The sound of marbles falling to the ground came from the ceiling.

Nan Kongkong sat up from the bed.

White floor slabs.

White walls.

White quilt.

Where is this?

She stretched out her hands from the quilt, and she saw her hand, it wasn't hers, it was thin, like there was only a layer of skin, and there were holes all over it.

Suddenly lifting the quilt, her body, like her hands, turned into a pitted skin, barely maintaining her human form.

The door to the room opened suddenly, and a yellowish light fell.

She looked around, got out of bed in a daze, and walked out the door, where she saw a man in the white mist.

Her ex-boyfriend.

Honest and honest, she is what she says.

Don't want her anymore.

"You'll dream." Jiang You's voice sounded in his ears.

It turned out to be a dream.

She heard the sound of rustling coming from behind her, and she turned around, and black branches grew on the white wall, growing and spreading, gradually approaching her.

Her body was dissipating.

She began to run forward, sharp branches piercing her body, and she reached out to try to get closer to him.

She was engulfed.

The mobile phone rang, and Jiang You opened his eyes.

It's Shanshan.

Put through.

With a choked voice: "Xiao Nan left last night." ”

After comforting Shanshan for a few words, Jiang You hung up the phone.

Looking at the time, at eight o'clock in the morning, he pulled on the quilt and slept for more than half an hour, then struggled to get up, climbed out of Wenhua Street, and took a taxi to Tangjiang Cancer Hospital.

Nankong's body has been sent to the morgue.

Zheng Ying's expression was very wooden, and there was a desperate persistence in his eyes.

She would take her daughter home.

Jiang You and Shanshan accompanied Zheng Ying to complete the rest of the formalities and sign the agreement, after Zheng Ying left the hospital with the funeral home's car, Jiang You let out a long breath of turbidity, "Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect it to be so soon, I thought she would survive Christmas." ”

Rain slid through the windows.

"When she left, her expression was calm and she didn't suffer too much."

"During this time, you have also worked hard."

Shanshan sighed, "Teacher Wu Ya will come over tomorrow, I, I'm suddenly a little," she glanced at Jiang You, "We made an appointment at Starbucks on the first floor of the mall, the same one I took you to buy Lego toys last time, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon." ”

"Then I'll go."

"I'm not going, I want to travel."

"Where to go?"

"I don't know, I want to go to an island, lie on the beach, look at the sea, and relax completely," Shanshan glanced at the time, "I have to go in and work." ”

"How many umbrellas are there? The rain was a bit heavy outside. ”

"I'll give it to you."

Jiang You walked out of the hospital with Shanshan's small blue flower umbrella, and after walking along the walking path for more than ten minutes, he turned into the mall, went to the Hong Kong-style tea restaurant where he had eaten last time, packed two servings of boat porridge and three other dishes, and then took a taxi to Tang Butian's residence.

Tang Butian lives in a high-end community near Tangjiang University, last time he came in with Tang Butian, the security guard of the community did not stop him, this time Jiang You just walked through the window of the security room, and a different security guard walked out from last time, he looked at Jiang You's dress and the takeaway in his hand, "Which building, how many are it?" ”

"Building 27, 1601."

The security guard took out the pager, and after pressing it a few times, he asked, "Miss Tang, have you ordered takeout?" ”

"Nope." A cold voice came out.

"I'm her friend, and you told her that Jiang You came to see her."

The security guard glanced at Jiang You suspiciously, and said, "He said his name is Jiang You." ”

"Let him in."

The security guard put down the pager, and he explained to Jiang You: "There are many takeout orders now, and we have a ...... here."

"I know, I do look like a food delivery person."

Walked into the community, found Building 27, and made an elevator up to the 16th floor. Just as he stretched out his hand and was about to knock on the door, the door opened, and Tang Butian stood at the door wearing light brown home clothes.

His hair was tied up haphazardly, and his face was still pale.

Jiang You gathered the bag in his hand, "Have you eaten?" ”

Tang Butian let go of his body, and Jiang You walked in.

"At the gate of the community just now, I was treated as a takeaway by the security guard, your property here is really good."

"It's fine."

Jiang You took out the food box from the plastic bag and put it on the dining table.

Crispy pigeon, lion's head goose meat, steamed pork ribs.

"Nan Kongkong passed away, and I just came from the cancer hospital."

"What did you do?"

"I took her out for a walk yesterday and chatted, and tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, I will go to see Wu Ya," he put a boat porridge in front of the hot and sweet, and opened the lid, "It's still hot, it's raining outside today, and I'm freezing to death." ”

He sat down and opened the lid of another serving of boat porridge, "I didn't eat breakfast, how are you?" ”

"The bleeding stopped."

"Jian Xiu's physical fitness is good," Jiang You took a sip of porridge, the hot porridge fell into his stomach, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "What about this kind of weather, it's just a nest in the quilt, get some snacks, and watch a movie." ”

"Tomorrow I'll take the fourth grade."

"You're like this, do you still have to take the test?"

"Hmm."

"Now they all love to be labeled, such as the label of scumbag, maybe a man, just a bit of a scumbag, but once he is labeled, all the signifiers of this word will be projected onto him, expanded, and then the original small quarrel, small awkwardness, will rise to an inexplicable place, and there will be another opportunity."

"What do you mean?"

"The basic concept of linguistics, show my knowledge," Jiang You took a bite of a suckling pigeon, "The skin is soft, but the taste is okay, you can taste it." ”

"Do you sympathize with Nan Kongkong?" Tang Butian asked.

"I can't talk about it, I'll just come over and report on the work, are you still satisfied?"

Tang Butian drank the porridge, "What will they do?" ”

"I'll find out tomorrow, I've been a little afraid of society lately."

Tang Butian looked up at him.

"I just don't want to talk to people, I just want to stay quiet, raise fat, no, meaty, when will your exam end tomorrow?"

"Eleven twenty-five."

"Come with me."

"I'm going too?"

"Yes, don't you want to learn, give you a chance, onlookers on the spot, this one tastes good, we can go to the hall tomorrow night to eat, or change one."

"Okay."