He Didn’t Look for Me Until I Was Dead (by Durrin) novel Chapter 25

Busy with the SAT, I almost forgot about this matter.

In my previous life, it was because Calvin mistakenly placed the note meant for Georgia on my windowsill.

That made me think he was asking me out.

Then I went through that explosion, which caused deafness in my left ear and led to many years of tragedy.

It seems Calvin has made the same mistake again this time…

I couldn’t help but clench the note in my hand.

The date written on it is tomorrow night, and the explosion will also happen tomorrow night.

No matter what, I can’t let history repeat itself.

Without any more hesitation, I took the note and walked out the door.

Georgia happened to be drinking water in the living room. Seeing me, she asked, “Where are you going so late?”

I replied casually, “It’s nothing, I’ll be right back.”

Then I ignored her and went to Calvin’s house alone.

I went straight to his door and knocked: “Calvin, are you home?!”

It wasn’t long before he came to open the door.

When he saw me, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. “Whitney? Why are you here?”

I held the note up to his face and said, “You put this in the wrong place.”

Calvin reached out to take it, his expression unreadable.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hallway was a bit tense.

I hesitated for a while, but finally said, “If you’re going to ask Georgia out, you’d better choose another place. Don’t do it downstairs at my building.”

He frowned, but hadn’t said anything yet.

Then Georgia’s voice rang out: “Why can’t we go?!”

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I turned around and saw her face full of suspicion. “Whitney, what are you up to, sneaking out to see Cal in the middle of the night?”

With such an aggressive attitude, she clearly wasn’t giving me a chance to explain.

I couldn’t be bothered to explain, so I just emphasized again, “If you value your life, don’t stay downstairs tomorrow.”

After saying that, unwilling to linger any longer, I turned and left Calvin’s house.

In my previous life, there was a gas explosion in one of the apartments in our building. The whole building was reduced to a skeleton, and the casualties were severe.

I frowned, thinking hard about how to prevent this disaster from happening.

There wasn’t much time left. It would be impossible to check every apartment one by one.

No matter what, I had to save everyone.

Not daring to delay, I ran to the mall at dawn the next day and bought a large speaker for 200.

The timing was also crucial. If I called everyone out too early and nothing happened, it would be like crying wolf, and people would just go back inside.

I waited downstairs at my building, and ten minutes before the explosion, I turned on the speaker right on time and shouted into the microphone, “There’s a bomb in the apartment building that will explode in ten minutes! Everyone, run!”

If I said it was a gas explosion, people would definitely be suspicious–how could anyone predict such a thing?

But if I said it was a bomb, it would get everyone’s attention.

Sure enough, at first, the neighbors just opened their windows and looked at me curiously.

But when I played the ticking sound of a bomb countdown and started counting down,

people began to run out of their homes one after another, and gradually, more and more people gathered outside.

Only when everyone said their family members were all out did I finally breathe a sigh of relief.

With only three minutes left before the explosion, I said, “The bomb is about to go off! Everyone, get farther away!”

At that moment, I saw Georgia standing at the doorway,

She stood motionless, her face full of doubt.

I knew that in Georgia’s mind, she must have suspected that I was creating chaos just to ruin her date with Calvin.

“Georgia! Get out of there!”

I shouted at her as I walked toward her.

Just then, Calvin came running over in a hurry.

Seeing the commotion, he frowned at me and asked, “Whitney, what are you doing?”

I checked the time and said anxiously, “There’s only two minutes left before the explosion! We have to leave now!”

Then I stepped forward to pull Georgia away.

But she clung tightly to the doorframe, refusing to leave. “Whitney, I don’t believe a word you’re saying!”

In desperation, I reached out and slapped her.

“Smack!”

Georgia looked at me in disbelief.

Taking advantage of the moment, I grabbed her and Calvin and ran outside.

But it was too late.

“Boom!”

The explosion still happened.