On the way back to the office, Guo Yan's cell phone rang suddenly, and he took it out to see that it was Yang Pei calling.
Guo Yan picked it up suspiciously, "Hey..."
Before he started talking, Yang Pei on the other end of the phone said angrily: "Guo Yan! You fucking lie down in the hospital, where did you die!"
Guo Yan was stunned, "What, brother, how did you know that I was in the hospital just now?"
Yang Pei scolded, "Nonsense, it's the hospital I took you to, is it okay? You guys also asked me why, hurry up and get me back, don't you know, you are not good yet!"
"Oh oh oh, I'll be back soon, I'll be back soon."
beep-
Yang Pei hung up the phone.
Guo Yan asked in astonishment: "Is the hospital my brother sent us to before?"
"Yeah." Lu Tingnan nodded and asked, "So, are we going to the hospital?"
"How does he know we are there?"
Lu Tingnan said: "I heard someone saw us jump into the river before, and then called the police. After we got out of that place, I saw Brother Pei, and he took us to the hospital."
"Okay, go to the hospital, if you don't, my brother will probably kill me."
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After going to the hospital, Guo Yan could only listen to his cousin Yang Pei and rested well in the hospital. Lu Tingnan's arm was also injured. Naturally, he also had to observe. The two of them didn't want to leave tonight.
Until 6 o'clock in the morning the next day, the doctor came to inform them that they could be discharged from the hospital.
At six in the morning, although sleepy, Guo Yan would rather go back to the office to sleep than stay here.
Woke up Lu Tingnan, who was still asleep, and the two drove back to the office.
When he returned to the office, Lu Tingnan fell asleep directly on the sofa, apparently still not awake.
Guo Yan didn't have much sleep, so he found a quilt in the bedroom and put it on Lu Tingnan, then came to the table and sorted out the files.
This time, things didn't seem dangerous, but Guo Yan thought about it carefully. If he was like the two drivers and suddenly got caught in the black fog, I am afraid he would have died in it a long time ago.
Although I don't know why it was not entangled by the black mist, it was really shocking.
At least came out alive.
Lu Tingnan's snoring sound came from the sofa, Guo Yan looked back, raised his eyebrows, printed out the organized files with a printer, sealed them in a portfolio, and threw them on the table without worrying about them.
Picking up the pack of cigarettes on the table, he went to the door of the office, and he pointed one to the deserted Wutong Street in the early morning.
On Wutong Street at 6 o'clock in the morning, the breakfast shop at the end of the street is already open, and the boss and the guys inside are busy buying breakfast.
Guo Yan clutched his grunting belly and wanted to eat, but he didn't have any appetite. After smoking one cigarette, he threw away his cigarette butt, he leaned against the wall of the alley, and then smoked the second one.
He doesn't care about the injuries on his head.
Click it.
The fire came out of the lighter's spout, swayed in the wind for a long time, igniting the smoke in his mouth.
He missed the old aunt's omelet very much and wanted to eat it again, but he didn't know if he could eat it again.
After the old man's body was found, the old lady never came here again. It was a sad place for the old lady to want to come here. Besides, the old aunt came here to sell omelets just to find the old man, but now I found it, and there is no reason to continue.
Before he knew it, he had already smoked a pack of cigarettes, with cigarette butts all around his feet.
Look at the time, it's half past six.
He yawned, so sleepy, eyes sore with tears, rubbed his frozen cheeks, turned and walked towards the office.
But after not taking two steps, he saw a familiar tricycle coming from not far away. The tricycle was electric, and the sound of the chain turning was very conspicuous on this silent phoenix tree street.
Guo Yan stopped, rubbing his tired eyes, and saw that the tricycle came to the entrance of the alley from far and near. The old lady riding the tricycle stopped at this time, got down from above, and pushed the tricycle to the side of the alley. , Smiled and glanced at Guo Yan who was standing aside.
"Xiao Guo, wake up so early."
Guo Yan was stunned, "Auntie, you, why are you... here?"
It is not someone else who is here, but the old lady who sells omelets.
The old lady smiled: "I'm here to sell omelets. I'm not happy that I'm here?"
Guo Yan smiled and shook his head, "No, of course not. You are the best here. We haven't eaten omelets for a long time. I'm hungry now. Or give me one."
"Sure, here's one for you." The old lady did not refuse, opened the fire, and said, "Wait a minute, this fire is not hot enough yet, wait a minute."
Guo Yan sat down on the side steps, touched his pocket and wanted to smoke, but suddenly remembered that he had finished smoking just now, he smacked his lips and said, "Well, don't worry, there is time anyway."
The pancake round table heated up very quickly. The old lady took out the batter, scooped a spoon and dropped it on the hot round table, and then took a wooden handle to spread the batter evenly, and then beat an egg and sprinkled with chopped green onion, and so on. It was almost hot, I poured some oil on it, and then skillfully took the omelet, and the sound of piercing and piercing came from under the omelet.
"Sweet sauce."
"Well, sweet sauce, put it spicy, not the bun."
The old lady smiled, said nothing, and then made quiche.
Spread the homemade sweet sauce and Tongzhou hot sauce on the pie, immediately put on the crispy chicken and tenderloin, then turn off the heat, use a spatula to move the omelette around, and finally fold it again, put it in a bag, and you're done .
Guo Yan picked up the omelet, took a bite, and said anxiously: "Huh, it's so hot, so hot, so hot..."
"Slow down, it's hot." The old woman said in her mouth, without stopping, she continued to make omelets.
Guo Yan smiled and blew, and when the omelet was cooler, he took a second bite. The taste remained the same, not at all, it was fragrant and satisfying.
"Xiao Guo, the old man left here, right?" The old lady asked suddenly.
"Yeah." Guo Yan nodded subconsciously.
The old lady turned over the omelet she was making, and then asked, "I saw him last time because of you, Xiao Guo."
Guo Yan stopped when he heard this question, swallowed what was in his mouth, looked at the old aunt, and asked in confusion: "Aunt, why are you asking about this?"
The old lady shook her head, "It's nothing, I just want to see him."
Guo Yan didn't think much, and said, "Mother, I will see you later."
"From now on, when is it? After you die?"
Guo Yan said seriously: "Almost."
"That's good, I can still see it, it's good." When the old lady finished speaking, the second omelet was also ready. After the bag was packed, the old lady handed it to Guo Yan.
After Guo Yan took over, he was ready to pay.
The old aunt said: "You don't need to give it, just as the aunt invited you two, knowing that you two lads don't have much money."
Guo Yan did not decline, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll go back first, auntie."
"Well, go back."
Guo Yan walked through the alley and returned to the office.
Lu Tingnan was still lying down on the sofa and snoring soundly.
Guo Yan put the omelette on the coffee table, and he would naturally see it when he woke up. Guo Yan ate the warm omelet in his hand, the street lamp on the alley was still on, but the ghost of the old man had long since disappeared.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a briefcase walked in outside the alley. He was yawning and sleepy, as if he had just left the night shift.
The other party walked through the alley in a daze, and walked to the back door opposite the office. Just as he was about to go up, the middle-aged man saw the one who was standing at the door of the office and walked over.
Guo Yan looked at each other, not understanding why this person had to come over.
"Young man, ask, where did you buy the omelette?" the middle-aged man asked after he approached.
Guo Yan didn't expect that the other party would ask himself such a question, rolled his eyes, pointed at the entrance of the alley and said, "Just over there, you didn't look..."
Halfway through, Guo Yan's throat got stuck, staring at the entrance of the alley, and found that there was no old lady at the entrance of the alley, and the old lady's tricycle was not there either.
"Alley? No, I didn't see it when I just came in." The middle-aged man said.
Guo Yan ignored the middle-aged man, ran to the entrance of the alley, and found that the old lady had disappeared. He came to Wutong Street and looked at the empty and quiet street. Guo Yan opened his mouth, looked at the omelette in his hand, and sighed.
(End of this chapter)