, I didn't wait too long, and I still felt guilty in my heart.
And in the blink of an eye, the day has come to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Cheng Lan was very happy to walk outside, Li Langyu was pulled by her, barely cheering up. Cheng Hanliang asked them to come back early, because it was very likely to snow in the evening. The whole street in Peiping is covered with red lanterns, and some old-fashioned sign shops have carefully selected horn lamps or gauze lamps to hang them. Children like to surround themselves under the lamps and read the color pictures and stories depicted on them. Rattles and masks are the most sold. Pastry shops and tea soup shops are on the Lantern Festival. When Li Langyu was in the south, he passed the fifteenth day of the first lunar month several times, and it was at that time that he realized that the stuffing of dumplings was salty and wrapped in vegetables. Meat. The bean paste and sesame seeds were a little sweet and greasy. Cheng Lan bought a bowl of hawthorn stuffing, and the pink and white gluten dumplings had a plum blossom pattern on them, which looked cute.
At first, Li Langyu just walked around and watched the flowers, but then he couldn't help but slow down, it was better to come back, everything was the original taste, and he was infected by the shouting of the market, and he also felt that his mood was slowly becoming clearer.
When he came out of the pastry shop, someone called his name, Li Langyu looked back and found that it was He Huaichuan. He was holding a bag of paper chestnuts, and before he got close, he could smell the oily aroma inside.
Li Langyu couldn't help showing a smile. He introduced He Huaichuan to Cheng Lan, a former friend who studied medicine overseas and returned to the country around October. The three went to a teahouse and sat down to talk about the South and the North.
He Huaichuan was born elegant and well-dressed. He should have just come out of school. I have been dealing with illnesses all year round, and I heard that Miss Cheng was not in good health, so I couldn't help asking more.
"What medicines does Miss Cheng take on weekdays?"
"It's all traditional Chinese medicine. The doctor said it slowly. Sometimes the weather is bad and it will be serious."
He Huaichuan closed his eyelids and frowned slightly, but didn't say anything further.
Li Langyu said to Cheng Lan, "He studied Western medicine, and I didn't see him having a favorable impression of Chinese medicine when I chatted with him on weekdays."
He Huaichuan hurriedly explained: "You've wronged me. My grandfather is a Chinese medicine doctor, and my father is a Chinese medicine doctor, but when he came to me, he changed his route halfway through, and I have been scolded by them all the time."
He said that when studying Chinese medicine, he often felt that a lot of knowledge could not be explained, and the consequence of lack of theoretical support would be illusory and untenable, not to mention that it would eventually be used on people, which is really disrespectful to life. Changing to study Western medicine will bring a lot of peace of mind.
Li Langyu said: "Actually, people in China don't believe in Western medicine until now. It's not so much a medical battle, but a political battle and a battle of interests."
Cheng Lan was a little curious and asked him which one he supported.
Li Langyu said it was Western medicine, and later added a sentence, Liang Qichao also respected Western medicine.
He Huaichuan smiled brightly, Miss Cheng, his favorite is Liang Rengong, it's useless for you to ask him this question.
Cheng Lan thought about it carefully, "Actually, Chinese medicine is not completely unreasonable. Even though it is not a science, it is an empirical technique, just like Kuafu chasing the sun." She made an analogy, which made Li Langyu and the others a little puzzled, " Treating people with traditional Chinese medicine is actually a process in which a person conquers the sky. Science is dead, people are alive, and the road is open. Experience and technology will always be close to science, and even more possibilities will be born. What can be left is a kind of Faith inheritance is like Liang Rengong still defending Western medicine after his kidney was cut wrongly, in order to make people believe that I can't doubt Chinese medicine because my disease is not cured."
He Huaichuan thought it was a bit interesting. His family usually talked about this issue with nothing more than the words "forgetting ancestry" and "favoring foreigners". Li Langyu also suddenly remembered that Cheng Lan seemed to be studying literature, history and philosophy.
The three sat until the afternoon, and Cheng Lan suddenly asked Li Langyu to accompany her to the boat to see. There are several small canoes on the lake, specially prepared for the Lantern Festival. I heard that you should write your wishes on paper and put them in In the plastic river lamp, it can be realized by sending it to the water center. Li Langyu was in a lack of interest. He wanted to ask about what he had asked He Huaichuan to inquire about not long ago, so he asked Cheng Lan to go first.
He Huaichuan took out some lists from his waist pocket, which were all the records of the Feng family's cargo inspections in various places. After a comparison, he found that although the numbers were the same, the weights before and after did not match. I have to go to Feng's house.
Seeing his serious face, He Huaichuan said, "I saw you today and found that it is very different from the past. Did something happen at Cheng's house?"
"No, it's just a small change, it doesn't matter."
He Huaichuan frowned slightly, "Although I know you are out for revenge, and I can understand it, the Cheng family is not as hateful as you said, and Miss Cheng is not..."
"I know!" Li Langyu interrupted him suddenly, as if he had been poked at something, his face was filled with anger. He was scolded by Bai Jingqiu some time ago, and now he is being questioned by his friends. He felt that everyone turned against him.
He Huaichuan stopped talking and did not continue. Some things are often confused by the authorities and clear by onlookers.
He wasn't going to intervene, and he couldn't help.
The two walked out of the teahouse and were about to go to the lake. Suddenly, they saw a crowd of people in front of them. The crowds were rushing in one direction. They also heard the gongs shouting, "Falling into the water! Falling into the water! Someone has fallen into the water!"
"It's a woman!"
"It seems to be Miss Cheng's family!"
"Rescue!"
…
Li Langyu was startled, looked towards the center of the lake, and saw a figure, it was indeed Cheng Lan, her hands fluttering to try to float up, the lake was cold in the winter, and the boatman who was rowing handed the wood pulp to her. I tried for a long time without success.
"Come on a few people!"
Li Langyu originally wanted to go over, but after taking a few steps, an evil thought suddenly emerged.
What would happen if Cheng Lan was not rescued successfully, what would happen if she died directly in this lake, if she died, would Cheng Hanliang have a hard time, and could he also understand his original mood? Does this count as retribution
But in such a short moment, he stopped his original pace, and his heart was heavy, as if he was looking at a poisonous snake, he couldn't move, and over time, he became that cold-blooded animal spitting out letters.
Several strong men jumped into the lake, and He Huaichuan was also shocked, dragged Li Langyu forward, but suddenly found that the other party was unmoved.
"What's the matter with you, Miss Cheng has fallen into the water!" He raised his voice, thinking that the other party was frightened.
Li Langyu's eyes changed from panic to dodging, and then to cold. The crowd was getting louder and louder, which found a good hiding place for his evil thoughts.
He didn't know that the cold sweat had spread all over his back, he just took a step back, and then, out of control.
run away.
"Li Langyu! Li Langyu! Come back to me!"
He Huaichuan shouted angrily behind him.
But he couldn't hear anything.
Chapter twenty seven
The sun was gradually setting, and the shouts of East Street passed through the scattered stalls. Li Langyu leaned against the stone wall and squatted down little by little. He was out of breath. Push up.
He dared not look back.
Several passersby came over to ask him what was wrong, he raised his head, and the cold wind of the evening cut his face pale.
There is a long distance from the lake, but Cheng Lan's voice faintly rang in his ears. Li Langyu felt a churn in his stomach, his chest was so tight that he retched out sour water, and his legs seemed to be covered with cement, sticking to the ground, unable to move.
The wind was blowing so badly that he subconsciously wrapped the scarf tightly, and the unusual familiarity made him bow his head - it was the one that Cheng Lan knitted for him and helped him put it on when he went out.
Li Langyu pinched the edge of the scarf, stunned in place for a long time.
What the hell is he doing, what is he like now, during this period of time he competes with his face, doesn't see everything, thinks that everyone owes him and deserves to be treated coldly by him. But from beginning to end, he was the only one who was pitifully intriguing, with himself.
Cheng Lan treated him very well, but he deceived her, deceived her, deceived her from the beginning, he was a despicable and pitiful coward, a liar who tried his best. If Cheng Lan really couldn't be saved, what would happen? Li Langyu suddenly became cold all over, and a gloomy sense of terror hovered in his heart, even more than before.
That is a living life!
"A man and a man, before defending the family and the country, learn to protect women." When he was young, he had cried his elder sister angrily because of a trivial incident. Fu Pinghui punished him for standing in the corner for an afternoon, admonishing him until he was honest. Admittedly wrong. As He Huaichuan said, revenge is one thing, but Cheng Lan is innocent.
He shouldn't have taken a step back at this time.
Li Langyu propped himself up, restrained his breathing, and slowly walked back. Gradually, his pace quickened, he ran up, and lost all his weight. On Peiping Street, in the whistling wind, he returned to the original path.
The crowd by the lake was sparse, and Li Langyu blushed, grabbed a passerby and asked, "Where is the person who just fell into the water! Have you been rescued!"
"A gentleman who claimed to be a doctor took her away."
That should be He Huaichuan. Li Langyu exhaled, but did not feel relieved, he felt a deep sense of frustration mocking himself.
As the sky darkened, he returned to Cheng Mansion alone, feeling uneasy all the way, until he stepped into the main entrance of the hall, and the servants in a hurry were running around in each room, and Cheng Hanliang, standing right in front, he turned around slowly, Looking at Li Langyu with a pair of dignified and cold eyes, he could see that he had nowhere to hide, his spine tingling.
"she… "
"Go kneel."
Two simple words, pressed like a bell. He originally wanted to ask Cheng Lan's condition, but Cheng Hanliang didn't give him any chance. Everyone saw his cowardice, and those who fled were nothing.
The heavy snow in Peiping started at midnight. Li Langyu knelt in the center of the yard and stayed up all night. He was hungry.