Thunder can't catch fire

Han Zheng sat in the corridor of the hospital for a long time.It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening, and he hadn't eaten all day. He was too hungry and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

Otherwise, he just felt sleepy and tired.The physical perception is too strong, far surpassing the psychological, so that he has no extra energy to think about what is there and what is not.

Ling Ying was already sound asleep in the ward.In this fire, the two young teachers suffered severe burns, and Ling Ying was only a little bit inhaled, so she was fine.

She escaped the second fire, but Han Zheng didn't even know at the moment whether it was luck or misfortune.Since Xie Chen's death, Ling Ying has endured many unimaginable pains. In the most difficult time, she even cut her wrist and tried to commit suicide. Fortunately, she found out in time and saved her life.

Han Zheng still remembered what she said when she woke up.She asked him: What is the difference between living and dying like this?

How did he answer her back then?

"Xie Chen exchanged his life for yours, so you have to live and live well."

How selfish, how despicable.

Because Xie Chen died, and she was still alive, just because of this, he forced her to face the suffering and pain that she would inevitably suffer in the rest of her life, forced her to be brave, and forced her to simply take the meaning of "living" into consideration. Things are regarded as obligations that should be fulfilled.

He accompanies her to "rehabilitate" and "rejuvenate" little by little, sees a psychiatrist, participates in various outdoor activities to rebuild her life, and even holds her hand when she is afraid to lift her scarred face because of her inferiority complex. He raised her hand and said "I marry you".

He thought she was already healed, he thought he had redeemed her so easily like a saint.

He thought... When he reunited with Xie Chen underground a few years later, he could have a clear conscience.

However, when these years passed like running water, Han Zheng suddenly looked back at a certain moment, and suddenly found that she had never forgotten the past, she was like a piece of steel, and that thing was a drop of water, little by little. Rust corrodes her heart, it slowly thins, becomes brittle, becomes rusty, and then one day it will be riddled with holes, and it will never see the original appearance again.

What about him?

he asked himself.Did he forget?

After Ling Ying was admitted to the hospital, from seeing him to falling asleep, she didn't say a word, she just shed tears silently, her eyes were swollen to the point of disfigurement.Xie Chen has been gone for so many years, and she has lived such a life for so many years. She will no longer be dying as before, but that scar is always firmly engraved in her heart, and it will only pass with the passage of time. It got deeper and deeper, and finally split into two like being cut by a sharp knife.

And what he was afraid of now was that Ling Ying's old illness would relapse under the stimulation of this fire.

Han Zheng sat in the corridor of the hospital for a long time, he could not feel the passage of time, he was completely empty, thinking about nothing, as if he had lost the ability to think.

Night, dead silence.

After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly patted his shoulder. He raised his head and saw Little Leopard standing in front of him.

"Brother Zheng, I brought you some supper." Xiao Bao raised the plastic bag in his hand, and put it on the chair next to him.

"Not hungry." Han Zheng shook his head, "I can't eat."

Little Leopard became anxious when he heard the words, and said, "You haven't eaten all day, how can you bear it? This supper was specially made by your mother-in-law..."

Han Zheng squinted at him: "Have you gone to my house?"

"Ah..." Xiaobao nodded, "Wang Po called me."

Han Zheng was silent for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Zhou Yan... is there?"

When he really asked, he was also a little surprised, when he could still think of that kid, he convinced himself.But to be honest, if it wasn't for Ling Ying and Zhou Yan's matter, he would really have to settle the score...

He secretly sighed: worry...

Xiaobao scratched his head, looking confused: "Not here. What's wrong? Should he be here?" After speaking, he muttered to himself, "I haven't heard this person's name for a long time..."

Han Zheng looked at his watch.

That's right, at this point, he should go back.

Han Zheng's home has always been a one-person home. His parents died young, and if Mr. Qin hadn't adopted him, he might not know what kind of life he would be living in.But later, as time passed, he had shoulders, and Mr. Qin was getting old. It was finally his turn to carry the family of the three of them.

The little leopard was very noisy, and the mother-in-law insisted that he eat the supper. Han Zheng was annoyed by him, and finally had to force it in. After eating, his stomach felt even worse, and he vomited overwhelmingly. up.

Xiaobao looked worried: "Brother Zheng, you look ugly. Have you suffered from stomach trouble again?"

Han Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay."

Stomach problems have been a problem for many years. He didn't like to eat since he was a child, although his genetics made him look so tall and big.Even though my appetite improved after I went to the army, my stomach problem still fell early in the morning.In addition, I was depressed for a while, and it is common to drink to unconsciousness, so my stomach is quite fragile.

Ling Ying didn't know when she woke up, and she didn't know how long she stood at the door of the ward. Her face was a little pale, and she said in a cold voice, "What did Xie Chen say before you left? 'Eat on time, don't drink'."

When Han Zheng heard that name, his eyelids twitched, he looked back at her, and exhaled, "Why are you awake?"

"Go to the toilet." After Ling Ying finished speaking, she turned and walked back to the ward.

The little leopard beside him sighed quietly.

He also knew what kind of person Ling Ying was.On weekdays, he looks so mature, optimistic, and intellectual, but when it comes to the past, his whole person changes.In this regard, it really matches Han Zheng.

When Xie Chen's accident happened, he was still in middle school. As a melon eater, those grievances and grievances were also heard from hearsay. Most of them came from Ling Ying's gossip younger brother Ling Zhi.

But from his point of view, it will take a lot of time for Ling Ying to turn this page.

Poor Brother Zheng...

Little Leopard is used to being dog-legged in front of Han Zheng, and he was quite considerate at critical moments. He knew that Han Zheng would not rest assured that Ling Ying would be alone tonight, and would definitely stay with him all night, so when he went to get supper, he packed some clothes and washed up supplies.

Han Zheng took the bag and said, "Thank you."

Xiaobao frowned: "Brother Zheng, how long do you plan to stay here? I don't think Sister Ying is serious, and I think she will be discharged from the hospital in two days."

"Then accompany her until she is discharged from the hospital." Han Zheng raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Little Leopard hesitated to speak, but it happened that Han Zheng was preoccupied, and he didn't notice that he was a little abnormal, so he didn't take it to heart.

As soon as Xiaobao reached the stairs, he called Zhou Yan.

"Hey?"

"Brother Zhou Yan, it's me, Xiaobao. Have you found Sister Feifei?"

When Xiaobao went to Han Zheng's house before, she heard Wang Po talk about Qin Feifei's disappearance, and specifically asked him not to tell Han Zheng first, only if he specifically asked about it.

Unexpectedly, Han Zheng really forgot about Qin Feifei.

Unexpectedly, such a thing would happen to Han Zheng.

"Not yet. I'm looking for it. I'll call you when I found it. Does Brother Zheng know about this?"

Zhou Yan's voice was a bit noisy, but if he listened carefully, he could tell it was the sound of rain.Xiaobao was surprised. He came here on a motorcycle. It was raining just now and he didn't wear a raincoat. Why is it raining so hard now?

"I don't know, I haven't said it yet." Xiaobao said a little too much, "Brother Zhou Yan, where did you find it, did you bring an umbrella?"

Zhou Yan didn't know what he was doing, and it took him a long time to reply: "It's raining so hard, of course it's brought, you're acting in a bitter scene? That's it, let's talk about it later." After Zhou Yan finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

The rain is getting heavier.

The small broken umbrella Zhou Yan was holding was given by Wang Po before leaving Han Zheng. It was Qin Feifei's, with a playful Mickey Mouse pattern on it. Wang Po said that Feifei is actually a nostalgic person. This umbrella has been used for many years. It was bought by her parents, and they both passed away later, Feifei always regarded it as a treasure.

Now, Zhou Yan's task is to bring Qin Feifei back with her precious umbrella.

He went back to the mountain first, and asked all the way to find it.There are few people in this area, a few small shops are open all year round, and tourists are often in groups. He thinks that someone will notice Qin Feifei going down the mountain alone.

Sure enough, the proprietress of the grocery store opposite the parking lot recalled that there was indeed such a beautiful girl who came to buy a bottle of water and a bag of biscuits, and angrily got into a taxi with her bag on her back.

Of course the proprietress can't remember the license plate number, but Zhou Yan was lucky. The store was stolen some time ago, and the proprietress specially installed two omnidirectional monitors at her own expense. A dog and a cat walked by on the road in front of the door. What species are photographed clearly.

It's a pity that the car was parked badly, a number on the license plate was blocked, Zhou Yan called the taxi company to find and ask, at first they ignored him, then the leader came out, she was a middle-aged aunt, Zhou Yan was stunned With a handsome face, he was madly impressed, saying that his sister ran away from home in a fit of anger, and how anxious he was to balabala.

The aunt's heart softened, and she helped him work overtime. After all the busy work, she finally contacted the taxi driver at a late hour.

"That little girl, I remember. It's scary, she looks so pretty, she walked to the cemetery as soon as she opened her mouth, her face is so dark..."

Zhou Yan made a judgment in his mind, and guessed that Qin Feifei was hurt by the scene, and went to Xie Chen's grave to cry and say that Han Zheng was ruthless and unreasonable.So she immediately called Wang Po and asked where Xie Chen was buried, and took a taxi to the cemetery in the middle of the night.

He was mentally prepared. After all, at this point, there was a high possibility that the person wasn't there.But Qin Feifei is a crazy girl, maybe she has been squatting there until now?

Zhou Yan went there and found Xie Chen's graveyard, and sure enough, it was empty.

He turned around and planned to leave, but he didn't know which muscle was wrong, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind.He was a little curious about what the legendary Xie Chen looked like.

Zhou Yan felt a battle between heaven and man for a few seconds, then squatted down, and nervously used the flashlight that came with his phone to take a photo on the tombstone.

After all, the surroundings were pitch black, and the car was raining again. The scene was a little scary for a moment.

Zhou Yan collected himself and carefully observed the photo.To be honest, the young man is quite handsome, white and clean, as delicate as a little girl.

They are two types with Han Zheng, but Zhou Yan still thinks that Han Zheng is more handsome, and he doesn't know why Ling Ying chose Xie Chen at first, and later got together with Han Zheng.

He was not very willing to accept the idea of ​​"Xie Chen died, Ling Ying's face was disfigured, and Ling Ying was only with Han Zheng".Although Wang Po's words vaguely reveal this kind of thinking, Zhou Yan feels from the bottom of his heart that Han Zheng should not take on such a role. He would rather believe that Han Zheng and Ling Ying are true love.

How could his brother Zheng be a spare tire?

Zhou Yan was still thinking wildly, when a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind: "Brother Zhou Yan..."

He shook his hands, turned his head subconsciously, and saw Qin Feifei with long hair and shawl looking at him gloomyly, looking like a female ghost, almost throwing away his helmet and armor.

"Are you really here?!" Zhou Yan stood up, gave her a hand, and frowned, "Come back with me."

Qin Feifei sneezed, coughed, and his eyes wandered: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you."

"How did you know I was here?"

Zhou Yan didn't answer, but took a look at her, and then reached out to touch her forehead: "You have a cold and a fever, what's wrong with your throat..." He retracted his hands exaggeratedly, "It's hot..."

Qin Feifei was not stupid. He had been sitting in the administrator's cabin next to the cemetery when it rained heavily.Zhou Yan shook his head again and again: "You are stupid. If you don't want to go home, you can take a taxi and find a hotel to stay in. What are you doing there? There are so many undead, it's quite courageous."

"I'm not afraid!" Qin Feifei's voice was hoarse, but the volume didn't decrease, and he said with his waist inserted, "Brother Xie Chen is with me here, what am I afraid of?!"

Zhou Yan sneered "hehe": "I think your phone is out of battery and you can't get a taxi?"

Qin Feifei was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, her face flushed even redder.

Zhou Yan sighed, but his heart was suddenly relieved.

——Fortunately, I didn't lose this girl.

"follow me."

She turned her head away: "I'm not going home."

"I've got a fever. Don't make things difficult for me." Zhou Yan's tone eased a little, and he rubbed her hair, "I promise you, I won't go home yet."

Qin Feifei looked up, looked into Zhou Yan's eyes, and nodded slowly after a long, long time.