soul seeker

The next night, Tang Yi, who took Yao Na to see a doctor, got home before Song Chen did. Seeing that Song Chen hadn't come back, he ordered takeaway and waited for him.

"How? What did the doctor say?"

"I said that I should have been stimulated by something, and I couldn't recover in a short time. The rest is just tepid nonsense, so I won't repeat it. The key is what do you plan to do next? It's impossible to keep her by your side. Right? You are so busy with work, and today is the same," Tang Yishi glanced at his watch, "I don't come home until 09:30, so it's impossible to take good care of her."

Song Chen tied the finished lunch box with a plastic bag and put it in the trash can, "Tell me, your tone should have helped me figure out a countermeasure, right?"

"What? My tone is so secondary? It's still the same hospital, let the aunt be hospitalized. The nurse is there 24 hours a day, and it's definitely a hundred times better than yours. She doesn't suffer and you don't feel embarrassed."

"What about the money? This kind of place must be very expensive, and it will last for a long time."

"I'm out. Anyway, you owe me 45 yuan. It doesn't matter if it's more. To be honest, I'm actually quite gloating, so we can't break contact?" Tang Yishi looked down at the tip of his shoe With a wry smile.

And Song Chen was busy with his own affairs there, without saying a word.

In the evening, the day's work was finally done. Song Chen leaned back on the chair and twisted his neck. When he was thinking about whether to go home and order takeaway or go back after eating, he received Tang Yishi and asked him to go to the hospital to see Yao Na. SMS.

"Did you ask me out a little too often recently?" Song Chen asked as he got in the car and fastened his seat belt, "Is this really good?"

"It's good or bad for me." Seeing that he was sitting still, Tang Yishi started the car and got out of the parking lot, "But you, do you often work overtime recently? Your complexion is so bad, you're even thinner than last time." As he spoke, he freed one hand to rest on his forehead, "Sure enough, he has a fever. No wonder his eyes are red."

"Well, it seems that I have been a little anemic recently." Song Chen raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, wrinkling his face.

"Hurry up and go to the hospital for an examination."

"Let's talk about it later," Song Chen put down his hands and lowered the back of the chair. "It's almost the end of the year, and the company is very busy, so we won't give you a fake. I'll sleep for a while, and call me when I arrive."

"Yes." Tang Yishi agreed while turning up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.

It was already 10:30 when I got home at night, Song Chen took the medicine and wanted to take a shower and go to bed as soon as possible.

In the bathroom, when he was applying shower gel, he felt something foreign in the crook of his left arm. He thought something was stuck on his arm, so he took the shower to wash it off.

After rinsing off the foam, he found nothing. He realized that it was not something outside the skin. He put the shower back and turned off the water. He pressed his thumb on the crook of his arm. There is a mung bean-sized thing under the skin of the bend, and it can move slightly under the skin if you try hard, so it is alive.

"Looks like I'm really going to the hospital..."

At noon, during the lunch break, Song Chen left the office building and wanted to go to the ramen shop opposite to have dinner, but Tang Yishi suddenly appeared and dragged him into the car.

"Why did you come running without saying a word?"

"Anyway, it's useless to make an appointment, what do you mean?" Tang Yi frowned and complained bitterly, "I haven't responded to text messages or answered calls. It's been almost a month. Are you afraid that I will buy your mother? Bar?"

"You're not a human trafficker." Song Chen, who was stuffed into the car, adjusted his sitting posture, "What do you want from me? What's wrong with my mother?"

"No, she's fine, but I'm just mad at you for missing me. By the way, have you ever been to the hospital? Your complexion is getting worse and worse, and you're almost as thin as a monkey! If you're anemic, take medicine!"

"Don't yell," Song Chen frowned, "It's very noisy. If you know I'm a patient, you'll have a better attitude. I've been there, it's fine."

"Then why didn't you answer my phone?" Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, folded his arms and asked in a low voice.

"No reason. I'm hungry, take me to eat."

"Are you really welcome? What do you want to eat?"

In the dining room, Song Chen rested his mind with his chin resting on his chin and eyes closed.

"Are you really okay? Why don't you have any energy at all? Also," Tang Yishi looked at his turtleneck sweater, "Don't you like wearing turtlenecks?"

"Oh," Song Chen rubbed his neck, "It's cold." At this moment, the food that just happened to be ordered came up, "Hurry up and eat, there is still a lot of work in the afternoon."

Unexpectedly, Song Chen just took a bite, and immediately covered his mouth with a painful expression, and even couldn't hold the fork firmly, and dropped it on the table.

"what happened to you?"

"It's just a mouth ulcer." Song Chen said while taking the paper and spitting out what was in his mouth.

"Would mouth ulcers hurt and make your head sweat?" Tang Yishi stood up and pulled him up to go outside, "Go to the hospital."

I knew it would be like this so I wouldn't answer the phone.Song Chen looked at Tang Yishi's back, and wanted to shake off his hand that was clamping his arm, but not only did he not use any strength, but his whole body suddenly went limp, and his eyes went dark.

When Song Chen woke up, he found himself lying in the hospital with a bottle on his arm.

He propped himself up and sat up, and after a while, Tang Yishi came in angrily, grabbed his collar and almost lifted his whole body, but this emotion didn't develop, Tang Yishi just disappeared for a moment. calmed down.

He saw the sore on Song Chen's neck.

He sat on the chair next to the bed, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his head and asked, "When did you find out?"

"Whenever I don't answer your call is when."

"Do you think it's fun to be angry with me, or is it fun to torture yourself? What do you want to do if you don't receive treatment or be hospitalized? Do you want to die?" Tang Yi raised his head and looked at Song Chen, his eyes seemed to be extremely angry, but filled with anger. full of tears.

"Don't say that, I'm also human, and I'm also afraid of death." Song Chen's left hand squeezed the arm that was in the bottle, "I went to find out after the confirmation, you are a medical student, you should know better than me, lymphoma It means," Song Chen looked around the ward, "stepping here is equivalent to stepping into a cell sentenced to death. It's not that I don't give treatment, I'm just shortening my time in prison. My mother may really rely on You raised it."

"It's a good idea," Tang Yishi lowered his head again, his voice trembling as if he was enduring something, "Don't forget that you still owe me so much money. After you die, won't it be empty debt? Don't die. .”

"If I could decide everything in this world, then the two of us would never meet."

Time passed in Tang Yishi's anticipation, but things didn't get any better.

Song Chen's illness became more and more serious, and by the end of the Spring Festival, it had reached the point of multiple metastases and organ failure.

morning.Tang Yi, who had been up for several days and nights, couldn't stand it any longer, so he lightly patted Song Chen on the shoulder to wake him up.

"I'll go back to sleep and come back tomorrow morning."

Song Chen turned his head and nodded with difficulty, breathing heavily, he said slowly: "Go and don't come here again."

Just as Tang Yishi was about to answer with a roar, he was interrupted by Song Chen's words: "I don't want to die in peace, don't make me feel uneasy."

Tang Yishi lowered his head and said nothing. After a while, he got up and left.

The next morning, Song Chen woke up in a daze, watching the hour hand on the clock move forward slowly, from six o'clock to seven o'clock.

He smiled happily, but the oxygen tube between his lips and nose made the smile look a bit strange.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene when he first picked up Tang Yishi's diary many years ago.

"Want...want to see that..."

In the tube building.

"What task?" Yingchen walked behind Wu Ci and tiptoed over Wu Ci's shoulder to look at the task paper.

"Dead of illness, in the hospital, let's go."

"Are you sure it's here? Is there no one?" Yingchen walked into Song Chen's ward and looked around.

"Then we have to look for it. Let's look around in the hospital first." Wu Ci finished searching in the corridor outside the ward, "You go to the upper floor first, and then go up after searching. I'll look for this floor and the floors below."

"Oh, that's not right!" Yingchen who ran a few steps stopped and turned around, "What should I do after I find it?"

"Hold on, let me know, and don't forget the roof."

"Oh..." Hold on?How to be stable?Although he didn't quite understand, Yingchen went to look for it anyway, because he knew that if he asked a few more words, this person would frown and get angry again.

"Still not, how about you? Did you find it?" At the entrance of the hospital hall, Yingchen trotted to Wu Ci who was already waiting there.

"You don't look like I found it."

"Then why don't you go to his house?"

With that said, the two of them walked out of the hospital.

"I don't think he should go back to his home. According to the report, he should have no reason to go back." Wu Ci stopped and thought for a while, "Go to his home and have a look."

"That's right. Could it be that he went back to take revenge or something?" Yingchen's expression changed, "He turned into an evil spirit again?"

"Who knows, maybe."

Song Chen's family, Wu Ci and Yingchen avoided everyone, searched up and down the yard, but still couldn't find it.

"Where did it go!" Yingchen complained impatiently, "What if I can't find it?"

"Notify the above that there is a soul thread. Although the soul thread is not always watching, it is okay to take a look when there are special circumstances."

""Take a look"? Is it like satellite positioning or something?" Yingchen became excited after hearing this, and drew a square with both hands.

"...It's not that kind of thing. It refers to looking at the scene Song Chen is seeing through the soul silk, and the location can be roughly determined through the scene."

"Oh... that's not right, why not use this trick when looking for Greedy Tail Spring and Evil Spirits?"

"This method can't be used unless you have to. This method can only be used once per soul silk. And no matter what Song Chen will not leave this city or this district in such a short period of time, but greedy tail Chun and the others are not sure, they might have left early after seeing the scene, and they didn’t just stay there.”

"Then what do we do now? You don't really want to go back and make a report?"

"Go around and look around."

When walking out of the yard, Wu Ci looked at Tang Yishi's house opposite and stopped.

"Hey," he grabbed Yingchen who was walking to the left, "go over there and have a look."

"Oh yes!"

"It's really here!" When Yingchen found Tang Yishi's room, he saw Song Chen's soul who seemed to be waiting for them.

After sending Song Chen off, Wu Ci closed the reincarnation gate, and he asked Yingchen to put back the diary that had just been placed at Song Chen's feet.

"Why do you insist on calling me when you are so close!" Yingchen yelled softly, pointing at the diary on the ground in front of Wu Ci.

"Because I'm the master." Wu Ci said with a blank face and walked out.

"Relying on the old and selling the old!" Yingchen muttered as he went to pick up the diary, and what caught his eyes was a sentence on the title page of the diary

He is Chang'an that I miss so much and can't go back to.