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The hospital at night was not a scene of waiting in long queues to see a doctor. Everything went well. After dressing the scratches and prescribing anti-inflammatory drugs, the doctor told Lin Jinglei to go home and rest.

It was always Lin Tai who sat there with him and waited, and it was Yan Zizheng and Tong Yuying who ran back and forth to get the medicine and pay the bills.

The doctor on duty knew Yan Zizheng, called him by the last two letters of his name, and asked about his family affairs.

When Yan Zizheng answered the doctor, Lin Tai began to ask Lin Jinglei about the fish, and Lin Jinglei, who wanted to hear what Yan Zizheng had to say, had to withdraw his attention.

It has been a long time since he promised Lin Tai to bring the fish over, but he still couldn't do it, he smiled: "I forgot, don't worry, I will feed you well, when I go back, I won't even Get the tank and fish together."

Seeing that Lin Tai was relieved, Lin Jinglei felt a lot more relaxed. He didn't mention the fish being thrown away. He thought about buying some similar ones to make up for it after a while.

After Tong Yuying came back from the corridor, they got up and left. When they went downstairs, Lin Jinglei put Yan Zizheng's left arm on Yan Zizheng's right arm and Lin Tai. He swayed with one foot on the ground and frowned.

After he came out of the hospital, his eyebrows almost twitched together. He leaned against the stone pillar after calling a stop, and rubbed his face: "Take a break."

Tong Yuying saw a cold drink shop on the opposite side of the street, so she asked her son to buy ice cream, and after watching the figure cross the road safely, she smiled and said that every time Lin Jinglei came to the hospital when he was a child, if he didn't eat an ice cream, he would just stay there thing.

It's okay for his aunt to shake off this embarrassing thing, but he continued to talk about it in front of Yan Zizheng, which made Lin Jinglei feel very embarrassed, so he quickly stopped and said: "It's okay, auntie, don't talk about it."

Yan Zizheng stood aside with a half-smile, as if he didn't hear anything, but in fact he heard almost the same thing, when Lin Jinglei turned to look at him, he would choose to look at the sky.

After Lin Tai came back with three ice creams, he asked his mother and Yan Zizheng, both of them said they would not eat them, so the three stood in the cold wind and watched Lin Jinglei eat them.

Needless to say, his aunt knew him well, and Lin Jinglei's body was full of strength when his stomach was cold. After eating, he said to the others in high spirits: "Let's go home."

I still chose to take a taxi back to the hall and district. Knowing that there were sick people in the car, the driver caringly sent them all the way to the alley.

Yan Zizheng felt something was wrong when he turned around the alley. From a distance, he saw that the gate of their compound was open, and there were police cars and people piled up in a mess.

"What's the matter?" Tong Yuying, who was sitting in the co-pilot, spoke urgently.

"Stop!" Yan Zizheng raised his hand and knocked on the driver's seat.

After the car stopped, he opened the door and ran out. Driving in this alley, the car was not as fast as anyone.

Lin Jinglei took advantage of the dangling red and blue lights to watch Yan Zizheng anxiously and panicked as he pushed aside the onlookers and disappeared from his sight.

He guessed that something might have happened to Yan Zizheng's family, after all, there are old and young.He didn't dare to use his right foot too hard, but he also opened the car door and jumped out with one foot.

When the two women in the car got off, the taxi began to back up. Lin Tai came over to help his brother, and the three women speeded up and walked towards the courtyard.

The word "accident" is hateful because it will appear unexpectedly, and those who will smash it will be caught off guard.

If it was a small accident that Lin Jinglei fell and injured himself while riding a motorcycle, then what happened in the yard was too serious an accident.

Yan Zizheng walked into the courtyard, saw his grandfather and Yan Ziqing standing at the door of their house, and ran over.

"Brother, sister Liangli..." Yan Ziqing hugged his brother's thigh and cried with her head twitching, "She is like a mother..."

It was Ma Liangli's family who had an accident.

Lu Yao accidentally injured her daughter when she fell ill and lost her mind, and cut a fruit knife on her daughter's carotid artery.

She ran out the door with blood on her front, and was seen by two children playing outside in the courtyard opposite, and called the adults to call the police.

The incident happened very suddenly and the process was very short, but it was enough to wither the flowery life of a 16-year-old girl.

The ambulance stopped in the middle of the yard, and the accompanying medical staff checked and informed the patient that he had no vital signs and confirmed his death.

Through the gap, Yan Zizheng could see Ma Liangli laying there motionless, with blood all over the floor of the car, her long hair stained with blood and sticking to her face and neck, the red was shocking.

Everything in front of me is not real, just like a dream.His legs were a little disobedient, weak and trembling, just like when he saw his mother lying in the morgue two years ago, he couldn't even take a step forward, standing there stubbornly, as if trapped in a dark place I can't pull out my flesh and blood soul from the whirlpool.

The people inside and outside the courtyard are all neighbors who live nearby, some regret and some are afraid, and they also stand far away.

"Does anyone know her man's contact information?" A middle-aged male policeman stood in the middle of the crowd and asked, pointing at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao was still wearing pajamas and cotton slippers at home. She didn't know if she was still ill or she was awake. She squatted on the ground with disheveled hair and hunched her shoulders, her eyes were not focused, and she cried repeatedly in a trembling voice: "I didn't do it on purpose. ,I did not do it on purpose……"

Lin Jinglei huddled in the crowd and looked over, the blood dripping all the way from the house belonged to Ma Liangli who was lying in the ambulance.

After hearing an adult around him say that the girl was dying, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look for Yan Zizheng with his eyes.

Seeing that the boy was moving forward step by step and saying something, the policeman replied: "Then you come back to the bureau with us now."

After Yan Zizheng nodded, he followed the two policemen and got into the police car outside the yard, waving from the car window to let his grandfather and Yan Ziqing go back to the house first.

After the police car started, the ambulance also reversed and drove out, and the people slowly dispersed.Tong Yuying and the two children kept backing away to make way.

"What a pity, what a child."

"It's scary, there is a lunatic living nearby."

"Okay, don't look at it, go home quickly, it has nothing to do with us."

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"People always think that if they are the primates of all things, they will have the preferential treatment of fate. In fact, they are also insignificant and pitiful in front of fate."

This is what Lin Tai said after returning to the house.

Lin Jinglei hadn't recovered from the accident, he was helped to the bed and lay down slowly, sighing heavily, it was really a busy night.

His aunt's voice was next to his ears, and he could almost hear the situation at Ma Liangli's house.

It was said that Lu Yao had a mental problem, but Lin Jinglei really didn't see it. If this tragedy hadn't happened, he wouldn't have believed that that kind-hearted, gentle and amiable woman had a mental illness if he was killed.

After listening to what his mother said, Lin Tai sat at the desk and muttered, "Happy families are all alike, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

Lin Jinglei knew that it must have been something that his nerdy brother had read in some book, and he would ask it before, which would inevitably lead to long speeches that would make him sleepy, but later on he would not ask.

His bed was next to the window, and he opened the curtains to a gap, and from time to time he opened them to look outside, feeling dazzled that the lights were still on at Ma Liangli's house across the street, and his ears became difficult to use, and he could always hear loud noises. The sound of iron gates.

Yan Zizheng came back after one o'clock in the morning, and Lin Jinglei still heard the sound of the iron door while he was half asleep, and he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and shook it out through the gap in the curtains.After the figure turned his head to look over, he raised his arm and gestured twice.

Because of the pain in his legs, he lay down without taking off his clothes since he came back. After getting out of bed slowly, he put on a coat, and walked around Lin Tai's bed lightly and moved a little bit towards the door of the room.

It's not that his right leg is completely useless, but it hurts like stepping on the tip of a knife when he steps on the ground hard. The doctor said that he can recover after a few days of rest, but he doesn't know if it's true.

Short-term pain is worse than long-term pain, so he simply walked so fast that the lingering pain after he stopped outside the door forced him to lean on the wall to stand still.

"It took so long to come back."

After Yan Zizheng nodded, he stretched out his hand to protect Lin Jinglei and sat on the stone steps of the small flower bed in the courtyard. After sitting down, Lin Jinglei breathed a sigh of relief: "It hurts me to death."

Yan Zizheng sat next to Lin Jinglei, his padded jacket was half uncovered, his trousers were covered with dust, he looked extremely decadent.

"Come back by taxi?"

"They sent me back."

"Uncle Police is very interesting," Lin Jinglei continued after a pause, "Has Ma Liangli's father been in contact?"

"Well, I've rushed back and stayed at the police station to deal with things."

Although Yan Zizheng didn't show it so obviously, Lin Jinglei knew that the boy sitting beside him was very sad.

Even he, who had only spoken to Ma Liangli a few words, was saddened by the girl's departure, let alone his childhood sweetheart Yan Zizheng.

Lin Jinglei didn't quite understand what he wanted to do with all his heart, except for a few words, there was nothing else.

At this season, the temperature at night is around zero, and the moonlight looks cold.They sat side by side in the yard, very much like they sat together in front of the small shop opposite the school back then.

Lin Jinglei suddenly understood why he had to come out. Last time when he needed someone to accompany him, Yan Zizheng sat beside him like this.

He is now just like Yan Zizheng at that time, only after he really changed his position did he understand the abnormal feeling that the other party would not be too depressed.

After a while, Yan Zizheng leaned forward, put his elbows on his two long legs, bowed his back and said with his head lowered. His voice was very dull: "When we met in the yard after dinner, she still Tell me that her mother is depressed today and may be sick, I should be at home, if I am, it may not be like this."

He was indeed paying attention to any movement outside, otherwise he would not have happened to appear at the gate when Lin Jinglei was sent back by Tang Shan and the others.

After seeing that Lin Jinglei was injured, he forgot to pay attention to Lu Yao's possible illness, and left the burden to Ma Liangli, and accompanied Lin Jinglei to the hospital by himself.

How difficult it must be for him not to blame himself.

Yan Zizheng's presence or absence, it doesn't matter whether things can be different, what is important is that things have already happened, and Lin Jinglei can see this more clearly.

But he couldn't comfort Yan Zizheng with his true thoughts, he was afraid that if he said one more word, he would appear too heartless.

No one spoke after that, or even moved.

It was Yan Zizheng who sat up straight who spoke first: "Go back to sleep."

After saying this, he got up and walked towards the door, Lin Jinglei who stood up finally called to stop him as if he remembered something: "Wait a minute."

Yan Zizheng turned around, and saw Lin Jinglei limping towards him, reached into his pocket for a long time, took out something and presented it to him.

"Give it back to you."

Yan Zizheng went to Lin Jinglei and held the metal necklace in his hand, raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Good night."

Lin Jinglei limped and turned around: "Good night, good morning."

Yan Zizheng looked at the figure struggling to move, and took two steps forward, but before he touched the person, the person raised his hand and said, "You don't need to send it, I can do it myself."

Lin Jinglei really went back to the house by himself, his aunt came out of the room to check when he heard the door, and he said he went to the bathroom.

"Why did you go by yourself, call Lin Tai next time, what will you do if you fall down again?"

Amidst his aunt's soft complaints, he returned to the room, climbed back on the bed and waved his hand from the gap in the curtains, Yan Zizheng who was standing there turned around and entered the door.