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It's probably because his leg is broken and he is dying everywhere, so God can't stand it, He Yang woke up the next day and felt some pain in his leg.

To be on the safe side, he decided to go to the hospital for a check-up.

Nanfeng originally planned to accompany him, but before going out, she answered a phone call and changed her mind on the fly.

"There is work. She waved her phone and took the lead in walking out the door, "The murder case before, the murderer committed the crime again." This time, there was a witness left, and the Investigation Department asked us to accompany the investigation. I'll go over first, you can take a taxi yourself. ”

"Okay. He Yang waved his hand at the south wind, "Will you come back for dinner in the evening?"

"Not necessarily. She put on her martin boots and knocked her heel on the spot, "The witness was a little girl of five or six years old, she seemed to be very irritated, she was in a very bad condition, and she didn't know when she would be able to ask." It's possible that I won't be back in the evening, so you don't have to wait for me. ”

"Okay. He Yang nodded, "If you don't come back, remember to call me." ”

"Hmm. I know. ”

Nanfeng's hair was long, still hanging down to her waist after being tied high in a large ponytail, and she pulled the ponytail out of her coat and flung it behind her. Adjusted the martial arts belt on her waist through her coat, and when she reached out to open the door, she seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and reached out and nodded at He Yang.

"The boss said he would come over in the next two days, and if he came, remember to text me and tell me. ”

Although He Yang didn't know why, he still nodded. Nanfeng frowned slightly, looked at him for a while, but still didn't say anything, closed the door and went out.

"I'm leaving. ”

So He Yang could only go to the hospital alone. The doctor asked him to take an X-ray, but there were too many people in the radiology department, and after He Yang got on the line, he found that he didn't even have a place to sit, and a kind aunt looked a little pitiful when he looked like he was wearing a plaster cast and on crutches, so she gave him a seat.

After He Yang sat down, a small exclamation suddenly came from the side.

"Ah......h

He turned his head to look over and met the eyes of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. Those eyes reminded He Yang of a sentence he had read in a book before, "Like two pills of black mercury in white mercury", so clear and bright. It's just that he can't remember where he's seen these eyes for a while.

Fortunately, the little girl seemed to recognize him, and she had a quiet face, but it was too pale, almost sickly. Now there was a faint smile on her face, and she lowered her eyes slightly and whispered hello to him.

"Yesterday in the cinema...... Thank you. ”

The keyword cinema, coupled with this weak voice, instantly awakened He Yang's memory, he scratched his head embarrassedly, and turned his head away from her gaze - it was too embarrassing to think about that scene yesterday, okay!

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't do anything. But you, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, yesterday ...... Scared you, didn't you?" the girl lowered her head, her voice softer, "I'm sorry. ”

He Yang hurriedly waved his hand: "You won't be scared, will you...... Ahem, speaking of which, you're here to make a film too?"

"Hmm. ”

The girl replied softly. When she speaks, her voice is always very soft, as if she has no strength, and she has to listen very carefully to hear clearly. He Yang had to turn sideways towards her, because of this action, he also saw the medical record bag in her hand clearly.

"Cardiac Surgery...... Mu Zihan?"

Hearing her name pronounced, the girl seemed to lower her eyes a little shyly, but nodded slightly.

"You're a student at No. 3 Middle School. He Yang looked at the school uniform on her body, "Today is Monday, aren't you going to class?"

"I took a leave of absence. She defended softly, "I often take time off, and the teacher is used to it." ”

"Are you alright?

"I have congenital heart disease, and I had a heart exchange surgery three months ago, and my recovery after surgery was not very good. Mu Zihan subconsciously touched his heart, "The doctor said that if you feel uncomfortable, you will come for a reexamination." ”

He Yang's expression was a little worried: "Is it very strict?"

"That's not going to be. Mu Zihan raised his hand and swept the scattered hair behind his ears, revealing a pale and thin neck, "Actually, I don't think it's anything, but the family must let me check it, and I can't help it." ”

"They should be nervous. He Yang sighed, "The child is sick, and no one as a parent can put his mind at ease." ”

"Maybe. She chuckled very softly, "By the way, I don't know your name yet." ”

He Yang directly handed his medical record book to Mu Zihan and said with a smile, "My name is He Yang." ”

"He Yang......" the little girl pursed her lips, "It's the yang of the sun." ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I have a friend with a name that is a bit like yours. Her voice lowered and lowered, "Her name is Xu Yang." Flappy Jan. ”

"That's really fateful. He Yang touched his chin.

Mu Zihan didn't say anything when she heard this, just stared at the words on the medical record bag, and the heart words of the heart surgeon were reflected in her pupils. She seemed to be very uncomfortable, and the right hand against her heart kept exerting force, so that the joints turned white.

"Hey, are you okay?" He Yang looked at her worriedly.

“…… I'm fine. ”

She seemed to be startled by his words, subconsciously put her hand down, and opened an apologetic smile to him with slightly pale lips.

He Yang looked at her, even by the standards of a girl who develops too quickly in puberty, Mu Zihan is too thin, and her neck is as thin as the stem of a lily, as if it can be broken with a little force. For some reason, he remembered that yesterday Yunjing said to the south wind, don't bring the lily, the lily is too pale for you.

But Mu Zihan looks so suitable for pure white lilies. They were all the same, pale, sickly, with a slight sense of foreboding.

"Didn't your parents come with you?"

He Yang couldn't understand why some parents dared to let such a sick and weak girl who had just undergone major surgery come to the hospital for a re-examination.

"They're going to work. Mu Zihan tilted his head, "And just to do a check, I'm enough alone." ”

The nurse called over there and called Mu Zihan's name, she raised her hand in response, and turned around to owe He Yang slightly.

"It's my turn, I'll go first. ”

"Well, go ahead. He Yang thought about it and admonished, "Be careful." ”

"Don't worry. She smiled and bent her eyes, "No problem." ”

After Mu Zihan finished filming, He Yang waited for half an hour before it was his turn. The result of the film washing out is a little not very good, fortunately it is not strict, as long as it rests. He Yang thanked the doctor and obediently took a taxi home. On the way, he received a text message from Nanfeng, which was only a short line of words.

[The organ has a meeting, and I don't go back to eat at night. 】

He thought for a moment and raised his hand to pat the driver's shoulder.

"Master, go to the XX Building. ”

If you eat alone, it's better to eat Japanese food. There's a Japanese restaurant over there that makes very good sashimi, and the sweet shrimp, arctic shellfish, and tuna are all flown in, and they are delicious.

The car turned around the next street, and He Yang raised his head and looked at the tall buildings, like clips in a movie, disappearing backwards from both sides.

He Yang has rarely spent time alone lately, he quietly observes the world outside the window, the gray sky makes every qiē take a dull hue, and the raindrops hit the glass, gathering into a thin stream and falling, blurring every qiē in his vision. The sound of the windshield wipers scratching the glass has become a strange melody in the ears of the pianist. Notes and colors intertwine to create an extraordinary moment.

There is nothing to describe that moment. Colors can't, music can't, words can't.

Only a vague feeling remained in his heart. It reminds him of flowers, and women.

To be precise, it reminds him of the south wind.

The south wind is a woman who is not suitable to be described as a flower.

So, what's right for her?

He Yang looked at the cloudy sky and suddenly thought.

That's right, it's birds.

She is a lonely and gentle eagle with strong wings.

"If only she had smiled more. ”

He suddenly muttered to himself.