The mobile phone was bought for her the next day when she learned that Bingqing's mobile phone was left in the hotel.

Bingqing prefers bright and beautiful colors, Feiyi prefers black and white monotonous colors, and the mobile phone is very compatible with the white of Bingqing's temperament.

In fact, a few days ago, Bingqing took a fancy to a rose gold mobile phone, and originally thought that the phone had fallen off, but she just made up for it, and the provincial non-clothes said that she was a loser.

outcome

It's just Feiyi's intention, although Bingqing has a little regret, she is also willing to accept it.

Arrive at a well-known psychiatric hospital in the city.

After Bingqing got out of the car, she looked left and right, and the place was remote.

The towering, cold and deep iron door of the mental hospital suddenly stood up, and Bingqing paused slightly. She loosened her tied hair.

She knocked on the iron door, and out of it came an old man with gray hair and good spirits, and asked, "What are you here for?" ”

Bingqing smiled at her: "Hello grandma, can I go in?" ”

"What do you say? What are you doing here? "The old man has a leaky tooth and a deflated mouth.

Bingqing couldn't help but look left and right again, took two steps forward, grabbed the railing of the iron gate with her hand, and cautiously explained: "I'm an actor, because I recently received a play, I want to know if I can go in and see it?" ”

"What? What are you? ”

"Me!" The old grandmother stuck out her head to talk to her, and she didn't open the door, Bingqing explained to her twice in a calm voice, but the old woman didn't hear it clearly.

Bingqing was a little anxious, and even the honorific was changed to "you". The old grandmother saw that she was angry, and she didn't dare to open the door lightly.

At the time when Bingqing was at a loss.

A man walked out of the main gate of the mental compound, dressed in a straight suit, calmly walking towards the railing gate. I met the staff here on the way, and greeted them in a thoughtful and polite manner.

Bingqing thought she was dazzled, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and the man walked towards her calmly, although he had a faint smile, he inexplicably made her feel the majesty that he was hidden all over. Yes, the aura around him is like this, although he is quiet, he can always inadvertently make people notice his extraordinary demeanor, so that he does not dare to ask him for a cent.

In this world, there is always such a person, like a god-like being, no matter where he goes, as long as he stands there quietly, even without saying a word, he can easily get all the attention, and easily make others flock to him.

As he approached, Bing Qing only felt that the air seemed to become thinner, she took two deep breaths of air, and the hand holding the tip of the iron gate sword increased her strength.

She watched as the man turned sideways and bowed his head, smiled and whispered in the ear of the old woman, who smiled and opened the lock on the iron door.

When the door was opened, the grandmother smiled from ear to ear and boasted: Good boy, he is a good boy, he looks so handsome!

Bingqing was a little uncomfortable being looked at by the old grandmother with smiling eyes, she lowered her head, endured the foot injury just now, and took two steps quickly, escaping from the embarrassing situation.

She walked around a sea of twisting flowers and entered the first gate.

Then she entered the second arch of the bridge, and then she came out again, and returned to the place where she had first entered, and she walked to the rockery, and stood by the rockery pool with spring water. The babbling water of the pool burst out, wetting her white sneakers, tiny droplets sticking to her smooth hair.

Bingqing flicked her hair back and pulled it behind her shoulders.

Jiang Yefan watched the clear water flow out of the top of the rockery and fall back into the mossy pool, sighed softly, and said in a quiet voice: "Aren't you here to study?" It's almost two o'clock, and you haven't made a clear distinction between east and west, north and south, so you're sure you don't need me to show you the way. “

Bingqing raised her head, put her hand as an umbrella on her beautiful eyebrows, and looked towards the hot sun. She looked at it and couldn't help but fall her gaze on Eno Fan's face.

Jiang Yefan's handsome face is more and more bright and attractive under the golden dazzling sun, the resolute face line, the lips, the high nose, the thin bangs in front of his forehead with the wind, his eyelashes are very long and dense, more beautiful and charming than ordinary men, like a character who came out of the splashed ink painting, some artistic conception handsome.

There was a bold idea that ran into her mind, if Jiang Ye Fan came to star in "Cultivating Immortals", as long as he set his makeup, he would be a living outsider, an immortal outside the mountain.

It's just that as soon as this idea came up, it was strangled in the cradle by her.

She obediently followed behind Eno Fan.

Bingqing didn't know how Jiang Yefan appeared here, because the relationship between the two people had gone from the most intimate to the most estranged at this time, Bingqing saw that Jiang Yefan never said a word to her except for business, and she didn't want to ask.

I thought that the two might never meet again in their lives.

Maybe after meeting, just like in the TV she once filmed, two people love and kill each other, take revenge on each other, or rekindle old love, or

Bing Qing raised his head and saw his Xuan Ang's back, and finally lowered his head again.

I am afraid that there will be no other explanation between them except for coincidences.

He helped himself probably out of the beauty of the past, and the minimum moral protection of a man to a woman.

"Are your feet better?" Eno stopped abruptly.

Bingqing was obviously stunned, when her bright eyes met him, her eyes flickered unnaturally twice, and then looked straight at him, "It's much better, don't worry about it." ”

Eno Fan turned around and didn't say anything more.

He led her into two courtyards, walked up the stairs to the third floor, cornered into the third room, the sloppy and messy room had a bed, a table, a stool, they were all fixed to the ground or the wall, could not be moved, a man knelt on the bed and kowtowed to the iron window.

Eno Fan explained to her: "He is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, his family has a history of mental illness, and his wife and son died in a car accident at the same time, which caused the disease. You stand at the door and observe, don't go in, he will pick up everything he can attack and attack strangers. If it's a performance, I think you just have to imitate his hideous facial expressions, mainly the eyes, when he goes crazy. His eyes were very powerful, and he once scared Grandma Lin's granddaughter into nightmares for three days and nights. It should be reminded that Grandma Lin's daughter is two years older than you. ”

He turned around, stared at her waist for a few seconds, then bent over and helped her pat the white ash she rubbed on her body at some point, although there was no obvious expression on his face, his voice was soft: "I will go to more than a dozen patients in a while, and when I encounter a patient who needs to be written down, tell me, when I leave, I will go to the video studio to get two straps, you go back and ponder, a girl's house, don't run so far every day to study, it's too dangerous." ”

After he finished speaking, he took her to several other places to observe, and when they read the cases he had carefully selected, the sun was about to set. (To be continued.) )