"Well, it's all in the past, though." , Feng Yilan took the hot towel handed by the nurse and looked tired.

Lu Yiwei only took a few steps closer, he looked at the face of the patient on the bed, and tried his best to associate this person with the singer Fu Jieyi.

"It's all gone." , a faint hoarse voice came from the bed.

It turned out to be the cloudy sky that disappeared into the sea of fire that day

Yuntian's luck was better than Duan Mingyue's, Fu Yang had just carried a round of seizures, took medicine, had a clear mind, and did not talk nonsense.

He can even recognize someone he hasn't seen in years: "Why did you come back to see me?" ”

"Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace." , Feng Yilan dragged Fu Yang's arm and wiped it with a towel, "Do you think I'm happy to come to you to be a nurse?" ”

At this time, Fu Yang found that there was a third person in the ward, and he cast a puzzled look at Feng Yilan.

Feng Yilan introduced: "It is my son and nephew's Yuntian, and the youngest is Wei Qinghuan's son. ”

"She looks alike, but she doesn't look like her, why have so many people come to ask Wei Qinghuan recently, are you coming to see me just for that woman?" , Fu Yang tilted his head, and his thoughts were broken in a strange way.

"Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, where is Jian Fengjun?" Yun Tian shouted.

Jian Fengjun was the only one who had read more than half of the ancient books, and Yuntian was very anxious to save Duan Mingyue.

Feng Yilan saw that Yun Tian was in a hurry, and also urged: "You old glass, say it quickly!"

Fu Yang glared at Feng Yilan with resentment: "You still speak so ugly."

He pinched the corner of the quilt and circled his fingers around it: "Stinky man... I broke off with him a long time ago, and now you come to ask me, do you want to expose my scars? ”

After Fu Yang got sick, all those suppressed femininities poured out, he is no different from a woman now, and he himself is also enjoying it.

Yun Tian clearly remembers that when Fu Yang was singing, he was set up as a straight man of steel, up and down, and fans were also crazy about controlling comments, brushing some embarrassing rough guy TAG, as long as passers-by slightly associated Fu Yang with homosexuality, fans swarmed up like mad dogs and tore passers-by to pieces.

Looking at Fu Yang, who is now liberating his nature, Yun Tian's heart welled up with a feeling of disgust, maybe the world is like this.

Fu Yang threw a wink at Yuntian, and smiled so much: "He doesn't live far away, 1702, Building 3, Heping Community, the house is very big, and I also bought a double bed, I haven't slept a few times." ”

Immediately afterwards, the area in his mind responsible for communication seemed to be out of order again, Fu Yang turned his head and hummed a little song as if no one was around, Lu Yiwei listened attentively, he hummed the out-of-tune "Suolin Bag".

"Coincidentally, I live there too." , Feng Yilan hooked the corners of her mouth, and there was no trace of a smile on her face.

The moment Lu Yiwei heard the name of this place, he felt that this house number was very familiar, so familiar that it seemed to be a place where he would go in and out every day, but from Fu Yang's mouth, it seemed so far away and strange, he was thinking hard, Feng Yilan patted him on the back: "Let's go." ”

"Wait." , Lu Yiwei said weakly, "I've heard his songs, can I stay alone with him for a while?" ”

"This ......" Feng Yilan hesitated.

"Let's get out first!" Yun Tian pulled Feng Yilan and walked out. Jiujiu Chinese

Fu Yang was so skinny that he was tortured by illness, and Yun Tian thought that he couldn't handle much of the storm, so he went out alone and brought it to the door intimately.

Fu Yang hummed back and forth only a few two sentences, probably the others have been forgotten, he spit out indistinctly, the corners of his mouth drooped with a trace of saliva, hung on his chin embarrassedly, slowly drew circles on the calendar with a marker, like a puppet with a broken thread, even if someone carefully wiped it every day, he was not as angry as he was at the beginning.

When he first appeared on stage, he sang an 87 version of Dream of Red Mansions' "Vain Eyebrows", because it was not a Peking opera, so there was no corner of the eye, only a little light makeup, a plain brocade with clear soup and little water, without using high-tech stage effects, dry ice sprayed a few wisps of smoke out, and it was romantic, and the dust was better than the immortal.

Later, Fu Yang wore a full set of green clothes, he wore a flower python, a palace robe, and a phoenix robe, but he didn't wear a hospital gown.

Lu Yiwei approached Fu Yang and asked, "Can you still sing?" ”

The third circle was only a small opening to close completely, but Fu Yang's hand was slammed, and the marker fell to the ground.

He turned his head, his eyes were sharp and resentful, and he threw the calendar book on Lu Yiwei's face with his backhand, the paper flew, and he shouted in an uproar: "Get out!" Get out! ”

"I can't sing anymore! I can't sing anymore, listen to my voice now! What else can be sung? What else can you sing! ”

Fu Yang grabbed his neck and screamed, the movement was like a fingernail sliding back and forth on the blackboard, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and Lu Yiwei watched with some despair as the two nurses broke into the cookie jar and tied Fu Yang up.

Fu Yang was still scolding, his hands and feet finally stretched out from the quilt, dry and full of dander, he struggled, the dander kept falling off, like scum shaken off the biscuits.

The nurse began to chase people: "Let's go, you're here to only irritate him." ”

Another nurse pulled away the restraint belt and echoed: "This patient's family is very powerful, if you don't leave, we are not good people." ”

"Jian Fengjun! Jian Fengjun! What a bullshit understanding! ”

Fu Yang's voice slammed into the ceiling, so terrible that Lu Yiwei didn't dare to look at his hideous face anymore, covered the bridge of his nose that was injured, and fled.

He escaped from the room with a puff of smoke, panting like a live donkey.

When Yun Tian waited for the rabbit for a long time, when he saw him come out, he laughed and deliberately added fuel to the fire and asked, "Is it exciting?" Do you want to check with us? ”

"Stimulus." , Lu Yiwei wiped his sweaty forehead, and his eyes slowly focused, "Check." ”

At the entrance of the hospital, there were already two people waiting there.

It was Zhang Yingying and Sun Desheng who rushed over from Jiangbei.

Yun Tian and the two waved their hands and said with a smile: "Why are you here?" ”

Zhang Yingying said: "This matter is too big, we are here to help you." ”

Sun Desheng said: "Those few broken board books have been translated, which is a conversation and a past event. ”

As he spoke, he took out his computer and showed the translated text to Yuntian.

The first board book records what King Nanyinluo said to the emperor: "You are obsessed with women, do not think about the government, brutalize the loyal and good, pamper the ministers, build the twelve jade towers and consume countless people's fat and ointment, the commander of Wen Da died of exhaustion on the battlefield, and the Wen Daren was crying out for grievances until his death, and the teacher died alive on the Zichen Hall in order to make a speech!" You have all kinds of crimes, and you are still here to speak out, do you want to exonerate yourself! ”

The second record is what the emperor said: "As early as three days ago, I successively withdrew most of the Praetorian Guards in the imperial city, and the Daming Palace is now like an empty city, and the Huangkou children have also broken through, let alone the shadow guards in armor?"