Qu Mingcong stopped and looked back at him, with a somewhat surprised expression on his face.
He Qile couldn't help but shrink his neck, retracting into his thick down jacket like an ostrich. The tip of his nose was red from breathing in the cold air, making his expression even more aggrieved.
"I'm not blaming you..." He Qile hesitated, "I am, I am a little anxious..."
Qu Mingcong twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed in his heart that this is such an honest child.
"I didn't hide her. Is it possible that you couldn't sense her because..." Qu Mingcong stopped and deliberately asked in a questioning tone, "You can't do that?"
"...Ah?" He Qile was stunned, "I, I can't do it?"
"You can try your own ability and see if it has any effect." Qu Mingcong was very curious about how to use this super power.
He Qile was confused where he was, "I can't do it?...I can't do it??..."
"You don't know whether you can do it or not?" Qu Mingcong observed his reaction.
"I don't know..." He Qile murmured, "My abilities can only be used with her, and her abilities can only be used with me. The two of us have never been separated, and we have never used abilities on a third person.
"
"Wait..." Qu Mingcong frowned, "Isn't this right? According to you, she has already jumped on many people, why hasn't she used it on the third person?"
He Qile was a little angry, "What are you talking about? My sister is on a mission! And what I meant is that our abilities are mutual. If I didn't help her create a target, she would have rashly entered someone else's.
The body will become confused and lose its original memory. You have to know that each of us' personality and autonomous consciousness are based on memory."
"She is alone..." Qu Mingcong caught the keyword, took his hand out of his pocket, and pretended to block the volume port at the bottom of the phone casually. There were some words he didn't want her to hear.
"I also mentioned to the director that you two cannot be separated..." Qu Mingcong considered and tested him in a half-joking tone, "Now that we have been separated for more than a year due to an accident, don't you not have to go to work for a year? Just kidding.
Are you happy?"
"How is that possible!" He Qile clenched his fists and retorted, "I go to the ward to accompany her almost every day! But every time I try to connect, I fail..."
He pursed his lips and lowered his head in frustration, "Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you, and Director Xiang won't let us talk about these things to people outside the department."
"Then let's stop talking." Qu Mingcong smiled, as if he didn't care, turned around and continued walking forward.
——Xiang Ping lied to him.
Qu Mingcong thought so in his heart.
Why lie to him?
Are you afraid that he will stalk you, so you tell him that Xiao Qiao is not a human being so that he can give up?... This method does work, because he will never be obsessed with a void existence. He should have thought of it a long time ago. How can there be anything in this world?
What gods and ghosts are there? She must be alone.
But...even if she is a human, the current situation doesn't seem to have changed much.
"Want to take a taxi back?" He Qile asked.
"Take the bus." Qu Mingcong walked to the bus stop on the roadside.
In fact, he should be happy to learn that she is a human being, but his heart is still dull and buried by a bigger shadow.
Because Xiang Ping's attitude is so obvious, the other party doesn't want to see him and Xiao Qiao continue to contact each other, so they fabricate such a lie. It's not surprising. The special department, the special identity, the special nature of the work, plus the memory may disappear
, he was like a station she passed by on her journey, and would soon be forgotten by her.
He is not her final destination. He is essentially no different from Shen Jing and Qiao Yueying. He is almost destined to be forgotten.
He QiLe followed obediently.
Qu Mingcong stood next to the bus stop. He glanced at the innocent and clear young man next to him and thought to himself that since He Qi happy to call her sister, her name should no longer be called Xiao Qiao, but should be called Xiao He.
I don’t know what her name is either…
Qu Mingcong didn't plan to ask He Qile, because the child would definitely not tell him.
Then he thought again, He Qile is still a minor, so his sister is probably not very old either. Is Xiang Ping guarding against him like guarding against her own young cabbage from being targeted by wild boars outside?
ha……
A wry smile overflowed at the corners of Qu Mingcong's mouth.
He doesn't belong to the right family, he's still young, maybe he really should give up.
When the bus arrived, Qu Mingcong and He Qile got on the bus one after another. He Qile's bodyguard also got on the bus together with the crowd, and the other two drove behind the bus.
Qu Mingcong just pretended not to know and silently held the pole in the car.
He Qile didn't say anything, and looked sad all the way.
Seeing him like that, Qu Mingcong thought to himself, how could you, a little child, suffer? Could it be that you could suffer more than me?
He raised his hand and patted He Qile's shoulder, expressing concern: "Are you worried that your sister has forgotten you?"
He Qile nodded dullly, "Forgetting is certain. She may have forgotten who she is now, but as long as I can reconnect with her, I can restore her memory."
Qu Mingcong was silent for two seconds and asked: "Can you restore her memory of me?"
He Qile was slightly stunned, and looked up at him, "No, unless I implant a target into your brain now, I have no idea what happened to you before that, and there is no way to retain the relevant memories."
In other words, if you want to successfully retain the memory, you must have both siblings working at the same time.
Qu Mingcong thought to himself that this didn't make sense. She clearly remembered him when she first entered the cell phone.
But it’s pointless to ask these questions now.
never mind……
"I'll take you to dinner later and return to Qingjiang City tomorrow." Qu Mingcong said.
"Oh." He Qile nodded.
This trip was a little different for Qu Mingcong. He originally wanted to leave some good memories, just like in the TV series, where the hero and heroine go to a strange place where no one knows them and do some extraordinary and romantic things, such as
Shopping together, eating together, matching surprise gifts with roses, etc... I heard that young girls like this kind of scene.
Now Qu Mingcong feels that this approach is not like leaving memories, but like a dying struggle.
Back at the hotel, the front desk lady brought a bouquet of flowers and called to Qu Mingcong: "Hello, are you Mr. Qu from room 604? Your flowers have been delivered."
"Thanks."
Qu Mingcong took the flowers from the front desk lady's hand, turned around, and saw He Qile staring at him with wide eyes.
"I bought it for myself to play with." Qu Mingcong handed it forward, "Do you want it? If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"No, no need..." He Qile quickly waved his hand. This is too strange. How can a man give flowers to a man?... However, it is also strange to buy flowers for yourself!
Qu Mingcong retracted his hand, put a large bouquet of flowers under the tip of his nose and smelled it.
"It smells pretty good." He commented and walked into the elevator calmly.
He Qile looked at Qu Mingcong's back, a little confused, always feeling that he was weird.
