Meng Liangliang especially wanted to know why Xiaolin's goods were pulled out, and why he shaved his head. Also, why did the car stop in front of her?

Why stopped right in front of her!

In an eerie silence, the door at the back of the car opened, and Dr. Huang poked his head out and beckoned to Meng Liangliang, "Xiao Meng, come up, I'll take you by the way." ”

Where to go?

Where to go!

It's a good thing to have a car, but there are some things that must be made clear! Meng Liangliang quickly organized his words. Before she could figure out what to say in order to clear up the suspicion without leaking traces, she saw Su Xiaonuan holding her head high, stalking her neck, and boarding the car with a gloomy expression.

What, it's up!

Meng Liangliang's thinking stagnated again.

Su Xiaonuan's idea was simple. Rumors are easy to spread and difficult to clarify. Meng Liangliang might as well get in the car as he did it.

She had worked in a psychiatric hospital, and she had been saving again. It's normal to take a ride from a mental hospital from time to time. It's normal to be seen passing around and changing shapes by chance. The so-called luxury car pick-up and drop-off is the result of chasing the wind and adding oil and vinegar. The rumors are self-defeating.

After getting into the car, Su Xiaonuan found that the patient was isolated by an iron fence. Outside the bars were several large woven bags, packed to the brim, obscuring the restraints and tranquilizers. There were not many people in the car, except for the patient and the driver, a nurse who bowed his head to play with his mobile phone and a doctor who held a thermos cup.

The style of painting is very different from what she imagined.

No matter how different it is, this is also a special vehicle for pulling psychopaths. The first time I took a ride, I felt a little ...... Irritating too.

Quickly, Su Xiaonuan's stiffness and unnaturalness were all driven away by this sense of stimulation. She sat firmly in the seat, grabbed the car door and leaned out of her body, and called Meng Liangliang, "Hurry up, Liangliang." ”

Xiao Lin behind the iron fence was also urging, "No matter how late it is, there will really be no peach!" His gaze moved downward, staring at Meng Liangliang's rolled up sleeves and shouting: "It's not a hurry to subdue demons and eliminate demons." Besides, you haven't even practiced alchemy, and you still want to fight monsters. ”

When the words fell, Meng Liangliang's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously looked at Dr. Huang's expression - will her behavior of poking the stone be interpreted as mental illness?

Yao Jia's face became more obvious, obviously ugly. Who's the demon! Who's the demon! I'm so angry that I can't talk back yet—can she quarrel with a psychopath? The act of arguing with a psychopath is very much like a mental illness.

At this time, a taxi drove behind him, and he kept honking his horn. The front window rolled down halfway to reveal a standard Mediterranean hairstyle. The driver, Lao Liu, smiled at Meng Liangliang, said hello, and then pointed to the car in the rearview mirror and signaled her to get into the car quickly.

The eyes of the melon-eating classmates suddenly focused on Lao Liu's hairstyle - his head is bald, and he is also an uncle. Everything is corresponding.

Looking at Meng Liangliangtong's outfit that would never exceed 100 yuan, they began to think about the authenticity of the rumors.

Meng Liangliang's gaze was directly on the car situation behind. A private car slowly followed by a taxi, and a decision had to be made immediately, otherwise it would hinder the smooth flow of traffic.

So, should you decline Dr. Huang's kindness and continue to reason with Yao Jia, or should you get on the bus and save a bus fare?

Meng Liangliang of course chose the latter.

She put down her rolled up sleeves again, said to Yao Jia, "I'll look for you again tomorrow" and jumped into the car.

The door was pulled up with a "bang", Lao Liu stepped on the accelerator and drove out a galloping momentum within the limited speed, and disappeared in the heavy traffic in the blink of an eye.

The wind blows, and the golden leaves flutter and flutter.

A classmate who eats melons hesitated, "Yao Jia, why don't you hide for a few days?" I heard that Meng Liangliang's fight is particularly ...... Don't lose face. You'd better hide. ”

Yao Jia finally came back to her senses, she opened her mouth a few times before finally speaking, "What am I hiding, why am I hiding." I didn't say those words, I heard them. ”

Another melon-eating student withdrew his gaze from the middle of the traffic and looked at Yao Jia, "Otherwise, how can we say that the matter of chasing after the wind and shadows can't be spread around." It's easy to get into trouble. With that, he walked away with a half-amazed face and a half-face.

As soon as she left, several other melon-eating classmates also dispersed.

Compared with the plot that Yao Jia said that seemed to have been pulled down from the TV series, the scene that just happened in front of their eyes made a heart of melon eating even more surging. Some of them can't wait to find their own friends to share.

In the blink of an eye, between the fluttering leaves and the exhaust of the car, only one Yao Jia was left standing.

She wanted to say something, but everyone was scattered. After standing alone for a while, she suddenly thought of the details of Meng Liangliang's sleeves and the two bags that Su Xiaonuan was holding in her hand.

Yao Jia turned around and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

She quarreled a lot, and she wouldn't be timid with one enemy or three, but she really hadn't fought before, and she had no experience at all. If you hurt your face, it's not worth it. Hide for a few days, and it's not like there's nowhere to hide.

When Yao Jia came out of the bedroom with a small piece of luggage, Meng Liangliang and Su Xiaonuan were also carrying luggage - ten yuan in exchange for seven large bags of things.

Dr. Huang originally wanted to take advantage of the convenience of transferring Xiaolin to the hospital, and put the things in his own house first, so that Meng Liangliang would come back and then carry them, which would save time and effort. Coincidentally, when they passed by A University, they happened to see Meng Liangliang, so these things were transported to Meng Liangliang's door with people.

After Dr. Huang and the others helped to remove the bag, he went back to business. Before getting into the car, Dr. Huang gave Su Xiaonuan a special look, "Young people, come out to exercise more and go shopping with friends." Live in the moment. ”

The white body, carrying the huge row of red letters, sped away again.

Su Xiaonuan was particularly inexplicable, "Exercise, I'm in good health." ”

"You chatted with Xiao Lin all the way, and the conversation was hot and speculative. Meng Liangliang looked at Su Xiaonuan and smiled. The smile was smeared with a look of suspicious schadenfreude.

Su Xiaonuan realized, "He won't suspect that I have a tendency to be mentally ill." ”

After a pause, Su Xiaonuan said again: "I don't think Xiaolin is like a mental patient, at most the second middle school disease is a little more serious." You see, he thinks clearly, and the Tao and Buddhism all talk about the Tao.

I read a book some time ago, and it said that some mentally ill people look very normal, and their words and deeds are very logical, and even in a certain field, they are better than ordinary people. Their minds are just immersed in another world, another dimension.

Liangliang, do you think Xiaolin will be this kind of person. He saw and heard what was outside of our dimension. ”

Whether Xiao Lin is this kind of person, Meng Liangliang doesn't know. But Meng Liangliang knew that she must not be! She firmly believed that her mind was not immersed in another world—just kidding, it costs money to cure diseases.

"Xiaolin is quite pitiful, his relatives have left in an accident. Later, his only pet with him also disappeared. Suddenly, one day, he told his neighbors that he was about to become an immortal, and when he became an immortal, he would be able to resurrect his relatives. ”

Listening to Meng Liangliang's words, Su Xiaonuan was silent. In her understanding, Meng Liangliang must have felt that she had the same illness as Xiao Lin, so she played a game of alchemy with him.

Because of this understanding, Su Xiaonuan looked at Meng Liangliang again, and no matter how she looked at it, she had a lonely temperament.

This kind of coolness needs warmth.

Su Xiaonuan was full of luck, and lifted a large woven bag with his left and right hands, and only one person and one voice created infinite liveliness, "Meng Liangliang, open the door!"