My sick girl will pretend

city ​​h,

The ward was very quiet, there was only one bed in a small place, and there was even a white vase on the ground next to it, the flowers inside exuded a refreshing fragrance, if you didn't know it was a hospital, the decoration inside was more like a hospital. nursing home.

The nurse came along the corridor on the third floor and gently pushed open the door of the ward.Just getting ready to go out after recording something.She didn't notice that the man's eyelids trembled slightly when she turned around.

"Cough...cough..."

A young man on the hospital bed coughed suddenly.

"Doctor! Doctor! The patient is awake!"

The nurse who checked as usual ran out in a panic holding the medical records, and then the attending doctor and nurse quickly walked in together.

This is a small southern town with backward medical facilities. This is the only hospital in this small city. This patient was transferred in by a Mr. Han. Nodding and bowing beside them, there is no look of domineering in front of them.

He was told to take care of this young man. In fact, he was just in charge of nursing. When the young man turned around, it was said that he was picked up from a prestigious hospital in a big city. He saw the patient's incision, Very precise, almost no traces of sewing can be seen, which requires very high technology and experience to do.

The identity of this man should not be simple. Although he is now wearing a hospital gown, there is nothing out of the ordinary on his body, and the lips under his pale face are abnormally white, but the corners of his eyes and brows reveal an ordinary People feel different.

The morning sun shone in through the shutters, casting an unreal veil on the room.

The light hit the man's side face, from the straight bridge of the nose to the lips to the chin, there was no blemish...

The doctor was a little dazed, what should I say...

"Doctor Zhang?" The nurse asked doubtfully.

Only then did the doctor come to his senses.

In the ward, the young man suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Yang!

The nightmarish scene seemed to be right in front of my eyes, without Xiao Yang.The desolate and dry road and trees disappeared, and the howling mountain wind disappeared into memory along with the bloody corpses all over the place, as if it had never happened.

Zhou Qing was still not used to the light here. He opened his eyes, closed them, opened them, closed them again, and then squinted his eyes after repeating several times.

Zhou Qing still doesn't know what happened, everything around him is so strange, places and people he doesn't know.

He remembered that before he fell into the darkness, he tried his best to catch Xiao Yang and ask these people, but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth. Fortunately, the nurse was careful and saw that he opened his mouth to bring a glass of warm water. Wrapped in bandages, Zhou Qing drank from the nurse's hand.

"Where's Xiao Yang?"

...? ?

The doctor and nurse looked at each other, who is Xiao Yang?

"...We don't have this person here."

do not know?Isn't Xiao Yang with him?

Zhou Qing frowned, then asked: "Where is this place?"

"This is the hospital in city h."

Zhou Qing knew about City H, a small city in the south, with a very backward economy: "Why am I here?"

The doctor said: "Mr. Han sent you here."

Could it be Hancheng?

No, how could he still care about him after the accident that day, and if it was really Han Cheng, with his temperament, he would definitely be in the hospital now.

Zhou Qing said cautiously: "Is that Mr. Han in his 20s?"

Dr. Zhang denied it: "No, you must be 40 years old."

Zhou Qing nodded.

"Then you should rest first."

They descended the elevator, their reflections reflected in the stainless steel elevator.

………………

In the early morning light, the golden light of Nancheng sprinkled a large area of ​​land, and buildings were located in this city row upon row.

Gradually, a little bit of starlight shoots out from the clear sky, and then connects from one point to another, the mist fills the air, sparse people appear on the street from their homes, and the whole city wakes up.

Zhou Qing took one last look at the city, walked into the bustling station, and left.

Zhou Qing traveled to several cities in a short period of time, and his final destination this time was Jiangcheng.

After he woke up that day, he recuperated in the ward for a full month, and saw the so-called "Mr. Han" in the doctor's mouth.As expected, it was Uncle Han.

When Uncle Han learned that he was not planning to go to Huating or the capital, he gave him a sum of money.This money is enough for him to live in a city for several years.

Jiangcheng was the city where he lived in the past, and he never went back for a few years. Although the memory of this city was not good, Zhou Qing still wanted to go and have a look.

He was on the train, and it was overcrowded. Many people without tickets were sitting on the ground. In addition, the carts selling fruit and snacks on the train were still moving back and forth in the narrow lane, making it even more crowded.

In fact, Zhou Qing has not been on a train for a long time. The smell of instant noodles and sweat together makes people feel uncomfortable. Zhou Qing sits by the window with a blank expression. forgotten.

Although it smells bad, no one knows anyone in a strange place.Surprisingly, it feels safe.

This time the train only took three hours to arrive. Zhou Qing came out of the hospital, declined the dean's kindness that he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to call someone to accompany him, and boarded the train alone.

He didn't have any belongings, and he didn't even need to bring clothes and supplies. In addition to giving him a sum of money that day, Uncle Han also included his basic documents, otherwise he might not even be able to take the train.

As the crowd got out of the car, Zhou Qing went to a nearby canteen to buy a pack of cigarettes. After squatting on the ground and smoking a cigarette, he bought a peaked cap and put it on his head.

He took one last look at the station and had a gut feeling that he wouldn't be here for a long time.

When he left a few years ago, he didn't bring anything with him. He followed Zhou Chunian to the prosperous Huating and lived in the magnificent Zhou's house for several years.

Now he's back again, still without anything, but it's been nine years since he started high school at the age of 15, and he's 24 this year.

At that time, he was ignorant. After Zhou Chunian died, although he didn't understand many things, he knew that Zhou Zhunian would protect him.

And now Zhou Chunian died because of him. Zhou Mojiang is said to have become a vegetable and has not woken up in the hospital bed. I heard from Uncle Han that Zhou Mo appeared in Huating some time ago and rectified some of the industries left by the Zhou family. Take Zhou Mojiang to the nursing home.

He, Zhou Qing, saw no fluctuations in the people now, and he knew that the people around him died because of him.

A few years ago, even though he was intriguing in the Zhou family, he saw that the world was clean, but now he sees his eyes as unmoved as ice.Those human warmth and worldly happiness skipped from the retina like watching a movie.

The wind passed without a trace, and I couldn't take anything with me.

The countless killings and blood in his hands are actually not as strong in his heart as others think, the difference is that he doesn't show it.When night falls, gray nightmares sometimes intrude.

In fact... Some people in the Wang family were indeed innocent back then.

At that time, almost the entire Zhou family was burnt beyond recognition. The people inside were killed and injured, and the devil's abyss pulled people down.

A malicious voice kept echoing in my head...

Members of the Wang family can act recklessly and disregard human life. Why should he care about these morals? Who is more noble than whom?

Kill them all, or go to hell anyway...

But to this day, when he sometimes thinks of the blood of innocent people on his hands, he will find that it seems... It's really wrong.

………………

Zhou Qing put the cigarette butt on the ground, watched the fire flash and disappear, stood up and left.

He turned around, looked at Jiangcheng, and found that there had been no major changes in recent years, it was still the old streets and shops, and even the black Internet cafe with the paint on it was still open.

He made a bowl of noodles in the Internet cafe and ate a few chopsticks.It was too late on the first day, and it was too late to find a place to live, so he just found a small hotel and stayed in it.

A couple of the hotel lived in it, and their kitchen faced the corridor of the hotel, resulting in a thick layer of oil stains on the white walls.

The old wooden floor even made a "creak, creak" sound when stepped on, and opened the door gropingly. The quilt inside was yellow, and there were a few long strands of hair on it, which must have been left by the previous guest.

Zhou Qing couldn't manage so much, and fell asleep after taking a shower, the yellow light kept shining on the room.

…………

Woke up very early in the morning, Zhou Qing slowly got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to brush, washed his face and went out.

In the narrow alleys, many people gather at morning stalls, soy milk fritters, fried dumplings and steamed buns.Mostly old people and young people going to work.

Compared with Huating, Jiangcheng has a surprisingly slow pace of life. People are not in a hurry, not as hurried as Huating.

Zhou Qing also sat down at a crowded breakfast shop on the side of the street, and ordered a bowl of soy milk and fried buns.

"Boss, fried buns for five yuan and a bowl of soy milk."

Zhou Qing asked, there are four steamed buns for one yuan, twenty steamed buns for five yuan, and the drink should be enough.

It was served steaming hot in a short while.

Zhou Qing took a sip of soy milk first. The soy milk was rich and long, full of bean flavor. The fried bun was crispy on the bottom and soft on the top. Vinegar and chili are almost one mouthful, which makes people unable to stop.

Zhou Qing thought of Huating's breakfast shop, the cold and exquisite tables and chairs, and the layers of packaging, on the contrary, it made people lose their appetite.

After eating, Zhou Qing asked the thin lady proprietress at the breakfast stall, "Are there any rental houses near here?"

The proprietress deftly used her chopsticks to get the stuffing, and replied, "Go ahead, there are quite a few rented places on the street at the south gate."

Zhou Qing wrote down the location and planned to visit it later.

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