Chapter 869: Marionette
When they first walked into this hospital, whether it was Wang Qian, Qu Yi and others, they didn't take Yang Tian seriously at all.
But now, when they get out of the hospital...... It's a different story.
Qu Yi and Wang Qian looked at Yang Tian's gaze, even if it was not respectful, at least they had a sense of admiration and seriousness.
And Ye Ziling's emotions are even a little more complicated.
The four got into the company car and left the hospital.
Qu Yi drove, and Wang Qian walked in the co-pilot.
Yang Tian served as a bodyguard and sat in the back seat with Ye Ziling.
Ye Ziling secretly glanced at Yang Tian several times, hesitated for a long time, and then asked in a low voice, "You...... Why don't you accept Professor Sterling's invitation?"
"Why do you want to accept it?" Yang Tian asked rhetorically.
"That professor is so powerful. If you can communicate with him well, it will definitely be of great help to you in the future, right? Ye Ziling said.
Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders, looked indifferent, and said, "Of course help helps." But...... I'm gone, who's going to protect you?"
Ye Ziling was stunned for a moment.
Yang Tian's words were originally very simple, and the meaning was very clear, without any fancy or embellishment.
But this simple language, coupled with that crisp and unhesitating tone, inexplicably has a sense of confession.
As soon as Ye Ziling heard this, he felt a deep sense of security and a feeling of being taken care of.
My heart warmed inexplicably.
The little face couldn't help but feel a little hot.
Sensing this, she hurriedly turned her head away, for fear that Yang Tian would find out.
And then...... In order to make herself look less flustered, she deliberately spoke: "Cut-me...... I don't have to protect you. I have Sister Wang to take care of them, and there will be nothing wrong. ”
Yang Tian smiled indifferently and didn't say anything more.
......
Evening.
In the romantic capital thousands of miles away from China.
In a small room that is delicately decorated, but somewhat dim.
A young girl was sitting in front of the window, quietly looking at an ornament at the head of the bed.
It was a marionette.
A stand with a large base rests on the top of the bedside table.
Above the bracket, hang down a line.
The line pulls a cross-shaped wooden frame.
Underneath the wooden frame is a tree root line, which is attached to the puppet toy below, hanging it.
The puppet hung silently there.
As soon as you pull a slight pull on a certain line under the wooden frame, the puppet's movements will change.
But if you don't touch anything......
The puppet didn't move, and just hung there quietly.
The girl who was staring at the puppet in a daze at the moment.
She is beautiful, delicately like a work of art carved by God, breathtaking enough to drive countless men crazy.
But here she sat now, looking haggard, her eyes blank, doing nothing, exactly like a puppet that had not been moved.
"Knock knock knock-"
A knock was heard at the door, breaking the silence.
Then came the voice of a man.
"Ding Ling, are you inside, can you open the door for me?" the man said.
Ding Ling's eyes changed slightly when he heard this voice.
But this change is just more indifference and disgust.
She still didn't move.
Still looking at the puppet, doing nothing.
"Ding Ling, Ding Ling, I know you're in there, can't you see me?" the man said again.
Ding Ling still didn't respond.
"Ding Ling, I know you don't like me very much, but you should give me at least one meeting. Come out and meet me, okay?" said the man.
Ding Ling still didn't make the slightest move.
Ding Ling...... I'm begging you, is it okay to see me?" the man said helplessly.
Ding Ling didn't move.
......
After a long time, the man finally gave up.
"If you change your mind at any time, just call me and I'll come to see you right away. The man said. And then...... Then I heard the sound of footsteps moving away.
It should have been gone.
After another moment.
"Knock knock—"
The knock on the door rang again.
But this time it was followed by a female voice: "Ling'er, it's me, open the door." I don't want to go looking for room keys anymore. ”
This time, Ding Ling finally had some reaction.
She stood up and walked over somewhat mechanically to open the door. And then...... Return to where you were and continue to look at the puppet.
Walking in through the door was also a young woman. Compared with Ding Ling, he is older.
This is Ding Ling's cousin, Ding Nishang, who is Ding Ling's elder.
can be said to be an elder, in fact, Ding Nishang is also very young, only twenty-six years old, less than ten years older than Ding Ling. And now she is not married, not even a young woman, she is still a young woman.
Ding Nishang studied in country F when she was in college, and she stayed here to live after graduation, and has lived there for many years.
After the Ding family arranged Ding Ling here, they let Ding Nishang take care of and guardianship.
Although Ding Nishang lives abroad all the year round, she still goes back every year. Although she and Ding Ling have not been together for a long time, she has always been very pitiful and loving for this delicate but sickly person, as fragile as a porcelain doll. So after Ding Ling came here, she has been taking care of her wholeheartedly.
But at this moment......
Ding Nishang couldn't help but sigh when she looked at Ding Ling, who sat back in that position again and continued to stare at the marionette in a daze.
Ever since she came here, Ding Ling has always been like this.
She doesn't go out, she doesn't go to class, and she hasn't been there again except to report to the school she has arranged.
She doesn't surf the Internet, doesn't watch TV, occasionally flips through books every day, and stares at puppets in a daze the rest of the time.
Even...... If it weren't for Ding Nishang taking care of her all the time, Ding Nishang suspected that this girl would not even eat or drink water.
It's all about the rhythm of becoming an immortal!
Ding Nishang closed the door, came to Ding Ling and sat down, and said, "Ling'er, how long are you going to torture yourself like this?"
Ding Ling did not answer.
Ding Nishang looked at Ding Ling, and after a while, asked again: "Sun Haoran has come to you many times, but you haven't seen her once." I was afraid that you would be angry with me, so I did not take it upon myself to open the door of your room and let him in. Can...... If you go on like this, when will you be the first to be counted? Can't you give him a chance, and give yourself a chance?"
When Ding Ling heard this, he finally spoke.
However, she still looked at the puppet and said indifferently: "I don't like him." I won't see him. ”
Ding Nishang smiled bitterly, thought for a few seconds, and said, "You don't like him?" Okay, then I won't see him first." I'm going to take you to a party tonight and show you the handsome guys in the romantic capital, so you should relax and relax, okay?"
Ding Ling shook his head and said, "I won't like them either." ”