dead dog

There is a park behind the inpatient building of the nursing home. The weather is fine today. Under the care of the nurses, many patients are walking on the lawn and by the pool to get warm.

"Liang Xinxin's craniocerebral injury is very serious, especially her frontal lobe, which is missing a piece."

Dean Qi took time to receive Haiyang, and walked along the garden path with Haiyang and Ye Chuyang.

Haiyang: "A few days ago we took her back to the police station for questioning. She couldn't remember her family name or her name. She even forgot who she was."

Dean Qi said: "She is now suffering from a disturbance of consciousness, which is caused by a closed brain injury, which is the result of a large movement of brain tissue in the brain cavity. But her own condition is much more serious than ordinary brain injuries. Her brain The organization is not as simple as being moved." Dean Qi raised his hand and turned it upside down, "Her brain seems to have been turned back and forth many times, and part of it was cut off."

Haiyang was speechless: "This is too scary."

Dean Qi shook his head and sighed: "Yes, she was used as a guinea pig."

Haiyang noticed that Ye Chuyang hadn't spoken much so far, so he said, "Chuyang, say something."

There was a bench in the middle of the lawn, and a narrow cobblestone path passed by.The bench faced the inpatient building, on which sat a little girl, wearing a white hospital gown, holding an orange Garfield in her arms: that was Liang Xinxin.

Ye Chuyang looked at her and seemed to see Jiang Ying. When he and Jiang Ying came here to visit Zhong Ling not long ago, Jiang Ying was also sitting on that bench; Jiang Ying and Liang Xinxin were very different, but at a certain moment , Liang Xinxin's white figure disappeared, and Jiang Ying's silhouette in a suit was sitting on the bench...

Haiyang saw that he was running away, so he stretched out his hand and shook his face: "Chuyang?"

Ye Chuyang pushed his hand away and said, "Jiang Ying is just like her, his mind has been messed up, but the situation is not as serious as hers, at least Jiang Ying still knows who he is."

He walked towards Liang Xinxin along the cobblestone path, stood in front of Liang Xinxin, and asked with a smile, "Can I sit?"

Liang Xinxin didn't seem to be able to see him or hear him, she just looked up at a cloud in the sky, and gently rubbed Garfield's back.

Ye Chuyang sat down beside her and looked up to the sky, seeing the blue sky and the white clouds like soft dandelions, the clouds dispersed when the wind blew gently.

"You may not understand what I'm talking about, but I still have to ask, what did Bai Sinian do to you?" His voice was very soft, like a dandelion blowing away in the wind, "I suspect Bai Sinian did to Jiang Ying what he did to you."

Liang Xinxin really couldn't understand what he was talking about. She looked at the sky fascinated, her head slowly swung from left to right, following the direction of the clouds.

Ye Chuyang: "Do you remember your father? And your twin sister, do you remember them?" He didn't expect Liang Xinxin's response, and continued talking to himself, "They all died because of you." died, but you were taken away by Bai Sinian, who raised you as a guinea pig...Why did he choose you? Because you are similar to him? You are a different child, and this difference makes you different. It's terrible and pathetic, it's because of your uniqueness that Bai Sinian chose you, just like he chose Jiang Ying."

Shadows appeared outside the sun-baked lenses, Ye Chuyang took off the glasses, looked at the sky and chuckled feebly: "Actually, none of us escaped from Bai Sinian, you were used by him, I was used by him, and Jiang Ying was also used by him." He used it. Although he was dead, he took you away, Jiang Ying, he took away all the people he wanted to take away, like a tyrant with the power of life and death. You have been killed by him If you are dead, do you want Jiang Ying to suffer the same harm as you?"

The wind picked up, and the wind picked up the grass clippings and threw them on Ye Chuyang.He dusted off his shirt, put on his glasses, and said to Liang Xinxin, "Recover well, and I'll see you again when I have time."

He stood up and walked back. After walking two steps, he heard Liang Xinxin say behind him: "He said, I am a door."

Ye Chuyang turned his head and looked at her: "What door?"

Liang Xinxin raised her hand, spread her fingers, and the sunlight flowed along her fingers: "I am a door, a door leading to another world."

Ye Chuyang: "Where is the other world?"

Liang Xinxin's hand was like a windmill, turning back and forth in the sun: "I asked him, can I go? He said no, because I am the door, and I will always stand at the entrance of the world, waiting for him to walk by me But, I'll close the door for him."

Ye Chuyang's heart seemed to be thrown down hard by someone, and there was a pounding sound: "Where is he going?"

Liang Xinxin pointed to the sky: "There."

She pointed to the sky, and what hovered at her fingertips were vegetation debris and butterflies, as well as stars, the sea and the universe.

Ye Chuyang finally understood; Bai Sinian is not dead, he is still alive, he went to another world, that is a domain of gods, a domain of gods called subconscious mind.

He asked Bai Sinian where the seabed leading to the subconscious was, but Bai Sinian refused to tell him. At this time, he finally understood that the seabed made by Bai Sinian was not a machine, but a human being, and Liang Xinxin was in his hands. A defective test product, Jiang Ying is the perfect finished product in his hands——Jiang Ying is his seabed.

Jiang Ying is not only the door to God's Domain, but also the gatekeeper. When Bai Sinian entered God's Domain as a returnee, Jiang Ying's only remaining value was to close the door for him.

Dean Qi's time is precious, and he went back to work in the office after a brief chat with the police.Haiyang squatted under a big elm tree with no style or money, took a mobile phone to reply messages to his subordinates, typed a few messages and sent them, and found a person standing in front of him.

"Finished talking? Liang Xinxin can't say anything." After Haiyang sent the last message, he stood up and put his phone in his pocket. When he looked up, he saw Ye Chuyang standing in front of him with red eyes and a very sad expression.

He quickly supported Ye Chuyang's shoulder: "What's the matter? What happened to you?"

Ye Chuyang couldn't stand still. He threw his body forward, pressed his forehead against his chest, and said with a sob, "I don't understand, why it must be Jiang Ying, why all those people refused to let Jiang Ying go, Jiang Ying What did you do wrong?"

Haiyang: "What's wrong with Jiang Ying? Isn't he good? He can eat and drink and forget about you."

Ye Chuyang raised his fist and hit him on the shoulder: "You also have prejudice against him, he is a victim!"

Haiyang: "Okay, okay, he is the victim, let's go out first, it's too hot here."

After leaving the nursing home, Haiyang bought a box of ice cream from the vending machine inside the nursing home, lifted the lid of the ice cream, wiped the wooden spoon on his clothes twice, and handed both the ice cream and the spoon to Ye Chuyang.

Ye Chuyang sat alone in the back seat, leaning against the car door, lying in the gap between the car door and the seat, digging for ice cream with a wooden spoon.

Haiyang drove back and said, "Tell me now, what stimulated you just now?"

The ice cream was too frozen, Ye Chuyang planed it with a wooden spoon and said, "I know what Bai Sinian's next plan is."

Haiyang: "Bai Sinian is dead, what plans does he have?"

Ye Chuyang: "I said he is not dead, do you believe me?"

Haiyang glanced back from the rearview mirror with a bitter face: "This damn... I believe it or not."

Ye Chuyang explained softly: "I told you that No. 37 behind Bai Sinian is studying the collective subconscious. Bai Sinian succeeded. He created a seabed leading to the subconscious realm."

Hai Yangsheng has nothing to love: "Go ahead, I don't understand anyway."

Ye Chuyang dug out a spoonful of ice cream and brought it to his mouth, sighed cold air: "Jiang Ying is the seabed he created, you can understand that Jiang Ying is the medium for him to enter the subconscious, when he enters the subconscious realm, It will definitely prevent others from using the medium he created to enter the subconscious realm, so he will definitely shut down the seabed."

Haiyang: "How?"

Ye Chuyang said lightly, "Kill Jiang Ying."

Haiyang frowned: "He is dead, how can he kill Jiang Ying?"

Ye Chuyang: "I don't know, maybe he arranged for a killer, maybe... maybe he will arrange for Jiang Ying to commit suicide."

Haiyang was confused when he heard this: "We can prevent killers, but how can we prevent suicide?"

After taking two mouthfuls, Ye Chuyang didn't want to eat any more, so he put the lid on the ice cream and said, "I must bring Jiang Ying back before Bai Sinian makes a move."

Haiyang had given up on understanding what he said, and asked, "Where did you bring Jiang Ying back?"

Ye Chuyang remained silent, his eyelids closed as if he had fallen asleep, and after a while, he asked abruptly, "Brother Haiyang, can you get sleeping pills?"

Not only sleeping pills, Haiyang can even get Mongolian sweat medicine, sleeping pills that can bring down a cow with just one phone call.That night, Haiyang drove Ye Chuyang and Bian Xiaocheng to the downstairs of Jiangying Community.

Bian Xiaocheng put the medicine bottle in his briefcase, and before getting out of the car, he assured Ye Chuyang: "Don't worry, Dr. Ye, I will definitely bring President Jiang down."

Ye Chuyang: "... Pay attention to the dosage, don't put too much."

Bian Xiaocheng set off with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

The night in the high-end residential area is very quiet, cars and people come and go in a hurry, not even a human voice can be heard.Haiyang put down the car window, smoked a cigarette, and said with a sigh: "I don't even know what we are doing, even if you want to beat Jiang Ying down, you should let me go up, this little secretary and You are just as delicate, but he slapped Jiang Ying and had to find four fingers instead."

Ye Chuyang looked nervously at the brightly lit public lobby: "Say less."

Time passed by, and 46 minutes later, at [-]:[-], Ye Chuyang's cell phone rang.Ye Chuyang picked it up: "Secretary Bian."

Bian Xiaocheng suppressed his voice: "Dr. Ye, President Jiang has fallen asleep."

Ye Chuyang: "Okay, come out."

A few minutes later, Bian Xiaocheng ran out of the building with his briefcase in his hands like a thief, and closed the window as soon as he got in the car, as excited as if he had blown up the enemy's bunker just now.

Haiyang turned around and asked him with a cigarette in his mouth, "How many times did you slap Jiang Ying?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "Huh?"

Ye Chuyang: "Don't pay attention to him. How many pills did you take?"

Bian Xiaocheng: "Three tablets, enough for him to sleep until noon tomorrow."

Ye Chuyang raised his wrist to look at his watch. After another 10 minutes passed, Jiang Ying should have fallen asleep.He put on a black peaked cap, put away his briefcase, and said, "You guys wait for me in the car, it will take ten minutes."

Haiyang worried about him: "I'll go with you."

Ye Chuyang: "No, the more people there are, the more noise there will be. I'll go up alone."

Haiyang: "Jiang Ying doesn't recognize his relatives now, if he finds out, call me immediately."

Ye Chuyang: "I know."

He got out of the car and closed the car door, walked straight through the lobby of the public area with his briefcase, took the elevator upstairs, entered the password at the door, pumped himself up, and then slowly opened the door.

The lights on the first floor were on, and there was no one there. Ye Chuyang walked in lightly, stood at the stairs and looked upstairs, and saw that the door of the master bedroom on the second floor was closed, and a light leaked from under the door.

He went upstairs quietly, stood at the door and tentatively pushed the door open by a palm width, looked in through the crack of the door, and saw Jiang Yingping lying on the bed, motionless.He was sure that Jiang Ying had fallen asleep. Jiang Ying was very alert. Normally, a slight noise would wake him up. At this time, he seemed to be falling into a deep sleep under the influence of drugs.

Ye Chuyang opened the door and walked in. Standing by the bed, he saw that the black nightgown Jiang Ying was wearing was his own. He had worn this nightgown for four or five years. He brought it here when he packed his luggage. Bian Xiaocheng made a mistake, thinking it belonged to Jiang Ying, and left out the dress.

He squatted down and looked at Jiang Ying quietly. Jiang Ying sewed a few stitches on the left forehead. The stitches were obvious. Other than that, Jiang Ying didn't change at all. It seemed that Jiang Ying would go on as usual in the next second. Tsukuru hugged him aggrievedly, and acted like a child to him: "I had a nightmare just now, please coax me."

There is a set of pocket sampling equipment in the briefcase, a palm-sized microcomputer with two thin wires protruding from the left and right, and the ends of the wires are connected to a black magnetic disk the size of a fingernail.He stuck the disk on Jiang Ying's left and right temples, started the computer, and zigzag electric ripples flashed across the screen.

Sampling took about 10 minutes. Ye Chuyang stared at the watch and watched the minute hand move forward slowly. The minute hand turned thirteen divisions, and the flickering ripples stopped. The sampling was successful.

He put the device back in the bag, zipped it up and went out, but he was a little impatient, and kicked a wine bottle on the floor when he turned around; with a bang, the bottle fell to the ground, and Gu Lulu rolled forward a few times , A winding trace of red wine flowed out from the mouth of the bottle.

Ye Chuyang froze all over, holding his breath to listen to the sound behind him, his heart was beating violently.

The room was very quiet, and Jiang Ying was not woken up by accident.

He continued to walk forward, and when he was about to reach the door, Jiang Ying said, "Aren't you going to wipe the floor clean before leaving?"

When Ye Chuyang mentioned the anger in his chest was relieved immediately, frustration and disappointment arose spontaneously.How could he have forgotten that Jiang Ying's drug resistance was very strong, and two or three sleeping pills were only as effective to him as a glass of calming milk.

Jiang Ying lifted the quilt and got out of bed, glanced at the red wine stains on the floor, put on the belt of his nightgown and said, "Explain why you are appearing in front of me at this moment."

Ye Chuyang turned around, not knowing how to face him, nor how to speak.

Jiang Ying became impatient after waiting for a few seconds, picked up the phone and said, "Do you want me to call the security guard or the police?"

Ye Chuyang: "I'll get my things."

Jiang Ying raised his eyes and looked at him wearily and indifferently: "What is it?"

Ye Chuyang looked at the nightgown on his body: "My clothes are here with you."

Jiang Ying's eyes gradually became playful, as if he was watching his performance, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Then you can find it."

Ye Chuyang opened the closet, randomly took out a coat from Jiang Ying's clothes in the closet, and said, "This is mine."

Jiang Ying: "Is there anything else?"

Ye Chuyang: "No more, only this one."

Jiang Ying tightened his belt and walked towards him, scanned him up and down, then picked up the collar of the jacket with his fingers and lifted it up, and said with a smile, "Are you sure the size of this dress is right for you?"

Ye Chuyang snatched the coat back, and he no longer had the courage to look at Jiang Ying, turned his face and said, "I bought a big one."

Jiang Ying stared at him, enjoying the fact that he was obviously panicked but still acted calmly and calmly.Having seen enough of his performance, Jiang Ying left him as if no one was there, walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs.

Ye Chuyang took a breath while leaning on the wardrobe, thinking that he had already found out anyway, and the worst result had already happened. If Jiang Ying wanted to punish him, he could only call the police, and Haiyang could also help him at that time.Thinking of a way out for himself, Ye Chuyang went downstairs with his clothes in his arms, and saw Jiang Ying in the kitchen, standing in front of the refrigerator rummaging through things.

He intentionally didn't close the door tightly just now, but now he was still covering it, and Jiang Ying's back was turned to him, so now is a good chance to get out.He stared at the door and was about to leave quietly when he heard Jiang Ying say, "Have you got enough?"

Ye Chuyang: "What?"

Jiang Ying found a pack of quick-frozen wontons from the refrigerator, threw them on the floating platform with a bang, and said, "I'm not interested in what you took, so take the things and leave quickly, don't let me see you again."

Ye Chuyang was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the briefcase in his hand, humiliated and amused in his heart: "You think I'm here to steal?"

Jiang Ying: "Just take it as a breakup fee, although I don't remember when I dated you."

Ye Chuyang was filled with emotion, and said, "Jiang Ying, this is the most hurtful thing you've ever said to me."

Jiang Ying concentrated on looking for the most suitable pot for boiling water among the pots on the cabinet, without even looking at him: "Then you want me to call the police more?"

Ye Chuyang walked out disheartened. When he reached the door, he heard crackling noises behind him. He turned his head and saw a steamer and a saucepan fell on the ground. The ceramic saucepan was broken into two pieces. The lid of the pot fell to pieces.

Jiang Ying stood in the mess with his eyebrows frowned. He smashed the blood dripping from his index finger with his thumb, and then squatted down to pick up the ceramic shards.

Ye Chuyang: "Don't hold it with your hands."

Jiang Ying stopped and turned to look at him.

Ye Chuyang closed the half-open door, turned around and walked in, put down the things in his hand and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, avoiding the sharp cross-section of the fragments, picked up the fragments one by one and threw them into the trash can, saying: "In the bathroom There are Band-Aids and iodine in the vanity drawer, and you treat the wound yourself."

Jiang Ying watched him tidy up the ceramic shards, hesitated for a moment, and finally went to the bathroom as promised.There was indeed a small medical bag in the drawer, which contained iodine, alcohol, cotton swabs, Band-Aids, etc. He washed the wound with water, put a Band-Aid on it, and went back to the kitchen to see that Ye Chuyang had cleaned up the mess Well, water is being poured into a black saucepan.

Ye Chuyang asked, "Do you want to cook wontons?"

Jiang Ying looked at him busy, and felt a little strange in his heart. Just now, he wanted to drive him away as soon as possible, but now he couldn't speak.

Ye Chuyang finished the pot, turned on the stove to boil water, and said, "Don't rush me, I'll leave after cooking the wonton for you, 15 minutes at most."

Jiang Ying walked around to the opposite side of the floating stage, sat on the bar stool by the stage, watched him busy for a while, and said, "You know how to cook?"

Ye Chuyang washed two shallots and was chopping green onions. Hearing this, he curled up his lips and smiled slightly: "I'm terrible at cooking. This is the only dish I'm good at. Even you are much better than me."

Jiang Ying picked up the cigarette case on the floating stage and took out a cigarette, lit the cigarette while biting the cigarette, and said, "Me?"

Ye Chuyang smelled the smoke, and his vague thoughts were pulled back to reality. Jiang Ying knew that he didn't smoke, so Jiang Ying always avoided him when he smoked, but now Jiang Ying was puffing in front of him.

Ye Chuyang's eyes flickered for a moment, and he almost cut his finger: "You are pampered, and you never cook, but you still learned a few dishes for me, and you do housework better than me."

Jiang Ying rested his elbows on the stage, put his hands on his face, and only listened to his words as a story, and said indifferently, "Really."

Ye Chuyang also seemed to be telling a story, a story that had nothing to do with the person in front of him: "At the beginning you wanted to live with me, and you promised not to let me cook, and you would do all the housework." He chuckled, "I didn't Thought you could do what you said, never thought you would, never asked me to do anything."

Jiang Ying took down a cup from the cup holder, knocked a piece of soot into it, and smiled casually: "I didn't expect that I was actually a good man. Go on, I want to hear what you think what kind of person I was."

When the water boiled, Ye Chuyang lifted the lid of the pot and put wontons in it one by one: "You are very clingy to me, very dependent on me, and often do some very childish things."

Jiang Ying: "For example?"

Ye Chuyang showed a soft smile on his face: "When I am angry with you, you will take the initiative to punish me, and you will act like a baby when you quarrel with me. Your emotions are very fickle, and I will coax you every time you lose your temper. You have been a long time. But you are very good to me, you take every word I say to your heart, and you are careful and wholehearted to me. I know you care about me, but you are a fool, you can't even calculate your own feelings, to Now I dare not say that I like me, promise me that one day I will think it through clearly, and then tell me whether you like me or not."

After the wontons were cooked, he put chopped green onions in the bowl, added some seasonings, and poured out the wontons one by one. In fact, he could move as fast as he could, but he wanted to delay the time and stay with Jiang Ying longer.

"You can't eat spicy food, you like light ones, so I often cook wontons for you. You bought the tableware in the kitchen according to the style and pattern of my tableware. You think I like it, but in fact I prefer fancy colors. I was looking for some excuse to replace them. You also promised to give me a breakup fee of three billion yuan when we broke up. I’m always afraid when I’m in arrears, and I’ll have to add a sum next time, I’m afraid that you can really afford it, and I’m also worried that the bill will be written off.”

Ye Chuyang laughed at himself: "Now that I think about it, I'm so stupid, more than 30 billion, how could you pay it off." He raised his head weakly, looked at Jiang Ying, and said with a smile, "But even if you It’s not clear, we have also broken up now.”

For the first time, Jiang Ying knew that a person's smile can be gentle and sad at the same time.Even though he was sad, the man who smiled gently put a bowl of wontons in front of him, and the heat on his face seemed to turn into knives, cutting open his flesh, looking for the direction of his heart in his indifferent and hard shell .

Jiang Ying: "Do you love me very much?"

Ye Chuyang washed his hands under the faucet in the sink, and his voice of "yes" when he answered Jiang Ying was as clear as water.

Jiang Ying: "I don't remember anything you just said. I have completely forgotten about you. Do you still love me?"

When the water stopped, Ye Chuyang tore off a piece of kitchen paper to wipe his hands, and said, "I can't stop loving you just because you forget me. The person I love is you, not you who loves me."

After drying his hands, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that Haiyang had called him four or five times.He had to go. Although Jiang Ying didn't urge him to leave, he had no reason to stay here. He put down his sleeves and walked out: "I'm leaving, thank you for not calling the police."

Jiang Ying suddenly asked, "Do you hate me?" He looked at Ye Chuyang, hoping that this gentle man would hate him, because it was much easier to accept someone's hate than someone's love.Although he could treat other people's love and hatred as rubbish, Ye Chuyang's love for him was tormenting him.

But Ye Chuyang disappointed him. Ye Chuyang smiled and said to him: "I don't hate you. My little friend is just sick, and I will cure him. Even if he still doesn't love me after he recovers, I hope he live in peace and tranquility.”

Ye Chuyang forgot that coat, and stood in the elevator hall with only his briefcase waiting for the elevator.The elevator opened, but there was no one inside. He went in and pressed the first floor, and the car wall closed slowly, locking him in a box isolated from the world.

He saw his own face on the golden siding of the car wall, pale and sad. He looked at himself, and confided thousands of words to the person in the mirror for a moment. The person in the mirror must understand him, because he saw his tears full face.