"Fluffy, once, once is it good?" His beautiful and pure wish was aroused from the moment he kissed Lin Furry, he missed her so much, really wanted to think about her.

"No...... Not ......"

"What's wrong?" Regarding Lin Rong's refusal, Fang Zhihe was still very dissatisfied, he frowned lightly, and stopped the movements of his mouth and his subordinates.

"I ...... I want to go back to the manor!" At this time, there was a trace of tenderness in Lin Rong's gray eyes, which made people feel soft.

"Why?"

"It's next to the hospital, no...... Don't like it!"

"Okay, whatever Furry says, okay?" Fang Zhihe then understood that Lin Furry didn't want to refuse from time to time, but wanted to find a battlefield, yes, no problem, she said to go wherever she wanted!

"Hmm!" Lin Rong smiled shyly and replied

"Fluffy, so good, I love you!"

"Hmm!"

Night, with the gentle greed of a woman, with a man's strong thoughts, he missed her, and he was about to go crazy, if he hadn't been entangled by a bunch of work, if he hadn't been worried about Lin Rong's condition, he would have taken her to Melbourne a long time ago, and then the two of them lived happily in Melbourne, completely undisturbed by the world.

Secular?

Oh, it seems that this little woman has changed his heart, and in fact, he has begun to yearn for a life in paradise.

What if one day I don't have anything to look forward to, what if I don't have anything to look forward to?

"Sir!"

Fang Zhihe was looking at Lin Fu's red face in a daze, and suddenly, he heard a familiar call, so he put away his thoughts and asked, "What's wrong?"

"When are we going to Melbourne?" For others, going to Melbourne may be a matter that is only about money and travel routes, but for Lin Rongrong, it is not like this, it is about a lifetime, specifically, it is about her and Fang Zhihe's life.

"After the year!" Fang Zhihe replied with a doting smile.

"It's in the middle of the month now, and it's almost there!"

"Well, it's coming!"

"Sir, after arriving in Melbourne, we will never go back to Linjiang, okay?" For Linjiang, she has endless grievances and unspeakable bitterness, so as long as she leaves, she doesn't want to come back.

"Good!"

"Sir!"

"Huh?"

"I ......" Lin Rongfu hesitated for a moment, and continued, "I didn't kill my own child!

Fang Zhihe's face was a little gloomy, he sighed, turned around, and circled Lin Rong into his arms, "Well, I'...... Know!"

"You don't know!"

"Fluffy, good, forget all the unpleasant things, okay?"

"But ......"

"Well, let's sleep!"

"Kazuko won't kill her own children, and neither will I, I ...... I don't...... Yes!" Lin Rongfu was obviously a little excited, and the last few words were not smooth at all.

"Hmm!"

"Sir!" Lin Rongrong called softly again, this voice was slightly weaker than the previous one, which Fang Zhihe on the other side noticed it.

"Huh?"

"Shall we have another child?"

“……”

"Sir!"

"Sleep, tired!"

"......" Lin Rongrong slowly raised her head and looked at Fang Zhihe's eyes, there were some complicated emotions in those eyes, and she couldn't understand the complexity at all.

The next day, Fang Zhihe went to the Linjiang Mental Illness Control Center to go through the discharge procedures for Lin Rongrong, and then, he took her to Dongsheng Group, the private lounge of the general manager of Dongsheng Group has not been lived in for a long time, the air in it is a little cold, Fang Zhihe reached out and took the remote control of the air conditioner, turned on the air conditioner, and adjusted the temperature to the highest, and then, picked up Lin Rongrong and put it on the bed.

"Fluffy, obedient, don't think about it, I'm outside, if you're not happy or bored, come out to me, you know?" Fang Zhihe said as he stroked Lin's furry little face, which had lost a lot of weight, making him feel distressed.

"Hmm!" Lin Rongrong nodded, and got into the quilt, which was so comfortable that she didn't even want to get up.

"Little fool!" Fang Zhihe called dotingly, then lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, got up from the bed and stepped out.

After Fang Zhihe left the lounge, Lin Rongrong began to think about the office building in his impression, which had four floors, and the color of the building was red, no, yellow.

Yellow?

Is it yellow?

Lin Rongfu was unsure, and after a while, suddenly, he smiled with relief, and then, got up from the bed, and walked towards the door.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhihe saw Lin Rongfu walking out in his pajamas, so he frowned lightly and asked.

"I'm fine, I'm ...... I want to read!"

"Well, what to see, I'll get it for you!" After making sure that Lin Rongrong was not sick, Fang Zhihe chuckled, got up from the middle seat, and walked to Lin Rongrong's side.

"No, I'll just take it myself. ”

"Hmm. ”

Lin Rongrong smiled at Fang Zhihe, walked to the bookshelf, and added some new books to the upper shelf, but they were all financial and economic, she was not interested, so she looked down at the lower floor, "One Hundred Years of Solitude", "The Old Man and the Sea", "The Wealth of Nations", "The Complete Biography of Hu Xueyan - Vanishing in Smoke", "Gone with the Wind", these have all been read, she sighed, and continued to browse, "Gitanjali", "Eugenie Grande", "Linjiang Memorabilia", ......

"Linjiang Memorabilia"?

Lin Rongrong thought for a moment and pulled the red book out of the shelf, then turned to the catalog page and looked at it, then turned around and walked towards the lounge.

To be honest, she has been in Linjiang for so long, she still feels that Linjiang is very unfamiliar, she doesn't understand the humanities and customs here, and she doesn't understand the topography here, she only knows that this place is not the same as Lizhou, there is a lot of rain, sometimes it can rain for a week, so there are a lot of mosquitoes.

About author:Tang Renming, male, Han nationality, born in 1944, from Linjiang City, member of the National Committee of the Chinese Writers Association, vice chairman of the Linjiang Writers Association, author of essay collections "Winter Moon", "Wheat Bran", "Linjiang Moonlit Night", etc.

From 1965 to 1970, he served as the president and editor-in-chief of the bimonthly magazine Yuejin Literature.

1998-2000

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Lin Rongrong glanced at the text, and then looked at the black and white photo in the upper left corner, but after only one glance, she was stunned.

This......

Isn't that the ......

The middle-aged man who gave her a fortune test?

Yes, it's him, it's him!

His name is ...... His name is Tang Renming!

Lin Rong swallowed her saliva, sat on the bed, and after a while, got up and walked outside, she was going to find him, to find that Tang Renming, let him stand up and testify for her, and let him tell others that she was mentally normal and that there was no problem!

Yes, she's going to him and let him testify!

She can't just think she's mentally ill!

No!

Lin Rongrong grabbed the "Linjiang Memorabilia" in his hand, and walked quickly to Fang Zhihe, "Sir, I want to go out!"

"Huh?" Fang Zhihe saw that the expression on Lin Rong's face was a little serious, and he frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I ...... I don't know!"

"I don't know?" Fang Zhihe was a little puzzled, put down the pen in his hand, and looked at Lin Rong.

"I ...... I'm going to find someone?" Lin Rongrong felt weak because he didn't know Tang Renming's whereabouts, so he was a little hesitant when he spoke.

"Who?"

"Tang Renming!"

"Tang Renming?" Fang Zhihe looked at Lin Rongfu suspiciously, got up from the seat, and walked around to her, "Who is it?"

If, he guessed correctly, this is a man's name!

"He is ......" Lin Rongrong didn't know what to say for a while, so he let go of the book in his hand and handed it to Fang Zhihe, "It's an editor and the author of this book." ”

"What are you looking for him?"

"Sir!" Lin Rongrong took a deep breath and said, "Listen to me, the place I went to that day was not the Beiyuan office building, I went to a place where I measured words and told fortunes, I met a fortune teller there, that gentleman asked me to write his name, I wrote it to him, and he also told me that he was destined to bring a wounded officer, Kefu, and would remarry, and this fortune teller is Tang Renming!

Lin Rongrong's tone of voice was very firm, so firm that Fang Zhihe on the side believed it, he took the book handed by Lin Rongrong, glanced at the first page of the book, and then hugged her tightly into his arms, "Rongrong, don't think about it anymore, okay?

"Yes!" Lin Rongrong especially didn't like Fang Zhihe's idea of denying her, so she broke free from Fang Zhihe's embrace with all her strength, and said the word "yes" to him more firmly.

"Fluffy!"

"Why don't you believe me?" Lin Rongfu was a little emotional, and his eyes were very wide when he spoke.

Fang Zhihe sighed lightly and said: "Furry, take a good look at the small print below the picture, 1944-2007, this person, this person named Tang Renming died more than ten years ago, so, Furry, don't lie to yourself, okay?"

"Go...... Death?" Lin Rongrong looked at Fang Zhihe's helpless eyes, and then fell his gaze to the black and white photos in the book.

1944-2007！

How...... How could this be? This is impossible, impossible, she has obviously seen him, how could she die?" "Sir, impossible, I have seen him, I have seen him!"

Fang Zhihe couldn't bear to see her torture himself anymore, stretched out his arm, and hugged her again, "Furry, you listen to me explain to you, you may have read this book before, it is possible that you have remembered the appearance of this person, and then you fantasize about this person in your mind, fantasize that he has been in contact with you and told fortunes, but, Furry ......"

"I didn't!" Lin Rong slammed Fang Zhihe away and shouted at him, "I haven't read it! I haven't read this book, I swear, I've never read this book—"

"Fluffy!"

"You just don't want to believe me! You're willing to treat me as an abnormal person! You are!" said him, and there was water vapor in Lin Rong's eyes, and the water vapor became heavier and heavier.

"Furry, you listen to me, I didn't, I never felt that you were a bad person, I ......"

"Bang-"