reverse capture

It has to be said that Professor Yang drove much more reliably than Wei Ling, the road was smooth and lucky, and he arrived at the hospital without even a red light.

They came to Ye Yu's hospital bed again, and Ye Yu was still sleeping peacefully.

"Then please look at me." Wei Ling said, "Yetong, I have something very important for you."

"what's up?"

"If you find that something is wrong with me and you can't withdraw from Ye Yu's consciousness, please paralyze me immediately."

"Got it." Yetong raised his hand.

Wei Ling took a deep breath. If Ye Yu's conscious world was a book, then ordinary humans would probably not be able to finish reading every page of this book in more than ten years.

But he is Wei Ling, and he wants to use his extreme microcosmic state to read this book.

At the beginning, Wei Ling could still hear various voices, and he could even distinguish every strand of Ye Yu's hair and every breath.

Everything entered a state of slow speed. At a certain moment, countless scenes changed rapidly in front of him, and they disappeared in a flash before they could be captured in time.

There are scenes where Ye Yu was led for a walk by her grandmother when she was a child, when she was bullied by other children in elementary school, she wiped away the nosebleed, rushed up and beat him up... and when her parents were parasitized by Angela After that, the picture of losing her mind and trying to kill her.

Later, the disaster temporarily subsided, Ye Yu entered the United University of Science and Technology, and met Wen Zhuo on the podium for the first time.

This memory is complete, even the Wenzhuo in Ye Yu's eyes is far away but perfect.

Wei Ling finally understood why Ye Yu's attitude in the medical base was so cold.

She admires Wen Zhuo.

But it was Wei Ling who could attract Wen Zhuo's attention.

But Wei Ling did not see the memory of Xiao Han and Xia Ran.

Ye Yu hid them all.

Wei Ling could only continue to read in depth, but at a certain critical point, countless fragments of memory rushed towards him sharply. Is it because Ye Yu discovered his existence and was resisting?

"Wake up!" Professor Yang's voice rang in his ears.

Wei Ling suddenly opened his eyes, his head hurting badly.

Only then did he realize that he was covered in cold sweat.

Professor Yang said coldly: "You were discovered by her."

"Yes... I want to read her memories of Xiao Han and Xia Ran. These are the most important and necessary parts, and she immediately resisted."

While speaking, Wei Ling took out his nutritional supplement from his pocket and gave himself an injection.

"I told you that it is impossible to restore a person's consciousness world. Otherwise, Wen Zhuo would have cured Ye Yu before leaving." Professor Yang said.

Wei Ling leaned back, he needed to rest, take a good rest.

"It's not impossible, but the way is wrong. Ye Yu...she was already hostile to me. I wanted to understand her, so of course she had to resist." Wei Ling sighed.

"Hostile? Did you blow up her house, or hack her bank account?" Yetong asked.

"The man she admires has been paying attention to me." Wei Ling said.

Yetong immediately patted her thigh: "Oh! I like the TV series at eight o'clock."

"So now? What are you going to do?" Professor Yang asked.

"Go in again." Wei Ling said.

"Do you want to go in again? Ye Yu also received training from Professor Wen. Don't blame me for not reminding you, your ability is not at the same level as Sean Kraven's. Sean Kraven has rich experience and knows what to do. Break Ye Yu's will first!" Ye Tong stood up, he was really worried that if something happened to Wei Ling, he would not be able to explain to Wen Zhuo.

"Sean Kraven can break Ye Yu's will...why can't I lower Ye Yu's resistance?" Wei Ling lowered his head and propped his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.

The kitten clattered twice and climbed onto his shoulders.

"What do you use to lower Ye Yu's resistance?" Professor Yang said amusedly.

"Take the warm drink from my memory." Wei Ling replied.

Professor Yang closed his eyes, and pressed the corners of his own eyes: "You really like what you like."

"I want to go in again." Wei Ling said in a very sure tone.

Professor Yang looked at Yetong, who immediately shook his head: "Don't look at me anymore, I'm used to being a brick and moving it wherever I need it. I'm good at obeying orders, but not good at making decisions."

"Okay, the last time. This time, you still can't make Ye Yu accept your words, don't go in again."

"Thank you." Wei Ling stood up and stretched, "Maybe, today you can witness a miracle——Ye Yu wakes up!"

"Then I might as well give Ye Yu a cat poop-flavored lollipop. She might wake up as soon as I put it in her mouth."

Nighteye said disdainfully.

"Then why don't you give her a taste?" Wei Ling said amusedly.

"Didn't I eat it?" Yetong replied unhappily.

Professor Yang looked at the time: "When I left the hospital, I promised the head nurse that I would be back before six o'clock."

"Well, time is running out."

Wei Ling sat back, leaned back, adjusted his breathing, and entered Ye Yu's consciousness again.

He found the day when Ye Yu first met Wen Zhuo.

In the entire classroom, everyone focused on Wen Zhuo on the podium.

He was wearing a black suit, with one hand clasped on the edge of the podium, his eyebrows lowered, and he was rare and gentle.

This picture is slow and bright.

"Is this the highlight moment of Professor Wen in your heart?" Wei Ling's voice sounded.

Ye Yu, who was listening to the class seriously, turned his face to the side, and was stunned the moment he saw Wei Ling.

"You...why are you here!"

She stood up, and the sound of the chair could be heard throughout the classroom.

"Don't get excited, I want to talk to you." Wei Ling said with a smile.

Ye Yu looked around nervously, she found that none of the students around her seemed to be able to see Wei Ling, Wen Zhuo on the podium was also giving lectures step by step, Wei Ling didn't seem to exist at all, but she was the only one who could see it.

"But I don't want to talk to you!" Ye Yu said.

"You have been watching Wen Zhuo's lecture here, and you feel that Wen Zhuo on the podium allows you to watch without any scruples. You don't have to worry about him finding out your excessive attention, and no classmates can find out your small thoughts about Professor Wen. " Wei Ling said.

"What else do you want? Don't you have enough? The eight years you lay on the moon were extremely painful for Professor Wen! He sat in front of the telescope and looked at the moon instead of the moon. It's you! He was almost completely parasitized by Angela in order to bring you back from the moon! And each of our hybrids is for..."

"They all exist to protect me." Wei Ling answered for her.

"You...you know..."

"Sit down, Ye Yu. Except for Professor Wen on the podium and Professor Wen who went to the moon with you on a mission, don't you want to know him in my eyes?" Wei Ling propped his chin and looked at him with a very gentle expression. she.

Ye Yu stood there in a daze, Wen Zhuo was still lecturing, and the students around were still taking notes, but all this seemed to happen in another world and had nothing to do with them.

"If you don't hate me so much, I can invite you to come to my place and have a look at Wenzhuo."

"Where?" Ye Yu didn't understand what Wei Ling meant for a moment.

"Of course it's me." Wei Ling tapped his forehead with his fingers.

"You just want me to hate you less."

"You like Wen Zhuo not because he is good-looking, but because he is very powerful. But all power has a price." Wei Ling smiled, "Wen Zhuo in my eyes is completely different from what you see. no the same."

Wei Ling stood up, the class was still going on, Wen Zhuo on the podium was talking about the same knowledge point like an infinite cycle, with his head down and the same posture.

Wei Ling pointed to Wen Zhuo on the podium and said, "Haven't you seen enough? The Wen Zhuo I know, he has experienced the hurt of the closest person, he thought about giving up, he once fell in a place where others couldn't see Tears. You watch his strongest moments, so you know his weakest moments?"

Ye Yu was sitting there, but Wei Ling had already walked to the door of the classroom.

"Ye Yu, this is the last time I will see you. From now on...you will only know Wen Zhuo from the podium. You will never understand his world, nor what true strength is."

Wei Ling smiled, and saw that he was about to step out when he opened the door.

"Wait! Wait for me!" Ye Yu stood up.

Wei Ling, who pushed the door halfway, smiled faintly.

He turned around and clasped Ye Yu's hand. Outside the classroom was another space.

Wei Ling calmly fell backwards, and Ye Yu was also dragged over.

After sinking for a while, Ye Yu found himself sitting in the boys' dormitory.

A man in his 40s, wearing flip-flops, was making the opposite bed.

He cursed and accused the woman next to him of moving too slowly.

"Hey, even if you are Wen Zhuo's parents, you can't just come and take away his things, right?" A boy couldn't help but shouted out.

"What are you doing? He's got leukemia! He can't come back! I want Wen Zhuo to drop out of school! He's my son! His quilt belongs to our family too! I can take it away!"

At this time, Wen Zhuo's mother whispered, "Son...haven't the sons all received bone marrow transplants? They still want to come back to study..."

"Reading, reading, reading! Does reading make money? How much does he give to the family every month?"

At this time, Wei Ling who was on the opposite bunk suddenly spoke.

"Hey, uncles and aunts, if you want to take something from Wenzhuo, what are you doing with my things?"

For Wen Kuo, Wei Ling's voice shocked Wen Kuo from the depths of his soul.

Probably because Wei Ling is too thoughtful, he was tricked by Professor Cao in his office last time, and he almost couldn't get out when he got into trouble.

"You... on my son's bed, can it still be your thing?" Wen Kuo raised his chin with a haughty expression in order to show that he was not afraid of Wei Ling.

"Hey, to tell you the truth, it really belongs to me." Wei Ling turned sideways, propped his chin and yawned, "If you don't believe me, take out the label from the bed sheet, don't you like it? "

Wen Zhuo's mother took out the label and looked at it, she really liked it.

"Who knows whether what you said is true or not!" Wen Zhuo's father wanted to search everything he saw, if it wasn't for someone in the dormitory, maybe even the tables, chairs and benches would have been taken away.

"I said, Uncle Wen, you have to think about it. Since Wen Zhuo went to college, have you ever given him a penny? If you haven't given him any money, where can he get the living expenses to buy so much love? There are so many more than a dozen out there. He doesn't want a laundered and shrunk bed sheet for [-] yuan, how much does he like it? Is he too much money in his meal card?" Wei Ling said coolly.

"You..." Wen Kuo thought about what happened in the police station last time, and knew that Wei Ling was a good guy, so he had no choice but to throw away the bed sheet.

Wen Kuo wanted to take Wen Zhuo's mouthwash cup, but Wei Ling also said it was his; for Wen Zhuo's clothes, Wei Ling also said it was his.

Angrily, Wen Kuo roared: "Are you a bandit? Why is everything my son uses is yours!"

"Are you mistaken? You are the bandit, right? You want to take away my things as soon as you come in! Just find someone to ask if this mouthwash cup, this washbasin, and this lunch box are mine! And the chocolates Pie, it’s clearly my stuff, don’t you know if your son eats sweets or not! If you want to take it, open your son’s cabinet and take what’s in his cabinet!”

At this time, a classmate passed by, and was dragged by Wen Kuo: "Student! Tell me, is this bed sheet and quilt cover his? This cup! This washbasin! Do these sportswear belong to him!"

The classmate was so frightened that he faltered after one glance, "These are all from Wei Ling..."

Wen Kuo was sternly blocked, and asked a few classmates to ask, but everyone said that those belonged to Wei Ling.

Wen Kuo got angry and was about to throw Wei Ling's cup, Wei Ling reminded loudly: "Hey, Uncle Wen, take it easy. My cup is imported from Germany, and it costs 300 yuan each. If it is broken, you have to throw it away." Sorry. My classmates are watching."

"What kind of broken cups cost 300 yuan each!" Wen Kuo yelled loudly.

"I said it was imported from Germany! My brother is Jingui, do you have any objections? Who wants me to be reincarnated better than Wen Zhuo?" Wei Ling said.

Wen Kuo was stunned, let alone... It is not impossible for Wei Ling to use a smart watch that costs several thousand yuan a piece, and a cup imported from Germany that costs 300 yuan a piece.

"Open Wenzhuo's cabinet! Take the contents away!"

Wen Kuo pushed Wen Zhuo's mother, and when Wen Zhuo's mother opened the cabinet, a smell hit her face.

"It's nothing!" Wen Kuo covered his nose and stepped back.

"Does it stink? It stinks... I can't help it. He has been in the hospital for two or three months, and the contents inside have not been washed. I wonder if mushrooms have grown?" Wei Ling showed a gloating expression.

"Move away! Move away!"

Wen Kuo rushed out angrily, and Wen Zhuo's mother followed behind with tears in her eyes.

After they left, classmates who were watching the fun in the corridor joined in.

"Hey, I said Wei Ling, what are you doing sleeping on Wen Zhuo's bed?" a classmate asked curiously.

"Of course it's to occupy a good place for Wen Zhuo, lest that old rascal come and take his things away." Wei Ling replied.

"What about the warm cup, lunch box and washbasin?"

"I locked it in my closet." Wei Ling said.

"Then I just saw Wen Zhuo's mother take a bunch of things out of Wen Zhuo's cabinet!"

"Oh, those...the smelly socks I hid under the bed before, and the sweat towel that I haven't washed for a month." Wei Ling giggled.

"Dude, you are really disgusting."

"Am I disgusted by them?" Wei Ling asked back.

"That's true. They really don't look like parents at all. My dad was on a mission that day and caught Wen Zhuo's dad gambling! I guess he lost all the family's belongings, right?"

"Okay, don't talk about that old rascal. My suggestion is to go for a paternity test for Wenzhuo. It's probably not his real father."

While complaining, Wei Ling climbed down from the upper bunk.

He opened the cabinet, found Wen Zhuo's lunch box, boiled water to scald it, and then went to the school cafeteria.

"Auntie, is the meatloaf soup I ordered for you ready?" Wei Ling went to the window of the cafeteria, squinting and smiling.

"Okay, okay! It's stewed with cordyceps flowers, right? Bring the thermos."

"There is no thermos, just a lunch box, you can put it in my lunch box first... I will buy a thermos tomorrow!"

Wei Ling packed the soup, made another meal, and then took the bus to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, he chatted with the nurse on duty for a while before handing over the lunch box: "Sister, help me bring it to my buddy!"

The nurse made two dimples from her smile: "Which buddy are you?"

"Just the thin and handsome one, the one you keep peeking at."

"Why don't you give it to him yourself? Why did you say it was given by Professor Cao?" The little nurse touched the lid of the lunch box, it was still hot.

"My buddy has strong self-esteem and doesn't like to owe others favors. If I brought it, he would definitely not drink it. But Professor Cao is the person he respects the most, and he will definitely drink until there is no oil left. !"

Wei Ling made a "please" expression.

"Okay, okay! I'll take it there for you. When he is discharged from the hospital, I will definitely say that you brought him food every day."

"After he has eaten and digested, whoever you say will give it to you!"

At this moment, a loud voice came from the end of the ward.

When Wei Ling heard this, he got angry and said, "It's that old rascal again. Sister, do me a favor and call the security guard in your hospital."

"Okay, I'll call right away!"

Wen Kuo's voice could be heard from more than ten meters away.

"Didn't you say you have no money? The treatment of leukemia is so expensive, where did you get the medical expenses? You still don't take out the money? Look at your mother! Here! Here! They are all called by debt collectors! You Do you want to see your mother beaten to death before you are willing to take out the money!"

Wen Zhuo's voice was not loud, but it was very clear: "A debt collector is here? That's really strange."

"Strange? Why are you surprised? Let's take a look! Look at this unfilial son--the family has no money, and he insists on studying! He can't even give the family a penny for reading a bad book! It's so useless to raise him! He's sick , suddenly had money for medical treatment, but before that, my mother and I were chased and beaten! He still says 'that's really strange'!"

As soon as Wei Ling walked to the door, he heard Wen Zhuo say unhurriedly: "The debt collector came to the door. Instead of beating you who owed a lot of gambling debts, you beat my mother? Beat my mother?" , who goes out to earn money to pay off debts? Are debt collectors really that stupid?"

Wei Ling's voice fell, and the patients in the same ward couldn't listen anymore.

"I said this big brother, this is a hospital, if you make noise here, you are not afraid of being screwed out by the security guards?"

"And your son just received a bone marrow transplant last week! His condition is still not stabilized, so you ran over and asked your son to pay you with life-saving money? Are you without hands and feet? Can't you go to the construction site to move bricks to pay off the debt? "

"One person gambles, and the whole family suffers! This eldest sister, I advise you to leave this man early. You said that since you can earn money, why don't you support yourself? Only if you treat your son better, can your son take care of you!"

When Wen Kuo heard that he was accused by the people in the ward, he yelled angrily: "I asked my son for money, it's none of your business! I'm his own father, and he just watched me die, so he's nothing !"

At this time, Wen Zhuo's mother also knelt down: "Wen Zhuo...Wen Zhuo! Mom please! You must have some money to live in the ward, right? Is it your scholarship? Take it out, even a little ...It's all right...Help your dad! Help me too..."

Wei Ling was in a hurry, he knew that if he rushed up, it would mean that he knew Wen Zhuo's parents, so Wen Zhuo would not be able to hold his head up in front of him in the future.

But if he didn't go forward, he was so angry that he felt stuffy in his heart.

"My hospital expenses were paid in advance by others. Since you insist on going to the hospital to make trouble, I will leave the hospital. Let the hospital return the money to the person who helped me advance the medical expenses."

Wen Zhuo unplugged the IV by himself, got out of the hospital bed and walked outside.

"Isn't the money refunded to you? Who do you want to refund it to? That's it for you?"

As Wen Zhuo walked forward, Wen Kuo chased after him.

Wei Ling was taken aback, and just wanted to hide in the bathroom next to him, but it was already a step too late, Wen Zhuo stood there blankly, looking at him.

Wen Kuo, who was following up, was suffocated when he saw Wei Ling.

Things have come to this point, there is no point in hiding.

Wei Ling grinned, walked over, and patted Wen Kuo on the shoulder: "Hey, Uncle Wen, are you here to see your son?"

"What's none of your business?" Wen Kuo waved Wei Ling's hand away with his tail.

"Oh! So you are here! I have been looking for you for a long time."

The corner of Wei Ling's mouth curled up, that listless look made Wen Kuo's head ache.

"You looking for me? Why are you looking for me?"

"Uncle, are you so wicked that you took my smart watch away after entering my dormitory!" Wei Ling said.

"You...you fart! Why did I take your smart watch again?"

"Ah, I wonder if you took my smart watch with that ball of clothes again."

Wei Ling looked suspiciously at the bag that Wen Zhuo's mother was carrying.

Everyone looked over.

"How is it possible! You kid framed me again!"

At this time, the security guard of the hospital rushed over after receiving a call. The patients in the same ward were very dissatisfied with Wen Kuo's behavior, and immediately pointed at Wen Kuo.

"It's him! He ran into the ward and made a scene!"

"Yeah! He seems to have taken things from this classmate!"

"I started arguing when someone exposed me. I don't know if it's true."

Seeing that something was wrong, Wen Kuo dragged Wen Zhuo's mother away.

"I'm not arguing with you!"

Who knew that Wei Ling stretched out his arm and stopped him.

"Don't you look at your bag?"

When Wen Kuo heard this, he became angry: "My bag is full of my son's things!"

"Your son's stuff, let's keep it for him to use when he's in the hospital!" Wei Ling said to the security guard and other patients, "Look, everyone, he's guilty. Since it's his son's stuff, why don't you let everyone Take a look, to prove your innocence?"

Although Wen Zhuo doesn't talk to other patients very much, and looks cold, but he is good-looking and not much of a deal.

Seeing how virtuous his parents are now, the older sisters and uncles in the ward couldn't help but feel distressed.

As soon as Wei Ling spoke, they followed suit.

"Yeah! The security guards are here too! Just open it and let everyone take a look!"

"Isn't it your son's stuff? Take a look! Isn't it for your son?"

Everyone just glanced at me and said something, Wen Kuo knew something was wrong when he saw Wei Ling's expression.

"What are you looking at! Let's go!"

Wen Kuo just pulled Wen Zhuo's mother to leave, but Wen Zhuo suddenly reached out and pulled back the bag that his mother had carried.

"Take it out." Wen Zhuo lowered his voice and said.

"Take... What do you take out?" Wen Zhuo's mother held the bag and stepped back.

"It's our thing!" Wen Kuo tugged again.

But Wen Zhuo pulled the bag over violently and poured out the contents.

Inside was a pile of crumpled socks and sweatshirts.

A smell came out, and the patients who watched the excitement retreated one after another.

"How long has it been since I washed..."

Wei Ling turned his face away in embarrassment. He had saved up a pile of smelly socks, but he also thought of disgusting his parents, but he didn't think of disgusting others.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhuo bent down, took Wei Ling's socks, and said, "Is this my roommate's? Well-known sports brand, a pair of socks cost more than 50 yuan."

"Ah... no, your roommate said this is your cabinet..." Wen Zhuo's mother stepped back.

"Fart! What kind of socks cost more than 50 yuan!"

"This basketball jersey, last year's limited edition, should cost more than 1000 yuan a piece." Wen Zhuo said.

"You...you lied..."

"This pure cotton sports towel is made of nanotechnology. It is said that it will fall to the bottom at a constant speed when submerged in water. It costs 500 yuan a piece." Wen Zhuo added.

Wei Ling was stunned, he never expected that Wen Zhuo knew everything he used, from socks to jerseys.

He originally thought that Wenzhuo never cared about these things.

"You said these things were taken out of my bedroom?" Wen Zhuo asked back.

Wen Zhuo's mother faltered and said, "Yes... your name is written on the cabinet... I just took it..."

"Then what are you doing with my roommate's stuff?" Wen Zhuo said coldly.

Wei Ling only wanted to play tricks on Wen Kuo, and he didn't think about embarrassing Wen Zhuo, so he quickly tugged Wen Zhuo, "Maybe uncle and aunt packed your things for you and opened the wrong cabinet... It's okay, I'll take it back later .”

"Didn't I tell you not to let them into the dormitory? Something is missing, should I accompany you?" Wen Zhuo raised his head and asked.

Wei Ling was suffocated.

After searching for a long time, there was no Wei Ling's watch in it.

Wen Kuo grabbed his wife, "Let's go!"

The elder brother in the next bed said: "If you keep counting to deliver food and clothes to your son, don't come here to make trouble! Otherwise, I'll call the security every time I come!"

"Yes! Yes! God knows if they will take something from us by mistake after they come here!"

When they left, the uncles and sisters called Wen Zhuo back.

"Student! Your body is just a little bit better, come back and lie down!"

"Yeah, don't be unhappy because of them! Go back to study when you recover from illness, don't worry about money and money! If you don't study hard in college, you will lose a stepping stone to enter society!"

Wen Zhuo didn't say a word.

Wei Ling stood by the side, stiffened his neck, and dared not speak a word.

"Isn't it loud just now? Why don't you talk now?" Wen Zhuo raised his eyebrows.

"This is a ward...the ward should be quiet...this is public morality." Wei Ling said.

The nurses came to change the medicines of the patients in each ward with a cart, and one of them brought a lunch box to Wen Zhuo: "Wen Zhuo, someone brought you food. It should be Professor Cao."

"Oh—is that so? Thank you." Wen Zhuo took the lunch box with one hand, grabbed Wei Ling with the other hand, and left.

"Hey, Wen Zhuo! You still need to change your drip! And don't run around! Director Chen will scold you if he finds out!"

"I'll be back in five minutes."

Wen Zhuo is thin and weak now, but he didn't expect to pull Wei Ling with so much strength.

Wei Ling's wrist was very painful from his pinch, but he didn't dare to break free. He was afraid that if he tried hard, he would push Wen Zhuo down.

Wen Zhuo didn't speak, and dragged him all the way to the bench downstairs in the inpatient department.

It was past lunch time, but the sunlight was a bit strong, making Wen Zhuo's face even paler.

Wei Ling raised his hand, wanting to block the sun for Wei Ling, but he was guilty and dared not.

Wen Zhuo opened the lunch box, took a sip of the soup, and said, "Thank you."

"Ah... what are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for bringing me the soup. There was vegetable porridge yesterday." Wen Zhuo said.

"No...it's not me...you didn't hear the nurse sister said it was Cao..."

"Professor Cao is really good, come to my dormitory and get my lunch box to make soup for me?" Wen Zhuo looked at Wei Ling.

"sorry."

"I'm sorry for what? You brought me porridge and soup, I should be the one thanking you." Wen Zhuo said.

"I'm sorry, I deliberately messed with your parents to make you... lose face."

"I am in your heart, do I have too much self-esteem or too much arrogance?" Wen Zhuo asked.

Wei Ling's face turned red in an instant, he buried his head in his knees, and said sullenly, "I suddenly feel so ashamed..."

"I can see from Wen Kuo's look on your face that you have played tricks on him more than once. So he hasn't come to school for a long time." Wen Zhuo said lightly.