nostalgic

The old Nokia made a tinkling sound. Tang Wen took out the phone from his white coat pocket with trembling hands, fumbled around and pressed the answer button, listened for a few seconds and then hung up.

"Yunyun, good girl, you must be anxious after seeing the news, right? Don't worry, Dad is fine. The patient just happened to die at that time, not because of the hospital. The hospital's dual-line emergency plan was activated last night. After the failure, the medical staff took the ICU patient off the ventilator in a timely manner, connected the breathing bag to maintain the patient's breathing, and within 45 minutes, several people took turns to fight without stopping for a moment. Your father has a clear conscience and a conscience in this matter." Tang Wen's voice was dry. And tired.

"Why explain so much to me? Do I not believe you? I'm just worried that what happened yesterday will cause you to work too hard, so I stopped by to have a look." Tang Yun looked worriedly at Tang Wen's innocent face.

"It's okay, I'll go on vacation with you, Aunt Lu Fan, after a few days of busy work, and have a good rest then." Tang Wen smiled with his dry mouth.

"That would be the best." Tang Yun felt a little comforted in her heart.

"There is still a consultation later, I have to go down and get ready." Tang Wen raised his hand and looked at the time on his wrist, deliberately leaving time for Tang Yun and Jane Lai to be alone.

"The police came looking for me again a few days ago." Tang Yun skillfully took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it. "I have concealed everything that should be concealed, but there is one thing I can't figure out."

"What can't you understand?" Jane Lai frowned.

"Nine years ago, on the night of my 20th birthday, you and Jiangnan...who seduced who first?" Tang Yun looked away and finished what she wanted to say intermittently.

"Didn't you always think it was me? Just keep thinking that way." Jane Lai's eyebrows softened when she heard the sound, her tone was flat.

"If it wasn't you, why did you send me that message?" Tang Yun was puzzled by Jane Lai's answer.

"What message did I send you?" A look of surprise appeared on Jane Lai's face.

"Yunyun, call me Dad, Uncle Wei Yuanhang, Uncle Gao Linhao, Uncle Pan Wannian, Uncle Qian Yang come to your room, I want to give them a surprise, remember that people must be called Qi, otherwise it will not be fun, Don't yell too much, don't yell too little, wait until you personally lead them to my room, the door is unlocked, just push the door and come in, please, wait for you—Jane Lai." Tang Yun repeated verbatim.

"Absurd, I'll tell you please? When did I ever treat you so badly? And why do I have to bring the signature when I send you a text message? Don't you know my name is Jian Lai?" Jane Lai heard the text message His eyebrows twitched again.

"You mean you didn't send that text message?" Tang Yun couldn't believe it.

"That night, I first received a text message from you. It said that you prepared a gift for me and asked me to go to your room to pick it up. After reading the text message, I didn't think much about it. I took my mobile phone and went to your room. As soon as I opened the door, someone covered my mouth and nose and lost consciousness, and I don't have any memory of what happened next." Jian Lai folded her hands on her chest and recalled carefully.

"I never sent that text message." Tang Yun shook her head vigorously.

"I know it wasn't you who sent it. Later, after I found out what happened from someone else, I thought about it carefully, and the person who sent the message couldn't be you." Jane Lai emphasized reassuringly.

"Why didn't you say this to the police back then?" Tang Yun couldn't understand.

"The police, people from Jane's family, several uncles who are close to my father, and my own aunt all think that I am lying, no one believes me, and neither do you." Jane Lai pushed up the rolled up shirt cuffs Pushing, got up and walked to the railing a few steps away.

Tang Yun frowned slightly and stared at Jian Lai's back, suddenly a strong sense of loneliness welled up in her heart.

"Jane Lai, are you lonely?" Tang Yun took a puff of cigarette, and the question floated in the direction of Jane Lai along with the smoke ring.

"Lonely? Sometimes there is, it's not the loneliness of no one's company, it's the loneliness that is not understood." Jian Lai said to Tang Yun as if she was talking to herself.

"Why is it called He Rujing Yunyun?" Tang Yun's eyebrows revealed a touch of sentimentality.

"Habits, just habits, habits like old diseases." Jane Lai followed the colorful kites floating in the sky.

The flame of the lighter swayed in the wind, Tang Yun circled her palms and lit another cigarette.

Jane Lai heard the sound of the lighter lid opening and closing, turned around and leaned against the railing, her eyes fell on Tang Yun's finger holding the cigarette.

The din of quarreling and shoving was faintly transmitted to the ears with the breeze as the carrier. Tang Yun wiped out the cigarette butt and stepped on her high heels and hurried downstairs. The sound became more and more obvious as the distance shortened, mixed with the young and middle-aged's resentment and condemnation. The middle-aged woman cried hoarsely.

The security personnel in the hospital rushed over and forcibly took away the family members of the patients who were asking for explanations in front of Tang Wen's office.

The crowd gathered in a half circle slowly dispersed. Tang Yun took out her mobile phone and dialed Tang Wen's number. The clear Nokia default ringtone in the office spread to her ears through the door panel.

Tang Yun tried to enter Tang Wen's usual password, the door was opened, Tang Yun carefully pushed the door open, Tang Wen arched his waist as if exhausted, his head rested on the desk, his back had lost the ups and downs of breathing.

The news of Tang Wen's sudden death spread quickly in Lucheng. At the funeral, relatives, friends and colleagues talked about Tang Wen's death with great regret.

"Yun Yun, mourning." Qi Ming held Tang Yun's hand, his eyes full of pity.

"I made you worry." Tang Yun and Jian Lai beside him bent down and bowed to express their gratitude.

"Sister Yunyun, someone outside the door asked me to deliver this letter to you." Tang Jingyuan handed Tang Yun an exquisite navy blue envelope.

Tang Yun hesitated for a moment, opened the envelope and took out the dark rectangular cardboard inside.

"Tang Wen's death was not that simple." - a few words neatly written on it.

"Yun Yun." Qian Mo stopped his hasty pace when he saw the letter in Tang Yun's hand. "Then it says that Uncle Tang's death was not that simple?" Qian Mo asked cautiously.

"En." Tang Yun nodded upon hearing the sound.

"The letter I received a few days ago had the same content." Qian Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Jane Lai, you also received the letter?" Tang Yun raised the envelope in her hand and looked at Jane Lai.

"Yes." Jane Lai frowned.

"Suddenly I feel like I'm living in a terrible world." Tang Yun looked at Tang Wen's portrait, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.