh, you little bastards. Take a closer look." Several grandmas sighed anxiously, but there was nothing they could do.

Luo Qing, who walked by, understood.It was the four children who put the ice cream on the stone bench and had fun in the park. When they came back to eat ice cream, they found that it had turned into soup, and now they made their grandma cry sadly.

Luo Qing looked at the four boxes of ice cream that had been melted by the sun, walked over in silence, and stretched out her fair and slender fingers to lightly touch the paper boxes of the four boxes of ice cream.

Immediately, he knelt down and said to the children, "Grandma is right, you little ones don't just cry, take a good look at it. It seems to be frozen again."

The moment he spoke, no one noticed that the ice cream in the cardboard box came faster than the quick-frozen ice cream in the refrigerator, and it was frozen again and became more affordable.

A few children cried patronizingly, and when they heard Luo Qing greet them, they moved over curiously, and asked softly: "Big brother, are you a grown-up who doesn't lie? Really?"

"Oh my God, Xiao Liang, look. It's really frozen again, just like new." Without waiting for Luo Qing to answer, the little girl just now discovered a miracle. There were still tears in her eyes, but her face was already blooming. He smiled, his eyes bent into small crescents.

Luo Qing stood up quietly, smiled at the happy children, turned and left.

In fact, he himself didn't know why everything he touched would freeze.

For the first few days, he thought that everyone here was like this, but soon found that he was the only one like this.

Therefore, Luo Qing has always been negative about her ability which is different from ordinary people, and rarely shows it in front of others.

He was in a hurry to go now, tugged at the sleeves of his tracksuit, grabbed the cuffs with both hands, and stuffed them into his trouser pockets.

He searched for the map and walked for a while, bypassing a forest, and suddenly appeared in front of him a pointed red brick house surrounded by green grass, pines and willows, and behind him was a lotus pond called Qingfeng Liushui.

In June, the lotus pond is emerald green and bright red, and the little lotus is dancing. It is a quaint and interesting place far away from the busy city.

This red brick building is the library in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Luo Qing came to find this library.

According to the book, it was built in 1902 in the late Qing Dynasty.Its roof spine and middle iron frame are made of blacksmithing technology in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and have been treated with anti-rust and anti-corrosion.Therefore, the real foundation laying time of the site may be half a century earlier.

It not only collects more than 200 Ming and Qing calligraphy and paintings donated to Jiangcheng from all over the country since the founding of the People's Republic of China, but also collects some materials about folk supernatural beings.

The latter is naturally what Luo Qing wants to check.

He really wanted to know how this ability of his came about, whether it was born with this body, or where he brought it from.

However, after seeing the art exhibition, Luo Qing didn't find any useful information even after the library closed.

He looked out of the window of the library, the sunset was like fire, burning the corner of the sky red.

It seems that Jiangcheng, which rarely rains, is about to rain down a fire from the sky.

By the time Luo Qing came out of the library, it was already dark.

It was not easy for him to buy a ticket, so he walked around to the front of the library, and took a few more glances at the brilliant golden red brick wall under the last ray of the setting sun.

So lovely.Luo Qing thought.

Luo Qing likes beautiful ancient buildings.

In the evening, he didn't have anything to eat even if he rushed home, so he simply sat on the stone pier in front of the Qingfeng Liushui lotus pond outside the library.

Can't tell why.In the dark, I always feel that I should come here today, and something is calling him to let him stay.He even hallucinated to hear the voice in the dream again.

The bell rang and it was completely dark.It was so dark that even the sharp corners of the little lotus in the lotus pond could not be found.

Luo Qing felt a little cold on his body, he didn't intend to wait any longer, stood up, patted his worn sportswear pants, and was about to catch the last bus.

Suddenly, the whole lotus pond was lit up, not by the moonlight, but as bright as daylight.

Even the pointed lotus horns that were just powdered during the day have changed rapidly and fully bloomed.

Hundreds of lotus flowers bloomed at the same time, covering the entire pond.

The entire pond was instantly lit up with flames.The flames were connected and burned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant.

The evening wind blew past, and just brought a cluster of flames, and at the same time ignited a weeping willow next to it.

"No, the library is about to open!" Luo Qing saw the flames jumping up, and suddenly thought of the library with precious materials behind him.

He turned around and saw that there was no one around. Except for the park in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng, there was a library. When someone found the fire, the library might be destroyed.

In just a few seconds, it was obviously just a gentle breeze, the old branches of the weeping willows were connected, and the bushes had completely turned into a forest of fire.

Luo Qing couldn't figure out how the fire that was clearly born from the pond could burn so fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had surrounded the library with a red brick steeple in the middle.

There is a sea of ​​fire and there is no way out.

If you don't leave, you will be buried in the flames together with the library.

Luo Qing remained calm and calm.I took a few steps back and approached the library.

He heard the alarm of the fire sensor in the library, the shouts of nearby residents, and the sound of sirens in the distance.

However, even if the fire trucks could reach it, ordinary water pipes would not reach the library in the middle.

Surrounded by ponds and green willows, it is not easy for fire engines to drive in.

The flames rose and smoke billowed.

Luo Qing, who retreated to the front of the library, could not find a way to get out by an inch.

The front line of the flames seemed to be approaching step by step, and the lotus pond with the breeze and flowing water could not be seen at all, a tree or a piece of grass could not be seen, and there was only a vast sea of ​​​​fire around.

Luo Qing stood up straight against the red brick wall.

He didn't know how far he could go, and he didn't know whether the library would be safe or not.

However, at this moment, Luo Qing didn't have his own safety in mind at all, and he didn't have the fear that an ordinary person should have about raging fire.

He moved to the main entrance of the library, and the golden flames were emitting thick black smoke, like a herd of angry lions, pounced on him, and also on the small red brick wall.

It seemed that within a second, he would become a small prey in the lion's flame.

Even at this time, Luo Qing still stood upright, icy and pure, floating in the world, as if he was an elf who did not eat the fireworks of the world.However, he is only flesh and blood.

Luo Qing unhurriedly stretched out his hand from the sleeve of his sportswear, and pressed his white palm like a jade carving against the red brick wall.

In an instant, when the heat wave pushed by the flames was about to connect with him and swallow up the red brick wall behind him, the fire wave seemed to be a sea wave on the shore. It obviously touched the red brick wall, but retreated back like an ebb tide.

The fire wave was like a sea wave again, and another wave piled up high, hitting the red brick wall again.

This time, not only was the red brick wall not swallowed by the fire waves, but the flames receded by more than one meter.Luo Qing could no longer feel the heat wave coming towards her face.

Luo Qing looked back at the red brick house, it was already covered with a thick layer of ice bricks.As if this is a fairy tale world of ice and snow, the library behind it is actually covered with a protective film of ice sculptures.The classical and elegant library was well protected, and no red bricks were touched by the flames.

The flame did not rush over again.Instead, it retreated further and further away.

The weeping willows just now seemed to be covered with golden lights on Christmas Eve. The flames faded, but the leaves of the weeping willows were still swaying in the wind.

Luo Qing let go of her hand.Chasing after the flames that disappeared bit by bit, he came to the side of the lotus pond with cool breeze and flowing water.

Where are the golden sparks in the moonlight of the lotus pond?

It's just that the lotus flowers all over the pond are still blooming delicately, which makes Luo Qing feel that it was not just an illusion.

At night, there was no immediate return to tranquility.

The firefighters who had just arrived in a hurry, and the reporters from the TV station looked at each other, not knowing how to explain.

The reporter finally explained that [the ancient Jiangcheng library seemed to be protected by the gods, and it was not damaged in a raging fire], which became a fantasy.

In the dark night, taking advantage of the chaos, Luo Qing had already quietly left the crowd and returned home, a deserted old house.

So hungry.

So cold.

After taking a shower, Luo Qing really wanted to have a warm meal.

However, I can only think about it, this kind of thing only happens in dreams recently.

Luo Qing took out a piece of bread that had been frozen with icicles, and reluctantly ate a few bites.It was hard to swallow.

He has been eating this kind of thing for a full month.

Looking for something else to eat, Luo Qing accidentally found an unfamiliar piece of advertising paper next to the refrigerator.

[Immediate takeaway, instant delivery, heat preservation]

These few words once again successfully attracted Luo Qing's attention, making him bend down and pick them up.

It's not that I haven't tried other takeaways before, but the ones delivered to my home are actually no different from the iced bread.

With a hint of expectation, he still opened the flip phone and tried to make a call.

on the other end of the phone.

A black-clothed delivery man just stepped out of the lotus pond. He picked a lotus root and patted the water on his body. The clothes on his body were already dry.

Facing the lotus root, he replied in a low and hoarse voice, "We can only deliver food at six o'clock in the morning." In a blink of an eye, the lotus root became a flip phone exactly like Luo Qing's in his hand.

Ok.

Six o'clock is six o'clock.

Luo Qing hung up the phone, closed her eyes, and only hoped for the sunrise soon.