The night is deep, and the lights of thousands of homes are still lit. If someone overlooks [Fengcheng] from a high altitude at this time, they can see that [Fengcheng] is shrouded in the pouring rain. Poetic.
On the road that is hard to see pedestrians, a black car drove from a distance, cut through the wind and rain, from far to near, and then from near to far, leaving the bustling city behind, driving towards the darker front - black The most convenient place is the Xijiao Cemetery.
There is the most luxurious cemetery in [Fengcheng], and all the rich and powerful people in the upper class are buried. The scenery in his lifetime was infinite, and after death he turned into a box of ashes, which is also to inherit that scenery. Therefore, the cemetery in the western suburbs is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the green pines and cypresses are lush inside, which means that the family will be evergreen and prosperous.
There are three Changming pavilions with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, one at the east and west ends and one in the center. The central axis runs through the three pavilions, representing the door connecting life and death. Whenever the deceased is buried, they must walk on the central axis before reaching the empty tomb.
The security guard on the night shift in the cemetery in the western suburbs was drowsy in the brightly lit east attic, and did not find a woman in red, holding a black umbrella, counting the time, using the stone lions on both sides of the road to avoid the only one in the cemetery. Rotating the surveillance camera, approaching the Changming Pavilion in the center.
The wind blew the rain, and the slanted umbrella wetted the coat.
Yan Xuhuan stood in front of the stone steps and looked up at the attic in front of her. The lights were on all the year round, and they never went out. It was very bright. She walked up the stairs with integrity, picked a room on the top floor, swept away a thin layer of ash, and lay on a bed that was not prepared for her.
If the system has legs, it will bend both knees, kneel down with a bang, and offer two words: worship service
The emphasis on convincing the living to be the dead is also a mysterious act of convincing the boss.
When Yan Xuhuan stepped into the cemetery, she knew that her guess was right. The yin here is quite heavy, and the hunger that has been bothering her is gradually disappearing. Like a restless beast, calmed down by the gloomy and cold air current here.
Lin Muhan, who was in the villa, was facing the window, lying on the rattan chair under the blanket, looking at the rainy night outside that seemed to never stop. His expression was calm, like a mirror, with no superfluous expression.
She is waiting, waiting for the person who left on her own to return.
Time passed by, and the clock on the wall chimed once and again. The sky and night slowly faded, and light gradually appeared. Countless people woke up from their sleep, or walked out of the door full of numbness or hope, stepped into the crowd, and started their day's work.
Through the open windows, the occasional sound of vehicles passing downstairs was keenly captured. It's been a whole night, the rain is still falling, the man still hasn't come back, there is only a message sent at two in the morning, and nothing else.
Lin Muhan, who had not slept all night, had no sleepiness, just lay on the chair, motionless. It wasn't until nine o'clock in the morning that I got up to freshen up and went downstairs.
Seeing Lin Muhan come down, his expression didn't seem very good, he looked a little haggard, especially those eyes, which were not completely covered by the delicate makeup.
The two bodyguards thought that there was one less car in the garage, and Lin Muhan looked bad. Could it be that the two quarreled last night, and the boss left in anger? It's not right to think about it, since these two have been together, let alone a quarrel, it has never happened once with a cold face to each other.
"The porridge is warm in the pot, Xiaoyu, go and bring a bowl over."
Xiaoyu, who was named by Brother Bin, responded and trotted towards the kitchen. As soon as he ran a few meters, he was stopped by Lin Muhan. "No appetite." Then Brother Chao Bin said, "Let's go to XX hospital to see my second brother."
As soon as they heard this, the bodyguard duo understood, it really wasn't a relationship problem, so don't worry. The boss finally has a good style, and it would be bad enough if he changed back to the way he used to be.
"Brother Xun, take care of you at home." Brother Bin said to his brother, strode to the sofa to pick up his coat, and followed Lin Muhan to the garage.
Xiaoyu, who is an assistant, naturally follows her closely. Trivial things are always useful to her.
When Lin Muhan put on a mask and walked into the hospital door in a low-key manner, Lin Mufei had already woken up, smelled the smell of disinfectant, grinned slyly, and was involved in the wound, causing a sharp pain.
In my mind, I recalled that after a group of people reveled in KTV last night, they were screaming and racing on the unobstructed roads. At the moment when the earth was spinning that day, I thought I was going to go to heaven, but when I opened my eyes, I was still alive, and I felt really good.
After sighing, I wanted to move my body, but it was so motionless that I was shocked, wouldn't it be useless? Raise your hand, um... you can move, and then move your legs hard, oh my god, you can move!
After the body is confirmed to be fine, is the face disfigured? Will there be scars? Don't, he will be able to get along well in the future, but he is counting on this handsome face that is indignant.
Lin Muhan carried a basket of fruits and pushed the door into the ward. When he saw Lin Mufei struggling to get up, he couldn't help but say, "Don't you want your legs anymore?"
"Sister." Lin Mufei didn't move after hearing the sound, and turned to look at Lin Muhan with starlight in his eyes. "Just a little bit, and you'll never see me again."
"You can do it again, Quan Dang this time is to say goodbye in advance."
Lin Mufei: "..." Are you my sister
"Where's the nurse for you?" He put the fruit basket on the table.
"What, there are nurses? Male or female?"
"An uncle."
Hearing what my sister said, Lin Mufei lacked interest, so many gentle and lovely nurses and sisters did not choose, not the whole one, five, three rough uncles, brother and sister, can there be some tacit understanding. As an older sister, can you be a little more considerate to your younger brother? "You still help me see if your brother and I are disfigured."
"I asked the doctor, it's fine." There may be scars, which will disappear in the future.
Lin Mufei breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." After speaking, he lay down again. He is now a patient and needs to take good care of his injuries.
"Your parents will come to see your precious son in the afternoon." Before the doctor called her, she called Lin's mother to inform her. Later, on the way to the hospital, I received a call from Lin's mother and booked air tickets and hotels in advance as required.
"Don't, sister, I don't want to see my parents like this." When he heard that Lin Ma was coming, Lin Mufeijun's face was bitter, he felt that his ears were going to be useless.
"It's too late, people are already on their way."
"It's over, it's over." Lin Mufei lay helplessly on the hospital bed.
After the uncle nurse came back, he stayed for a while at his brother's request before getting up and leaving, because there was a class in the afternoon. During this period, the text messages sent to Yan Xuhuan were not answered for a long time, and the whole afternoon was somewhat absent-minded.
Towards evening, Dad Lin pushed a wheelchair and followed behind Mommy Lin and entered the hospital. Sitting on the wheelchair was their youngest son, fifteen-year-old Lin Munan.
Because of being sick in bed all the year round, the body was thin and thin. The complexion is very white, which is unhealthy white; the hair is not as short and refreshing as Lin Mufei's, but it is tied in a literary style; the expression of the eyes is quiet, even cooler than Lin Muhan, and the whole person is feminine and soft. .
This time, Lin Ma took the opportunity to bring her youngest son to [Fengcheng], intending to keep the person here and receive the best medical treatment. Quickly go through the admission procedures and enter the best ward here.
As for all of this, Lin Muhan didn't know it. Lin Ma obviously killed her first and then paid for it. That is, she decided that Lin Muhan would not send people back mercilessly. This is her own younger brother.
The younger son came, and the whole family gathered in the same city, so the place to live must be settled properly. Mother Lin didn't have time to teach Lin Mufei a lesson. After seeing that her son was cared for by a nurse, she took Dad Lin to the street to find a nearby real estate store, looking for a suitable house for short-term stay.
Originally, Mother Lin planned to buy a house directly, but she thought that her daughter would definitely not agree. In addition, with the money that her daughter was earning, it was estimated that she could not buy a fancy house, so she took the second place. Rent first, wait until the time is right, then buy a house and move a family’s hukou to the city. In the future, when grandchildren are born, they will be people in first-tier cities.
The two were dragged around the hospital by the real estate agent and looked at one house after another. It's not that the orientation is not good, or the windows are not big enough, or the floor is too high, or the decoration is not good enough, or the greening of the community is not good...
The houses near the hospital were already tense, and most of the houses that were vacated were houses that had passed through N batches of households.
After several hours of tossing and turning, I finally found a three-bedroom, one-bedroom house that was slightly satisfied by Ma Lin at a location about four subway stations away from the hospital. The younger son does not need a room in the hospital, just the eldest son has a room, and his wife has a room, and relatives and friends can stay in one room when visiting.
The apartment is large and bright, the floor is neither high nor low, and there is a large area of greenery with a park. It is best to take a stroll in the morning and evening. You can also follow the fashion and learn to dance the square.
After encountering a suitable house, instead of using real estate agents to pre-determine the scarcity of commonly used houses as a idiom, Lin Ma took the initiative to clap her hands and finalize it. This is the set. Immediately followed the real estate agent back to the store, signed the contract of intent, and paid the deposit.
After Lin Muhan had dinner, he returned to the hospital to see his younger brother Lin Mufei. As soon as he entered the ward, he was immediately taken aback. The bed that entered the door was indeed the big man with snoring, but the bed inside was a seven- or eight-year-old man. Little boy, his parents are looking after. Facing the suspicious eyes of several people, he took a step back and looked at the number on the door, yes, yes.
"Are you... come to look for the boy who was sent in last night?" Seeing Lin Muhan's gaze, the big man guessed that he should be looking for the sunshine boy, and after receiving Lin Muhan's nod, he continued: "He has been transferred to the ward, you You can go to the nurse's desk and ask."
"Thank you!" Lin Muhan closed the door and stood there for a few seconds before going to the nurse's desk to ask which ward Lin Mufei was transferred to by Lin Ma.
After asking, Lin Muhan walked up the escalator, pushed open the door, and saw a happy family of three inside.
"Daughter, have you eaten yet? Look at the food that my mother and I specially packaged for you. It's fragrant, and it's still warm." It's been almost a year, and Dad Lin has lost a lot of weight, and the cigarette rod that used to be inseparable is also gone. Seeing her daughter standing far away at the door, she greeted her with unusual enthusiasm.
When Dad Lin's voice fell, Lin Muhan saw that Ma Lin next to him had stood up and opened the delicate lunch box on the table. There is a tendency to gather brows, and there is nothing to be diligent about. "just eaten."
After entering the ward, his eyes were attracted by the eye-catching rental contract and a stack of bills on the table, and he reached out and picked it up.
When the girl looked down at these things, Dad Lin was a little embarrassed and had nowhere to look, so he simply turned his body and lowered his head as an invisible person; while Mom Lin stared straight at the girl, but that face was covered by the mask Most of the time, I had no joy or anger, and at this moment, I couldn't find the slightest information, and I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Lin Mufei was lying on the large and comfortable hospital bed, his eyes were rolling, his eyes wandering back and forth between the three of them, looking like he was watching a good show.
Contrary to the three people's expectations, Lin Muhan's expression was calm, and there was no unnecessary inquiries or dissatisfaction, and he agreed too readily. After the rejoicing, the three of them felt a strange feeling in their hearts.
But this feeling is inexplicable, and it is also fleeting, and there is no way to explore it, so I don't take it to heart.