The cold light flowed through the corridor, and a few cherry blossoms floated outside the window at the end.

On the white walls, the sparse shadows under the warm sun are slanting, and the invisible breeze is gently blowing, only to see the dim light and shadow shaking and falling, the flower shadows drifting, and the falling cherry blossoms fluttering.

At some point, dandelions bloomed under the cherry blossom trees. The golden petals stretch freely in the warm sun, and the clouds roll up and down in the blue sky.

Unlike the warm sun outside the window, the spring breeze is warm: the window is cold and dark, and the light flows in the corners where the sunlight cannot be refracted.

"Bei Xiaogongzi said with a smile, how can you be an idle person! Is it that they have offended you with their words, if so, they will make amends to you next, and I hope that Haihan, the little boy of the north, will forget those disrespectful words of a few of them. Dean Zhu bowed his head and apologized respectfully.

The white shirt was soaked in the warm glow of the sun outside the window, gilding the edges of the boy's clothes with a pale golden shredded light. The staggered broken hair of the trim fell down on the eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a wave of sparkling.

Bei Langsheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and while secretly saying that he was an old fox in his heart, he still did not show any indifferent appearance of joy on his face: "It is worthy of Dean Zhu, and the kung fu of Tai Chi is indeed unmatched." ”

When Dean Zhu heard this, his body that was already bent down became more and more depressed, and he couldn't wait to stick directly to the ground to hide the panic in his heart: "Little Master Bei said that he laughed, where do you dare to be false to you." ”

He bent down and stared at the smooth and cold floor tiles, and his voice was calm and respectful: "It's just that General Nan and Secretary Yun gave a death order, if the eldest lady has a half-point difference in the future, I really can't afford to be guilty!" Please also ask for the understanding of the little boy in the north. ”

Bei Langsheng frowned and stared at Dean Zhu, who was bent over, and his sparkling peach blossom eyes gradually transformed into cold and gloomy sharp blades in the exhausted patience. In the flow of his eyes, the invisible blades slashed one by one, cutting the texture of the other party's bare clothes one by one.

He stepped forward slowly, staring at the middle-aged man who was holding his breath, and when his eyes touched the cold sweat that was slowly winding down on the side of the other party's face, he imperceptibly hooked the corners of his lips: "I understand you, who will understand me?" Zhu Wude, you, Dean Anping, are now more and more promising. ”

"Don't dare, don't make fun of the little boy in the north." When Dean Zhu heard this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and the beads of sweat condensed on his forehead slid down one after another like beads of broken threads, winding down his warm texture, flowing cold and sticky sweat stains.

Bei Langsheng snorted coldly, his cold gaze drifted away from Dean Zhu's body, and his cold and low voice recounted the words that made the other party's heart tremble: "Even if you don't say it, I know how can General Nan and Secretary Yun really stop me, this death order is clearly given by them, but secretly it is Nan Fusheng's meaning, and it is only for me alone, right?" ”

He narrowed his charming peach blossom eyes dangerously, and his cold gaze swept over everyone in front of him unhurriedly.

The female nurses with exquisite makeup lowered their heads in horror, they were still obsessed with admiring Beilangsheng's handsome and extraordinary faces, but now under the cold and thin gaze of the other party, and the heavy coercion that flowed out of their bones, the previous ethereal admiration and love had already turned into a cloud of smoke, and at this moment, they only wished that they could get into a crack in the ground, so as to escape the heavy and terrifying pressure of the young man.

"What about Nan Fusheng? What is the point of sending you to stop me? Let him come and see me. Bei Langsheng put one hand in his pocket and leaned on the cold wall in a chic and uninhibited manner.

He lowered his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly, and half of his handsome and picturesque eyebrows were half-hidden under the blue glow outside the window: "Why don't you go quickly, do you want me to come over in person?" ”

The young man's originally clear voice gradually changed into a low and icy voice, and the sparkling peach blossom eyes, as if flowing with a galaxy in the sky, were also suddenly frozen at this moment, and the cold frost and snow in the flow of his eyes reflected each other with a smile on his lips, which was cold and ruthless.

Dean Zhu was speechless, and bowed in place with bated breath.

At this moment, it would be wrong for him to say more. Only by keeping your mouth shut and pretending to be confused is the long-term way to protect yourself.

"Huh? Yes, yes! Let's go and inform Mr. Nan, and ask Mr. Bei to calm down and rest in the corridor for a while. One of the more clever female nurses saw the opportunity to act, stepped forward at the critical moment, and replied in a gentle and respectful voice.

Immediately, she tightly grasped the ward record in her arms, and her previous steps were fleeting, turning into a wild run without looking back, as if there were some jackals, tigers and leopards chasing her behind her, making her try her best to open her legs and stride wildly, for fear that she would be too late in the cold and terrifying gaze of Bei Langsheng.

The rest of the female nurses who were gathered around looked at her back sympathetically, and then quickly lowered their heads obediently with bated breath, standing silently in place like lifeless puppets.

"Get up." Bei Langsheng's indifferent and cold voice came from the top of his head.

Out of the corner of his eye, he casually glanced at Dean Zhu, who was still bent over, and after he withdrew his gaze, he lightly put down such a sentence, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes quietly.

Dean Zhu carefully stood up straight, and the joint pain caused by bending over and bowing his head for a long time surged out at this moment, gradually spreading along his limbs and hundreds of bones to his whole body, making him miserable. He raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the young man leaning against the wall, and after confirming that the other party was resting with his eyes closed, he straightened his back and stood silently in a dimly lit corner.

It's too hard for me.

He sighed silently in his heart.

Outside the window at the end of the promenade, the cherry blossoms are falling in a row, and it is rare for a few birds to perch on the branches of the cherry blossoms. Crystal clear raindrops wind down the cherry blossom petals, and pale yellow beaks peck at pink petals, bathing in the warm sun and drinking the cool raindrops.

The gentle and gentle birdsong dispelled the gloomy cold that had accumulated in the hospital, and the illusory girl's soul stayed peacefully under the cherry blossom tree, obsessively admiring the gorgeous and beautiful cherry blossoms in full bloom.

The fragrance is scorching, like smoke.

Nan Zuisheng followed the breeze back to this familiar homeland.

If it is not to talk about her homeland, it is not really true, but there seems to be her closest people here, and she is involuntarily dragged back into this corridor.

"Iris...... It always sounds familiar, but it's also unfamiliar. "Nan drunk in the warm spring breeze, along the trail of the wind dyed with the fragrance of cherry blossoms, drifted down on the cherry blossom tree, looking for a place where the most brilliant branches of cherry blossoms bloom and sat down slowly.

There is no distinction between the importance of the illusory soul, so even the most slender cherry branch is more than enough for Nan Zuisheng to bear this moment. The elegant and fragrant cherry fragrance is soaked in the air, and the fragrance is floating in the dark.

While thinking about the beautiful woman called 'Iris', Nan Zuisheng was thinking about how to return to his body.

"Iris said that lost souls will go through a short period of hiatus, and when they gradually regain their senses, they should be careful to avoid those crows, because they don't like souls with independent consciousness. So, how do I find a way to return to my body? If I don't get my memory back, I can't even forget where my body is......"

The girl with a beautiful national color lowered her dark eyes, and bit her lip tightly with anxiety and distress.

Lost souls have unavoidable flaws, which are the transience of memories and the confusion of sanity.

When the sun sinks and the stars set and the moon moves, the illusory soul of Nan Drunken will once again enter a state of blankness and confusion. At that time, even if it is his own name, and the iris that he has just met, he will soon be rejected from his memory by the soul as time passes, and he will disappear again in the warm sun.

"Wandering souls can only have short memories, and you must do everything you can to get back to your body within seven days, or you will really be lost in this world." Iris's elegant voice echoed in my mind, as if it was lingering in my ears through the breeze and clouds.

Nan Drunken sighed worriedly, and floated anxiously in the air circling the cherry trees. She walked through the rain of falling cherry blossoms, only to feel an invisible barrier around her, and whenever her soul came close to the corridor, she felt the pain of burning her body.

Just like the pained color between the eyebrows carefully outlined by an ink painting, Nan Zuisheng trembled with an illusory and unreal spirit, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain like burning his body, and his ink eyes revealed a firm and bright light: "Today is the last day, I must go through!" ”

She stopped on the fragrant scorching cherry branch to rest for a while, and after the uncertain spirit slowly returned to a stable and illusory state again, she slightly frowned like a cloud mist in the distant mountains, and rushed to the corridor where the soul was lost again with all her might.

A slight burning sound rang out.

A faint ray of fire loomed, and although it was fleeting, it was still sensitively captured by Nan Zuisheng. She tentatively stretched out her hand to touch the few scattered fires, and when the original golden-white flames touched the girl's fingertips, they suddenly changed into a cold dark blue.

"We've been watching it for seven days, why are you still persevering against the wall."

The gentle voice flowed in his ears, and before Nan Zuisheng could recover from the change in the color of the flames, several blue-tailed and white-winged birds spread their soft white wings and flew in front of the girl's eyes.