Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

"Aran...don't cry, He Xiran!"

Wen Xiaoyu woke up from the dream, the pale light of the incandescent lamp pierced into his eyes, pulling him back from the dark basement, he didn't know what day and night it was.

"Doctor! Doctor! You are awake, come and see!" The child star roared in a series of crying voices.

Afterwards, doctors and nurses surrounded Wen Xiaoyu, and after a series of messy examinations and consultations, they dispersed one after another, and Wen Xiaoyu's chaotic brain gradually became clear.

Wen Muchen was lying on the side of the hospital bed, looking at him tearfully.Wen Xiaoyu wanted to smile at his brother, but he didn't even have the strength to bend the corners of his mouth. He raised his hand tremblingly, and gently placed it on Wen Muchen's head, seeing the hanging needle on the back of his hand.

"Brother, what time is it?" He asked Wen Muchen.

"It's eight o'clock." Wen Muchen took off his hand, put it to his mouth and blew, "It hurts..." As he said, tears fell down.

"It doesn't hurt, brother, I don't hurt." Wen Xiaoyu said eagerly.

"You might as well look in the mirror and see if you believe what you said." Tong Xing came in and choked after talking with the doctor.

Wen Xiaoyu glanced at the dark sky outside, then looked at Tong Xing.

"You don't need to ask me for a phone call. I called him all day, but the phone is still turned off." Tong Xing said.

The cold liquid in the hanging bottle flowed into his veins, and the heartbroken crying in the dream still echoed in his ears, Wen Xiaoyu felt his heart palpitate badly, and he said: "I want to go back and find him."

Missing He Xiran is like a vine, growing wantonly like crazy.He struggled to get up without hesitation, and pulled off the hanging needle on the back of his hand without hesitation, a thread of blood sprayed out and landed on the white sheet.

"You're crazy! Lie down!"

He looked so weak, but with the obsession in his heart, the child star couldn't hold him down.

"Lie down first, can't I go and bring him to you?" Tong Xing was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Wen Xiaoyu recalled the iron gate in the dream, and said: "You can't bring him, I have to go."

He looked horrific, and Wen Muchen was so frightened that he burst into tears. Doctors and nurses came to help and pushed him back to the hospital bed together.

Tong Xing tried to persuade him: "Why do you have to go back at this time? After you finish infusing this bottle of medicine, I will take you back. It will only take an hour."

"No, he needs me now." He Xiran's tearful face came to his mind again, making him unable to wait any longer.

This time, no one could restrain him, and the doctor was considering whether to give him a sedative.Looking at his wobbly back, Tong Xing said, "Forget it, let him go."

The community hospital is not too far away, but Wen Xiaoyu feels that it will never end.The warm summer evening wind blew past his face, and he only felt a bone-chilling cold.

He Xiran was crying, He Xiran needed him.

Only this one thought supported him to endure all the pain and weakness, and stumbled back home.

"He Xiran!" He slammed on the iron door of the He family, calling He Xiran's name repeatedly.

No one responded, not even Mrs. He's annoying voice appeared.The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, Wen Xiaoyu panicked for a while, and he began to kick the door with all his strength.

The other neighbors in the alley poked their heads out to see what was going on. Tong Xing came back with Wen Muchen. Seeing him in this state, he didn't know whether to stop or help.

Just as he was hesitating, Wen Xiaoyu kicked open the heavy and hard iron door with a "bang".

There was a sudden pain in his ankle, he had no time to think about anything, and staggered into He's house.

The moment he entered the living room, the scene in front of him overlapped with the dream, and He Xiran's crying came faintly in his ears.

"He Xiran..." He stumbled and ran up to the second floor, turned on all the lights, and dispelled the darkness that would always linger in He's house.

But no one.The He family was still as he remembered it, nothing had changed, only the people had disappeared.

He searched the first and second floors, but stopped suddenly at the entrance of the basement.For the first time, he had a fear of the basement, what if, if He Xiran wasn't there, what would he do.

Tong Xing put Wen Muchen at home and followed Wen Xiaoyu to witness all this.He glanced at the dark basement, and asked fearfully, "What's wrong? Why don't you go down and take a look?"

Wen Xiaoyu took a deep breath, clenched his fists hanging by his sides, and said, "Go."

He walked down the stairs step by step, the dim light in the basement was also extinguished, and he couldn't see the figure projected on the wall.In the darkness, he raised his hand to lightly touch the iron fence door, and with a "squeak", the iron door opened easily.

"He Xiran." Obviously the iron door was open, but he was too scared to make a sound.

He had never been so scared before, and turned on the light with trembling fingers, the dim light flooded the room, and there was no one there.Even He's mother, who often lives here, is not there, and there is a withered and decadent atmosphere in the air.

"Damn... it's too scary." Tong Xing rubbed his arms and looked around. It was midsummer, but the place was extremely gloomy and chilly.

"The whole family is not at home?" Tong Xing said, "Did you go out for something?"

Standing in the empty darkness, Wen Xiaoyu calmed down instead.

"You wait at home, if he comes back, please contact me as soon as possible." He said to the child star.

"Where are you going? I'll go for you, don't run around like this." Tong Xing said with a bitter face.

Wen Xiaoyu walked out determinedly, and said, "I'll go to Jingwan Hospital."

He went out and bought a new mobile phone, replaced the SIM card, sat in the taxi and continued to call He Xiran.

The repeated shutdown prompts gave him an illusion, as if this number would never be connected again, and he would never hear that sticky voice again.

Tong Xing followed his instructions to contact Mrs. He, but there was no news from the other party.

The street lights on both sides of the road flickered by, Wen Xiaoyu looked out of the window with a sinking face, wondering what was going on in his mind.In fact, he didn't dare to think deeply about anything. When everything was summed up, there were only three words "He Xiran".

When they came to Jingwan Hospital, they learned that members of the He family had never been to the hospital at all.

Standing in the long corridor at night, Wen Xiaoyu remembered He Xiran hugging him and saying "Don't go anywhere, stay with me".

He closed his eyes in pain, his legs were weak, he leaned against the wall and sat on the bench, his back, which was always straight, bent down, and his hands hugged his bowed head.

Is it because he broke his promise and lost his necklace, so is He Xiran punishing him?But in order to punish him, does the whole family need to disappear?

He was not afraid of punishment, but he was afraid that He Xiran would be unsafe and unhappy.

As long as he thought of the last time the two met, He Xiran was crying and walking away, and his heart ached beyond measure.He hated himself so much why he didn't chase after He Xiran and hugged He Xiran tightly, telling him that he loved him and would never leave him.

An unbearable pain surrounded Wen Xiaoyu heavily, and the five senses seemed to lose all their functions in an instant, as if they were in the cold and dark abyss of the sea, dying of breath and ringing in the ears.

After a long period of time, Wen Xiaoyu felt that his time had stopped, stopped in that rainy night that he knew nothing about.He Xiran took nothing away, and left nothing behind for him.

He visited all the hospitals in Xuancheng, and there was no medical record of the He family.He contacted Lao Zhao, Teacher Liu, and everyone who had been related to He Xiran, even the tall guy from the vocational high school, but there was no response as expected.

In the end, he went to the police station to report to the police, and Officer Xu told him that this matter did not meet the criteria for establishing a case, but he would keep an eye on the He family for him.

In the scorching summer, he just ran around in every corner of Xuancheng, but he had to search for all the places He Xiran had been to.

He even went to Lancheng, walking all over the streets and alleys and beaches.The artists in the Youth Hostel have changed, and no one knows him.Brother Ban was surprised by his depression and told him that He Xiran had never been here.

It was dusk at that time, Brother Ban asked him to stay overnight, but he still left in the night.He couldn't bring himself to stop.

During the day, he was still the calm and unmoving Wen Xiaoyu.

However, every time night fell, he would show his true colors, endless panic came from all directions, he couldn't find a reliable fulcrum, and He Xiran's words "I hate you, I don't want you anymore" are everywhere in the mountains and plains.

He curled himself up and lay on He Xiran's bed, covering his empty heart.

Surrounded by He Xiran's smell, it relieved his unbearable pain day after day.But after so many days, He Xiran's smell became weaker and weaker, and he almost couldn't smell it anymore.

Tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes, did He Xiran lie here and cry on that rainy night when he was not there?Do you miss each other as much as he does now?What happened that night made He Xiran go so resolutely that he didn't leave a word for him.

Where did his boy go?

Outsiders may not know Wen Xiaoyu's state, but those closest to her must know it best.Seeing that he tortured himself until he was out of shape, Wen Muchen became listless, and the child star was even more anxious.

"How could he not come back? Didn't you go to the university you worked so hard to get into? You toss yourself like this, think about how you can explain it when he comes back."

Wen Xiaoyu remained silent, the child star finished nagging, then thought about it, and said: "No, he should explain to you if you want to explain it. You bastard, you can leave as soon as you say it, without any sign at all. I have already said that he is not the same as us, don't come back when you leave, so as not to..."

His voice was abruptly interrupted by Wen Xiaoyu's terrifying eyes, he waved his hand and said, "All right, all right, I won't say anymore, I'm not worth it for you."

"It's nothing unworthy." Wen Xiaoyu's voice was hoarse as if cut by a knife, "I'm not good enough, whether he comes back or not, I'll wait for him."

Tong Xing was uncomfortable hearing that, he didn't understand what was wrong with Wen Xiaoyu, and how good he could be for He Xiran.Wen Xiaoyu has done so much for him, and now she is almost putting her life on the line, what should be done.

He waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about this, just wait, anyway, you should come back soon after school starts, has your admission letter arrived?"

"Well, I'll go to school to get it today." Wen Xiaoyu said.

When he came to school, Lao Zhao looked at him worriedly: "Why are you so thin?"

"It's okay." Wen Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Did He Xiran contact you?"

"No, if he contacts me, I will be the first one to tell you." Lao Zhao sighed, "Will you take back his admission letter?"

"Well, give it to me."

Old Zhao handed him the two notices, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry too much, people can't just disappear out of thin air, maybe the whole family went abroad for vacation, and they will always come back."

Wen Xiaoyu hugged him, and said with trembling breath, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, I will never forget what you did for me, and I will come to see you often in the future."

Old Zhao patted him on the back, and hummed with red eyes: "I wish you a bright future and smooth sailing."

When he went downstairs, he met Gao Le and Xiaopang.Because he was frantically looking for He Xiran before, many people in the class knew about it.Seeing him at this moment, both of them hesitated to speak.

Wen Xiaoyu greeted them, and learned that Gao Le had gone to City H for the exam, while Xiaopang stayed in the local area to study in a junior college.The two of them observed Wen Xiaoyu's expression, but never dared to mention He Xiran.Several people kept in touch after making an appointment, so they said goodbye like this.

Walking out of the school gate, Wen Xiaoyu looked back.At the end of summer, the campus is lush and lush, but unfortunately, that bright smiling face has disappeared.

He walked slowly into the alley next to him, came to the end of the alley, and bought a piece of He Xiran's favorite egg pancake.While eating, he sent a message to He Xiran:

"I got the admission letter. I'm going to our university. Are you still not coming back?"

During this period of time, he made countless phone calls and sent countless messages to He Xiran, and now, he no longer anxiously expects a response, and only regards this as his own soliloquy.

Walking home, he went to the toilet and vomited faintly.Since he couldn't find He Xiran, he vomited almost every day, hurt his stomach, and didn't take proper care of it, so it was difficult to heal.

At the end of vomiting, he saw the blood stains on the side of the toilet and laughed at himself.After cleaning everything, he washed his face with cold water.

The phone rang, and it was a call from Lancheng Real Estate Company: "Mr. Wen, the house you reserved has reached the deadline for payment. Do you still need this house?"

Wen Xiaoyu straightened up and looked at herself in the mirror, her face was pale and her eyes were red.

"No more," he said.