Self-illness

Shisan has completely formed the habit of helping Qian Yan push the wheelchair when she goes out, and she is also used to Qian Yan's voice.

Qian Yan talked about everything, and sometimes told her that in faraway places, abroad, there are huge sea turtles walking on the beach, and the sea water in some places is very transparent.

They sometimes guess what the wind is thinking, or talk about very small things: "Look, that leaf is falling."

Thirteen hurried over in the direction Qian Yan pointed, opened his hands, and tried to catch the leaves floating in the air over there: "I can catch it."

Qian Yan was amused by her: "It doesn't want you to catch her, it wants to get close to the earth."

The leaf finally landed on Shisan's arm: "It likes me too."

"like me."

Qian Yan's wheelchair moved over and was very close to Shisan. She tried to help Shisan remember some memories every day: "Ye Zi likes Shisan, and Qian Yan likes Shisan too."

"And be good."

Shisan suddenly brought up Shisan Lingqianyan with a little surprise: "How do you confirm that obediently likes you?"

Shisan looked at Qian Yan with suspicious eyes, Shisan at night was always capricious: "This will never change."

Qian Yan grabbed Shisan's hand and rubbed it lightly: "I understand, Shisan."

"I want to take this leaf home." Thirteen blinked at Qianyan, and then carefully put the leaf into the bag.

"Thirteen, go to my house for a meeting, I have something for you."

Qian Yan tentatively asked, it had been many days, and every day when she was about to leave, she would make such an invitation, and every time Thirteen was like an alarm clock: "I'm going home, goodbye."

"Thirteen."

Qian Yan took her hand, she had to make a try: "Come with me."

Seeing that Qian Yan, who had always been half shorter than herself, suddenly stood up and was actually half a height taller than herself, Shisan was obviously a little frightened, and she was dragged by Qian Yan, who had grown taller, to the opposite building Go: "I will always be by your side, I am Qianyan, I like your Qianyan, don't worry."

Qian Yan stretched her thin and slender arms around Shisan's waist, and whispered in her ear from time to time. When going up the stairs, Shisan was also a little dazed and couldn't tell the difference between the stairs and the meeting place she often walked. What's the difference.

Qian Yan's subtle voice lingered in the corridor lights, Shisan's eyes were slightly closed, when she saw the door opened, she always felt that something was different, which made her feel uneasy and dared not step in.

"This is Qianyan's home. I like your Qianyan, and I live opposite you. Thirteen, try it and walk in."

Thirteen began to panic, trembling all over, backing back again and again to see everything pressing towards her on the stairs going up and down.

She saw a woman, a woman named Qian Yan, her hair was very black and straight, draped long behind her back, she was wearing a gray coat, her face was white and lustrous.

Thirteen saw Qian Yan walking towards her, he opened his arms and hugged her, embracing everything in front of her eyes, including the last light.

Qian Yan took a long breath, stepped back a few steps, and leaned on the handrail of the stairs: "You carry her into the room first."

The man who came to help was wearing a crisp beige suit, a striped shirt inside, and a thin black beard that extended from his chin to his cheeks: "You wait and I will."

He picked up the comatose Thirteen Heng and walked into the room. After a while, he turned back and carried Qian Yan in his arms skillfully and naturally, and walked inside: "What if you hurt yourself like this."

"What else can I hurt?"

Qian Yan was panting slightly, and was put on the sofa. The man quickly found a cup and poured her a glass of water, and took the pills he found with ease, prepared her a dose and put it lightly in her palm: "Take care of yourself." Own."

The man turned his head to look at Thirteen at the other end of the sofa: "She is obviously very fragile now, I don't understand what you are doing now?"

"Don't worry about it."

After Qian Yan drank a handful of pills, her entire throat felt bitter: "I understand what I need to do better than you, so go back first."

"But what about her?"

Qian Yan squinted for a while before turning to look at the man with a worried face: "Fu Yan, you go, I will call you again if something happens, and she just got an injection, so she won't wake up so quickly, wake up conscious It's also weak, which I can handle."

"I asked the driver to stay. If he needs help, he is downstairs in the garage."

Fu Yan put the black walkie-talkie pinned on the belt on the table, and made a final confirmation: "Don't be brave."

Qian Yan nodded, as a promise.

"Tang Xia, Tang Xia... Tang Xia, I know it's you, and I'm coming to find you."

The narrow and long corridor spiraled down all the way, and the brown-red old-fashioned escalator was dimly mottled in the white sunlight from the top floor. Shisan found that he saw a girl sitting opposite him, and he It seemed to become very small in front of her.

The girl stared at it and talked to it: "Thirteen, why don't you run away, far away."

Thirteen wanted to ask her, why do you know my name, but she couldn't say anything when she opened her mouth.The girl continued to speak: "Oh, I remembered, you only have three legs to walk, you must be afraid of running fast, right, they will laugh at your strange appearance, and then bully you."

The girl approached her, wanting to touch her, Shisan felt her fingertips were cold, she backed up, something tried to grab her, she began to struggle and resist.

Thirteen felt the pain and wetness from her fingertips, she closed her brows tightly, and when she opened it again, the girl disappeared. She saw an old white refrigerator in the room, the paint on the edges was a little chipped, and the bottom seemed to be hidden. wearing something.

Thirteen walked out the door, and she saw the number made of small black stones on the white tiles on the wall, 13.

The door was closed suddenly, and Shisan felt the darkness in front of her eyes. She frowned, closed her eyes, and kept opening and closing them. She felt that she was running constantly, but she didn't step on anything.

Eyelids sank heavily, she seemed to see the stairs, one step after another, and then heard the sound of the door, she heard the thick carpet sinking, and the sound of foam bouncing as she lifted her foot.

There is also an electric intercom.

"Well, it's here, she hasn't woken up yet."

"Don't leave any traces, close the door, go downstairs and get out of here."

"okay, got it."

She heard it all, but she didn't want to know anything, the long night was too dignified to be remembered.

The first time I wake up in the morning, I open my eyes and see.Thirteen sat up on the bed, squatted down and took out a coat, underwear, a bottoming shirt, a thin sweater, and trousers from the large cabinet under the bed.

When she was about to change clothes, she touched her big coat. She usually changed into her pajamas at night and went to bed, and took off her pajamas the next day before changing her clothes. Due to the difference in inertia, she felt a little uncomfortable. Putting down the clothes to change in confusion, I just put on my shoes and went to the kitchen.

After washing, Shisan took breakfast from the door, sat on the sofa and finished eating quietly, throwing the garbage in the small bag at the door, picked up her bag and went out, and went downstairs.

"Thousand banquets."

When she went downstairs, she saw Qian Yan, who had already become a part of her life: "You are always earlier than me."

"Because we're all on time."

Thirteen still came to help Qian Yan push the wheelchair, but noticed that Qian Yan's neck was obviously different from usual, she raised her hand and pointed out: "You have blood here."

Shisan reached out to touch it, but found that it was a mark of blood scab, several long red cuts stretched from the side of Qian Yan's neck to the collarbone, Qian Yan twitched slightly because of the sudden touch: "Well, it's okay. "

"Does it hurt?"

"A little bit."

Qian Yan took off the apron that was originally draped on the back of the chair and wrapped it around her neck to cover up the mark: "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

"pretty good."

"What day of the week is it?"

"Tuesday."

"What day is it today?"

Shisan smiled innocently: "Why does Qianyan always forget, December [-]rd."

Qian Yan smiled: "I'm relatively forgetful, so I asked Thirteen to help me remember."

Even though a lot of things may happen before Thirteen may forget, but she is very sensitive to time and can remember the approximate time even without the help of a clock, so she can get up and leave work on time every day. There is a timer in her body so-so.

Every day was almost the same, Thirteen started to wash the rag and scrub around again, Ke Mingyue carried a bag of clothes and said to them, "I'll go out for a while."

"Okay, Teacher Ke." Thirteen agreed without looking back.

Qian Yan went to the door and called to Ke Mingyue: "Teacher Ke, wait a moment."

"what happened?"

Qian Yan motioned her to look at Thirteen: "Didn't you notice that she was wearing the same outfit as yesterday?"

It was only then that Ke Mingyue realized that except for the shoes, Shisan's whole body was the same as yesterday's. She was a little at a loss: "There has never been such a strange thing before."

She looked at the clothes in her hand and didn't know what to do: "I'd better take it over and have a look."

"You can only keep one set of clothes, not more." Qian Yan reminded her.

"why?"

"Just do as before." Qian Yan didn't explain much, but Ke Mingyue obviously didn't have the same kind of enthusiasm for her as before, and the expression of enthusiasm was replaced by suspicion.

Ke Mingyue walked silently along the route that was repeated every day. Along the way, she repeatedly recalled the changes about Thirteen this month, and the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

Although I don't know what Shisan's illness is, it's clear that she has been a little different recently, she is prone to trance, or occasionally becomes irritable. some.

Ke Mingyue took out the key and opened the door. Since the room was furnished very simply, it was naturally very convenient to tidy up.She walked into the bedroom, picked up the clothes on the bed, folded them and put them back in the large cabinet under the bed, and took out a pair of shoes from the bag and put them in the cabinet.

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