Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

After the renovation of the old hospital site was completed, Liang Zhao left Jian Anning's courtyard and moved into this empty and deserted five-story building alone.

Since then, he stayed at home every day, immersed himself in experimental research, and almost lived a lonely life isolated from the world.

The time has passed to July, and G City has entered winter.

Liangzhao's work came to an end for the time being, and he looked out of the window all day long at the deserted place, only then did he remember that he hadn't gone out for a walk for so long.

I collected some standing medicines and supplies at the research institute, loaded them into the off-road vehicle that I got from the boss, and drove all the way out of the urban area of ​​G City.

Jian Anning has a private farm in a small town nearby, and usually helps some poor people who have nowhere to go, and keeps them to work there.

Only halfway through the long-distance trip, Liang Zhao suddenly received a message from Wu Ze on his mobile phone.

[I sent you something, it will arrive almost today, remember to check it. ]

The traffic condition on the road was very bad. Liang Zhao pursed his lips slightly, turned the steering wheel with one hand to avoid the peddler standing in the middle of the road, pressed the Bluetooth on his ear, and replied to the message by voice input.

[I can’t accept it, let’s put it away for now. ]

[Wu Ze:? ]

[On the way to the farm, the place is too remote. ]

[Wu Ze: If you can't let it go, it will break. ]

Liang Zhao felt very puzzled when he saw the words, so he took off the mobile phone from the bracket and talked with it with a little interest.

[What the hell is it? You sent it to Africa, so there’s still a little time left? ]

The other side didn't respond for a while, so Liang Zhao withdrew his attention and concentrated on driving.

The car rolled over the bare land and drove all the way into the depths of the countryside.The yellow-brown sand raised from the gap between the wheels deeply shows the fanaticism and nature of this secret place.

Liang Zhao stopped the car at the gate of the farm, and under the projection of sunlight, he saw a burly figure approaching him from a distance.

Samuel is a foreign security guard hired by Jian Anning, and he is usually in charge of the farm's affairs.

After staying with his employer for a long time, his Chinese is still very bad, and after a few words of polite conversation with Liang Zhao, it automatically turns into an introduction to the whole English exchange.

The farm mentioned by the security guard is like a miniature ecological circle, where many individuals live and depend on each other.

There are artisans, street vendors, farmers, horse trainers...a kind-hearted white teacher, and her teenage daughter.

Liang Zhao used the medicines and simple equipment he brought to set up a voluntary clinic here, and there was no need to put a sign on it, and patients came to the door incessantly.

After some consultation, Liang Zhao rubbed the head of a child with flatulence, and those slightly hard black hair stubbles felt a little irritating to the touch.

While taking the pills for invigorating the spleen and helping digestion to the mother of the child, he comforted in a deep voice: "Don'tworry. He'llbeallrightsoon."

"Thanks for your favor." After the young mother repeated her thanks, she got up and left with her child in her arms.

pat-

There was a light sound from the small wooden window of the consulting room, as if someone pushed it lightly from the outside.

Liang Zhao, who was leaning on the low table, looked over and found a piece of exquisitely packaged Russian chocolate by the window.Not far from the window, in the place covered by the boulder, a pair of bright eyes were cautiously exposed.

"For me?"

Liang Zhao picked up the candy and shook it between his fingers, but the child who was hiding outside the window ran away with a whoosh.

Liang Zhao sighed softly, raised his cold eyes, and glanced at the gradually dimming sky outside through the wooden window.

At some point, Fang Hongtong had already climbed to the sky above his head.The peaceful and healing scenery made Liang Zhao want to go for a stroll nearby, and kill some time before sunset.

When Piyi boarded the high fence behind the farm, and walked along the stone steps to look at the flat farmland in the distance, he happened to see someone burning the wasteland.

The dry grass was ignited, and thick smoke gradually rose from the wilderness.The night wind blows, carrying dust everywhere.

"cough--"

The sudden choking smell of coal made Liang Zhao narrow his eyes, and coughed lightly with his fists pressed to his lips.

Just about to get up to avoid it, a group of children who got candy from no one knew where they got it laughed and ran after them.

With the experience just now, Liang Zhao can't help being curious about people who give out candies.Just as he was about to get up and follow the path, his sight bumped into a dreamlike shadow at the end of the narrow path.

In the dusty sky, someone walked over.The slender and tall figure is also very recognizable in the quivering fire that burns the wasteland.

He was wearing the black slim jacket that he had seen for the first time, against which he was as handsome as ever, like a prairie fire.

Ling Xuan.

The tiny grains of sand in the wind captivated Liang Zhao's left eye, but he recognized it in an instant.

"Why are you here?"

The low-quality air created by the burn won't be dissipating anytime soon.When the two stood facing each other a few steps apart, there was still a slight smell of smoke all over their bodies.

"Graduation trip." Ling Xuan smiled peacefully, as if the ocean continent he crossed was only a few steps away.

Liang Zhao lowered his head and saw that the man still had unfinished candies in his hand, he couldn't hide his surprise from the corners of his eyes and brows.

He actually came here by himself, in this place only [-] kilometers away from the slum?

Just as Liang Zhao was about to ask if anything happened on the way, he suddenly remembered the matter of Wu Ze asking for an address earlier, and a certain mail that was said to be "broken"... When he said it, he changed the sentence.

"Aren't you busy with work?"

"I'm tired, I've saved up six or seven years of vacation and want to take it all at once." A certain financial vane smiled mischievously and refused to answer properly.

"It's just messed up."

After 2 minutes of silence, only this harmless comment rang in Ling Xuan's ear.

The young man stroked his messy hair and smiled honestly: "I can accept everything else, but I really didn't expect that the end of the journey would be a burning wasteland."

Liang Zhao's eyes were dark, and he raised his hand calmly, and brushed off a piece of dust blown by the wind from the head of the person in front of him. "Mr. Ling, can you introduce the travel plan for this time?"

Ling Xuan ignored the complicated emotions hidden in this question, and after answering "hardly any" with a righteous smile, he weakened his tone very calmly.

"Although our current relationship seems a bit awkward, I still want to ask, can I take refuge in you temporarily?"

Liang Zhao frowned at the familiar feeling of being controlled, and was preempted by the other party before he could speak.

"Not long after I got off the plane, I was exhausted. Would you like Lianggong to lend me a bed to lie down first, and then give me a lecture?"

"What do you say?"

Liang Zhao frowned.Of course he knows the feeling of being turbulent by the plane for dozens of hours, but in this place now, the water and electricity supply is inconvenient, and even taking a hot bath is a problem.

"Stand still here, I'll get the car keys."

During the nearly three-hour night journey, neither side said a few words.In the quiet and eerie atmosphere, Liang Zhao finally brought people back to G City.

"Aren't you going to live in the farm for a while? Why did I hear Samuel say you're back?"

Before entering the door, Jian Anning's phone call came in.

"Yeah." Liang Zhao plugged a bluetooth headset into his ear, and while leading the guest from heaven into the elevator, he continued: "I brought someone back, so I'll stay with you first."

"what?"

The person who was tinkering with butterfly specimens on the other end of the phone raised his voice: "How can you sing? Go out alone, come back with two people?"

Liang Zhao didn't have the heart to explain to Dr. Jian, and hung up directly after chatting for a few words.He led Ling Xuan all the way up to the top floor, and pushed open a certain door panel in the corridor.

"There are only two houses here that can live in people. You can sleep here for a night first, and I will come and help you clean up tomorrow."

Ling Xuan nodded, indicating that he would follow the arrangement.

"Then you have a good rest, and go back early when you've had enough fun." Liang Zhao lowered his eyelids slightly, swallowed all the words that were unclear, and only changed to this exhortation, then turned and went downstairs.

"Liang Zhao."

Suddenly there was a voice calling out his name and surname from behind, Liang Zhao stopped and slowly turned around, just in time to meet a pair of clear and clear eyes.

Ling Xuan, who was standing alone on the top floor of the stairs, was serious, and said in a serious tone: "Liang Gong, if I met you at the age of 17, I would stay here with you desperately. But now that I am 23, I understand everyone It is an independent individual, carrying different things on its body, it is impossible and cannot be discarded.”

"So when I come here, it can only be regarded as a bet with myself, betting that I have left a mark in your heart. If I lose, then you can treat it as if we are officially saying goodbye from now on. Even a child will Have your own attitude, it’s not that you’ve had enough fun, it’s that I won’t play with you anymore.”

The words that came to his ears were really a bit harsh, Liang Zhao quietly raised his eyebrows, and did not shy away from his gaze.

The two just looked at each other for a few seconds across a few stairs, then Ling Xuan raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said in a warm voice, "One day has passed since my vacation, and you still have 5 weeks to think about it slowly."

Liang Zhao was silent for a moment, just staring at the bright and outstanding face in front of him, and then opened his lips in a low voice: "Then Ling always thinks, what kind of victory is it?"

When confronting Lianggong tit for tat, Ling Xuan subconsciously restrained the momentum he had just said, smiled very cutely, and answered without thinking: "Either it is your person or your heart, since I have crossed the intercontinental came to find you..."

"You have to be able to take one back with you."