After a night of rain, the sunshine in North × Beijing has become much cleaner. The sun shone in from the balcony, and Chen Feng's eyes were red in front of his eyes. But he didn't wake up, still muttering and breathing heavily. Hong Liang didn't wake up, sleeping comfortably in a dim corner.

Outside the window, the call of magpies sounded, and in the distance, jumping back and forth among the branches of the aspen, a few black and white figures shuttling between the dense leaves. The dark green leaves swayed gently in the breeze, occasionally turning towards the sun, shining brightly. The water on the ground has also receded, and the whole campus is filled with the freshness of the earth. The sidewalks on the side of the road are dotted with flesh-red earthworms, large and small, too large to count. They fled in a hurry after a night of heavy rain that washed away their homes, and now they must flee back before the sun turns scorching, or they will be waiting for the exact opposite of what awaited them the night before.

It should have been windy in the second half of the night, and a few stout plane trees slanted on the side of the road, crushing a silver-gray car. That car should have been newly bought not long ago, and it was so distressing to be new from top to bottom. No one could have imagined that a big tree that needed to be surrounded by two people could be uprooted by a small wind, and a car that had not been on the road long ago could be extinguished by the way. Almost everyone passing by has to stop and watch, take out their mobile phones to take pictures of every detail, and put them in the WeChat circle of friends to lament the impermanence of the world.

But the new world outside the window did not wake up the two people in the room, if it weren't for the loud and undulating snoring, and Chen Feng unconsciously rolled his legs, this small space was almost like being isolated from time.

The doorknob moved suddenly, and the blue-gray door creaked open a crack, and a head poked through the crack in the door. The head first raised his eyes to look at the loud snoring, and then looked at Chen Feng, who was reflecting the sun.

"My day."

The bare-bottomed man was lying on the bed on all fours, and his shiny skin reflected the morning sun into the line of sight of the Hebei boy. A black stick stood stunned, and two round balls hung underneath, the picture was so beautiful that it almost blinded him.

tiptoed to Chen Feng's bed and gently shook the bed. The silly boy opened his eyes with difficulty and snorted through his nose. The sun's eyes were uncomfortable, but the hot sensation made him very useful. Turn over, dodge the fiery red eyes, and leave the person who comes with a big ass.

"My day," the Hebei boy sighed sincerely, not knowing if his eyes could see tomorrow's sun, "I'll take a cigarette." ”

"Hmm."

With a click, the door to the dormitory closed behind the Hebei boy, and the whole room was once again out of time.

By the time Hong Liang woke up Chen Feng, it was already after ten o'clock. I slept in a daze, and if it wasn't for the loud reminder, I would have forgotten to go to the hospital. When they finished washing up and were about to go downstairs, they happened to meet the Hebei boy again. A nod and a pass.

"Where are you going?"

"Xiao Xitian!" Chen Feng replied.

Seeing the familiar appearance of the two people, Hong Liang couldn't help but be a little surprised. He has seen the Hebei boy, but this person is very homely, it is said that he holds the computer all day long, and almost does not deal with others except for the people in his dormitory. And Chen Feng is no better, as long as it is not a last resort, he will never take the initiative to talk to strangers. If the difference between the two people is concerned, it may be that Chen Feng likes to wander around, and once someone talks to him, he can still catch it and not be cold.

But how did these two meet? After two years of enrollment, the two of them have been talking about everything. When you think about it, it's weird.

"You two know each other?"

"I don't know."

"I think you're familiar."

"Aren't you just staying across the door from us? Hebei people, when I took a bath in the bathroom, I met and said a few words. ”

"I don't know him well. What's it called? ”

"I don't know."

"I don't know what it's called, you say hello to people."

"Do you like him? I'll introduce you to the media, pull a media ......"

"Get out!"

In fact, the university hospital is not far from the dormitory building, and under the shade of a black locust and sycamore, it is a small house with red tiles and white bricks. In front of the tiled house is a small square, and many square holes have been left in the square, and ornamental pines of various sizes are planted in the holes. Ornamental pine said that it is not high or low, and it has not grown up at all for many years, and it is said that it has been this half-dead appearance for more than ten or twenty years.

Fortunately during the day, under the shadow of thousands of people, this tiled house will only show a hint of secrecy, giving people a sense of tranquility and mystery. But at night, the secrecy and silence magnify exponentially in the night. The plane trees that cover the sky, the black locust with teeth and claws, the scrawny ornamental pines, and the dim light on the pointed doorway......

If you think that's all, then won't the name of "Xiao Xitian" become a wasted name? Its real destructive power lies in the fact that no matter how big or small it is, as long as you come here, it will all become a big disease. From entering the door to going out, it seems to have gone through a reincarnation, except for the Meng Po soup that has not been drunk, you can almost conclude that you have died once.

I really don't understand, why so many old men and old ladies run over to dance square dances every day, rain or shine, and they don't think feng shui is bad.

Stepping into the thin doorway with one foot, a layer of goosebumps instantly appeared in Chen Feng's neck. The narrow hallway is lined with doorways that are more than one person high, and it is impossible to know where to go in the dim light from the inside out. The once snow-white walls had turned yellow, and at the bottom of the white walls was a faded grass-green wall, half of which had fallen off. The gray-green terrazzo floor looked damp, and it took a lot of effort to pull your legs up, as if they were covered with slimy blood. The cold air carried a strong smell of disinfectant water, twisting and pinching, fluttering towards the nose, not like it was to make people breathe, but more like it was to drain the three souls and seven souls of these two boys. Occasionally, one or two figures drifted from one doorway to another, like a puff of smoke, coming and going.

Buried behind the documents in the doorway was a thin, short woman, who looked no more than fifty years old, but from head to toe it looked like it was covered with the marks of tens of thousands of years. Hong Liang couldn't help but take a deep breath behind Chen Feng, no longer as strong as before entering the door, and honestly sat down in the darkness of the observation bed. Half of his ass hung in the air, ready to take an arrow step out of this solemn place like the Netherworld.

"What's the matter?"

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the corpse-like woman poked her head out of her big excessive white overalls and glanced at Chen Feng. The eyes were very kind, and the voice was very melodious, as if an old grandmother who had lived underground for dozens of lifetimes grabbed the little boy's hand and said: Good boy, go with grandma......

Chen Feng's consciousness was withdrawn from his body with this call, but fortunately, his left hand woke up in time and pinched his ass hard, which saved his life. But the two legs as thick as a bucket shivered unobediently, and there was a faint feeling of wanting to pee.

"Auntie, I've been having a headache lately......

"It's a cold! It rained yesterday, right? It was raining so hard and it was windy......"

"It's not raining, it's been more than a month......"

"You didn't cover the quilt last night, did you? You kids, you're still kicking the quilt when you're so old......"

"It's not a cold, my head hurts!"

He called out, and the loud light with half of his buttocks hanging in the air suddenly stirred, and his eyes widened as he looked at Chen Feng, whose face was full of purple. But in the next second, he was no longer surprised, and his eyes made it clear: they are all immortals, who is afraid of whom!

The beast-like roar stunned Hong Liang, but it did not alarm the air in the room. The teacup in the hand of the dry corpse grandmother did not tremble in the slightest, and the two big eyes that were almost squeezing out of their sockets stared lovingly at the half-cup of tea that had been brewed and had lost its color. After taking a sip, he raised his head and glanced at the black boy in front of him, as if he was looking at a goldfish ready to jump out of the water.

"Isn't it a cold? Eh, if it's not a cold, we can't watch it! ”

The voice is still melodious, melodious with a peek for life and death. It is a kind of reflection on time and life, like a poet standing on a cliff overlooking the vast smoke waves, gaining insight into the hardships of parting in the world, and experiencing the bitterness and sweetness of heaven and earth.

In contrast, the little fat man in front of her became a complete layman. Maybe you have seen through life and death, and you have clear sorrow, even if you see Hades in the next second, you will not show the slightest timidity. But Chen Feng hasn't lived enough, at least he feels that he can still live a few more years if he rescues him again.

"I don't need you to treat me, you just need to open a transfer for me, and I will go to Haidian Hospital for examination by myself."

Suppressing his anger, Chen Feng tilted his head and gritted his teeth to say what he wanted. Hong Liang sat behind and tried to hold back his laughter, full of anticipation that in the next second, Chen Feng would jump up and beat the old lady violently. I really don't understand why the school would recruit such a worldly master to treat students, and none of them have been cured for so many years. It seems that even her best cold is just to open two bags of banlangen. The so-called cure is basically all boys, and the silly boy sleeps on a cool kang, all relying on firepower. As for the girls, it seems that they all open a transfer hospital and run outside.

The black carbon pen swirled elegantly and soothingly with the slender fingers on the transfer list, and in an instant, the whole person radiated a divine light from head to toe, and even the hospital surrounded by strange forests suddenly became warm.

As if receiving a holy decree of amnesty for immortality, the two of them couldn't wait to jump out of the door of the hospital. They might come back and show her the results of the Haidian Hospital. I knew in my heart that even if I let her see it, it wouldn't be effective, but they still felt that they should come back, and it should be a reply to the holy decree.