"When are you going to do it? Here is the Cui family urging you." The fat boy stood in the shade and watched Zhang Sheng and Xiaoying walk out of the bank. Zhang Sheng carefully held a box in his hand and looked left. Look to the right, nervous and excited.
"This is the matchmaker's world." Wu Yue stared at the old car hired by Zhang Sheng and Xiaoying, frowning and said: "We are here to find the matchmaker's wish."
"But you have a mission." The fat boy shrugged and sighed, "And you are going to kill."
Wu Yue moved his lips, did not speak, but looked back at the fat boy and said: "Go back, I will follow them."
"You have to hurry up." The fat boy pointed to Wu Yue's shadow on the ground and said: "Look at you, Angkor, your shadow is almost gone."
"I know." Wu Yue was also anxious, but he couldn't help it. Suddenly he took the tablet out of his pocket and took a look, then shook his head.
"How is it? Did you find any clues outside?" The fat boy turned his head and stared at the tablet.
"No, regardless of that world, there is no obvious clue of the password." Wu Yue was a little helpless, with a faint wry smile on his face, staring at the car that was going away, suddenly thinking of the treasure box, and then said: "But it's hidden There seems to be a clue." After speaking, he waved his hand to the fat boy: "I will follow them first." After that, he called a car and went looking for Zhang Sheng and the others.
Probably because they got the baby, Zhang Sheng and Xiao Ying were very excited. The two ordered a French meal together, and had a good meal. When they came back, Xiao Ying fell drunk and didn’t know the personnel. Zhang Sheng walked out and went downstairs to find Hong'er.
Hong'er lives in the third-class room of the subordinates, but for convenience, Zhang Sheng booked her a single room.
"Are you ready?" Zhang Sheng opened the door and asked
"Ready." Hong'er was leaning against the window with a glass of red wine in her hand. She didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard this, she recovered and replied with a smile. She was a pretty girl. At this time, I drank wine, and my face became more flushed, and under the warm light, I looked more and more gorgeous.
Zhang Sheng looked at her heartbeat, his heart beating like duckweed on the water, walked over, and frivolously pinched her chin: "Little baby, when she is taken to a good place, let's spend it together."
Hong'er didn't eat this set, but she threw away Zhang Sheng's hand, turned her head and stared out of the window, the cold wind was rustling, and the fallen leaves fell silently, like a heart that had become cold in the world: "You can treat her like this, I can't say it would do this to me." At this point, she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes kept blinking, as if crying.
"Why?" Zhang Sheng stretched out his hand to stop Hong'er's waist, with a chuckle on his handsome face, lowered his head and sniffed Hong'er's hair: "You are different from her."
They are all the same people, the same people, no matter good or bad, at least at ease, not like being with Xiaoying, where all temperaments are restrained.
Hong'er heard this, and for some reason, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like seeing the fish caught struggling after renting the net, but soon the smile disappeared, and he turned back with a serious face:" Okay, when are you going to send her?"
"I have to act in a scene." Zhang Sheng smiled fiercely and proudly: "I have to let everyone know that my wife is crazy."
"How to act?" Hong'er rolled his eyes.
Zhang Sheng pinched Hong'er's face and smiled: "It's up to you, little red baby..."
…
Wu Yue retired when he heard this. He knew Zhang Sheng was so impatient that there was bound to be a good show tonight, so he didn't go back to the room at all, sitting in the corner of the hotel's corridor, and waited slowly.
Because it was late autumn, the wind outside was very cold, and it was late at night. There was no one, only the coolness deep into the bones. He crawled all over Wu Yue's body. Wu Yue tightened his body and looked at the ground—the shadow was almost transparent. When I came here, both my body and spirit had been consumed too much, and I was afraid that I would not be able to hold it to the end.
But if you can't hold up the moment when the password appears, then all your efforts will be lost.
Wu Yue took a breath, shook his head, and tried his best to get rid of this thought. He couldn't retreat or lose. There were still seven or eight lives waiting for him.
just…
Wu Yue looked down at his injured tablet:
"Li Hong from the Economics Student Union: Diligent, motivated, cheerful, and diverse, working as a part-time foreman in a bar, one day my classmates were meeting in a warehouse bar, and meeting a male friend courting him, I don’t know why, suddenly went crazy, lighted the box while others were not prepared, and I set my own password and want to burn the people in the box alive. The fire truck has arrived, but the door cannot be opened immediately because of the special manufacturing of the door. In order to save the seven or eight innocent lives inside, please ask Li Hong to tell the password as soon as possible."
"Remarks: In junior high school, this woman was weak, romantic and passionate. Because her parents did not allow her to fall in love early, she eloped with a boy named Zhang in the same class, and was later found back. After a miscarriage, she changed her name and started all over again. Her personality has changed drastically since then..."
After experiencing all kinds of things in the world inside, he still had no clue about what was happening outside. Why does this Li Hong have this? Whether it is A Hong, a matchmaker, or Hong'er, what do these changes in different worlds mean
Suddenly, there was a terrible scream in the night sky, which shocked everyone upstairs, and many people turned on the lights.
"Who."
"Where is this?"
"Oh, how come it looks like the third floor."
At this time, several customer service staff at the front desk also woke up and hurriedly took them to watch. Wu Yue followed closely. He just went upstairs, but saw Xiaoying scurrying around the building, surrounded by people watching the excitement.
"Ghost, ghost." Xiaoying with disheveled hair, wearing a pink nightdress, her eyes widened as if she was crazy.
"Miss, miss, what are you doing?" Hong'er was chasing next to her, and while she was chasing, she shouted: "Master, hurry up, stop the young lady from here."
Zhang Sheng seemed to be prepared. Standing at the end of the corridor, wearing a blue pajamas, when Xiaoying came running, he hugged Xiaoying, his face was heartache: "Xiaoying, Xiaoying, what's wrong with you? ?Are you OK?"
Xiaoying was trembling all over, and kept yelling: "Ghost, ghost, I see ghost."
As she said so, other people talked more and more:
"what does it mean?"
"Really hell?"
"Who knows, but it looks terribly scared."
…
"Xiaoying, Xiaoying, you should be sober, there are no ghosts in the world." Zhang Sheng shouted at this time, shaking Xiaoying's shoulders, eyes full of tears: "Xiaoying, Xiaoying, you should be sober."
"Good loving couple."
"Yes, this husband seems to love his wife very much."
…
"Xiaoying, Xiaoying, don't worry, I will ask you for a doctor tomorrow, and you will definitely get better." Zhang Sheng held Xiaoying tightly, tears running down, lowered his head, and covered all emotions in his eyes. Hong'er, who was standing by, lowered his head and stared at the pattern on the corridor carpet, as if he was studying something, and a strange smile slowly faded from the corner of his mouth.
Wu Yue saw this and stepped back slowly, waiting for the crowd to disperse before returning to his room.
He has been living next door to Zhang Sheng and the others, tracking their actions at any time. This time, he knew that Zhang Sheng and Hong'er's plot had begun to close. If this world belonged to Yingying, he would naturally reach out and intervene, but this The world belongs to the matchmaker, the matchmaker-what is that Hong'er's wish
Is it possible to drive Yingying crazy
wrong.
Wu Yue's role task is to get that treasure chest, but it's not in a hurry. Zhang Sheng can deal with it. Now he wants to see what Hong'er wants to do.
That day, Zhang Sheng got up early and drove Xiaoying and Hong'er to the hospital.
Everything in the concession is complete. There is the largest lunatic asylum in the French Concession, which was opened by a famous psychologist named Franco. It's just that the business is not good, because the Chinese do not recognize this, and mental illnesses are generally Believing that it was a ghost possessed, he suddenly received a major client today. He was very happy. Francis and more than 20 medical staff stood at the door to greet him.
Zhang Sheng drove silent all the way, Hong'er was a little uneasy. He kept looking out the window while looking back at Xiaoying. Seeing Xiaoying's pure and innocent face, he suddenly couldn't bear it and looked out. .
This should actually be the moment she has been looking forward to for a long time, the moment she has been wanting to get in the past two years, but...
I don't know why, but I am very sad.
Thinking of this, Hong'er looked back at her young lady, Xiaoying, but saw that Xiaoying was poking her head and looking outside, with a little surprise on her face. He turned around and asked her: "Hey, Hong'er, where is this? Let's Where are you going?"
Hong'er moved her lips, as if she couldn't bear to say. He looked up at Zhang Sheng in front of him. Zhang Sheng looked up at the front mirror of the car, as if he was also looking at her. The two looked at each other and quickly separated.
"Gada."
The car stopped, Francis brought people over, Zhang Sheng opened the door, jumped out, looked at the crowd, sighed, and said painfully: "I'm really sorry, I trouble you, please try to heal me. Madam, I really didn't expect..." Then, he took out his veil and wiped his eyes, as if to cry.
"Don't worry, we have the most knowledge about this kind of mental illness." Franco said in unfamiliar Chinese words: "Please don't worry, Mr. Zhang." He said, waving to the nurse beside him.
Three nurses rushed over at once.
Hong'er looked back at Xiaoying and opened her mouth: "Miss, take care."
Miss, you are going to be sent here by Zhang Sheng, you will be over in your life, sorry, I can't help it, I want the money.
Hong'er murmured this, but for some reason, suddenly, the nurses caught him.
"You caught the wrong person."
Hong'er's eyes widened and reprimanded: "The lady is her, oh no, the lady is her."
Who knows which nurse was like a bull, he couldn't help but rushed up and dragged her out of the car.
"Hey hey, are you crazy? I am a girl, she is a young lady." Hong'er shouted desperately, struggling.
The three nurses didn't say a word, just dragging to the door of the hospital.
"Excuse me." Zhang Sheng looked at Hong'er being dragged away and sighed: "My wife... is really crazy."
"Don't worry." Francis smiled calmly: "Here, we will cure her, we have many ways, and I have invented many ways, and I will try them one by one."
"Okay, okay." When Zhang Sheng heard this, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked back in the car.
The woman in the car was hanging her head, as if frightened, holding her chest, shivering.
Not far away, Hong'er wailed like crazy: "I'm not a young lady, I'm a girl, you caught the wrong person."
"Pattern."
Zhang Sheng returned to the car and watched Francis take the people back. The door of the hospital was closed and he said, "It's finally done."
Xiaoying didn't answer, but stared at the door of the mental hospital outside the window.
"Why? Are you unwilling? She is very determined to send you here." Zhang Sheng sneered at the corner of his mouth.
Xiaoying turned her head slowly and looked at Zhang Sheng. There was no expression on her face. Only the outside light reflected on her pale cheeks, like a piece of cold and expressionless jade. His voice was faint: "I see, drive. Right."
Zhang Sheng started the car...
At the same time, Wu Yue retracted his binoculars and stared at the mental hospital, this Hong'er...