I want you

Both Jiang Yang and Wang Yicheng turned their heads to look, the man was alone, wearing a black windbreaker, with a soft face, Jiang Yang blocked Wang Yicheng behind him, "Who are you?"

Wang Yicheng put his head on Jiang Yang's shoulder, and looked at the person in front of him curiously.

"Li Xiang, Wang Yicheng's college classmate," Li Xiang looked at Wang Yicheng, "Is he... still like this?"

Jiang Yang nodded, he was not good at dealing with outsiders, so he announced his name coldly, and the atmosphere became cold.Wang Yicheng didn't seem to remember the person in front of him, he hugged Jiang Yang boredly, "Watch the fireworks."

"I've been in City Z for a while. If there's anything I can do to help, please call me. This is my business card." Li Xiang took out his business card and handed it to Jiang Yang in a personable manner.He has a kind of gentle temperament, which makes people involuntarily trust him.Jiang Yang took the business card awkwardly, "Thank you."

The two strangers really have nothing to say, the protagonist is so stupid, and the others just say a few polite words and leave.Seeing Wang Yicheng playing with the business card, Jiang Yang rubbed his head amusedly, "I'll play with you, you idiot."

It was twelve o'clock after watching the fireworks, most of the lively crowd dispersed, and the drivers left sleepily.At this time, the subway was also out of service, and the house they rented was not far away, and it would take about half an hour to walk.Jiang Yang took Wang Yicheng's hand and walked home, his white breath drifting in the dark night.

"Look, there are stars."

Wang Yicheng raised his head stupidly. In this city with few blue skies due to industrial pollution and urban construction, the stars at night are also very dim.He looked up at his neck for a while, "There are two."

One day after watching the fireworks, Wang Yicheng had to go back to the hospital for treatment.The progress of his disease research is slow, and doctors can only treat conservatively first.The old doctor had several classmates in the United States. He sent Wang Yicheng's medical records to see if there were any other patients.

No one had hoped for it.

Did not expect to receive a reply soon.Jiang Yang has never touched English since he passed the fourth and sixth grades of university. Now he is full of bags while guessing and reading, and he can barely piece together the content of this letter. The general idea is that Wang Yicheng's situation is not an isolated case. However, the mercury content in the body did not exceed the standard. A university laboratory once conducted a new drug experiment on mice, which prevented the mice with a little thinking ability from eating normally, but the experiment failed—the mice died.

The new drug did not gain any meaningful medical value and was quickly phased out.

Jiang Yang read with cold hands and feet, "sudden mania", "new drug in the experimental stage", "feed Yicheng to take medicine", the broken clues slowly strung together into a thread.He didn't care much, and ran home frantically flipping through the black notepad.Wang Yicheng is 29 years old this year, entered the family business at the age of 24, made his debut at the age of 25, and was one step away from being the head of the family at the age of 26.Just when more than half of the shareholders chose Wang Xiaogong, he was 27 years old and there was no news about him for a whole year.

Jiang Yang found something was wrong. The 27-year-old Wang Yicheng seemed to have evaporated from the world. He had no news, no activities, and no travel. No one knew what happened in this lost year.

Next came the news that 28-year-old Wang Yicheng entered a psychiatric hospital.As soon as this news came out, the stock price of the Wang Group dropped, but Wang Yixuan could rest easy from now on.

He was holding those notepads in despair, Wang Yicheng in those photos was full of vigor, with a face that had never failed.A raindrop was splashed on the window glass, and soon crackling raindrops hit it.At the end of the letter, they said that because they were eliminated too quickly, they were not sure about the specific effects of the new drug on humans.

When the rainstorm came suddenly, Jiang Yang went back to the hospital with a black umbrella, but the rain was so heavy that even the umbrella was almost blown onto the road by the wind.In the end, the effect of using an umbrella was almost the same as that of not using it. He was soaked by the rain and went to the hospital. People passing by looked at him, and a nurse asked, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Need not."

Wang Yicheng was lying on the hospital bed with a picture book spread out in front of him.He looked at Jiang Yang who was fished out of the water, got up from the bed and touched Jiang Yang's forehead foolishly, "Yangyang, what's wrong with you?"

"Yicheng," the rain had frozen him into a shapeless state, his face livid, "What happened two years ago?"

"Yangyang, your face is so cold..."

"What did Wang Yixuan do to you?"

His pupils narrowed rapidly, his eyes half-closed, and he couldn't speak a word for a while. "I don't...don't remember." Wang Yicheng covered his head, "Yangyang, I want to drink fruit juice, shall we drink fruit juice?"

Whenever it comes to Wang Yicheng's affairs, he always messes up.Jiang Yang forced a smile on his face and chatted with Wang Yicheng. After all, he is so stupid now and doesn't understand anything.Instructing the nurse to take good care of him, Jiang Yang developed a high fever that night when he returned, and in his dream he still looked like Wang Yicheng was locked on the hospital bed.Waking up from the bed with a splitting headache, I cooked sweet potato porridge by myself, and it rained continuously all night.

Jiang Yang rarely had such a moment.so quiet.

He was wearing thick wool socks, sitting cross-legged on the ground, there was a pile of napkins for blowing his nose in the wastebasket, and he swallowed some hot porridge one mouthful at a time.The sweet potato porridge had a sweet taste, the porridge was sticky but the rice grains were glutinous. He drank the porridge contentedly, took the medicine, and continued to lie on the bed to sleep.

Before Wang Yicheng came, he had always lived like this.It was rare that he didn't think about Wang Yicheng, he didn't think about anything, he slept soundly this time, and when he got up again, it was already dark and the rain had stopped.

Feeling much better and his nose no longer stuffed, Jiang Yang opened the refrigerator and found a cabbage and a box of chicken wings inside.It was already past dinner time, so he had to make two quick dishes, vinegared cabbage and Coke chicken wings, and went to the hospital with an insulated bucket.

Unexpectedly, I met an acquaintance at the gate of the hospital.

Li Xiang just started the car and nodded at him when he saw him, "I didn't expect Wang Yicheng to be here. I came here for psychological counseling, so I ran into him."

Jiang Yang thought that this was too coincidental, and he rejected people thousands of miles away on his face, "Oh, then I will go in first."

"Mr. Jiang—" Li Xiang called him again, "Are you his lover?"

"It's none of your business."

Li Xiang rubbed his nose, but still had a good-natured smile, "Don't get me wrong, I don't care about this." He was vague, turned the steering wheel and left.