Qing Huan, Cheng Cheng tomorrow night, when Qi Yi and the three of them drove to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda Square, the sky was overcast, and it suddenly rained.
I don't know when it started, dense raindrops appeared on the window glass, dripping the originally translucent glass like a yarn full of fine needles. It was a bit cloudy when they went out, but no one thought it would rain so soon.
Qing Huan took out her mobile phone, cut the city into Haojing, and checked the weather forecast. The light rain turned to heavy rain would last for about a week. When they got on the train, it was estimated that the rain would not stop.
Qi Yi in the back row straightened up slightly and asked, "It's raining, do you still want to go to the square?"
Qing Huan put away the phone, thought for a moment, and said, "There is an umbrella in the car, let's go for a spin."
It's only five o'clock in the afternoon, and Nanyang said that she only came back in the evening. If she went back to the hotel by herself, what would she do if she stayed alone for a few hours
Qing Huan thought about it, but couldn't think of an answer.
She couldn't help thinking about how she liked to fill her time when she was alone before she met Nanyang. But it's been less than half a year since she and Nanyang got married, but her memory of the life half a year ago became blurred.
Before she tasted love, she didn't feel that there was any regret in that kind of life. On the contrary, sometimes when she saw her friends around her because they were in love, she would be glad that she chose celibacy. But after falling in love with Nanyang, she realized that love itself is not suspicious, quarrelsome, or filthy. Those who keep despising love have not found the one who truly loves them. They are not arrogant or ignorant, but they are not so lucky.
She felt that the happiest thing in her life was being loved by a woman like Nanyang. So gentle, so careful, when he is worried about gains and losses, he will search his stomach and say some sweet words. When she said those words in such an awkward tone, she just wanted to laugh, but when she thought about it later, she found that all those sentences were extremely beautiful.
She believes that when a person is talking about love, he means something. Because Nanyang's love for her is so beautiful, those sentences are so beautiful.
That's why she willingly fell deeper and deeper into her arms, until she merged with her soul until she died.
It was raining more and more outside the window.
When they arrived at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda Square, the three took their umbrellas and got off the bus.
It rained suddenly, and many tourists did not bring umbrellas and hid in twos and threes under the small pavilions selling souvenirs to avoid the rain. From a distance, you can see the ancient Big Wild Goose Pagoda standing in the rain with the charm of thousands of years. The statue of Master Xuanzang is in front of the tower, like a god guiding the lost world.
Tomorrow night, Cheng looked at the souvenir kiosks on the north square, and excitedly called Qi Yi and Qing Huan over to take a look. Souvenirs of this famous scenic spot always have many tricks, and they are piled up in conspicuous positions, attracting children to drag their parents to buy them.
"Sister, look, the water whistle." Tomorrow night, Cheng picked up a bird-shaped water whistle made of clay, and without hesitation, he held the whistle and blew a gentle sound. Qi Yi took it out of her hand and said that this might have been blown by someone else, but Cheng didn't care tomorrow night and bought it directly.
Tomorrow night, Cheng took a water whistle and brought a rattle over, banging on it. After playing the rattle, she played with other people's Tao Xun, put down Tao Xun and went to get other people's terracotta warriors and horses statues, and played with shadow puppets, bamboo grasshoppers, wooden swords and swords. When she picked up those toys, Qi Yi wanted to put her hands in her pockets several times, as if she wanted to pay.
But tomorrow night, Cheng will move faster. She directly bought all the things she played with the boss in one go, carried a big bag, and said happily that when she went back, she would distribute all these gadgets to the young ladies and sisters of the program group. .
Qi Yi looked at her and smiled helplessly, but didn't say much, just followed Ming Wancheng quietly and helped her share some shopping bags when she couldn't take anything.
Seeing them walking towards the next pavilion, Qing Huan didn't move.
She glanced at the toys to coax children in front of her, and said to the boss, "Get me one of each."
The boss widened his eyes in surprise: "One for all?"
"Um."
The boss glanced at Ming Wancheng, who was far away, and said with a smile, "Are you a company here to buy gifts for employees?"
"No," Qing Huan shook her head, her brows and eyes curved, her countless gentleness, "I only give it to one person."
"Oh—" The boss clearly understood, "It must be for the little baby at home!"
Qing Huan laughed until her shoulders trembled, undecided.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier while a few people were strolling around, and a gust of wind was blowing, and a small umbrella could no longer properly protect the people. The wind blew the rain and flew diagonally under the umbrella, and it didn't take long for most of the pants to get wet.
Originally, Cheng wanted to go to Datang Evernight City tomorrow night to see Miss Tumbler, who had been on fire for a while, but it was raining like this, and it was estimated that no one would come out to perform. Seeing that the weather was getting worse and worse, the three of them could only go home.
It was eight o'clock when we got back to the hotel.
The three of them were a little embarrassed, and their shoes were basically soaked.
Qing Huan carried a large bag of souvenir toys, and her long curly hair was wet against her temples, whether it was rain or sweat. She took out her mobile phone and checked the time again. It was indeed eight o'clock, yes, eight o'clock... I wonder if it counts as night
She always remembered that when she parted ways with Nanyang, she asked Nanyang when she would come back, and Nanyang said, "In the evening."
Could that person have returned
She imagined the joy that was about to appear on Nanyang's face when she saw this little gadget, the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, and her heart was filled with anticipation to use the key card to open the door, and she was ready to meet the people inside. Ready to say hello.
When the door opened, it was pitch black.
When they left, the blackout curtains were drawn, and a little bit of clarity of the night scene outside the window was also cut off. The empty room, what it was like when I left, and what it is like now, even the position of the disposable slippers placed at the door has not changed.
The curvature of the corners of Qing Huan's lips froze. After a long time, the brewing smile gradually disappeared, she lowered her eyes, quietly entered the room, put her things on the ground, and sat alone in the corner of the bed.
It turns out that eight o'clock is not even night.
She twisted her fingers, as if a hole had been dug out in her heart, and there was a cold air.
The "night" in Nanyang's heart, what exactly is going to be late
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With her hair and clothes wet, Sun Xuxue paced back and forth anxiously in the emergency room.
She originally planned to follow Nanyang to Haojing, but Nanyang said that she should go to Bayu first, and it would not be delayed for two days. She really shouldn't listen to the ancestor's words, she should stick to the ancestor's side, she clearly knew that the ancestor's illness was so serious, but she still allowed the ancestor to stay in Haojing for so long. She simply hated herself.
And, this time, the situation is worse than ever. According to the doctor, the blood that Nanyang shed after he fell at the door of the hospital all flowed down the steps in front of the door to the side of the flower bed.
This is no longer something she can handle alone. She immediately notified her grandfather and Uncle Mei, and Mei Zhongli and Sun Guohui immediately contacted the hospital to block the news after hearing about it, and set off for Haojing, which should be there soon.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Mei Zhongli and Sun Guohui to rush over.
Sun Xuxue briefly talked to them about what happened, but she was young and could not speak well when she was in a hurry. The door of the emergency room suddenly opened, and the doctor was exhausted. Before he could take two steps, Mei Zhongli stopped him to ask about the situation.
"She lost a lot of blood. We have mobilized all the matching blood in the blood bank, and now we are asking the nearest hospital for help. Don't worry, there is no life-threatening."
The doctor knew the background of the person lying inside. Nanyang is now considered a public figure. After the hospital recognized that the person lying in a pool of blood was the family of the famous Mei family, they rushed the person to the emergency room and called Diagnosed by top doctors in the hospital. They knew that Mei Zhongli was coming sooner or later, and they didn't dare to slack off.
"When did she faint in the hospital?" Sun Guohui asked with a frown.
The doctor thought about it and said, "About five o'clock in the afternoon."
"It's already ten o'clock in the evening," Sun Guohui glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's been so long, she hasn't woken up yet?"
The doctor shook his head, "Not only did he not wake up, but the blood was still flowing. We couldn't find the cause, and it didn't look like hemophilia. Now we have to keep giving her blood transfusions to make sure she doesn't die of shock. ."
Mei Zhongli and Sun Guohui's faces instantly became solemn.
"Excuse me, be sure to send enough blood bags over, it doesn't matter how much it costs."
"I see."
After sending the doctor away, they beckoned and told Sun Xuxue to walk together to a secluded corner.
"In the past, when my ancestor was sick, people have recorded the frequency and duration." Sun Guohui held the cold radiator by the wall, his old fingers were shaking, "Before she came back from Australia, she never fainted when she got sick. It's been upside down. Since she and Zhu girl got married, things have become abnormal. The time she fell ill in Zangzuo Film and Television City was the first time she fainted in the past 3,000 years. I told you at that time I didn't expect this problem to be getting more and more serious now, the first time I just fainted for half an hour, and then the time of the fainting became longer and longer, and now I haven't woken up for five hours."
"I studied the secret scroll of forbidden techniques," Mei Zhongli said solemnly, "Unfortunately, I don't remember it clearly."
"Maybe it's because this is the 99th generation," Sun Guohui sighed, "The forbidden technique only says that the ancestor can live to the 99th generation, but it doesn't say that she can live to the 99th generation. We all know that in order to use the forbidden technique, you must first die in the same way that your lover dies. The ancestor is a person who has died once. In the past three thousand years, her body is equivalent to an empty shell, except for the time when she died. The state is immortal, but it is just a container for pain.”
"This is a fact that the descendants of all dynasties have understood. To put it mildly, the ancestors are no different from a dead person for three thousand years. Only after Zhu Zhu regains her memory, her body can return to a normal state of birth, old age, sickness and death, but... "
"Obviously, the old ancestor's body is weakening rapidly now. She has more and more frequent attacks, and each time she bleeds and coma more and more. No one knows what she can hold with this empty shell. when."
After Sun Xuxue understood what they said, his face paled with fright, "What do you mean... If Zhu Zhu can't regain his memory, the ancestor is likely to... die... die?"
"Slowly die?" Sun Guohui gave a wry smile, "Xu Xue, it's not slow death. Maybe... On a normal day, she suddenly fell down, and then she couldn't wake up again."