Born in the dark, Ended in the dawn

The doctors and nurses asked this and that in a hurry, completely seeing Wei Lan as an alien, and their eyes wished to put him on the bed for a vivisection.As for Wei Lan, he asked three questions and didn't know. He wasn't pretending to be stupid, but he really didn't know. He still wanted to know what was going on.

Seeing that they couldn't get any results, the doctor had no choice but to give up researching this rare miracle of life, and informed Wei Lan angrily that he would stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days, and he could be discharged if there was no other discomfort.

After the doctors left the ward, Wei Lan also drove Li Anran back home. At this moment, he just wanted to quietly think about the series of strange things that happened to him.

If he was rescued by something on the roof last time, it can be said to be a coincidence. Once the things are saved, he can't lie to himself that he is lucky and fateful.

Wei Lan stared at the ceiling in a daze. He was sure that he was really hit. He watched the truck hit him. Could it be fake?

But if he asked if he hit him, he really wasn't sure. Now that he calmed down and recalled carefully, he also remembered some details.

It was as if the cool air suddenly thickened and turned into a white mist to block his vision, making him suddenly unable to see the truck in front of him clearly. The white mist surged around him like a silkworm cocoon.The truck didn't hit him directly, and most of the force was absorbed by that layer of 'cocoon'.

The only thing Wei Lan can be sure of is that the one who saved him this time is the same guy who saved him on the top of the building last time, because the feeling conveyed to him by that clear breath is exactly the same.

Who is the one?Will it be related to the part of my memory that I lost?Wei Lan pursed her lips and looked at her vital signs data, sighing secretly, novels and TV dramas are all deceptive, shouldn't people who have lost their memory be able to recover their memory after being hit by an impact?Why didn't I recover?Wei Lan racked his brains to dig out some information from his mind, but unfortunately there was nothing.

Well, the author and screenwriter are indeed liars.

Wei Lan, who had recovered a little bit, soon began to feel restless. First, he called his roommate Lu Yang to report his safety, and then called the brothers in the bureau one by one to chat with him. Then, he crawled down slowly. bed.

It is a lie to say that the bruises do not hurt, but the pain has penetrated into the internal organs. If the doctor hadn't shown himself a X-ray, he really suspected that the inside had been smashed into scattered yellow eggs.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening when Yin Hang was free and rushed to the hospital. When he opened the door, he saw Wei Lan walking in the ward with an infusion tube in his hand. The face is idle and uncomfortable.

Anyway, Wei Lan is also his senior, Yin Hang tried his best to hold back his smile, but Wei Lan was not a person who could make people hold back their laughter by nature.Looking at the oversized hospital gown that was half tucked into the waistband and half swayed in the wind, Yin Hang couldn't help it anymore, he patted the table and laughed.

"Laughing! You don't even know how to bring something to eat when visiting?" Wei Lan looked left and right, and after confirming that Yin Hang had nothing but a file bag in his hand, he sat down on the edge of the bed depressedly, staring Yin Hang's eyes were more innocent than Da Pi who was looking forward to his master's return home.

Yin Hang wiped away the tears from laughing, and patted the file bag in his hand, "I'm really sorry, Brother Wei, I didn't come here to visit you, but I have something to ask you. After waiting for so many days, it's not easy I woke you up and ran over quickly."

"I find that you are becoming less and less cute. Where was your shyness when you first came here?" Wei Lan criticized Yin Hang, without stopping, took a few pages of information from Yin Hang, and his expression became serious. "Is this a list of phone records?"

"That's right, the phone list of the woman who jumped off the building, the first one is for the landline, and the second one is for the mobile phone."

"This is interesting." In the landline's communication records, except for the only outgoing phone number that seemed normal, all the others were incoming calls, and the incoming number turned out to be the landline's own number! "She called herself?"

Yin Hang shook his head, and pulled out the phone record below again, "If I can figure it out, I won't come to you. Look at the phone again, there is no dial out, only access, and the answering time is only a few minutes. Seconds, the longest twenty seconds."

There were only a dozen records on the list, and a long list of the same phone number was displayed in the access bar, which was the landline number of the woman's home!An incredible idea kept brewing in her mind, Wei Lan leaned back on the raised bed back, her slender fingers subconsciously knocked on the metal armrest beside the bed, making a crisp clicking sound.

Perhaps, there was something in the woman's house, and that thing was trying to convey something to the woman over the phone. As for whether it was a warning or a threat, it was unknown.

After sending Yin Hang away, Wei Lan turned on the bright incandescent lamp and lay back on the bed. It was almost one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the hospital was quiet. This strange tranquility made Wei Lan feel a little panicked.

The woman who was rescued by him is now sleeping next door. Since it was only a slight scratch, why hasn't she woke up yet?The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, Wei Lan decided to take a sneak peek, at least for peace of mind.

He knocked on the door politely, but unexpectedly got no response, Wei Lan turned the handle and pushed the door and walked in.Under the moonlight, the woman lying on the bed was pale and sleeping peacefully. She also looked about 40 years old, thin and haggard, with bruises on her face and arms, and she looked worse than herself who was actually hit.

There was a champagne-colored lady's wallet on the white table. Wei Lan took it over politely, and checked it with the faint light from the phone screen. There was not much cash in it, only a few banknotes, ID and a wallet. a photograph.

The photo is a group photo. A man and a woman are hugging each other intimately. The woman is Tang Li who is sleeping now. She looks much younger. It was probably taken many years ago. Feeling bad, it should be her husband or boyfriend.

Have you broken up?Or is the boyfriend not yet informed?The ward was empty and lifeless, and there was no trace of anyone visiting.Could it be that he committed suicide for love?This possibility is very high. At that time, Tang Li walked towards the middle of the road in a daze, and stood there in a daze, as if waiting for a car to hit her.

After putting away the photos and re-arranging the wallet, Wei Lan quietly retreated to the door, leaning his back against the wall and looking at the woman lying on the bed. He didn't intend to leave, but just watched and sniffed quietly.

The room felt very uncomfortable, like a stuffy and damp basement, more like the oppressive tranquility before the storm.

He is waiting.

Something is waiting.

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