Death Spell

Chapter 124

On November 28th, at ten o'clock in the morning, there was sleet and the whole sky was foggy.

In the cemetery of S City, two tall figures stood in front of a tombstone.

Tang Qing leaned over and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone, looked at Wang Li's photo, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "I promise you, I will take good care of myself over there, and I will come back to see you every year, and then I will talk to you What have I done this year... If you are bored, you are always welcome in my dream."

Tang Song stood behind him holding a big black umbrella and looked at Tang Qing. She didn't expect that her sister had not only matured during this period, but also became more optimistic, as if she had taken those things aside.

Have you really read it?

"Sister, you have to take good care of yourself during my absence." Tang Qing turned around and held Tang Song's umbrella hand.

Tang Song raised his hand to cover his sister's cheek: "When you get there, remember to contact my sister at any time. You should call and send two emails at least once a week. If you are particularly busy, you should take the time to tell me. Do you understand?"

With a sunny smile on his face, Tang Qing gasped and responded, "Don't worry, sister. I have... grown up."

There were ripples in Tang Song's eyes. She never thought that Tang Qing would be so far away from her one day. She turned around and held Tang Qing's cold hand, and said, "Let's go. It's cold here, Wen Yao is still waiting for you outside."

"Hmm." Clenching his hands tightly, Tang Qing looked at his sister's back and asked, "Sister, why haven't you seen Sister Anya recently?"

"She's...very busy recently." Tang Song said, and said: "I have a lot of things today, so I won't take you to the airport."

"No, I'm already this old, let alone you are here, I can't bear to leave," Tang Qing said honestly.

Tang Song didn't say a word, but the strength in his hand tightened a little.

On the way to send Tang Qing to the airport, the car stopped under a building first. Tang Song looked at Tang Qing with reluctance: "Remember to tell me before the plane takes off."

Tang Qing leaned forward and hugged Tang Song tightly: "Sister, I will miss you, you must take good care of yourself."

Le Wenyao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, took off his sunglasses, looked at the two people reluctantly, and sighed: "Sister forensic doctor, we Ah Qing are going to study and study, not to fight in the battlefield, don't worry."

Tang Song: "I know."

"And you." Le Wenyao looked at Tang Qing, "Your sister will be taken care of by me, so don't worry about studying hard."

Tang Qing's eyes were red, he sniffled, and raised his eyebrows: "I'm not worried about this, after all, there are Sister Anya and Sister Wenyao, so I will take good care of myself and not let my sister worry."

"En." Tang Song pinched Tang Qing's face and replied with a smile.

The car door was opened by the driver, and the cold wind hit, Tang Song looked at the time, she knew she was delaying, so she missed the security check time.

Carrying a black handbag, she leaned over to look at Tang Qing after getting off the car, and smiled: "Remember, tell me when you get to the airport." Then she looked at Le Wenyao, "Be careful on Wenyao road."

"Well, I see, sister."

"Don't worry, let's go in quickly. It's sleet and cold today." Le Wenyao said and rolled up the window.

Tang Song stood there holding an umbrella, watching Le Wenyao's car leave until he couldn't see it.With shoulders straightened, he turned and walked into a building, and handed over the umbrella covered with snow to the security personnel at the door.

The elevator stopped on the 24th floor, the elevator door opened, and the front desk staff inside immediately stepped forward: "Ms. Tang, hello, Dr. Zhang has just returned to the office."

Tang Song said "thank you" and followed her all the way forward.

She came to Zhang Ning's clinic more than once, but every time she came here, Tang Song had an illusion that it was not like a psychological clinic at all, but more like a commercial office.

The front desk knocked on the door, and after a while, Zhang Ning's voice was heard, "Please come in."

The door was pushed open by the front desk, Tang Song looked at Zhang Ning's comfortable office, and enviously said: "Every time I come to your place, I feel that my office is too small."

Zhang Ning was dressed in business attire, with a ruddy complexion and a very good complexion.

"Then don't be a forensic doctor, come to me to be a psychiatrist? I will give you this office." Zhang Ning looked at the front desk and motioned her to wait, and asked Tang Song with a smile: "What do you want to drink, coffee or tea? I was on a business trip before, and I just bought good coffee beans, would you like a drink?"

"Please forgive me, I only studied criminal psychology." Tang Song responded with a slight hook on his mouth, first took off the windbreaker, folded it on the back of the chair, and then looked at the front desk: "Thank you, coffee."

The front desk staff got the answer and turned to make coffee.

"Ah Qing is flying to the United States today?" Zhang Ning sat back on the chair and asked again: "Then why don't you go to the plane?"

"I have to go back to work in the afternoon. I have too many things to do recently, and I can't arrange my time." Tang Song responded, and when he heard a knock on the door, it was the front desk who brought in two cups of coffee.

The coffee is really fragrant, and the room is filled with the smell of coffee immediately.

Seeing the front desk go out, Zhang Ning frowned: "Tell me, what should I say about you?"

"Huh?" Tang Song straightened his hair, stared blankly at the woman who turned so fast in front of him, and took a sip of coffee, "What do you want to say about me?"

"It sounds good, it's kind, and it sounds bad, it's stupid." Zhang Ning leaned forward slightly, with a distressed tone: "The Wu family treats you so well, why do you still care about them so stupidly?"

Tang Song immediately suppressed his expression: "Why, you mean... Wen Hao's mother has mental problems again?"

"I'm really looking forward to it." Zhang Ning said the truth, and sighed again, "But you also have to be mentally prepared, she is very schizophrenic, good and bad, and currently can only be suppressed by drugs, do you want to see it? "

Tang Song naturally knew that Zhang Ning was a knife-mouthed bean curd, so he felt sorry for her from the perspective of a friend, but from the perspective of a doctor, she was a serious and responsible psychologist.

"I just want to find out about the situation, and some related expenses for her here..."

Before Tang Song could finish speaking, Zhang Ning immediately interrupted him with a very serious tone: "I told you about Tang Song, you and I are not only classmates but also good friends for many years. If a good man, you and I both like him." , I will definitely not let you. But in terms of money, your burden is not small at present, and Ah Qing doesn’t use me, so don’t be polite to me here.”

"But……"

"Don't worry about it, I'll take you to see her first." Zhang Ning didn't want to talk too much about this issue, so he drank the warm coffee in one gulp, got up and took Tang Song out of the office.

Tang and Song could only helplessly follow.

The two took the elevator, went down two floors, and came to the 22nd floor.

Along the way, Zhang Ning briefly told Tang Song about Wu Wanting's mental condition. Although it was not very bad, it was not too optimistic either.

"You mean, there is a problem with her memory?" Tang Song asked.

"However, this is the work of the Department of Psychiatry. As for psychological counseling, I will do my best. When it's almost time, I will find an expert to find a solution." Zhang Ning said while walking, and suddenly remembered a person and asked : "Um... has her son been discharged from the hospital?"

"Staying in Wenyao's private hospital for the time being, my body has almost recovered, but there may be gaps in many things, and I may need to face it slowly."

The two walked side by side and came to the deepest room in the corridor.

Zhang Ning pushed open the outer door, which was a small custody room. The nurse saw Zhang Ning greeted him, then turned and left.

Tang Song came to the glass window and looked at the figure inside through the window, frowning deeper and deeper.

The former actress, even if she has been out of acting for many years, her momentum is not inferior to the young Wu Wanting.Now unkempt, with blurred eyes looking at the ceiling, her smile is not the usual indifference, but full of innocence, shaking her head slightly, humming songs from the 70s and 80s.

"……This?"

Tang Song thought back to Wu Wanting who was rescued by Anya a month ago. Although she was still alive, she looked dumbfounded. She didn't expect that after a month of professional treatment, she was still the same.

"At the moment she is like this, she is not singing, but she keeps muttering, villain, villain, villain riding a villain..." When Zhang Ning explained, the phone rang suddenly. He took out the phone and just looked at the corner of her lips. The poop was raised slightly, and the fingers quickly tapped the screen. After putting away the phone, he looked at Tang Song: "I will let you know if there is any new progress. Let's go, I still have something to do."

Tang Song frowned, looked at Wu Wanting a few more times, and then nodded in response.

The two walked out of the room one after the other. Tang and Song didn't miss Zhang Ning's expression when he received the message just now, and there was sweetness hidden in that smile.

"It's rare that you have a new goal and are not in a hurry to introduce it to me."

Zhang Ning did not expect that Tang Song would gossip about her, and a happy smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What, I am very serious this time, and I don't intend to wait for you to finish all this mess, and then introduce it carefully and seriously. Let me know you!"

"Did I hear you right?" Tang Song smiled and looked carefully at Zhang Ning, who was different from the past: "You want to seriously introduce him to me? Then I really started to be a little curious about him. Who on earth has this charm?" , I can accept this scourge of yours."

"You can't say that. In today's society, women who are economically independent and good-looking are not wrong to hang around handsome men! Who stipulates that women must be traditional, and who stipulates that women must marry when they reach the age? Who doesn't want to marry? If it's not suitable, it's reasonable to satisfy each other..." Zhang Ning talked about her philosophy of life all the way.

"Could it be possible that a man can have several women, but we women can't have several men? Besides...you know my personality, how much I can't do without a man's strong muscles." Zhang Ning spoke confidently After finishing speaking, he glanced at Tang Song, with a look that you still don't understand, it was written on his face without any concealment, and Tang Song gave him a cold look.

"But this time is different, he is very gentle, thin and tall, but..." Zhang Ning leaned over and whispered in Tang Song's ear.

After listening to Zhang Ning's whisper, Tang Song pursed his lips, frowned and looked at this dishonest woman.

Zhang Ning knew that Tang Song was shy, first he showed a triumphant smile, then frowned and said in puzzlement: "Tang Song... You really have a habit that you haven't changed for many years. I told you this in high school. I can understand your reaction. I understand, now...you can't be promising? Why do you always react like this every time I talk to you about this topic? I always have the illusion that the young woman is molesting the young girl. "

Tang Song: "..."

"Okay, okay, this is not a matter of a day or two. You go back to the office with me first, he has already arrived downstairs."

Zhang Ning ignored Tang Song's reaction, and pulled her directly, and quickly went to the elevator to return to the office. He changed his clothes as quickly as possible, took out the mirror before going out, tidied his clothes, and reapplied his lipstick.

Regarding Zhang Ning's reaction, Tang Song began to wonder what the man downstairs looked like.After knowing her for so many years, it was the first time I saw Zhang Ning attach so much importance to dating a man.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Zhang Ning walking out of the building with small steps in [-]cm high heels.

Tang Song held up his umbrella and followed behind. He saw a very retro car parked at the entrance of the building. Looking at the appearance of this car, it was hard to believe that it would be a taste that a young man would like.

Could it be a gentle middle-aged man?

But thinking about what she knew about Zhang Ning, how could she like middle-aged men?

Such speculation was completely shattered after the man came out.

Compared with the muscular handsome guys in the gym before, this man in front of him can be described as elegant.

Just looking at the appearance, it is really good.

In front of him, Zhang Ning was as happy as a little girl.

Zhang Ning saw Tang Song approaching, with a happy smile on his lips, "Tang Song, this is my boyfriend Crow, isn't his name very distinctive?" He turned to introduce to Crow, "This is my childhood friend. My friend, Tang Song, the name is not bad, right?"

The crow turned to look at Tang Song, and the gentleman nodded lightly: "Hello, I often hear Aning mention you."

Tang Song responded politely: "Hello, I think she must have said nothing nice about me."

The crow's dark eyes stared at Tang Song, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly: "No, all she said were good things about you."

"Okay, okay, let's stop standing around stupidly. Tang Song is going back to work, so we'll drop by the way. Let's see her off first, and then go to the movies." Zhang Ning suggested, pulling Tang Song to stand by the rear door, and The car door opened: "Get in the car, I don't want you to say that I have the opposite sex and have no humanity."

Tang Song glanced at Zhang Ning helplessly, nodded to the crow, and got into the car.

The car was very quiet. Because Zhang Ning came out early, he kept looking at his phone to reply to emails, and sent messages to his assistant to deal with later matters.

Tang Song received the information that Tang Qing had arrived at the airport, and turned his head to stare at the sky outside the window, a little lost in thought.

Crow was driving the car, his brows were sullen, and through the rearview mirror, he had a panoramic view of Tang and Song's profile.

The car stopped in front of the Judiciary Building. After Tang Song thanked him, he opened the door and got out of the car. There was still sleet outside, and the air was a little damp and cool.

As soon as he closed the car door and turned around, everything around him became still. The door of the driver's seat was opened by the crow. With black leather shoes and a cane, he came to Tang Song step by step.

Looking carefully at Tang Song's expressionless face, he took off his black gloves, and wanted to brush Tang Song's side face with the back of his hand, but it seemed to be bounced away by a force.

The crow knew that this was the barrier Anya set up around Tang and Song Dynasty, only targeting zombies other than her and Sang Xie, instead of being angry, she smiled: "Do you know? The thing I don't like to do is to hurt you. But you guys It annoyed the Lord, those children were carefully selected by us, and now they are all gone, so how can we not put some pressure on them?"

The crow took out a gold needle from her body, and placed it less than one centimeter between Tang and Song's skin, starting from the forehead and going down, along the bridge of the nose to the lips, chin, and went around her neck before stopping.

He put away the golden needle, raised his hand, and lightly stroked Tang Song's cheek with the back of his hand, a dark green flashed in his eyes, "After this life, Anya will disappear completely, and you will belong to me."

……

Accompanied by the rain, snowflakes dripped on Tang Song's cheeks, a little cold.Tang Song paused for a moment, glanced at the car that the crow drove away, held up the umbrella and turned back to the judicial building.

Behind the sycamore tree across the street from the Judiciary Building, a figure walked out, staring straight at Tang Song's back, frowning slightly.