Hush!don't open the door for him

The information on the wall of the corridor was printed back and forth, and with his extraordinary memory, he could almost remember the position of every ink dot on it clearly.

Fang Yin leaned against the wall, resting his head on it, heaved a long sigh, and muttered softly, "Why did it take so long?"

"Maybe... I'm in some trouble." Xu Sirui was a little dizzy, and he squatted down beside him against the wall, curling up into a small ball on the ground.

Like a little quail.

Fang Yin reached out with his drooping hand and pressed it to his forehead.

It's not very hot, so it shouldn't be burned.

"tired?"

Fang Yin guessed.

Xu Sirui shook his head, and buried his head in his arms after Fang Yin finished checking his forehead, with a muffled voice: "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy. I'll take it easy. It used to be like this, It's all right."

Fang Yin got a little bored waiting, so he put his hands in his pockets and chatted with Xu Sirui: "Was it before?"

"When my life was normal." Xu Sirui took over the conversation naturally, "I was born prematurely, and my health has been bad since I was a child. Dizziness and other things are very common. The hospital can't find out what's wrong, so they say it's not good, weak."

"Later, my mother didn't know where to hear it, and found an old Taoist priest for me, and sent me to the temple for a few years. Not to mention, although my body was still weak, I didn't suffer from any serious illness in those years. I seldom eat it, but I grew up without incident. And I learned a lot in the temple."

"When I was old enough to go to school, there were fewer people living there. Later, when the master got old and passed away, I basically didn't go back. I opened a small shop and gave people Feng Shui calculations and word testing. What, the little money I earned was all given to the hospital.”

Xu Sirui squatted numb, and simply sat down on the ground along the base of the wall. He looked up at Fang Yin, and smiled at him embarrassedly.

"How old are you?" Fang Yin looked at the child in surprise.He has a tender face and even looks a bit like a minor.

"20." Xu Sirui replied, "After graduating from high school, I stopped studying. My physical condition does not allow it."

Probably because the atmosphere in the psychological consultation room just now aroused Xu Sirui's desire to talk, he talked a lot more than usual.Anyway, standing there stupidly has nothing to do, so Fang Yin just listened to him rambling.

Suddenly, it was like returning to the time when he was in the office. Sometimes a half-grown child made a mistake and came to him with his head down to do a self-reflection.

Fang Yin took a deep breath, pinched the center of his brows, and felt a little melancholy aroused by him.

I don't know when Xu Sirui's voice stopped.Fang Yin thought he was preparing to speak, but it took him a while to realize the abnormality.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the child looking straight at him, his eyes were very red.

"Brother Fang Yin, I'm homesick."

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes, seeing that the golden beans were about to fall out.

Fang Yin wanted to comfort him, but he was at a loss for words.

In fact, they are all the same, the sudden heavy fog is like a bottomless swamp, dragging them down, the road ahead is blurred, and the end is unknown.My little life is hanging on the tip of the knife, maybe one day it will be gone without knowing it.

Confined in the cage of life, tired of struggling.

I can't see the dawn, I can't see the hope, I'm floating like duckweed.

The dawn starlight...can't illuminate the direction.

Fang Yin was used to being eloquent and eloquent, so it was rare for him to remain silent.He thought of Qin Pinggui, imitating his appearance, and pressed his palm on Xu Sirui's head.

Like comforting a small animal.

Before the sadness was poured out, Fang Yin suddenly heard a sound from the psychotherapy room. It sounded like the female doctor came out.Fang Yin was stuck there emotionally, sighed helplessly, and could only swallow all his rich emotions wronged.

"Don't think about it yet, hide. If you are seen again, you won't be able to explain it clearly." Fang Yin rolled his eyes, and pulled Xu Sirui's collar into the blind spot like a chicken cub.

When the female doctor came out, she had already taken off her white coat, changed into her normal clothes and took the stairs downstairs.

Is it time to get off work?

Fang Yin couldn't find anyone who could tell the time, so he could only guess wildly.

The door of the conference room, which had been quiet for a long time, finally moved, and opened with a "click".

The people inside came out in twos and threes, with Qin Pinggui and Zhong Ziyan walking at the back.

Qin Pinggui looked around, and his eyes stayed for two more seconds where Fang Yin and the others were huddled.Inexplicably, Fang Yin felt that he already knew their location.

Sure enough, they walked very slowly, and after fooling people away, they came straight to this corner.

"How did you find me?" The guess became reality, and Fang Yin was still a little unbelievable. He had seen it before, and this corner was very hidden. From the perspective of the corridor, he would not find anyone unless he got close.And it is opposite to the direction of the stairwell, a good place for Tibetans.

How did Qin Pinggui find out that he was here so easily?

"Intuition." Qin Pinggui avoided Fang Yin's probing eyes, fiddled with it like a model, and forced Fang Yin to turn around in front of him, as if to check whether he was injured.

There were two inconspicuous drops of blood on the corner of the clothes, Qin Pinggui frowned, pointed and asked, "Are you injured?"

"Ah?" Fang Yin followed his hand to look, only to find that there were two drops of blood, but he didn't notice it himself, "Ang, no, where did it get on. I'm fine, how are you? What did you say? , why so long."

"Here." Zhong Ziyan waved his hands and rolled up a stack of A4 printed materials and handed them to Fang Yin, "It's really hard to listen to your dumb partner, so you can read it yourself. The minutes of the meeting are all in there. As you walk explain."

dumb object...

Although somewhat offensive.But Fang Yin actually felt that it seemed a bit accurate to use the word dumb to describe Qin Pinggui's boring gourd.

But I can dislike him for his lack of talk, Zhong Ziyan is not qualified to point fingers at Qin Pinggui.

Fang Yin didn't even know that he seemed to have a little bit of the attribute of protecting the calf.

He unceremoniously took away the meeting minutes from Zhong Ziyan's hand, and glared at him: "As long as you can say, do you live in Dunhuang? You talk so much."

"Hey you..." Zhong Ziyan glared, and received six pairs of stares, especially Qin Pinggui, as if if he dared to scold Fang Yin, he would be able to fight with him now with a knife. ... He swallowed his breath again abruptly.

It is not suitable to fight and make noise in the illusion, it is too time-consuming, and it is of no benefit to anyone.

If it weren't for Qin Sang, these three annoying guys would have died eight hundred times.Zhong Ziyan was thinking, the irritability was rampant in his chest and he couldn't find an outlet.The six-pointed star imprint that would not appear in the illusion originally appeared in the corner of the eye for two seconds.

Fang Yin and Xu Sirui looked down at the minutes of the meeting with their heads down. Qin Ping was staring at Fang Yin. When he looked up, the mark had dissipated.

The scene just now... no one seems to have seen it.