"Huh? Why do you think so. Xie Yiying blew the medicine lightly, and wrinkled her nose when she smelled the bitterness.

"Hmm...... I don't know, I just think so. ”

He Fei's expression was very innocent, and Xie Yiying smiled when he looked at him.

"I do like it, I used to have a very good friend, a girl, and she was a doctor."

"Oh, that's really amazing," the woman doesn't practice medicine much, and she will face many obstacles in the world, which is a very difficult road, "What happened later?" ”

He Fei logically thought that since he was Xie Yiying's friend, he was probably about the same age as her, and now he was only twenty years old at most, but he didn't know that she was talking about a friend who was far away from the entire time and space.

"Once she treated someone, that person was already cured when he was sent to the hospital, although he still operated on him, but he was weak to recover, and the person died in the hospital after all. The patient's family thought she was a poor doctor and killed their loved ones, so one night they went to my friend's house and killed her. ”

The more Xie Yiying spoke, the lower her voice became, and finally it seemed to turn into a self-talk. She raised the bowl to her lips and drank the medicine in several gulps.

"It's so bitter......"

This is her Ye Han's story, and what makes her even more intolerable is that she knows who killed Ye Han, but the family has a lot of power in the local area, and the clear case was dragged to death.

The police do not check the evidence, the murderer is at large, and her best friend is gradually forgotten by the world.

It was from that time that she was disillusioned with humanity and had a clearer understanding of the largest proportion of people in society.

She learns that they are ignorant, selfish and indifferent, and that what sociologists call human nature is hopeless.

Some people say that drinking ice for ten years is difficult to cool the blood.

No.

All your passions, innocence and romance will be cold in an instant because of one thing or one person. The lonely light shines on itself, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow.

The person who killed Ye Han took away a very beautiful part of her life.

He Fei stood there, shocked by what she had said. Then he stammered and tried to comfort her: "Actually, there used to be a female doctor here, who was very good at medicine and was very loved. ”

"That's good," Xie Yiying licked her teeth, her mouth full of the bitter taste of medicine, "So where is she now?" ”

"She died a few years ago, and her tomb is at the head of the village, buried with those who are famous in the village." He Fei thought for a while and added, "Her surname is Ye, and her name is Ye Han." ”

Xie Yiying looked at him fiercely: "What did you say!" What's her name! ”

The gaze was like a sharp arrow, with a madness like the fire of the prairie fire.

"Leaf ...... Ye Han. ”

Xie Yiying felt as if her head was empty, and then her heart slowly curled up, as if she had pulled out a certain thread on the silk, and the whole cloth was crumpled together. She leaned down, took a slow, deep breath, and then raised her hand to cover her stomach, it didn't hurt, it felt like all the tears were flowing into her stomach, so it was astringent.

Her heart is sad, her stomach is sad.

At one point, all her limbs were out of her control, making her feel as if her soul was separated from her body.

Then she swallowed hard and asked He Fei, "When did she die?" ”

"Probably...... It was five years ago. ”

Five years ago, such a miss.

Ye Han, do we really live in the same time and space? It's just a missed shot.

She raised her hand to hold He Fei's arm and stood up: "Take me to see her tombstone." ”

"Madam, you still need to recuperate in bed now, any exertion may lead to a recurrence of the disease." He Fei tried to stop her, but Xie Yiying had already pulled the folded clothes on the table next to her and draped them on her body.

"Take me to her."

The tone is firm, persistent, and unquestionable.

He Fei hesitated for a moment, so he had to help her find the tombstone.

The village is not big, but Xie Yiying is very weak, and when she finally stands in front of the tombstone, she is too weak to stand, but she can see the name on the tombstone clearly, so she sits down with peace of mind.

After sitting down, I saw that there were other words on the stele, like a row like a pattern, for so long, no one recognized what it was, and even the person who carved the inscription did not understand what it meant.

But thanks to Yingying, her fingers stroked over it, and then she curled the corners of her mouth, smiled and smiled, and tears flowed.

He Fei was behind her, and he couldn't see her expression, but he saw her caressing the string of inscriptions, thinking that she was also curious about the meaning of the inscription, so he explained: "Everyone doesn't understand what it means, but she wrote it down before she died, and instructed the person who erected the monument for her to say that it must be engraved on her tombstone." ”

"I understand," Xie Yiying whispered, "this is for me." ”

This was written to her by Ye Han, and she knew it at first glance.

No one in the entire dynasty understood what that meant, because it was in English.

miss_you_so_much.

During the holidays, Xie Yiying and Ye Han would write letters to each other, in the era of convenient communication, such an old-fashioned method has a bit of hidden and retro fun, as if time can be cut off at a certain moment.

All Ye Han's letters ended with the same sentence:

miss_you_so_much.

They chatted, chatted about sports and gossip news, and at the end she always had to say: I miss you so much.

Every letter.

So when she arrived in this strange time and space, she began a completely different life, her appearance changed, her circumstances changed, she met more people, but she still had to leave this sentence on the tombstone.

With a little bit of her play, make sure it was something that only she could read, like the secret between the two of them.

miss_you_so_much.

Xie Yiying knelt down in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, against the cold tombstone, like a seriously injured lion, wailing forbearingly.

I miss you so much.

I miss you so much.

I miss you so much.

The softest place in her heart throbbed and throbbed, and she couldn't stop her tears.

When Zhou Jin came, all he saw was Xie Yiying, who was crying bitterly, he didn't speak, just stood quietly and looked at her.

After talking to Geng Ming about something, when he went back to the house to see how Xie Yiying was doing, he listened to the person guarding the door of the house and reported to him that Xie Yiying and He Fei were here.

I couldn't figure it out, but I followed.

Looking at Xie Yiying's expression, the person buried in the tomb must be someone very important to her. But Xie Yiying's short life resume, Zhou Jin clearly grasped every detail, she spent fourteen years in the capital before marrying him, and she knew the people she interacted with, Zhou Jin glanced at the name on the tombstone, Ye Han?

She had never dated such a person.

This is her secret, Zhou Jin thought to herself.

In fact, she has always kept some secrets to herself, but he is not curious to ask, so she has never told herself. (To be continued.) )