ID number 019

Chen Yang was embarrassed and embarrassing, it was because Xiang Dong was messed up, which made him mess up too.

"Get up early tomorrow, don't move anymore."

Chao Jian's voice was low and hoarse. After he finished speaking, he turned around and stood back to back with Chen Yang.

Chen Yang didn't feel awkward this time, the six-year-old next to him, he could be an uncle at any age, so be natural, don't think of strange things, inexplicable.

However, the young man's mature and broad back was pressed against him, his body temperature was very high, a little hot, and the blood seeped into his clothes.

The blood flow in Chen Yang's veins was a little faster, and he was irritable.

Somewhat hot.

It's almost summer.

The bed is too small...

Chen Yang thought about it for a while, and fell asleep in a daze.

People with injuries on their bodies will wake up from time to time when they sleep, subconsciously worrying that they will press the wound.

However, Chen Yang slept until dawn.

He had a very long dream. In the dream, his hands seemed to be floating in a cool sea, so he slept peacefully without worrying about his fingers touching the quilt.

When the dream ended, Chen Yang woke up. He yawned, with physiological tears in his eyes, and asked lazily the boy who was sitting by the bed and putting on his shoes.

"You slept well last night..."

Before I finished speaking, the answer came out.

The boy's head was tilted, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a deep blue shadow under his eyes.

This is what it looks like after a night of sleepless nights.

Chen Yang's laziness from being full of sleep suddenly disappeared. The boy could sleep in the noisy mission world without incense, why couldn't he last night?

Is it because of the bed?

It's probably true, it's too small to move away, and I can't sleep comfortably.

Chen Yang sat up from the bed, and said comfortingly, "Go back to sleep, go back to sleep."

Chao Jian tied the laces of one shoe and changed to another.

"It's still raining," he said.

"The weather forecast is inaccurate. I saw no rain at all yesterday." Chen Yang reached for the jacket on the bed, stretched his hands into the sleeves, and scratched his turned-up nails. The feeling hit his temple directly. He bit his back molars and inhaled. , unplug, must unplug, unplug as soon as possible.

Chen Yang curled up his fingers and put on his clothes carefully.

"I'm going to pull out my nails in the hospital here. If I can't wait to go back, I'll get rid of them as soon as possible."

Looking at Jane towards the door.

Grandma Chen's footsteps came from outside.

The old man was very polite, he didn't open the door directly to come in, but knocked on the door first.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chao, are you up yet?"

"Get up." Chen Yang responded, got out of bed, and opened the door with his slippers on.

Grandma Chen came in with a large red water bottle, and she discovered something surprising.

The mental state of the two young men in the room was just the opposite of what she had imagined.

The one whose fingernails were turned three and a half times looked very energetic, without a trace of sleepiness, while the one with normal hands was depressed, and it looked like he hadn't slept well.

Grandma Chen automatically understood that the younger brother took care of him all night.

The younger brother's temperament is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

"Just put it there," Grandma Chen stopped the boy who was about to make the quilt, "I'll wait for the weather to clear up, then I'll wash and dry it, don't worry about it now."

When Chao Jian heard the words, she didn't insist anymore.

It is difficult to lay and fold the quilt on crutches. Usually Chen Yang does this job, but now he can't.

When I went back, I was afraid that the quilt at home could only be rolled up casually.

After breakfast, Chen Yang drove the car in. A pile of mud splashed on the car body is a trivial matter, just wash it off, the trouble is...

Chen Yang counted the scratches on the car, three were long and two were short.

The road in the village is very narrow, and thorns and thorns are sent all the way, which has become the current scene.

Chen Yang swallowed his saliva, the road was very difficult, he kept walking on the edge of the ditch with fear, finally drove to the door of Chen Xishuang's house, and ended up having to repair the car.

The car is very new. It was a black warrior when we first met. It is comfortable and handsome to drive. It will be ugly, like a phoenix reduced to a chicken.

Chen Yang sighed remorsefully: "You talk to the owner of the car."

Chao Jian leaned on the crutches with one hand, and held the Artemisia Baba made by Grandma Chen in the other: "What are you talking about?"

"The paint is scratched off, it's quite deep, simple polishing won't work, I have to do it again."

Chen Yang pressed the center of his eyebrows: "Please convey my apology for me, I will try my best to find a better shop, so that the car will be sent back as it was before."

Chao Jian: "No need."

Chen Yang couldn't believe his ears.

Chao Jian ate the pork belly in Artemisia Baba. It was marinated, fat but not greasy, and very tasty. He chewed it slowly and said, "Go and tell Grandma Chen that we want to take some of this away."

Chen Yang also likes to eat it, this kind of wormwood is not the same kind of wormwood that is sold in supermarkets.

According to Grandma Chen, around the Ching Ming Festival is the best time for Artemisia to grow.

Mince the kneading noodles, and the cakes are very fragrant.

Zhao Jian couldn't do the job of looking for the old man to ask for Artemisia Baba, so Chen Yang had to do it.

Chen Yang walked into the house, he was thinking about the scratches on the car, and before taking three or five steps, he stepped back in front of Chao Jian: "Do you really need me to paint the car?"

"Ah."

Chen Yang asked, "What about washing the car?"

Chao Jian ate the last piece of Artemisia Baba: "Just drive back and throw it downstairs, someone will come and take it away."

Chen Yang: "...OK."

Grandma Chen went to the vegetable garden early in the morning to pick a lot of vegetables, packed several bags, and put them all in the trunk.

If the herbal medicine is not easy to stuff, put it in the back seat of the car.

Grandma Chen also carried a bucket into the car, with a layer of green vegetables under it, with native eggs on top, and another layer of green vegetables.

Most of the eggs were saved, and a small part was bought by Grandpa Chen at other people's houses in the morning.

When Chen Yang came, there was only a backpack in the car, and when he returned, it was full of the kindness of the old man.

Chen Yang got into the car, glanced at the yard through the blurry car glass from the corner of his eye, and then looked at the room where he slept with Chao Jian last night.

There is a pomegranate tree outside the window.

When the branches and leaves are blown and swept by the wind, it looks like there is a person standing there.

Chen Yang lowered the car window and shouted against the drizzle: "Grandpa and grandma, if there is anything at home, you can call me."

"anytime!"

The two old men waved and nodded, the car drove out of the village, and they were still watching under the eaves.

Chen Yang turned the steering wheel with the palm of his hand, with his fingers pointing upwards, he drove with his breath held, and he didn't speak until the car was out of danger of falling into the ditch.

"I don't know what my grandparents would be like if they were alive."

Chao Jian leaned her elbows against the car door, closed her eyes and said casually, "Your body is bent, your hair is hoarfrost, and your face is full of wrinkles."

Twelve words ended the topic.

Chen Yang's sadness dissipated because of this, he just expressed his feelings for a while.

The area occupied by the family in his life is very uneven.

If the total score of family affection is ten, the four old people are zero, the parents are about 2, and the younger sister is full score.

It depends on the thickness of the associated memory.

There was a long breathing sound from the passenger seat. Chen Yang turned his head and saw that the boy was asleep. He drove the car steadily and drove slowly towards the hospital.

Chen Yang located a county hospital here, and the car arrived at the destination very quickly. He wanted to go there by himself, but he didn't expect the boy to wake up as soon as the car stopped.

"Just wait for me in the car." Chen Yang said.

Chao Jian unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. Seeing this, Chen Yang had no choice but to let him follow.

The flipped fingernails will bring visual shock. Chen Yang flipped three and a half at a time. Once he entered the hospital, the four fingers became the focus.

There are sympathetic ones and there are disgusting ones.

Chen Yang queued up to register, and looked for Chao Jian with his medical records, and found that there was an oxygen beauty beside him.

People in the hall looked sideways frequently, and the good-looking people stood together, not to mention how pleasing to the eye, even if it wasn't from their own house, just a few glances would make them feel happy.

Chen Yang thought to himself, it was very pleasing to the eye, when he approached, the beauty just started to strike up a conversation with her.

"Handsome guy, which subject do you want to pass?"

"You can ask over there."

"Are you alone? You look like this. Why didn't your family come with you?"

The beauty is young, with maternal love in her eyes.

Glancing at Jane's hand on her crutch, there was undisguised resistance and coldness in her eyes.

The beauty took her hand away in embarrassment, and she stood up slowly, with a skeptical look of "I was rejected".

"First floor or second floor?"

The beauty immediately sat back when she heard the voice, with a pure smile on her face: "Registration? Usually..."

A male voice came from the side: "It's on the first floor."

The beauty heard the reputation and looked, it was a thin and tall man, she went to see the boy again, it turned out that someone was accompanying him.

Brother?It doesn't look like it.

That is friends.

And when they stood together, the beauty felt the atmosphere of being unable to insert a third party.

Ganqing is missing a word, not a friend, but a boyfriend.

The beauty was swayed by the truth, she saw the tall and thin man's fingers suddenly, she was terrified, mother's love came out again.

This is too miserable, so pitiful.

So it wasn't he who accompanied the boy to see the legs, but the boy who accompanied him to see the hands.

Chen Yang received the beauty's envy and blessing, he didn't understand, so he asked, "What's going on?"

Chao Jian: "Don't worry about it."

Chen Yang took him to the consulting room, and said with emotion: "It's hard for workers like us to have an emotional life."

It's gone if you say nothing, you can't be responsible for yourself, let alone others.

Chao Jian stopped: "Do you want to fall in love?"

Before Chen Yang could speak, he said again: "Still getting married?"

Chen Yang said, "I didn't even think about it."

Chao Jian looked down at him, and said for a while, "You can think about it, find the same kind."

"Forget it, it's unrealistic, life is not guaranteed, how can I have the heart to talk about love." Chen Yang smiled, "Besides, if I find a missionary wife, then she must eat and live with me, and be my partner .”

"Now that we're together, we've cultivated a tacit understanding. I never thought about reorganizing the team. If we add people, three people..."

Leaning on crutches towards Jane.

The sound of the crutches hitting the ground was cold and deep, revealing the violent mood of the young man, like hail on a sunny day, coming without warning.

Chen Yang swallowed back the words he hadn't finished speaking, he pinched the medical record in confusion, his injured finger twitched.

Hold.

Chen Yang cursed.

After pulling out the nails, Chen Yang didn't think about anything else. His identity number, rehabilitation center, tasks, life, plans, future, etc., all died under the four nails.

Chen Yang spread out on the chair, the middle finger of his left hand was wrapped in gauze, and the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand were wrapped in a layer.

He tilted his head back, leaning the back of his head against the back of the chair, his eyes were closed, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Chao Jian sat aside and looked at her left leg, without saying a word.

"Ah-"

Chen Yang leaned forward and sneezed loudly: "I'm fine, let's go."

Chao Jian spoke to him at the same time: "Go back to training."

"what?"

Chen Yang came to his senses after asking, and said happily, "Okay, I'll make a plan for you."

"From standing up with both feet on the ground, to standing for half a minute, 1 minute, 2 minutes... until we stand firmly, we will walk again."

Chen Yang patted the boy's arm: "Let me tell you something, see if you can listen to it."

"Your legs are unable to walk due to psychological reasons. Why don't you try to find the person or thing that caused all this. As the saying goes, you have to tie the bell to untie it."

Chao Jian didn't pick up this topic, but said: "Start from tomorrow."

Chen Yang nodded: "OK."

It seems that he heard it, but he didn't listen.

Chen Yang glanced at the young man's left leg calmly, he didn't want to walk, he didn't dare to walk, and he couldn't walk, these three seemed similar, but in fact there was a big difference.

To find the cause, in order to prescribe the right medicine.

But the young man obviously wouldn't say that Chen Yang had been stimulated and had psychological shadows, so he could somewhat understand the other party's escape. those memories.

Every scene smells like blood.

The return trip went smoothly, Chen Yang and Chao Jian ate lunch on the road, and lay down when they returned to Sanlian Bridge.

The two of them took a nap on the big bed and got up to deliver herbs to the neighbors.

Neighbors responded with enthusiasm.

Chen Yang had to stay at a neighbor's house for a while before going to the next one, and then it was a new round of me asking you and answering, and you asking me to answer.

Talking too much, lack of oxygen, when Chen Yang arrived at the bungalow, his voice was hoarse.

Chatting is not an easy job.

Chen Yang went to Uncle Wu's house with the last bag in his hand. The door was open, and there was no one in the courtyard. He stood at the door and yelled a few times.

"Here we come!" Uncle Wu's voice came from the back room.

Then nothing happened.

It took Chen Yang a while to see the person, he was surprised: "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

One of Uncle Wu's trouser legs was wet, and he limped when he walked.

"I fell." Uncle Wu rubbed his waist, looked at the young man next to Chen Yang, "This is?"

Chen Yang introduced: "His name is Chao Jian, and he lives in your area."

Uncle Wu stopped rubbing his waist. He remembered the last time he asked this area if there were any people with the surname Chao, and if there were any boys who were more handsome than celebrities.

What I brought here today is just right.

Was it just asking about this child early on?The relationship between the two looks good.

"Really from us?" Uncle Wu asked suspiciously.

Chen Yang coughed: "Really, he did live here when he was a child, but he didn't go out much, and then he went abroad and only came back recently."

Uncle Wu said, "Well, that's no wonder."

"The face is tight." He looked at the boy brightly. He looks good, well dressed, and has a good temperament, but his legs are not good.

He is very clear about the single-storey households in this area. Children are grown up according to adults, and he has never seen a silhouette that can match this boy.

Chao Jian didn't care about Uncle Wu's gaze, he just stood there with his usual expression.

Uncle Wu asked, "Which family?"

Chao Jane was silent.

Seeing Uncle Wu looking over, Chen Yang waved his hands foolishly: "It's over there."

Draw a circle around the range.

Uncle Wu took a symbolic look: "Oh... oh oh."

Chen Yang gave the herbs to Uncle Wu and told him about how much to grab each time he soaked his feet.

"This is good." Uncle Wu said a series of repeated sounds, "This is good, this is good. Your aunt has eczema on her back. It's an old problem, and it never gets better. Maybe soaking it for a while will have an effect."

Chen Yang said: "We still need to exercise more."

"It's difficult." Uncle Wu sighed, "I understand the truth, and there are a lot of sub-healthy people."

"Your aunt is just like those children. Her back hurts today, and she vowed to exercise tomorrow, and she will be as lazy as usual tomorrow."

Chen Yang twitched: "Uncle, I'll go back first."

"Hey." Uncle Wu watched Chen Yang and the young man leave the yard. He was about to close the gate when he suddenly remembered something and rushed out in a few strides: "Wait! Early! Wait!"

Uncle Wu called Chen Yang to stop, and slapped his forehead angrily: "Look at my memory, I can forget such a big thing."

Chen Yang asked what was the matter.

"You are here, I'll come right over." Uncle Wu hurried back.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the alley is neither bright nor dark, and the light is very mild.

Chen Yang looked at the moss at the foot of the wall, raised his foot and rubbed it.

This action is full of childish fun.

"Early."

A boy's voice sounded in the silence, Chen Yang put down his leg against the wall: "Xiao Ming."

Looking at Jane for a while, deep syllables came out from the depths of his throat, each word stopped: "Chen, Zao, Zao."

Chen Yang: "..."

With such a pause method, the name has a formal feeling, like some kind of omen, and has a very strong sense of ceremony.

Turning his face towards Jian to look at the entrance of the alley, his eyes are half down: "Three words are better than two words."

Chen Yang didn't care: "It's up to you."

"Early."

Chen Yang: "... Ang."

Not long after, Uncle Wu ran out from the courtyard with something alive in his arms.

It was Wu Yu's dog.

Chen Yang recognized it at a glance, but the dog didn't look at him without blinking like before, but closed its eyes tightly, like a dog doll.

"Early morning, Xiaoyu left this little one at home and asked me to deliver it to you." Uncle Wu said.

Chen Yang couldn't hide his shock: "Give it to me? Did you make a mistake?"

"How can this be wrong? Xiaoyu's original words are that before she comes back, the dog will let you go." Uncle Wu sent the dog to Chen Yang, "It's not like other dogs. It’s easy to send away whatever you sprinkle, hold it and have a look.”

Chen Yang stretched out his gauze hand, and then retracted it. He couldn't adapt to this direction in a short time.

Just now, Uncle Wu said that he would let it go, but now he stuffed the dog into Chen Yang's arms in a posture like throwing a hot potato.

Chen Yang supported the dog stiffly: "Did Wu Yu say anything?"

"No, just let me give you the dog." Uncle Wu muttered, "Didn't she tell you? Logically speaking, she should say hello."

Chen Yang comforted: "Maybe I forgot."

When Uncle Wu heard what he said, his uneasiness dissipated a lot.

Chen Yang felt that the dog in his arms didn't weigh much, and it seemed that it was just Mao Duo: "Then when did she leave?"

"Morning." Uncle Wu said, "This dog is silent, so I forgot about it."

"If you hadn't come to see me and bring me herbs, I don't know when I would remember it." He sighed, the crying child has milk to eat, and the pets at home are also the same. No idea, that would definitely be ignored.

Chen Yang asked: "Did Wu Yu say when he will come back?"

Uncle Wu shook his head: "No."

"Let's go on a business trip. You can't take the dog with you." He touched the puppy's head in Chen Yang's arm, "Morning, please help take care of it, ah!"

Chen Yang had a bad feeling in his heart, he knew very well how much Wu Yu valued 03.

Where did Wu Yu go and what did she go to do, can't bring the dog with her?

Chen Yang didn't quite understand why Wu Yu chose him to take care of this dog temporarily.

Tuo Gu general.

Before leaving, Chen Yang asked the dog what to eat?

Only then did Uncle Wu remember that Wu Yu still told him: "When the little one wakes up, feed him some bread soaked in milk, and he won't eat anything else."

Milk bubble bread?Well, I don't have either at home.Chen Yang had no choice but to carry the dog to the supermarket near the neighborhood.

The boy beside him was even colder than before.

"It's called 03." Chen Yang showed Chao Jian the dog, "It's okay."

Chao Jian didn't even give her a look.

Chen Yang leaned his head and smelled the dog hair, but there was no smell, so he stroked it, picked it up to have a look, and it didn't fall off.

This dog is easy to keep.

After returning from the supermarket, Chen Yang put the dog on the sofa and bent down to observe.

The dog has been sleeping and shows no signs of waking up.

"Are you sick?" Chen Yang thought strangely, he hadn't met Wu Yu for two weeks, and naturally he hadn't seen this dog either.Last time it was at the gym equipment.

There was a whistling sound, Chen Yang pointed to the sleeping puppy, and said to the boy who opened the bread, "That's for it to eat."

Take a bite of the bread towards Jane.

Three words popped out of Chen Yang's mind, eat alone.

He looked at the docile dog, at the dangerous bomber eating bread, and made a decisive choice not to say more.

Forget it, wait until the dog wakes up and worry about its food.

Chen Yang called Wu Yu, but he was not in the service area as expected, so he put the phone aside and picked it up to check Weibo for news.

Qingcheng is fine.

Chen Yang flipped through WeChat, he had only four friends, Zhang Qi, Xiang Dong, Wu Yu, and Sun Wenjun.

The last one was blocked, and it has not been added back yet.

Chen Yang suddenly said, "Chao Jian, should we add a WeChat account?"

Chao Jian handed him the phone.

So Chen Yang single-handedly arranged their friendship.

From sending WeChat to Chaojian's mobile phone to accepting friend requests, he did it all by himself.

"The note is the name." Chen Yang poked the keyboard with a finger.

Zhao Jian took the bread in her mouth and stretched out her long arms: "Give it to me."

Chen Yang handed over the phone, and he stretched out his head to glance at his eyes, his expression was indescribable.

Chao Jian's note to him was one word.

【morning】

Chen Yang dragged his chat history on WeChat. He replied to Zhang Qi yesterday, saying that he planned to stay at home for the second half of the year and look for a job next year.

Zhang Qi chattered for a while, asking him to fix a time to speak.

There may be vacancies in the rehabilitation center next year.

Chen Yang didn't hold out any hope. How could there be a vacancy in the rehabilitation center whenever he wanted to find a job.

Having an extra dog at home has no effect at all, just like an ornament, you can move it anywhere.

Chen Yang looked at it more than ten times in one afternoon, and each time he touched it from head to tail, then scratched its belly and pinched its chin.

Chao Jian's attitude was completely opposite to his, and she didn't look at it once.

At night, Chen Yang wanted to order takeaway, but Chao Jian disagreed, saying it was unpalatable.

The two looked at each other for a while before entering the kitchen together.

Chao Jian is responsible for the part that needs to touch the water, he is also responsible for cutting the vegetables, and Chen Yang is responsible for the rest.

The technical content is high, and novices can't do it.

Chen Yang stir-fried vegetables with his left hand, with his middle finger raised high. From time to time, he directed Chao Jian to take a plate, pour some light soy sauce, and sprinkle some pepper.

The range hood was turned on to the maximum setting, whistling, and the smell of food in the kitchen was still strong.

"Don't boil the soup." Chen Yang felt lazy.

Zhao Jian pursed her lips: "I'll burn it."

"Then you come." Chen Yang handed over the main battlefield to him.

Chao Jian poured the boiling water from the kettle into the pot, and then took down half a bag of seaweed from the refrigerator.

Seaweed soup, yes, this is simple, just make it up as you like, Chen Yang thought on the side.

It took him 2 minutes to realize that he was thinking too much.

Master Chen couldn't help reminding: "The egg liquid should be poured and stirred at the same time."

Pour the egg liquid into the pot in circles towards the apprentice.

"I forgot to put the small shrimps." Chen Yang said, "There are also green onions on the cutting board."

"Don't talk."

Apprentice Chao was in a hurry, and the crutch "bang" swung the half-open cabinet door up.

Master Chen withdrew silently.

The dinner made by the master and apprentice is three dishes and one soup.

Fish stew is C.

Chen Yang's hand hurts, his appetite is not very good, he put down the spoon after eating casually, and watched Chao Jian eat.

I don't know if it was influenced by Grandma Chen, but Chen Yang actually felt a subtle sense of satisfaction in watching people eat like this.

"Chicken tenderloin can't be left for tomorrow, nor can stew," Chen Yang said.

Chao Jian silently emptied them one by one.

Except soup.

Chen Yang stretched out his head to see that there was still a lot left, and he drank the soup with the mentality that this was Chao Jian's first finished product and that he couldn't let the other party be too shocked.

After drinking it, I regretted it. Father's love is not used in this way.

The blow is still going to be hit.

Otherwise, how can we grow, how can we get up from where we fall?

"Your soup..."

Chen Yang organized his words, and the words of criticism were already on his lips. The young man looked over with a sullen face, giving him an illusion of nervousness and anticipation. He wiped his mouth and erased the criticism, and replaced it In two words: "Very good."

Chao Jian said coldly: "Yes."

"You go, I will take the table."

Chen Yang nodded, so there would be no more trouble if he couldn't get his hands wet.

The dog did not change positions once.

Chen Yang sat by the sofa and took a group of photos of it, most of which were close-ups.

A thrilling sound came from the kitchen, Chen Yang's butt subconsciously lifted up, and he controlled himself and sat back.

Some children can't do this and that can't be done. It's all because their parents are used to them. They don't give them a chance to grow up, and they blame them for being ignorant.

Chen Yang had just done a good job of psychological construction for himself, but it was overthrown the next moment.

Why do you follow this for yourself? He's not raising a son.

Chen Yang continued to take pictures, and went to organize the album after taking pictures. The pictures in the mission world were gone as soon as he came back, and they were automatically cleared.

Now there are not many photos in his mobile phone, almost all of them are photos of dogs.

Chen Yang flipped forward and saw the photo on the second page of the diary. On a whim, he took out a small notebook and pen from under the coffee table.

When Chao Jian finished his work and walked out of the kitchen, Chen Yang waved to him, and when he came over, he showed him the things in the notebook.

Four horizontal lines, two long and two short.

Chen Yang said in a curious tone: "I found this in a post bar about escape rooms. It's a difficult puzzle. When you look at this, what do you think of?"

Zhao Jian took out a tissue to wipe her hands: "Line."

Chen Yang: "..."

"anything else?"

Chao Jian used crutches to move the trash can to her feet, and threw the dirty paper towels in: "One to two."

Chen Yang: "..."

Chen Yang told Chao Jian to be serious.

Chao Jian sat down beside him: "Two horizontal lines of the same length, and two horizontal lines of the same length..."

Chen Yang took away a plate of milk chips on the coffee table, and tugged at Jane: "Graphics."

"What figure?" Chen Yang shook his hands, and a lot of milk flakes fell on Chao Jian.

Chao Jian picked up one and tore it apart: "Connect them."

Chen Yang held the pen between his index finger and middle finger, and carefully connected four lines.

Can't see what it is.

Chen Yang remembered that the third page of the diary contained eleven lines, all of the same length, he drew them vaguely with his hands according to this idea, and connected them to form a rectangle.

There are so many things in that shape.

Chen Yang bit the nib of his pen and thought, it doesn't necessarily mean looking at the graphics with a connection, it corresponds to looking for items.

Now it can only be said that it is better to have a direction than none, and to explore first, maybe by feeling and feeling, the thinking will be broadened.

The more you think about it, the more likely you are to find the right direction.

Chen Yang cared no less about the diary than the book, he wondered if he should find a time to meet that Xiangyue for a while.

But he didn't want to go to the rehabilitation center, for fear of meeting Sun Wenjun.

It would be best to meet outside.

The tip of the pen was pulled out of his mouth, Chen Yang looked at the boy dully.

"Is it dirty?" Chao Jane frowned in disgust.

Chen Yangxin said, it's really lenient.

That night, Chen Yang turned over and fell asleep on his stomach. The place where his face was pressed was cold, and it didn't feel like a quilt to the touch. He woke up immediately.

It was pitch black.

Chen Yang stretched his legs and touched something with his left hand, and found it was a tent.

"..."

"Chao Jian?" Chen Yang whispered in the darkness.

no respond.

This is a one person tent.

Chen Yang's heart sank, didn't Chao Jian come in together?He groped to open the tent, and the salty, wet and cold sea breeze hit his face.

Then there was the sound of waves hitting the rocks, and there was a crashing sound.

Chen Yang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, his sixth sense, good or bad.

Compared with going into the sea, what made him even more unacceptable was the absence of his partner.

The cotton plaid pajamas that Chen Yang was wearing, in order to avoid the obliteration of the direct failure of the task because he didn't have an ID number on him when he was assigned to take the task, he carried it with him and slept with him.

So now he only has an ID number all over him.

This time the business is even less than last time.

Chen Yang was shivering from the sea breeze. He was as irritable as he was cold. Just as he was going to go back to the tent and wait until dawn, there was a slight sound from the left.

Is it another tasker, or a ghost?

The sound was getting closer and closer, Chen Yang's heartbeat gradually stopped, he froze by the tent and did not act rashly.

"it's me."

A low voice sounded.

Chen Yang ran out suddenly, he ran so fast that he couldn't stop the car and bumped into the black shadow.

Chao Jian was knocked down on the beach, with a heavy object on her body, and a muffled groan escaped from his throat: "Why are you running? Don't ask me too much. Are you afraid it's a ghost?"

Chen Yang was out of breath: "At first I was worried that there would be ghosts pretending to be you, but later I felt that it was impossible and the difficulty was too great."

He avoided his injured finger and got up in the dark: "Where did you come from?"

"Next door next door next door." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang didn't care about cleaning up the fine sand on his clothes, he bent down and pulled Chao Jian up, and stood with her on the empty beach.

"We are the only ones on this mission? Or are we the first to arrive?"

Chao Jane suddenly turned her head.

After a few moments, a beam of light swept in that direction, accompanied by an exaggerated surprise.

"Wow!"

Chen Yang's eyelids twitched, it was Wen Qing who was walking towards them stepping on the sand.

Wen Qing stopped in front of Chen Yang and Chao Jian, held up her mobile phone to take photos of them, and pointed the light of the flashlight at herself. It was still the same ordinary face with thick bangs and evil smile.

"Handsome guy, Li Mao, I'm so glad to meet you again."

Chen Yang: "..."

Before Wen Qing started a heart-warming reminiscence, a figure appeared from one of the tents.

The man panicked and asked: "Please... what is this place?"

"Welcome to the beach." Wen Qing smiled.