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Late at night, in the hospital, the originally agreed upon plan suddenly changed. Following the sudden sound of the door closing, Xia Dongqing looked at the closed door in front of her and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Wait for me!"
With an exclamation in his mouth, Xia Dongqing quickly reached out and opened the door. However, what he saw was an extremely surprising scene, because the ward in front of him was actually empty!
"How can this be?!"
He clearly saw Jiang Chen, Hua Mulan and Wang Xiaoya entering this ward, as well as the fake nurse from before, but how could there be no one there now
"Xiaoya!"
The strange thing is that in the blink of an eye, he was the only one left. At this moment, Xia Dongqing couldn't help but subconsciously called out to the person he cared about most. However, he didn't get any response. Suddenly, an unprecedented wave of A sense of fear surged from the bottom of his heart and instantly filled his body.
Looking around, I still see the hospital corridor in front of me, but something seems to have changed inexplicably. The wind blows, and the chandelier on the top sways left and right, making a constant "squeaking" sound. In this long corridor late at night, it looks particularly strange and penetrating.
"Gulu!"
Subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Xia Dongqing quickly tried to call again: "Teacher? Teacher Jiang? Jiang Chen? Boss Jiang Chen..."
But no matter how he shouted, he couldn't get any response.
Growing up, he had seen a lot of strange and strange things. In addition, he was now considered a practitioner and had a protective magic weapon given by Jiang Chen. He quickly calmed down.
When such a change occurs, all fools know that something must have happened, but he thought that Hua Mulan is the soul ferry, and his cheap master Jiang Chen is a great magical power. As long as they find that he is missing, they will definitely find it. Something's wrong, it won't be long before they come back to look for themselves.
So, he waited there, and time continued to pass minute by minute. It was obviously not long, but Xia Dongqing felt that it was as long as several years. Gradually, his patience began to be worn away, and the speed It was getting faster and faster, and before long, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient.
Taking a deep breath, Xia Dongqing tried hard to calm his mind, but the effect was not ideal. Even, for some reason, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness, watching him.
What kind of eyes those were, Xia Dongqing couldn't describe, but it made him feel a sense of fear from deep in his heart, and his mind was instantly disturbed by distracting thoughts.
"Stop singing Yangguan Duie, hold up the white jade cup again, speak diligently and frequently, and hold your arms firmly in your arms. After tonight's farewell, when will you come again..."
At this moment, suddenly, a burst of singing came. Although it was not clear, Xia Dongqing was still attracted by the singing, and unknowingly, she came to the door at the end of the corridor.
Behind the door, there was light, as bright as day, and the singing came from behind the door. There seemed to be another world hidden behind the door.
After several hesitations, Xia Dongqing finally couldn't help but stretched out his hand, pushed hard, and pushed open the door in front of him. Suddenly, his vision changed drastically, which surprised him.
Behind the door, there was a song and dance hall. On the opposite stage, a woman wearing a black cheongsam was singing and dancing on the stage. The lyrics were very old-fashioned and had a strong flavor of Shanghai. Under the stage, a group of spectators wearing yellow military uniforms were sitting, chatting and laughing freely.
"Japanese?!"
Although Xia Dongqing has never dealt with the Japanese, he has watched many movies and TV dramas and can still clearly identify them. Those are Japanese, and they are also soldiers. They are commonly known in anti-Japanese dramas: little devils!
However, what made him curious and puzzled was that China had been liberated for so many years. How could there be so many little devils in this mental hospital
Xia Dongqing thought as he walked forward quietly, lest the Japanese who were listening to the song would find him. However, he forgot that the woman on the stage was facing him. When the woman raised her head, she saw this uninvited guest. She was slightly startled, but soon remembered the current situation and continued singing as if nothing had happened. .
Xia Dongqing passed through the back of the dance hall. It seemed to be a back garden, with a wire spanning between two trees and a few sheets drying on it. He ducked in and found a peach tree in the middle of the garden. There was a big stone beside it. He looked around and saw nothing. He shook his head. When he was about to go back, someone suddenly took a picture. Touch his shoulder.
The sudden change made Xia Dongqing startled. He turned around suddenly and saw a woman standing behind him. When he saw it, it was the cheongsam woman who had just sang on the stage.
"Who are you? How did you get here?"
When the woman saw Xia Dongqing looking at her blankly, she looked around anxiously, and then quickly pulled him aside.
"who are you?"
Xia Dongqing came to this place inexplicably and was still a little confused about the situation.
The woman did not answer Xia Dongqing's question, but looked at him carefully and suddenly asked: "Are you a student?"
Xia Dongqing heard some expectations and worries in her tone. Although she didn't know what was going on, she still said: "Yes, graduate student."
The woman was stunned, obviously not understanding what a graduate student was.
"College Students."
Xia Dongqing saw that she didn't seem to understand, so she changed her words again.
"College Students?"
The woman repeated, her expression became very excited, and asked: "Then why did you come here?"
Xia Dongqing scratched his head in confusion: "Where... is this place?"
"This is a Japanese hospital!"
The woman said matter-of-factly: "They treat those poor people for free, but during the treatment period, they cannot leave the hospital, and their family members cannot come in to visit."
"Japanese hospital?"
Xia Dongqing thought of the Japanese soldiers in military uniforms he had just seen, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at the woman and asked, "What year is it now?"
The woman said: "Twenty-seven years of the Republic of China."
"Twenty-seven years of the Republic of China?"
Xia Dongqing was also a graduate student after all, so he calculated it almost instantly: "1938?"
"Do you know how to get out of here?"
After learning that he had traveled back in time to 1938, Xia Dongqing, who had realized what she was doing, quickly asked the woman eagerly.
But the woman shook her head and replied: "You can't get out, there are Japanese everywhere here, and there are Japanese patrols, and the guards are very tight."
Hearing what the woman said, Xia Dongqing suddenly became anxious: "No, I have to leave here. My friend is still waiting for me outside."
"Don't worry." The woman grabbed Xia Dongqing, pressed him on the stone, and said, "I'll find a way. Every once in a while, there will be a change of guard here. It's almost time for the change of guard. Wait for them to change guard later, and you can sneak out." After the woman comforted Xia Dongqing, she said, "Wait here for a while, and I'll get something over." After that, she tidied up. I took off my cheongsam and walked quickly towards the yard.
Soon, the woman turned back, holding a notebook in her hand: "You are a college student. You must know many reporters outside. Can you help me take this out?" As she spoke, she handed the notebook to her. Xia Dongqing.
Taking the notebook in hand, Xia Dongqing opened it and saw many patterns drawn on it like graffiti. The woman said: "These are what I usually see. I can't write, so I just drew what I saw." After drawing it, although I don’t know what the little devil is doing, I always feel that it is not a good thing.”
"This is human testing!"
Xia Dongqing said angrily: "The little devils are so bad. They actually used us Chinese people for human experiments. We must expose them!"
The woman didn't understand human experimentation, so she said with a bit of admiration: "You know so much." Then, she seemed to have remembered something, and said with a bit of hope: "I want to ask you for something. Can you teach me to write, I can’t even write my own name!”
"OK!"
Xia Dongqing agreed readily: "What's your name?"
"Heavy snow!"
When the woman responded, she took out a pen and said with a smile: "This is the pen used by little devils. It is very rare outside. I secretly took one over."
Xia Dongqing took the pen and found that it turned out to be a pencil. In this era, it was indeed rare. At that moment, he also smiled and said: "The name Daxue is very nice and easy to remember."
Daxue was very happy when she heard this. She said proudly: "My mother said that when she gave birth to me, it was snowing heavily outside, so she gave me this name."
Hearing this, Xia Dongqing's nose felt a little sore for some reason. He took a pen and wrote two words on the cover of the notebook stroke by stroke:
"Heavy snow!"
(End of chapter)