Yin Yang ferry

He Shu lives on a relatively high floor. Looking from here, the distance between the tall buildings is not clear under the light of night lights, but the outline of a mountain can be seen in the distance during the day.

It is Xiashan Mountain in the suburbs, a famous scenic spot in the city.

That direction also includes a large area of ​​urban streets in this city.

He Shu was dumbfounded.

"How to find this?"

Fengfeng said: "After I got to know him, I haven't met anyone who can keep him. If there is, then the other party must not be an ordinary person. Maybe that's where he got stuck."

He Shu rubbed his chin: "This is a way."

Fengfeng was immediately proud: "Your IQ is not as good as a bird!"

Look, before, he refused to admit that he was a bird, but now he said it smoothly, but He Shu knew that if he took the opportunity to laugh at him, he would definitely be in a panic, so he stopped doing business.

He Shu: "Have you ever considered that he may have left the city, but the direction coincides with Xiashan?"

Fengfeng said with certainty: "No, he can't be too far away from me, there is some feeling between us, we must still be here."

Well, it's easy to determine the approximate range.

He Shu took out the map on his mobile phone, and searched for it along the two points and one line from his home to Xiashan.

"In this area, there are residential areas nearby, and parks, vegetable markets, and commercial areas radiate outward. They are all crowded and sunny places. There is a hospital, an inpatient department, or a mortuary. You can also look for it."

"Any more?"

The slender fingers zoomed in and out on the screen, moved a little bit, and finally stopped in one place.

"Here, on Linhong Road, just outside the city, there is a funeral parlor."

Fengfeng said: "Let's split up. I'll go to the funeral parlor. There's no one there at night. It's easy for me to get in and out. I'll leave the hospital to you."

He Shu thinks about it too, no matter when there are people in the hospital, a person is always more inconspicuous than a bird.

Recently, I don’t know if it’s because of the change of seasons. Fengfeng’s hair has been shedding crazily. Those colorful feathers have almost fallen off. Now she looks like a big light white and green parrot. Otherwise, even if she flies outside at night, with her body The colorful feathers are expected to attract people from the Forestry Bureau soon.

Determine the route, and act separately for one person and one bird.

The winged ones fly first and soon disappear into the darkness.

Those with only two legs have to take the car keys to the garage to drive the car on the road.

The road conditions were good at night, and we arrived at the hospital indicated on the navigation in about 10 minutes.

This is a general hospital. Although it is a municipal brand, some departments inside are relatively well-known. Patients from all over the country come to seek medical treatment all year round. He Shu often receives orders from this place as the starting point or end point. I have seen all kinds of people in the world, some are ecstatic about surviving a catastrophe, some are afraid of rejoicing after a false alarm, and some are worried about relatives and friends.

This place seems to condense the emotional ups and downs of life, old age, sickness and death. Some talkative passengers even let He Shu listen to the story of a person's life after driving this journey.

The emergency department is open, but the inpatient department is not visiting time now. He Shu didn't rush in. He parked his car and walked around the hospital first, looking for possible problems.

Although the hospital is crowded with people, generally speaking, there is no lack of yang energy, but because birth, old age, illness and death also pass through here, it is also regarded by some people as a small place of reincarnation, and some people even often meet in the hospital elevator. It's strange, but it's also because some beings are misled by the strange aura of the hospital, and regard the hospital elevator as a passage between the worlds of yin and yang or reincarnation.

Holding a palm-sized mini compass in his hand, He Shu walked on the path outside the hospital.

He suddenly remembered a very important question.

Ordinary people can't enter the hospital mortuary at will. He can only wander around at most, but that's enough. If the Yin Qi is so strong that it's weird, you can probably tell it with the help of a compass.

There is a side door in front, which is usually provided for the family members of patients to come in and out, so that they can take a shortcut to visit the inpatient department, but after nightfall, the side door is closed, and the sentry box will no longer be on duty. There are several old family buildings across the road , It used to be a house allocated to doctors by the hospital, and later it was sold and sold, and now most of them are rented by intern doctors and nurses who have just graduated, and there are also white-collar workers who work nearby among the tenants.

The lights on both sides of the path are dim, and the shadows of the trees are dancing. The temperature drops today, and even the dogs don’t like to come out for a walk. He Shu is the only one in front and back, and he can even hear his own footsteps.

No, there is one more.

He Shu stopped in his tracks.

Ahead, under the tree outside the side door of the hospital, a person was pacing back and forth.

His figure was half hidden behind the tree, and He Shu didn't notice it at first, but when he got closer, he saw the anxious expression on his face, and even the movement of turning around was full of eagerness to get angry.

The other party also saw He Shu, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Is this door inaccessible?"

This man was about 30 years old, with a stubbled face and wrinkled collar and hem. It looked like he hadn't tidied up for a few days.

But He Shu has seen many such descriptions outside the hospital.

Many family members of patients are in a state of disquiet, and there are others who are even more destitute than this person.

"This door is closed when it gets dark." He Shu said.

"I want to visit the doctor!" The man answered eagerly, "A very important person is hospitalized inside!"

He Shu turned around and pointed behind him, "Enter from there through the main entrance, but it's past the visiting hours now, so you can't go in until tomorrow."

"Not tomorrow, not tomorrow! I have to find her tonight, I have something urgent to find her!" The young man seemed to realize that he was a little abrupt, took two steps back, wiped his hands on his clothes, and took a deep breath to adjust his expression.

"I'm sorry, the person I'm looking for is my girlfriend. Her family doesn't agree with our relationship and locked her up. I heard that she threatened to commit suicide and was sent to this hospital. I can't contact her now. She can only take a look at it in the middle of the night!"

Speaking of this, the man smiled awkwardly and awkwardly, and it was obvious that he felt a little sad in the eyes of others.

"I don't ask to see her either, as long as I know which ward she is in and that she is okay, that's enough."

It turned out to be a pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

He Shu felt a little sympathetic, and said, "Come back tomorrow, let the nurse in the inpatient department help you find out which ward she is in, and go in and take a look when her family is away."

The young man shook his head: "Her family is guarding her 24 hours now, and I can't find a chance to meet her. Do you live near here, can you do me a favor and bring this bag of fruit to her tomorrow Don't mention me, I just hope she can take a good rest now."

"I don't live near here, I just happened to pass by on something..." He Shuai couldn't help, and he didn't forget that he was looking for someone.

The young man's eyes were red, his lips were slightly parted, and he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just smiled sadly.

He Shu's heart softened, and the words that came out of his mouth suddenly changed to: "Either way, I'll go to the emergency room now and ask for help, see if I can find her ward number, and you can sneak in to see her yourself sometime tomorrow. "

The man was overjoyed: "Great, great, thank you, thank you so much! Her name is Liu Juan, a 27-year-old local, and she was hospitalized due to a knife wound. This bag of fruit is worthless. Take it. How much is my heart!"

Without saying a word, he stuffed the bag over.

He Shu paused slightly, his expression froze.

"What's wrong?" The man noticed his abnormality.

"It's okay, I'll ask you right now." He Shu turned around with the fruit in his hand and walked towards the main entrance of the hospital.

Walking out of a place about 20 meters away, where the lights were slightly brighter, He Shu turned his head slightly and looked back.

The young man was still standing there watching him.

However, the street lamp did not cast a shadow under his feet.

That person has no shadow.

No wonder he was overcast and his complexion was dark and lifeless.

The fruit in his hand was unusually light, and He Shu didn't stop walking, and even accelerated.

When he walked to the main entrance of the hospital, it was open and bright, and the signboard of the No. 1 civilian hospital in the city was right above his head. The red light was not gloomy, but showed a little warmth, so he stood still and looked down at the fruit in his hand bag.

At first glance, it was indeed fruit, but now under the light, the bag has turned into white paper.

Apple-shaped white paper, one after another, filled the bag to the brim.

He Shu stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the hospital for a while, carried the bag to the side of the road, turned into a trash can in an alley near the parking lot, poured out the white paper inside, ignited the lighter, burned it, and used it again. The bag knotted the paper ashes and threw it in the trash.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands, and instead of going to the hospital, he went straight back to his car, planning to meet Fengfeng first.

As soon as the car drove tens of meters away, He Shu saw someone on the side of the road waving at him.

He Shu didn't stop, just drove over.

But soon, the man appeared on the side of the road ahead and waved.

He was still so anxious and embarrassed, it looked like he was rushing to do something very important.

It seems that the other party will not leave until they achieve their goals.

He Shu sighed, and the car stopped slowly.

The man opened the rear door, walked in and took a seat on his own.

"Why don't you do me a favor after taking my fruit? It's just a small favor, won't you do it?"

"Ashes to ashes, ashes to dust, you have a destination you want to go to, no matter whether it's unrequited love or not, it's best not to disturb the living people anymore." He Shu said slowly.

He stared at the man from the rearview mirror, the other's eyes were red, bloodshot, and loose, as if he was looking at He Shu, but he didn't seem to be.

The man acted as if he had never heard of it, but he said to himself: "Aren't you willing to do even such a small favor?"

He Shudao: "I'm not going to the hospital now, I'm going to Xiashan Funeral Home. I can give you a ride along the way. Would you like to go?"

The man was silent for a moment: "Then I will trouble you."

It is easy to ask God to send God away, He Shu starts the car.

The temperature had already dropped, and the drizzle was still here to join in the fun. Sitting in the car, He Shu felt that his clothes were a bit thin.

The wipers work automatically to clean the front windows.

This person is very infatuated, and even after death, he still misses his girlfriend, but when a person dies, he is dead, and nostalgia for the world will only harm others and himself, He Shu felt that he should persuade him.

If the other party refuses to leave, they can only be sent away by force.

"Brother, what's your name?"

"Zhao, let's go to Zhao."

"You often wait for Liu Juan outside the hospital recently, don't you?"

Men don't speak.

He Shu didn't care, and continued to ask: "Then have you seen a man appearing nearby? He is very handsome, about [-] tall, wearing a black windbreaker, and walks very fast."

Man: "No."

He Shu was a little disappointed. He inspected for a week just now and found nothing abnormal except for the man in the car. Maybe what Guanghan encountered had nothing to do with the hospital at all.

"Brother Zhao, the funeral home will be here in ten minutes." He Shu reminded him.

The rain was getting heavier, and the speed of the car had to be slowed down.

The man said: "I still want to see her."

He Shu shook his head: "You'd better not run around. After a while, wait for the next Lantern Festival, October [-]th. There is a Xixia Temple near the funeral home. There will be a ceremony to worship the dead. You can go and listen to it then. It's in your own interest to leave after listening."

The man sighed: "I used to like listening to music when I was driving, but I haven't listened to it for a long time now, can you drive it?"

He Shu glanced at him, and the other party seemed to have listened to his words, and his expression was much calmer.

The radio was turned on, and after the end of the music, it was the evening news broadcast.

"Recently there was a massacre in Japan. The murderer Zhao and Liu were boyfriend and girlfriend. Because their family members opposed their relationship, Liu proposed to break up. Zhao became furious and waited downstairs in Liu's community for many days. When Liu's family went out, they came forward to argue with them and wounded someone with a knife during the dispute. Liu's father was stabbed thirteen times and died on the spot. His mother died after being sent to the hospital. Currently, Liu and his five-year-old sister are still in the hospital The assailant, Zhao himself, fled after the incident and committed suicide at home..."

In a big city with a large population, many cases happen every day, but a cruel case like this still makes people feel a little angry, so He Shu diverted his attention from driving and focused on the news.

Zhao, Liu...

What did the ghost in the back seat say his girlfriend was called?

Liu Juan?

Such a coincidence?

He Shu was taken aback.

He looked up sharply, looking in the rearview mirror to the back seat.

The man also just raised his head and smiled at him with thick teeth.

"Do you know the name of that Zhao?"