very hungry

, Just like the scene when rich people throw meat patties to make meatballs.

The person in front of him was Liu Ming, and Yang Jian opened his mouth but couldn't speak, so he directly reached out to take the sugar water pot.

He was so hungry that he couldn't even drink the sugar water. When he took the first mouthful, he felt nauseated for a while, coughed and choked into the air pipe, and then coughed like a cannonball, his face was flushed, and tears came out.

It took Yang Jian a while to come along, and asked after eating, "How did you find me?"

Material Ming helped him break the bread into small pieces, and threw it into the water to soak until soft.He knew that Liugou was not short-hearted. When he met him on the first day, he drove him around the ring road. It is estimated that he had silently recorded the route and surrounding environment at that time.

"I think once you break free and run on the road, if you don't have the strength to go back, you will definitely wait for me at a familiar place."

Yang Jian ate without speaking.

After he finished eating all the food that Liao Ming brought out, he asked, "How is the hospital?"

Lian Ming said lightly: "It's nothing, it was just attacked last night. There are undercover agents in the hospital, and they know the route of the tunnel. But our security system has been updated, and the route of the tunnel has changed now."

Yang Jian asked: "Who is the undercover agent, have you been caught?"

"Not sure yet. Maybe it's 519 who escaped." Liao Ming shrugged and said indifferently, "They took him away together."

"Aren't you worried that it's me?"

Lian Ming smiled, took out a Nokia from his pocket and handed it to him, told him to sit down, and stepped on the accelerator.

"Are you free recently?" Yang Jian asked suddenly while stroking the lost and returned Nokia while the vehicle was driving.

"..." Liu Ming glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and decided to temporarily forget the follow-up investigation work ordered by Zhu Xing, "I'm free, what's the matter?"

"I'm homesick," Yang Jian said, "Would you like to go back with me?"

The author has something to say: Isn't this chapter difficult to understand?I'm a little worried that I didn't write clearly

In the next chapter, the secret of the six dogs will be revealed (￣3￣)

P a S knock editor was rejected 3 times, thank you little angel for your support, otherwise my heart is a little bit unbearable

☆、The Secret of Six Dogs

Yang Jian's hometown is Xiawei Village, County X. When they arrived in County X, it was already the evening of the second day.

Unexpectedly, County X is not a remote village, but has the feeling of a thriving small city.

I don't know why Liugou is so poor.

Yang Jian led the way for Liu Ming while explaining, "Let's go to my uncle's house."

Gu Ming saw some small buildings with western style along the way, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "Didn't we go to your Xiawei Village?"

"My uncle bought a house in the county and moved here."

Material Ming nodded and lamented the rapid economic progress: "Very good, very good."

Yang Jian was very familiar with this place, and he quickly found his uncle's new home by turning east and west. It was in a small residential area, and the environment was quite elegant.

Liu Ming followed Yang Jian, for some reason, he felt nervous about seeing his parents, even more nervous than being summoned by the angry Zhu Xing.

Yang Jian rang the doorbell, the door opened, and a middle-aged man appeared behind the door: "Are you back?"

His appearance is not very vicissitudes, but he looks a little old due to the problem of baldness.

Gu Ming thought, this should be Liugou and his Uncle Zhang.

Yang Jian nodded, and handed over the fruits bought on the way: "Well, I'm back."

"Is this your friend?" Uncle Zhang took the fruit and asked enthusiastically, "The one mentioned in the text message?"

"Ah."

"Come in quickly, come in quickly," Uncle Zhang ushered them in, "The food is almost cold."

This is a warm three-bedroom apartment, which is quite elegantly furnished. Several asparagus plants are planted in square pots next to the TV, and calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall. It looks very elegant, not like an old farmer's house.

Yang Jian looked around the house after entering the door: "Where are they?"

"I knew you were coming back, so I drove her and the child back to her mother's house for the time being." Uncle Zhang said, "I'll call Dad out."

Liu Ming couldn't figure out their complicated relationship, so he just sat on the side without interrupting, watching a little dark old man walking out of the bedroom with a cane, shouting as he walked: "Liugou is back? ... Let me see look……"

Uncle Zhang shook his head at Yang Jian, sighed and said in a low voice, "Alzheimer's disease is worse than before, but I still remember you."

Yang Jian quickly went up to meet him, the old man touched his face, and suddenly smiled: "Liu Gou is back, Liu Gou is back..."

"Well," Yang Jian choked up for some reason, "...I'm back."

The dinner table.

The rice bowl used by Yang Jian was a large pot of soup, which was not out of harmony when placed on the seat.The dishes on the table were all meat dishes, and there was a small earthen pot for stewing meat in the middle, the bottom of which was burnt black.

Uncle Zhang stood up and lifted the lid of the earthenware pot, steaming steam came out. He took a large spoonful and poured it into Yang Jian's big rice bowl: "Liugou, you haven't eaten for a long time, right?" he said. Put some more on the side of the material, "Try it quickly, our family's ancestral stew!"

The old man with dementia poured himself a small cup of Erguotou, and said like a child, "Try it, try it!"

The stewed meat that Yang Jian left home back then was fatter and thinner. First, it was cheap, and second, fatty meat was more satisfying than lean meat. When he bit it down, the hot lard melted in his mouth. It fits on the soft and elastic meat, and then flows into the esophagus. The kind of sweet and plump meat can make people linger for a month or two.

Now this pot of stew is mostly lean meat.

Yang Jian picked up a palm-thick piece of meat in his basin, and tore a mouthful along the fibers of the shredded meat. The lean meat was stewed elastically, exuding a wild meat aroma, and the thick sauce There is still a faint scent of peppercorns and wild hawthorn.

In his memory, from the very beginning, Uncle Zhang liked to put these two things in stewed meat. This is probably the bad habit he got from eating dead pork when he was a child. It tastes like lime, but if you blanch it with boiling water several times beforehand, skim off the blood foam, add some prickly ash that can invigorate the flavor, and add some wild hawthorn to enhance the flavor, it will still be the supreme delicacy only available during the festival.

The dinner table was quiet, only the sound of the family cooking silently.Liu Ming felt something unusual in this strange silence, he raised his head to look at Yang Jian from time to time, and couldn't help but suspect that a teardrop might fall from his eyes at any time.

Yang Jian added one pot after another, and Uncle Zhang kept feeding him and the old man.The old man was occasionally laughing to himself while drinking alone.

Sitting down in the living room after dinner, the three men of the family chatted in dialect together. Mingming didn't know if he could understand, but he didn't listen.He stood on the balcony looking at the clear high sky outside, and the clouds were scattered around the warm full moon like a curtain.

It is also very good to be able to reunite during the full moon.

After taking a bath, Ming Ming was arranged to enter the same bedroom as Yang Jian.He didn't understand what Uncle Zhang was saying at first, but Yang Jian kept waving his hands saying that he would not enter the master bedroom, so he entered the same room with him.

In the past, maybe he would have a stir in his heart, but he didn't feel any excitement tonight.

He felt that Yang Jian was immersed in an unspeakable sadness.

At night, I turned off the lights and lay on the bed, but I couldn't fall asleep.

He used to recognize the bed, but today there is one more person lying next to him, and if he sleeps, there will be a ghost.

Yang Jian obviously couldn't sleep either, and he was still looking at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

He can also see the ceiling with fascination, and Lian Ming just stared at him.Under the reflection of the moonlight, Liugou's eyeballs shone like glass balls.

He suddenly said, "Liu Yi...Liu Ming, do you know why I took you home?"

Material Ming replied: "I don't know."

Yang Jian said again: "Then do you remember, as I said, the day I left home was the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?"

"Remember." Liao Ming nodded in the dark, "You also said that when you ate your last meal at home, your uncle also stewed a pot of meat like today's for you."

"..." Yang Jian turned his eyes and looked at him frankly. He blinked slowly and said in a hoarse voice, "...the day I left home was the New Year's Eve in 1995 eight."

Gu Ming was silent.

"It's been 1995 years since I left home in 20. How time flies." Yang Jian paused and said without haste,

"Huwa is four years younger than me. He just went to college at the time. Now he is married and has children, and my nephew is in middle school. My uncle is almost seventy now. He is old and his head is a little confused. He Even Huwa doesn’t recognize her very well, she just remembers me, because I still have the same face as before.”

Yang Jian suddenly opened up the chatter box, and continued to say,

"I was born on the second day of the first lunar month in 1970. I just turned 25 years old when I left home. I remember clearly that I performed a program of 'Spicy Chicken Shredded' in the Spring Festival Gala that year. Since then, I have never It's changed again. I don't understand why, so I have been working in big cities, hoping to find a doctor who can help me. Because of my appearance, I have to change places every few years. I only go to the most developed big cities , because doctors in big cities may know better.

"I told you, I just came to S City for a month, right?"

Material Ming nodded.

Yang Jian turned his eyes to the sycamore leaves outside the window, and said calmly, "This is the third time I have returned to S City."

The sound of running cars can be heard from a distance outside the window, accompanied by the sparse meowing of cats, and you can also faintly see the flickering lights nearby.

For the past 20 years, Yang Jian has been working and "seeing a doctor" in big cities.However, facing the doctor, he could only report his symptoms of hunger. He knew that compared with hunger, his other "disease" was too bizarre and too tempting.Even Qin Shihuang, an emperor through the ages, was struggling to find a way to live forever, but he didn't want such a bumpy, helpless life.

The life of immortality is too long, and it is enough for him to grow old slowly like ordinary people.

He knew that the secret of his agelessness would definitely bring disaster, out of prudent considerations, he always guarded against others at the beginning, even if it was known, he did not dare to let him hypnotize casually.

But since he got him back at the side of the road, he finally felt he could be sure.

He really felt like he was dying of hunger that day.

When he fell down and leaned against the lamppost, a black vortex appeared in front of his eyes, as if it was going to suck him in. He had a strong feeling that it was death.

If Gu Ming came a little later, he would really become a corpse.Although he doesn't want to "live forever", he doesn't want to die either. Otherwise, he would have jumped into the river by himself a few years ago, and he would have done it all. It would have dragged on for so many years, and almost scared Uncle Zhang out of his mind. .

Fortunately, both Uncle Zhang and Huwa were able to accept this weird fact in the end, and have kept their mouths shut for so many years.He came back only once in a few years, and every time he came back, Huwa always found an excuse to drive his wife and children back to her natal home, saying that she wanted to make room for a friend who was staying overnight.

Yang Jian is especially grateful to Uncle Zhang and Huwa, this is already his only home.

This was the first time in 20 years that he was able to tell his secrets to people other than the two of them, and he relaxed and felt a burst of relief.

Luan Ming stared intently at Yang Jian who had finished the story, paused for a long time, then suddenly reached out and pulled the quilt over his forehead.

Before Yang Jian could say, "Are you crazy?", Liu Ming leaned over, pulled down a corner of the quilt to reveal Yang Jian's cheek, and quickly touched it.

Yang Jian immediately froze.

After a long time, he turned to Liu Ming who was still on top of him and asked, "Why are you kissing me?"

Lian Ming stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, lay back on his body, and replied nonchalantly: "Comfort you."

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Is the emotional scene sweet or not…………………………………………………………………………………………… I can’t say such things

This is [The Reversal of Six Dogs]. If anyone is willing to go back and read the foreshadowing of the first four chapters, thank you in advance!Also, it’s time for you to hold up your braised little hooves~ Let’s win the meeting-teacher (^o^)/~

☆, skinny

Although Yang Jian has been working as a casual worker with the minimum hourly wage all these years, he is not ignorant of the world.

He has learned a little English, and has met many foreigners in big cities. He knows that sometimes they even kiss and hug each other when they meet, and they are as shameless as monkeys.

Thinking about it this way, it didn't seem like a big deal for Liu Ming to kiss him on the cheek.

To him, Material Ming is still a child.

Yang Jian thought so, closed his eyes, rolled over and fell asleep.

When they left Huwa's house the next day and returned to S City, the two of them got along quite naturally.On the road, I came across someone selling deep-fried pancakes. You didn't need to look at them to know that Liu Gou couldn't move when he heard the sound of oil bursting.

The proprietress of the stall carefully scooped up a spoonful of shredded taro batter mixed with fresh scallions with a long-handled spoon, and fried it in an oil pan. After a while, the whole round bread fell off the spoon, showing When it came out in a perfect bowl, she picked it up to drain, then sprinkled it with a sprinkling of paprika while it was still hot.

Yang Jian stood there from beginning to end and watched her complete this superb culinary art in one go. He took out some small change left over after buying fruit from his trouser pocket, and swallowed.He turned his head and glanced at the materials that were waiting for him at the side, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

When he spent those twenty New Year's Eves alone outside, he did feel a little lonely; but when he was eating, he never felt lonely.But now, Material Ming has become someone he trusts, and he often gives him food. He feels that it is selfish for him to buy things by himself without giving them to him.

He hesitated for a long time before hesitantly asked Liu Ming: "Are you hungry? If not, eat one..."

...? !

How to answer this question? !

Even if he understood Liugou Hushi's mood, he thought for a long time before answering him: "I'm not hungry, and I don't want to eat, you can eat..."

When he said Yang Jian in this way, he felt relieved, those delicious fried pancakes were all his own.Resist the hot temperature, take a bite on the edge, and swallow the salty and glutinous interior under the crispy and fragrant shell, and you will be alive again!

Yang Jian just kept going back and forth and ate all the cakes.

Just as he was on his way, Liu Ming answered a phone call.

He originally thought it was Zhu Xing who called to remind him to die, but when he looked at the phone screen, he saw a clear word "Mom".

Yang Jian glanced here and saw the caller: "You didn't go home, your mother is looking for you?"

Liu Ming glanced at Yang Jian and shook his head. In fact, he didn't know why his mother would call him, so he took a deep breath and prepared to answer the phone: "Hello?"

A young male voice came from over there, and asked jokingly, "Xiao Ming, I heard that you were robbed in the hospital?"

Hearing the voice, Yang Jian asked curiously, "Why is your mother a male voice?" But Ming Ming didn't bother to explain, didn't answer, and immediately cut off the phone like catching a hot potato.

Yang Jian also reacted at this time: "Is there no problem if you don't listen?"

Lian Ming shook his head: "Waiters, please don't bother me." He paused and changed the subject, "I haven't mentioned your 'disease' to the director yet. It's my honor that you choose to trust me, but behind me is the I have to report your situation to my superiors, and I hope you will believe it as well."

Yang Jian nodded.

Lian Ming added with a self-deprecating tone: "Although I just got kicked out of the pavilion two days ago."

Yang Jian asked, "Will the hospital be unsafe in the future?"

"We have changed the tunnel route, but there is still no guarantee that everything will be fine in the future." Liao Ming explained, "The hospital used to be safe, but now it has become unsafe. Something must have happened. Maybe it was an undercover agent, or maybe that Lin Jingyun—he told you that he can see through other people's abilities, maybe he found someone who has the ability to walk through the maze?"

"..."

"Of course I doubt whether what he told you is true. I still insist that there are undercover agents. However, I can't tell you the extra words or the results of the investigation for the time being. The less you know about the extent of our search, the better. In short, the enemy is dark and we are clear, and everything must be careful."

Back to the hospital along the tunnel this time, Yang Jian found that the green safety door had been removed and replaced with a steel explosion-proof door.

Material Ming pressed his fingerprint to open the door, and two meters behind him was the same door.

"Two doors." He said lightly, "The director is bleeding heavily, and it's rare to approve such a large maintenance reimbursement bill."

When Yang Jian was working in a power plant, he had only seen this kind of explosion-proof door made of industrial steel plates around the coal furnace equipment, and he couldn't help being a little awed.

Lian Ming smiled at him, and opened the second door, and behind him was the old, green security door again.Although the door lock has been repaired, it still has irregular scars, and the metal rod is missing. It seems that the whole door is only slightly covered.

Yang Jian looked at it for a long time, and squeezed out a compliment: "The director is very frugal."

Li Ming laughed out loud: "These two explosion-proof doors can be opened with my fingerprints, but this green safety door can only be opened by me alive. If the director wants to remove it, I will be the first to open it." uprising."

He looked at Yang Jian's suspicious expression, and put his hand on the handle of the security door: "Would you like to try?"

Yang Jian stretched out his hand to pull it, but the unlocked door didn't move at all.With a little effort, the door opened.

"I see, this door recognizes you."

"Yes." Liu Ming touched the door proudly, "Because I have a system."

Liu Ming brought Yang Jian into the hospital, let him sit on the sofa for a while, then contacted Zhu Xing, briefed her about the situation, and then Zhu Xing showed up with the cat.

She is still wearing a one-size-up dress today, and she wears a pair of over-mature peach-colored flat shoes on her feet, which are also one size too big, and they follow her feet.Huamao was by her side, jumping onto the sofa and lying down on her own. She stared at Yang Jian for a long time, as if she was determined to penetrate his soul with her eyes, and then said: "It's not convenient here, go to the intensive care ward say."

Material Ming nodded to Yang Jian, and he got up to follow.

The flower cat was very smart, and immediately got up, and the three of them and one cat walked towards the stairwell.

Xiao Liu opened the door and looked at them a little surprised when he heard the movement, and called out, "Hey, Yang Jian, are you back?"

Yang Jian didn't know how to respond, so she just nodded.

Xiao Liu looked at them curiously: "Where are you going?"

Before Yang Jian could speak, Zhu Xing turned around and responded with a smile: "None of your business."

Xiao Liu was a little stunned: "Huh?"

Zhu Xing snorted disdainfully and continued to walk up the stairs. Liu Ming said "don't mind" to Xiao Liu, and then dragged the stunned Yang Jian away.

Turning up the stairs and going up to the third floor, Zhu Xing opened a door, and in front of him was a clean and bright corridor with several rooms on both sides, just like a hotel.At the end is a small living room.

Zhu Xing let them in before closing the door carefully.

"This is the heavy prison ward." She bent down to pick up the tabby cat on the ground, and then ordered, "603 and I go to the living room and sit down, and Xiaolian calls Skinny and Birdman over."

Yang Jian felt that this place was a little disturbing, especially the words "heavy prison ward".

Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, Liu Ming took his hand and pressed it, and whispered to him, "Don't be nervous".

Yang Jian nodded and watched as he opened a certain room by the corridor and entered.

Zhu Xing sat down on the sofa in the living room in a leisurely manner, took off his shoes, and stepped on the soft plush carpet with his bare feet.Seeing that Yang Jian was still standing in a daze, he called him, "Sit down, what are you doing standing up?"

Yang Jian felt that this scene was the same as when he was called to the office by the teacher when he had no money to pay the tuition when he was a child.

He stiffened and sat down.

Zhu Xing said unhurriedly: "I have roughly heard what Xiaoliu said. I called you to the intensive care ward today to let you meet your companions." She sat in the middle of the living room , You can also inspect the entire corridor while talking, "——It can almost be said to be a companion."

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment: "Is there someone like me here?"

"It's not the same." Zhu Xing said casually, "The only thing they have in common is that none of you will grow old."

Yang Jian's eyes showed a rare light: "Really?"

"However, after seeing them, you may not be happy." Zhu Xing added, "Re-imprisonment ward, in fact, it is more accurate to say that the word 'supervision' means monitoring rather than guardianship. Come on you, there are four such patients in total."

After Zhu Xing finished speaking, he stopped and looked at the corridor. Yang Jian turned his head and saw Liu Ming walking over with two "people".

After seeing the two "persons" clearly, he was almost a little horrified, and suddenly shrank back, leaning against the back of the sofa.

Zhu Xing glanced at him and said, "What are you afraid of, everyone is alive."

Even though she said that, Yang Jian couldn't believe it.It turns out that the two people behind him are too weird—the one on the left looks thin and bony, with a face that looks like a mask; With a pair of big wings.

"This is Skinny and Birdman." Zhu Xing introduced, "Of course they also have numbers, but it's more convenient to remember them this way."

Lian Ming and the two of them sat down on the sofa.

"Skinny is born with only eyeballs, nerves, skin and bones," said Liao Ming. "When he first arrived, he looked scary. He was completely skinny and skeleton, so we gave him plastic surgery and injected him in the face. Filler, looks okay now?"

Skinny made a "giggle hehe" sound and nodded in agreement.

"Skinny has no vocal cords, and can only speak with the hyoid bone, so the speech is a little vague." Liao Ming patted him on the shoulder, and the relationship was very intimate, "Because the body part can be covered with clothes, we didn't do cosmetic surgery for him. "

"There are too many injections, yes, it's very difficult, it's difficult to move." Skinny said with difficulty, and nodded to Yang Jian to say hello.

Yang Jian guessed that he wanted to smile, but the filler on his face didn't allow it, only the skin on his face was trembling slightly.

Let's take this as a laugh, he quickly nodded in response.

"Skinny bones don't need to eat, they only need electrical energy to stimulate the nervous system to maintain life." Li Ming has long been familiar with the patient's information, "He was born in an industrial pollution area, but until now it has not been confirmed whether his abnormality is true or not. Brought by industrial pollution. He should have been abandoned immediately after he was born, but fortunately he quickly learned to find wires to power himself. There are many abandoned circuit equipment in the industrial pollution area, so he can grow so tall without worrying about food and drink. " He smiled, "Anyway, he won't grow any more after that, like a fully assembled machine." He asked Skinny, "How old are you?"

Skinny replied vaguely: "It's more than 40."

The author has something to say: it’s not his mother on the phone^-^, it’s his brother

Originally, I wanted to write a leather bag skeleton, but it was a little scary, so I gave him a facelift _(:з」∠)_

Are there any more today!From now on, the time will be changed to dinner time~

☆, hungry ghost

Yang Jian looked at the skinny face.His face does look wrong at first glance, like a crazy star with over-plastic surgery, it looks stiff.But his skin was fine and smooth, and he looked like he was only in his twenties.

This is his peers.

He thought this in his heart, and suddenly a sense of intimacy surged in his heart.

"This is the bird man," Liao Ming continued to introduce another patient, "Obviously, he has grown a pair of extra wings. But they can't help him fly, and they can't be removed. They are useless existences similar to the cecum, but for him. Life has brought a lot of trouble. Similarly, he was abandoned when he was born. Fortunately, a church-like orphanage took him in, and we found out and transferred him.”

Birdman raised his hand to greet Yang Jian: "Hello. I am normal except for my wings."

"Fart!" Zhu Xing interrupted him.

"If you only had these wings, you wouldn't be sent to us." Liao Ming ignored Zhu Xing and retorted, "Bird people are like skin and bones, they will no longer grow when they reach the age of 20, and they have always maintained their original appearance. Don't look at his casual appearance now, when he was in the orphanage, he was a star figure."

Birdman scratched his head in embarrassment: "I was not sensible when I was young, and I really thought I was an angel. Now that I think about it, I seem to have deceived many people. I am really embarrassed."

Birdman has a handsome face, if his hairstyle is not as messy as it is now, and he is dressed in a white robe, maybe he really looks the same.

"He can't control the wings himself, and they can't be removed, so he just hangs them on his back like a huge benign tumor."

"That's why I've never slept on my back." Birdman himself was very indignant, "Men! Sleeping on your stomach is not a good habit! It will lead to frequent wee..."

The more Zhu Xing heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he picked up a paper fan on the coffee table and beat it on the top of Birdman's head: "There are children here, don't say such words."

Although she didn't know what Birdman was going to say next, Yang Jian was still surprised.

Zhu Xing has the kind of outlook on life that despises the whole world and does not care about anyone, how can he still think that he is a child?

After she finished speaking, she turned to Yang Jian and asked, "By the way, how old are you?"

Yang Jian answered honestly, and she changed her words fluently: "Don't say these things in front of Xiaoliu in the future, and teach children badly."

"..." Yang Jian looked at Zhu Xing who didn't look like a child in any way, and remembered what she said just now, including him, there are four patients with longevity under Gu Ming's staff.

The last one is Zhu Xing, right?

Liu Ming saw through his thoughts, stood up and waved to him: "Come on, I'll take you to meet the last one."

Yang Jian glanced at Zhu Xing in surprise, and quickly followed without thinking.

Liu Ming led him to a certain door in the corridor and stopped, knocked on the door, then turned his head and silently "shh" to Yang Jian.

He knocked several times, but there was no response from the room.

Yang Jian looked at him puzzled, only to see that he turned the doorknob and gently opened the door.

As he pushed the door, he called softly: "I'm coming in, and I'll introduce you to a new friend."

Yang Jian looked into the room. It was a comfortable bedroom. There was a lighted tablet on the desk, and the beds were neatly folded.But it was clearly empty!

Liu Ming closed the door, took another step inside, made a gesture of hugging, and smiled into the air.

Yang Jian asked tremblingly, "Is there anyone here?"

Liao Ming slowly returned to her normal standing posture: "We call her Xiaotou. She gradually became blurred and transparent after she became an adult, and her form completely disappeared shortly after she was admitted to our hospital."

He stretched out his hand and stayed in the air for a while, "Her body has disappeared, there is no way to be touched, the whole body is only - body temperature, we can only see her with the infrared detector. Say hello to her."

Yang Jianzheng didn't know what to say, when suddenly a mass of warm heat rushed in front of him, as if it was trapped in his arms, or surrounded him.

"She likes to be close to people." Lian Ming walked to the desk and picked up a small photo frame, "This is her last photo."

Inside the small photo frame is a color-distorted portrait, in which is a translucent, ghostly girl with two rustic braids, smiling brightly at the camera, with the date written on the lower right corner, already It was more than 50 years ago.

"She used to be able to turn the pages by herself, but now she can't. The director helped her build a tablet, modified it, and operated it by temperature sensing." Lian Ming glanced at the tablet and asked into the air, "Are you looking at the tablet?" Video? What is Duang?"

Yang Jian could feel the temperature gradually pulling away from her body, heading towards Lian Ming.

After a while, a white interface popped up on the tablet, and a few words appeared on it stroke by stroke: "Hello, my name is Xiaotou."

Yang Jian responded hastily, and the handwriting on that interface was quickly erased, and then rewritten a few words:

"I like you very much."

When she came out of the room, Yang Jian's mood and expression were a bit complicated.Skinny and Birdman were still sitting in the living room listening to Zhu Xing bragging while eating melon seeds, looking very happy.

Liu Ming closed the door softly, and whispered to Yang Jian, "Xiao Tou is afraid of the cold, so he won't come out."

Yang Jian nodded, feeling a little sad.

Zhu Xing was already sitting on the sofa and was about to lie down. When he saw them coming out, he sat up a little bit: "Hey, that 603, I have to think of a name for you."

"?" Yang Jian was used to asking Lian Ming for help when he encountered a problem. Lian Ming shrugged and mouthed "whatever she wants".

"...It must be easy to remember and pleasant to listen to..." Zhu Xing said to himself, and suddenly had an idea, "How about the hungry ghost?"

"..." Yang Jian digested it for a long time before uttering a sentence, "This, no, okay, listen..."

"Why are there so many nonsense?" Zhu Xing was furious, "Don't you know that you can make a living with a cheap name?"

Yang Jian happened to grow up with this idea of ​​naming, so she didn't dare to protest this time.

"It's called a hungry ghost." Zhu Xing made a final decision, "Sit down and let's talk about your illness."

Liu Ming found some food for Yang Jian and asked him to sit down and listen.

"Under Xiaoliu, including you now, there are a total of four 'not old' patients. But as you can see, all three of them have serious deformities—" She raised her eyebrows and showed dissatisfied skinny and bird The man shouted, "It's you who are talking about!"

She looked back, "And you don't have these problems. You're perfectly healthy, perfectly fine — socially well adjusted."

Yang Jian touched her stomach subconsciously, and she continued to say without changing her face: "But there is a very suspicious question behind you."

As soon as Zhu Xing put the melon seeds down, he rubbed his hand on the sofa: "Skinny eats electricity, Birdman eats normally, and Xiaotou relies on heating. The three of them take in roughly the same amount as they consume. It can be seen that immortality does not require too much energy. Lots of energy. So where did you eat so much?"

Yang Jian shook his head.

"I don't know either." Zhu Xing said, "'Not getting old' is not a problem, we have a lot of it here. 'Hunger' is your biggest problem."

Lian Ming's face changed when he heard it: "Director, you just keep the report I wrote for yourself. How many words have you finished?"

"Don't interrupt." Zhu Xing said without blushing, "Young people should pay more attention to tempering..."

As the conversation drew to a close, Skinny and Birdman skillfully picked up their mobile phones and started playing with each other. Yang Jian suddenly thought of another question: "Then do I need to be hospitalized?"

Liu Ming nodded: "Of course, there are still vacant rooms here, and I have packed them for you. We can go back and pack your things now."

Zhu Xing on the side said coolly: "Since when have you volunteered to help clean the room?"

Lian Ming smiled at her, and said righteously: "The hospital is my home, everyone loves it."

"It's up to you," Zhu Xing waved his hand, "Go and come back quickly, we will play cards when we come back later."

"Director," Liao Ming said sincerely, "I haven't played for a long time."

"Boring," Zhu Xing snorted, "Hungry Ghost, are you coming?"

Yang Jian was stunned