Chapter 39

Time is moving slowly, the elevator closed space has begun to be a little sultry.

"Have you offended anyone?" Tang Xiaoge takes off his coat and puts it on his shoulder, leaning against the left handrail of the elevator.

"What?" Lin Wenwen's inner tension is betrayed by her absent-minded mood. She is not listening to what Tang Xiaoge says.

"When I asked you about the email, did you offend anyone? And now the elevator is out of order. It's clear that someone wants to kill you. Can't you not know? " Tang Xiaoge continues to ask.

"How do I know who it is?" When Lin Wenwen said this, he didn't even look at Tang Xiaoge.

Her calm tone annoys Tang Xiaoge, who tries her best to sneak out of the hospital. He even comes to care about Lin Wenwen with injuries. But now Lin Wenwen's reaction makes Tang Xiaoge feel like a meddler.

Tang Xiaoge withstands the pain, pulls Lin Wenwen, turns around and presses Lin Wenwen on the elevator wall. He still holds Lin Wenwen's arm with one hand, and the other hand is beside him. Looking down at her, there was a trace of anger in her eyes.

The distance between them at the moment is less than 10 cm. This distance usually extends to two results, one is kissing, the other is exchanging fire.

Obviously, Lin Wenwen knows that Tang Xiaoge belongs to the second kind.

"Do you have to step on other people's hearts like this? Do you know... "

"I've been someone else's mistress." Lin Wenwen calmly interrupts Tang Xiaoge. In his heart, Mount Fuji is about to erupt violent magma. It cools and freezes in an instant.

Tang Xiaoge's hand on the wall slipped down a little bit. His surprise was not Lin Wenwen's words, but by the weak light of his mobile phone, he saw the despair and helplessness in Lin Wenwen's eyes when he said these words, which was so obvious.

At this time, Tang Xiaoge felt that he was the murderer who forced Lin Wenwen to uncover the scar himself. He was suddenly ashamed.

"I'm sorry, don't worry, I won't let you leave Tianyin," said Tang Xiaoge when Lin Wenwen fell to the ground.

When Lin Wenwen woke up again, he was already in another place.

"Wake up?" Tang Xiaoge just came in from the door with water. "Here, have some water."

Lin Wenwen took the cup and looked around. "I'm in the hospital?"

"Nonsense, you're in heaven." Tang Xiaoge rolled his eyes.

"What's the matter with me?" Lin Wenwen frowned.

"The doctor said that you were in an extreme mood, and there was a little lack of oxygen in the elevator. The important thing is that you were fascinated by my handsome and handsome face, so you fainted!" Tang Xiaoge's face is not serious. It's obvious that the sentence "handsome" is his own nonsense.

Lin Wenwen kicks him on his calf, and Tang Xiaoge cries out in pain.

"Lin Wenwen, I shouldn't have saved you just now!"

"You save me? Come on, it's the doctor who saved me. It's none of your business! Don't make a scene for yourself, please Lin Wenwen's mood is obviously better.

"Well, sooner or later you will thank me." Tang Xiaoge whispered, his eyes dodged.

Lin Wenwen stood up and said, "let's go. I'm ok."

"Why, you don't want to return to the voice of heaven?" Tang Xiaoge's eyes are almost round.

"What's the matter? Can't I go back? " Lin Wenwen's sentence is not a question, but an obvious anger.

She said angrily to Tang Xiaoge, "it's all your fault. Now all the schedules have to be rescheduled and coordinated, and the contract has to be rescheduled. I'm so busy by you."

"Ah! Why don't you be reasonable? I forced them to beat me, psycho. " Tang Xiaoge took Lin Wenwen's hand and went out, "don't go back today. I'll help you tomorrow."

Lin Wenwen shakes Tang Xiaoge's icy hand and says, "where are you taking me?"

Tang Xiaoge ignored her, continued to pull her sleeve and went out, "you'll know when you go, there's so much nonsense."

At the stairway, Lin Wenwen happened to meet a little nurse, "are you Lin Wenwen? Remember to come and get the blood test report tomorrow. "

"Oh, good." Lin Wenwen then looked at Tang Xiaoge, "do I still draw blood?"

Tang Xiaoge pulls Lin Wenwen to walk downstairs, while casually responding to her, "well, the doctor said to test what blood sugar value, and what a mess of values, I don't know what the ghost is, it's not just those routine checks."

Lin Wenwen "en" a, this just discovers the hemostatic tape that oneself hand back sticks.

About 40 minutes by car, Tang Xiaoge takes Lin Wenwen to the old city of Yuncheng, where most of the houses are old, and the narrow alleys smell of mildew.

A few years ago, it seemed that there was a lot of uproar about the old urban renewal plan. It should be said that it was here. I heard that later, it was caused by various demonstrations of the residents in this area, which could only be delayed again and again. Finally, the government simply shelved the plan.

Lin Wenwen looked around and found that there was indeed some dilapidation here, which was really out of place with the construction of Cloud City in the past ten years.

Now there are few such green stone roads in the city. At the crack of every smooth stone, there is soil covered with dark green moss.

Even when you walk through the alley, you can clearly hear the chopper jumping on the cutting board and making the sound of "dangdangdang".

There was the sound of children laughing and fighting.

Men dressed casually after work, crowded in the Hutong mouth, smoking, speaking loud voice.

Two more alleys will make the market more popular.

The old people get together and fill all kinds of glass jars with brewed tea. They gather around the people who are playing chess. You talk to me and give me advice.

It looked as if it was planning something extraordinary.

It seems that there is a couple quarreling and scolding, but Lin Wenwen can clearly feel that it must not be a big deal. Baxiang is something that her husband spent too much money to buy something useless, and her wife didn't cook well and ran out to play mahjong.

These are not ordinary, but even a lot of people have been tired of life, Lin Wenwen listen to think, in the heart even some envy.

Tang Xiaoge has been pulling Lin Wenwen's sleeve, two people walking one after another, through a few alleys, finally came to a small open space.

There are two swings in the open space, which are made of two thick hemp ropes tied with discarded tires. Next to them is an iron slide played by children, which is polished by the years.

Tang Xiaoge walks to the swing in three steps and two steps. She rushes to the swing and waves to Lin Wenwen with a smile. She points to the swing next door and says, "come here!"

At this time, Tang Xiaoge is a little different, excited like a child who can finally finish his homework and run out to play happily.

He has a good smile, showing a row of white teeth, squeezing out two dimples on his face.

It's hard to find a sense of balance on the swing made of tires, so Lin Wenwen stepped up, almost lost his center of gravity, and leaned back. Fortunately, Tang Xiaoge helped her.

Lin Wenwen's appearance made Tang Xiaoge laugh for a long time.

"You're not going all the way to bring me here to play with this, are you?" Although Lin Wenwen asked, she knew clearly in her heart that this was not the case.

Tang Xiaoge was silent for a while. Some of them kicked the small stones on the ground, as if they didn't hear Lin Wenwen's question.

Lin Wenwen swings back and forth with the swing and looks up at the sky. He feels dizzy, as if he can fly right away.

She closed her eyes and felt a rare and pleasant afternoon. For a long time, she didn't have such a relaxed feeling. Even though there was a bit of disorderly smell of daily necessities around her, she didn't resent it. On the contrary, it reminded her of many things in her childhood.

"I grew up here when I was a kid, and my dad used to bring me here." Tang Xiaoge looked around and then said, "when I was a child, I always thought this open space was very big. When I grow up, I'll come back and find that it's really small here. How could it be so small? "

Tang Xiaoge said it with a smile, but Lin Wenwen felt that he wanted to cry because his lips trembled when he spoke.

"You and your father are in a good relationship." As soon as Lin Wengang said it, he seemed to feel like he had said a piece of rubbish. How many people in the world can be like himself, who are not compatible with his own father.

Tang Xiaoge nodded and immediately shook his head, he always looked at the front, "in fact, I can't remember clearly, I was very young at that time."

"Do you know why I can't drive?" Tang Xiaoge takes a look at Lin Wenwen.

Lin Wen shook her head. She thought that the reason why Tang Xiaoge didn't drive was just playing big cards. It seems that the answer is not what she thought.

"In fact, my father died in a car accident. At that time, I was sitting in the co pilot. When the car came, I only remember my father turning the steering wheel desperately and throwing his side in front of the car, so I survived."

"After that, I don't remember anything. So when I grew up, when I touched the steering wheel, I was sweating and couldn't drive at all. I've seen a psychiatrist. He said, "what's my name, post-traumatic disease?" Tang Xiaoge said lightly as if he was joking, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

"How often do you come here?" Looking at Tang Xiaoge, Lin Wenwen felt that his heart was like a swamp. The surface was like a whirlpool, unfathomable.

"Well, come when you're not happy." Tang Xiaoge nods hard.

"So you're... Unhappy?" Lin Wenwen asked tentatively.

Tang Xiaoge turned his head and tilted his neck to see Lin Wenwen, "you are not happy, so today I will take a loss and temporarily lend you my secret base. Don't thank me too much!"

Lin Wenwen is still amused by Tang Xiaoge's impropriety. She laughs at his mischief and his childish trick of secretly exchanging secrets with Lin Wenwen.

But here really let Lin Wenwen feel relaxed, inexplicably relaxed.

She likes it very much.