The Plow

Yue Dingtang did not leave in a hurry.

He was still waiting in Lingshu's ward.

Wait for the result of his conversation with He Youan.

Although Yue Dingtang knew that nine times out of ten, Ling Shu would return empty-handed, and He You'an would make two out of five, picking himself clean.

But Ling Shu seems to be lively, but in fact he is deep. No matter how cunning he meets, he should gain something.

Yue Dingtang had nothing to do, so he took a foreign novel and read it in the ward.

When he just saw Miss Morstan's visit in the book, Ling Shu came back.

When he went, Ling Shu was empty-handed and didn't bring any gifts.

When I came back, I came back with a big bag and a full load.

Ling Shu put things up.

There are duck clavicles in sauce, malt sugar, oranges, and flowers.

In total, it can fill a small table.

There was an empty vase in the ward, Ling Shu washed it clean, put the flowers in it, and immediately felt a little more warm.

"He Youan sent you?"

It is hard for Yue Dingtang to imagine He Youan, who does not eat fireworks, carrying a duck collarbone and giving it to Ling Shu.

Ling Shu: "How is it possible? I got these from various wards on the way back."

Seeing that Yue Dingtang was still somewhat skeptical, Ling Shu was like a treasure.

"The ward next to He You'an is an old lady who lives in a good family. She has some heart problems. The doctor asked her to stay in the hospital. The old lady's family is not there, so she has a servant to serve her. The old lady is sick and in a bad mood. There was a quarrel, and I passed by and heard it, so I went in to persuade me, the old lady saw me and wanted to chat with me, so she gave me two bags of oranges before leaving."

Yue Dingtang: "Did you eat a bag along the way?"

Ling Shu: "I went to the next door to that ward again. The patient was originally an officer of the national army. He abandoned his army and went into business. He did business in Shanghai. He was prosperous and had a small family property. Unfortunately, he had no children and was quite lonely. See I took the oranges to visit the doctor, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy, and I was already pretty, so after a few words, he stuffed me with most of the gifts that others sent me, and left me his contact information, and made an appointment to leave the hospital later Let's meet again when we have time."

Yue Dingtang: ...

Ling Shu: "Then I went to another ward. The nurse just finished giving the patient an injection and left. The delicate and rich daughter was crying inside. The mother and the servants couldn't coax her back. She just stopped crying, she was coaxed into a smile by me, she held on to me and insisted on giving me flowers, and finally her mother coaxed her to sleep before she escaped."

Yue Dingtang: "How old is that lady?"

Ling Shu: "Fang's age is four."

Yue Dingtang was speechless.

Ling Shu said earnestly: "You think, someone who can live on the same floor as He Youan must be either rich or expensive. I have walked around here, and I will definitely not be fruitless. The most important thing is that I am familiar with people. I I also distributed the things to the nurse, and if I live in it again in the future, wouldn't I be familiar with everyone?"

Yue Dingtang: "Do you still want to have a next time?"

Ling Shu laughed aloud: "Just a momentary slip of the tongue, just in case!"

After closing the book, Yue Dingtang opened the idle chapter.

"How did you talk with He Youan?"

"No results, but not no results."

Ling Shu said something ambiguous, and put the key on the table.

"HSBC Bank, No. [-] safe, the reward He Youan gave us."

Yue Dingtang glanced at the key. "Other than that?"

Ling Shu: "She said she didn't know Chen Youhua, and she just learned about Shen Shiqi's death. From the beginning to the end, everything had nothing to do with her. She claimed to be a victim. Apart from writing that note to remind us to be careful of Chen Wendong, She didn't do anything. She also said that she will leave Shanghai in two days to go to other places to relax, and the return date is undecided."

Yue Dingtang: "So, I still got nothing."

"But before I left, she said something very strange."

Speaking of this, Ling Shu paused, as if thinking about He Youan's words again.

"She said, Mr. Ling, I have been in the film industry for several years. I have made many movies and left many stills. They are all stored in Mr. Teng Siping. After I leave, if your brother-in-law is interested, you can ask Boss Teng for more information. , I have told him that I can give it all to you."

Yue Dingtang pondered. "Is your brother-in-law a fan of He Youan's movie?"

Ling Shu: "It's strange here. My sister is her fan. From the beginning to the end, I never mentioned my brother-in-law. At He Youan's age, it is logically impossible to remember."

Yue Dingtang: "Do you think she is hinting at you?"

Ling Shu: "She is a smart person with insight into people's hearts. Such a person will usually not say some nonsense when parting. And I heard from her that she may not return to Shanghai for a long time, and if it is appropriate, directly Just live in Hong Kong for a long time.”

He Youan also specifically reminded her to pick it up after she left.

Stills so.

The same goes for safes.

If she has anything to say, it's inconvenient to say it face to face, so I can only leave a few words, which are cryptic and euphemistic, and wait for Ling Shu to comprehend on his own.

It's also possible that she couldn't bear Shen Shiqi's humiliation, and after planning to kill him, she flew away with Mr. Cheng, left this land, and was at ease from now on, with a brighter future. She just wanted to be a friend and leave some clues for Ling Shu. Lest he think about it day and night and become obsessed.

Ling Shu felt that his brain was really not stupid, but when he met He Youan, he was always a little confused.

The woman was still holding the pipa to half cover her face, she often felt as if she could see her face clearly, but when she turned her head, it became blurred again.

When she leaves Shanghai, the deaths of Shen Shiqi and Qian's may disappear into the dust and cannot be tracked down.

"It seems that we can only wait for her to leave before looking for the answer."

Ling Shu yawned, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of an empty plate beside him.

"Where's the apple?"

Yue Dingtang said: "I ate it, yesterday's bag full of apples, why is there only one left?"

Ling Shu: "I was hungry last night, and I didn't have anything to eat in the second half of the night. The guests also ate a lot during the day."

Yue Dingtang: "You ate most of it, right? You still want to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible?"

Ling Shu smiled and said: "It's okay to stay out of the hospital. Uncle Zhou brings me hot soup and rice every day. I don't think it's different from being at home."

Well, this hospital is still addictive.

Yue Dingtang was too lazy to argue with him any longer, got up and took the book.

"I'm leaving first. Later, Uncle Zhou will come over to negotiate with the doctor. If you are fine, he will go through the discharge procedures for you."

"Mr. Yue," Ling Shu stopped him, "I have something, I don't know if I should ask it or not."

Yue Dingtang stopped and turned around.

Ling Shu said innocently: "Then do I still need to go to work tomorrow?"

Yue Dingtang didn't want to say anything more, so he turned his head and left.

After the other party left, Ling Shu sneered.

He shook his head, picked up the orange, and slowly peeled it.

Just like Yue Dingtang tried every means to test his details.

He also likes to tease each other from time to time, exploring Yue Dingtang's bottom line step by step.

When two people get along, it's like dancing a tango, either you get in or I get in.

Like friends and enemies, bosses and subordinates, former classmates, multiple identities are intertwined, and each other oscillates between closeness and alienation, maintaining a delicate balance.

Not long after Yue Dingtang left, the doctor and old housekeeper Uncle Zhou came.

It was probably because he had been eating and drinking without restraint these two days. After a diagnosis, the doctor announced that his body had not fully recovered, and his body temperature was hovering around 38 degrees. He still had to stay in the hospital for observation for two days.

Under the condemnation of the old housekeeper's eyes, Ling Shu honestly handed over the duck collarbone and oranges that he hadn't had time to eat. After searching everything, in the end, we can only live on porridge and pickles, feeling miserable.

The direct consequence of drinking porridge is that after going to the toilet a few times, I start to feel hungry, but I can’t find anything to eat in the ward, so I have to lie down early, cover the quilt, and draw a match in my mind to imagine a full feast of Chinese and Chinese. Stomach, hungry to sleep.

In a daze until the middle of the night, Ling Shu was woken up by the urge to urinate.

There is no sound around, and the window is quiet and empty, except for the bed behind——

There seems to be someone.

This feeling is so mysterious that it is difficult to explain it clearly in words, but when a person closes his eyes, it is easy to feel it if there are other people around him.

Ling Shu feels this way now.

It is said that people come in vertically and go out horizontally all the year round. It is not uncommon to see casual things here. Over the years, there are countless ghosts wandering around at midnight, reluctant to leave the world.

I also heard that this hospital was a cemetery in the early years, and the hospital was built later. Many lonely ghosts have nowhere to go, so they regard the hospital as their home. There is no one in the middle of the night, which is naturally the time for "they" to move around.

The cold hairs stood up one by one.

Ling Shu held his breath, turned over pretending to be dreaming inadvertently, squeezed a gap through his closed eyes.

On the edge of the bed where the moonlight came in, there was a faint shadow.

A hand suddenly dropped.

Ling Shu wanted to move, but he couldn't!

His neck was strangled!