One of thirty, when I woke up, I was three

After the end, Han Zizhou and Guan Xi both drank except for whether Lin Youyou drank, and Han Zizhou, who was hurt by love, drank even more. The driver calls.

Lin Youyou was worried: "Zizhou, are you okay, I think he drank..."

Guan Xi withdrew his gaze from Han Zizhou, pursed his lips: "Ayou, you go back first, leave Zizhou to me, don't worry, he often does this, we are all used to it."

Drink a lot?

Lin Youyou suppressed the doubts in his heart. Seeing that Kanxi's face seemed a little tired, and his eye sockets were still light blue, he finally didn't ask, nodded slightly, shook hands with Kanxi, and walked out.

Lin Youyi was walking on the street, and the street in the afternoon had a comfortable atmosphere.Riding a small blue car through the winding road planted with sycamore trees, the wind blew her hair in the corners of her eyes, and her pupils were at a loss of not adapting to this world.

Suddenly a black car rushed out from the straight road, and Lin Youyou, who was distracted, almost ran into the black car. Under the inertia, she fell to the ground suddenly, the skin on her elbow was scratched, and tiny blood beads were dripping from the skin. Coming out, Lin Youyou patted his dusty pants in pain and stood up. The owner of the car also ran a few meters and stopped abruptly. He couldn't help poking his head out and yelling: "What are you doing? Do you want to die? Go through the intersection Can't you hear my horn when you're here?!"

Lin Youyou bent over to the owner of the car blankly: "I'm sorry, I may be a little lost in thought."

Seeing her dumbfounded look, and seeing the wound on Lin Youyou's forehead bandaged with gauze, the owner of the car calmed down a bit: "Hey, are you okay, do you need to go to the hospital?"

"fine."

After Lin Youyou picked up the fallen bicycle, he realized that his ankle was also twisted. He shook his body, pushed the bicycle crookedly, and limped towards the raised road to park the bicycle.

The owner of the car cursed secretly, and didn't look at the almanac when he went out.

After closing the door, he walked towards Lin Youyou with big strides, snatched the car from Lin Youyou's hand forcefully, easily lifted it and placed it neatly in the parking place, his tone was still not very good: "I'll come, you go I'm sitting in the car, and I'll take you to the hospital, what is your family's contact information?"

family?

Lin Youyou lowered his eyelids and said calmly, without any sadness: "Dead."

The owner of the car was choked up, and his eyes showed a trace of sympathy: "Then where do you live?"

Lin Youyou thought about it, the content on Du Niang was burned for ten minutes, and it was good enough to preserve the body, so he said without raising his head: "It should be burned up by the fire."

Owner: "..."

Is there anyone worse these days?The owner's pity fell from the sky.

"Then where do you live now?" the owner of the car asked suddenly at a red light on the way to the hospital.

"hotel."

"..."

It's so pitiful, good little girls have been reduced to the point of being adopted, what kind of heartless thing is going to play with such a poor girl?

Lin Youyou watched the street trees passing by outside the window, and said calmly, "Brother, can you take me to Qinghe Community, it's near here, turn on the right and you'll be there 100 meters away."

The owner's hand holding the steering wheel trembled imperceptibly, and asked carefully after a few breaths: "Little girl, what's your last name?"

"Lin, Shuangmu Forest."

The owner of the car observed Lin Youyou's expression through the front-view mirror, had a guess in his heart, and said calmly: "Little girl, why don't we go to the hospital first, I see that your elbow and ankle are injured, so enter Qinghe Community You may have to walk a long way to the residential area."

"No, brother, just let me down here, I'm in good spirits, there's nothing wrong with me." Seeing that the owner of the car refused to let her go, Lin Youyou said decisively, "Brother, If you don't stop, I'll jump out of the car!"

The car stopped abruptly, with a creak, and pulled over beside the flowers. Lin Youyou ran forward without looking back, as if the swelling on his ankle had disappeared, passing through several cars that were forced to stop. The intermittent sound of horns and motors from the vehicles coming down, as well as the sound of angrily cursing, dissipated in Lin Youyou's ears very quickly.

Stubbornly ran to the gate of Qinghe Community, because it had just rained the day before in the imperial capital, and the road was full of puddles. Lin Youyou stepped on it regardless, and the splashed water smeared on the clean jeans The spots were wet, and the white shoes became dirty. When he rushed to the guard, Lin Youyou was so tired that he squatted on the ground panting, and gently patted through the thick glass: "Master, may I ask if the four buildings inside are still the same?" Is it four buildings?"

The uncle took off his presbyopic glasses, narrowed his eyes and looked at the embarrassed Lin Youyou, and asked curiously, "How could it be demolished? Are you a resident here?"

Lin Youyou made a mistake, and always felt that if she was her father's niece, the truth she wanted would be closer: "Of course, I just have... I haven't been here for two years, I, I am Lin Cheng's niece, come here to deal with him relics."

The uncle stared at Lin, who was not blushing and heartbeating for a while, his eyes slightly dodged under the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, and suddenly said irritably, "Niece what? The niece who came to collect Professor Lin's belongings, you are the tenth Come on, little girl, I advise you not to think wrongly, but to follow the right path."

Lin Youyou frowned, his expression a little impatient, and he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and his voice was extremely loud: "Keys, access control card, why am I not Lin Cheng's niece? I'm too lazy to tell you, don't you believe me?" , Go to the cemetery to dig out Lin Cheng's bones and my blood test, see if I am Lin Cheng's niece!"

The uncle quickly came down from the guard booth and stopped Lin Youyou who was about to go inside: "You can't go in!"

"I can't go in? Heh, did it come from Kansai or Han Zizhou? What are you talking so much about? It's my parents who are dead, not yours. Master, you make my parents look like yours." ? When did my parents come out? You have such a big son!" Lin Youyou was emotionally unstable, staring at the uncle coldly, pushed the uncle away, and walked indifferently: "Tell Kanxi and Han Zizhou, don't mind your own business!"

The uncle who was staggered back hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called Kansai.

"Miss Guan, Miss Lin is back, and now she's in!"

"Grandma, is that a mental patient who escaped from the Sixth Hospital?" A child looked at the cold Lin Youyou in a dazed way, and naively pulled the Huashan aunt who was sitting beside her chatting with her old friend.

The aunt hurriedly covered her grandson's mouth, her eyes averted: "Shh, what nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you see the mentally ill to see you? Be careful that she will be caught and sent to the Sixth Hospital!"

Lin Youyou sneered, and walked towards Sidong on his own.

The unkind remarks continued to ferment behind him.

"Why is she here again?"

"Shh, I heard that the disease is cured, but it's good and bad. It's a poor man."

"Hey, my parents died so badly, even at such a young age."

"I heard, isn't she locked up?"

"It's locked up? Really, how did she come out now?"

……

……

Lin Youyou climbed up the stairs panting, with cold sweat on his forehead, dragging his swollen ankle to climb up. A laughing child who ran down the fire escape suddenly fell onto Lin Youyou. in front of.

She was about to help her up, but the mother who hurried over hugged the fallen child tightly in her arms, staring vigilantly at Lin Youyou, who naturally withdrew her hand and returned to indifference: "What do you want to do?! Mental illness kills It's illegal too!"

Lin Youyou bared his teeth at the young mother, pretending to touch the child in her arms: "Mental? Yes, I'm mentally ill. Do you think it's really against the law for me to kill someone?"

"Psychopathy!" The young mother dodged in a panic, and kicked the weak Lin Youyou out of desire to protect her child.

"hiss."

Lin Youyou, who was in pain, leaned against the wall in embarrassment, the light floating on his eyelids seemed to flutter soft feathers, accompanied by a bottle of water poured from the top of his head, Lin Youyou coughed, and slowly She got up slowly and climbed up the stairs. The person behind kicked her on the back again. With a muffled grunt, she hit her head on the sharp steps, and the severe pain hit her. Two different voices intertwined in her mind. .

"Give me back your body!"

"Return? Return it to you who is useless?"

"You! Let me out!"

"Tsk, it's late, the right to use it now is mine."

……

"Enough!" Lin Youyou said to himself, the young mother who was startled by the sudden sound ran downstairs in a hurry.

She was lying on the ground, and sat up slowly after a while. Her forehead was oozing blood, half of her body was soaked in light, and half was hidden in shadow. Lin Youyou looked up at the sign of the fourth floor , dusted off the dust on his body, not paying attention to the bruises on his body, skillfully opened the passage door, turned the lock, and entered the house.

Inside the house, it was burnt to blackness, and there was still unused dried and reconciled cement at the door. Lin Youyou touched the half-built cement wall with his fingers, and there was nostalgia in his eyes.

Walking to the living room that could be vaguely distinguished, Yaya bowed with his back to the black grand piano. The exquisite brand new piano was incompatible with the burnt-out house, but Lin Youyou ignored everything, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, lightly Gently lift the lid of the piano, fingers skillfully dance on the black and white keys, sad music flows out from the fingertips, Lin Youyou's memories are brought to that quiet afternoon, the gentle mother took her little hands on the keys Pressing up and down, the little girl curiously tapped the keys, ding ding dong dong, making her giggle.

worms fly worms fly

who are you missing

The stars in the sky are crying

Withered roses on the ground

cold wind blow cold wind

……

The afternoon light was soft and bright, the opened curtains were hanging quietly, Lin Youyou's white face with slightly closed eyes could clearly see the shadow of the nose.

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Mr. Gu who was still on his way here on horseback.