"Boom!" Yan Qing tugged at her sleeves and began to cry: "I'm just asking a question." ”

"Nighttalk, hurry up and take this thing away." Old man Wang was rarely angry, and he blew his beard angrily and glared: "Not only is it insulting, but it also has a poor memory." ”

That sentence has been said back and forth no less than 100 times since Yeyu left, if it weren't for the fact that no one came in the morgue, just the light he flashed back and forth could scare ordinary people to pee their pants.

"You don't know what he is?" Night talk catches the keyword.

"It's being checked, this thing has existed for hundreds of years, I can't check it properly." Old man Wang stiffened his neck and argued.

"Some people say it's obsession." Yeyu subconsciously concealed Shi Jing and Hu Mei.

Old man Wang didn't care who said it, he just pondered for a moment before saying, "This will explain it, his strength is already unstable and may dissipate at any time." It comes out so often, it should be sensing something. ”

"Do you think a modern person has anything to do with him?" Yeyu picked up the book and ignored Yan Qing, who was standing aside to ask.

"The origin of the obsession is a bit complicated, and it will be difficult to explain for a while, but if that person has his breath, there must be a connection." Old man Wang recalled the long explanation of obsession, but decided to keep it down, after all, he didn't fully understand the principle.

"Okay then, I'll take the book with me." Yeyu patted the worn-out book, rushed upstairs, and if she didn't go back, the head nurse was going to go into the toilet to pull people.

"Miss, how do you get to Qinghua Lane?" Yan Qing asked everyone who passed by him, and he was not discouraged if he didn't get an answer, he followed Yeyu's side, walking all the way, asking all the way.

Ye Yu touched the book in his pocket, and was very glad that the lights were bright here, and it was covered by clothes, and Yan Qing's flash would not attract attention.

"Miss, how do you get to Qinghua Lane?"

"Blue and White Lane? In Lin'an, that's not the place where a lover should go. Slightly replied.

Sensing that something was wrong, she raised her head suddenly, and saw Yan Qing looking at her with a smile. and bowed to her: "Thank you, Miss, for your guidance." ”

"What's going on?" Slightly looking at Ye Yu with puzzled eyes: "Why did this gentleman suddenly ask this, I made it up." ”

As a historical novelist, on the premise of not deviating from history in the general direction, he will beautify and process, including place names.

Yeyu also felt the breath on her body slightly, and then she remembered that the name Qinghua Lane, she had read it in the slight book "Song Things". And Yan Qing is also a tragic figure in Qinghua Lane, and finally paid the price of his life for freedom.

"Miss Slight, don't be nervous." Nightwhisper reassures her: "This could be a character in your book. ”

Frowning slightly, looking at Ye Yu's gaze puzzled, he still persuaded: "This gentleman, I am very happy that you like my book, but I am too addicted..."

Yan Qing disappeared on the spot, and in the next moment, a flash of blue light flashed, and he reappeared: "Miss, how to go to Qinghua Lane?" ”

With his back slightly straightened, his hand tried to grasp the edge of the bed and knocked over the cup on the bedside table.

The cup fell to the ground, turned around, the water in the cup spilled, and the cup just 'gurg' hit the empty bed next door and stopped.

"Are you Yan Qing?" After the initial fear and consternation passed, he leaned forward slightly, staring at his eyes motionless, scared but happy to affirm: "That's right, you are Yan Qing." ”

is the same as the person she imagined, although he is a man, he is raised as a daughter, and he does his best to rebel against the powerful, just for freedom after death. The person in her mind is what the person in front of her looks like.

"Miss, how do you get to Qinghua Lane?" Ye Yu repeated Yan Qing's words: "This sentence is that after Yan Qing took the poison, his consciousness was already sudden, but he still insisted on going back, just to let those who were compromised see that as long as he wanted, he could leave innocently." ”

"Slightly, this book, do you know it?" Yeyu took out the crumpled "Collection of Beautiful Things" from her pocket and placed it on the small table on the bed.

He took the book slightly, turned a few pages and nodded: "This book is one of the materials I refer to, I sent it to the library, and most of the original forms in the book are from this book." ”

"But every time I read this book, I felt bad in my heart, and I didn't want to ruin it, so I sent it away." Slightly brushed the three words of the collection of beautiful things, and put the book back on the small table with love.

"Yan Qing, he is derived from obsession." Nightwhisper briefs her on the situation.

After listening to it slightly, he muttered for a long time before he said: "This time, before I rolled down the stairs, I actually heard someone say: 'Be careful', I thought it was an illusion. ”

Facing the incomprehensible gaze of Ye Yu, he pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said bitterly: "I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, don't look at my successful career, but I'm not happy to live." ”

"I was pushed down by my husband." The slight tone was flat, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him: "The moment I rolled down, I thought that I was finally freed, but I didn't expect to die, but I just hurt my leg." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly turned her head to look at Yan Qing, who was especially asking for directions: "You saved me, right?" I felt like I was being held tightly by a broad chest. ”

Yeyu searched the Internet for the time of falling downstairs slightly, it was a matter of the past few days, and it could correspond to the dissipation of Yan Qing's strength, it seems that Yan Qing's obsession is that she is right.

"But he hasn't disappeared yet, which means that there are still wishes to be fulfilled." Nightwhisper pondered for a moment and uttered the most likely guess.

"In this book, if you look closely, you can find that although the people who add 'beauty' to it are different, they are actually all unhappy for those good things. Recording those beauties in it is also a thought for future generations. Gently stroking the writing: "If you want to say obsession, it is everyone's obsession, but I wrote a book and more people read it, which made him." ”

"Slightly, what do you mean?" The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The person who came didn't seem to expect that there was still someone in the ward, so he didn't have time to retract his angry face, and after a second of stiffness, he asked with a smile: "This nurse, how is my wife?" ”

Seeing Yeyu nodding, he was busy rushing people: "Can you please go out first?" I have important matters to discuss with her. ”

Ye Yu bowed slightly, closed the door, and left the space for the two couples.

After a while, the sound of a restrained quarrel came from inside the room.

"Bang!" The sound of the table falling to the ground was heard.

"You wait for me!" The man threw the door angrily, didn't care about sorting out his emotions, and walked into the elevator.

"Slightly, how are you?" Ye Yu saw him get on the elevator, and only then did he enter the room, picked up all kinds of things that fell to the ground, and asked with concern: "Do you need to call the police?" ”

"No, you don't." She shook her head, the sadness on her face dissipated: "I filed for divorce with him." ”

"Miss, thank you, I know how Qinghua Lane went." Yan Qing smiled at her and disappeared in place, and the book of beautiful things on the table also fell to the ground, recording the page of Yan Qing, which spontaneously combusted without fire.