On the same busy street, bus No. 520 was carrying a carload of young people traveling along a fixed route.
The man sitting by the window at the back of the car rested his head on the window glass and stared out the window with lonely eyes.
The starting point of this bus is the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, passing through kindergartens, elementary schools, junior high schools... until its final stop - the crematorium.
It seems like an ordinary route, but it describes a person's life vividly.
Many people who come here like to sit quietly on this bus, thinking about life and their close friends and relatives around them.
The shuttle bus drove for a long time, and when it stopped at the Lijia Hutong bus stop, the man got off.
He stood blankly on the platform and looked at the sky for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, the man walked along the uneven brick alleyway toward the inside.
When he walked to the courtyard of a house, he gently pushed open the ajar door.
What comes into view is the delightful flowers and plants growing all over the yard, and the gardenias blooming next to the wall, with a whole tree in bloom.
Before I even got close, I could already smell the faint fragrance.
At this moment, in front of the flower garden, a girl wearing a lavender dress with her hair hanging down was busy pruning flowers and plants with scissors in her hand.
The girl turned sideways, and could only see half of her tender, delicate cheek outline.
Her eyes are bright and her teeth are white, her skin is like cream, and she is as beautiful as dust.
Even if there is a little more rain on the petals and the eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, it is enough to make people mesmerized.
She is not like a mortal beauty, she is born with a sense of fairy spirit, as if she is a fairy from heaven.
When she realized someone was looking at her, she didn't look back and was still busy cleaning up the flowers and plants in front of her.
"It seems you already know Shihan's identity?"
The girl's red lips were slightly open, but the expression on her face did not change at all.
"How do you know?"
"Needless to say, is there anyone else besides Shihan who can make you look sad?"
Li Weiwei sighed, put down the scissors in her hand, and turned around: "After all, I still can't hide it from you."
"So you knew Shihan's identity from the beginning?"
Cao Ning asked curiously, but after thinking about it, he found it very ridiculous.
"That's right, you are the God of Medicine, there's no way you can't tell who she is."
"..."
Li Weiwei did not answer his question, but raised her hand to signal him to enter the room.
"Let's go in first. It's really inappropriate for you to stand in the yard like this."
The place where Li Weiwei lives now is the house she has lived in since she was a child. Although it is a bit dilapidated, she has kept it warm and cozy.
The main house is divided into two rooms, east and west. Except for the living room in the middle, there are bedrooms on both sides.
However, since Li Weiwei's grandfather passed away, the east room has been idle and is now used to store some sundries.
The west room is Li Weiwei's bedroom.
Although he is the god of medicine, the furnishings and style of the house are very in line with the current women's attire.
Although the house is not big, it is very clean and things are arranged reasonably. The wallpaper and bed sheets and quilt covers are all pink.
There is a set of white mosquito nets propped up on the bed, the classic 'herringbone' shape.
In addition to pillows and quilts, there was a half-human plush toy of a cartoon pig on the bed.
"Haha, don't you see that you still like this kind of thing?"
Cao Ning stepped forward skillfully, hugged the cartoon pig and rode on it.
Looking at this situation, I'm afraid all I have left is a samurai sword.
Li Weiwei brewed a pot of jasmine tea. When she saw Cao Ning having fun at the door of the room, she didn't stop him. She just glanced at him more intentionally or unintentionally.
"You are really familiar with it. You can enter a girl's boudoir as soon as you ask?" Li Weiwei fiddled with the tea cup and said with a smile.
Cao Ning smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, you don't have to entertain me specially, I can entertain myself."
"Haha, this is true!"
Li Weiwei glanced at it, then shook her head and smiled bitterly.
Cao Ning smiled and said: "Hey, Weiwei, where did you buy this toy? It's of good quality and very comfortable.
More importantly, I didn’t expect you to like riding pigs so much?”
"You like it? Then I'll give it to you!"
Li Weiwei used her hand to scrape off the tea foam in the cup and added: "I sleep lightly at night, so I like to sleep with something in my arms.
If you like it, just take it, I'll just go to the department store and buy one next time."
"Forehead..."
Cao Ning was stunned when he heard this. He scratched his head in embarrassment and whispered: "I wonder why it smells so good up there."
"Okay, you didn't come here today just to tell me this, right?"
Li Weiwei picked up a ceramic cup and took a sip.
After Cao Ning heard this, he immediately stopped playing and sat down in front of the tea table opposite Li Weiwei with the little pig in his arms.
"Weiwei, actually I came here this time to ask you about the Heavenly Tribulation."
"Heavenly tribulation?"
Li Weiwei lowered her apricot eyebrows and said softly: "Don't worry, no matter how severe the disaster is, I won't dare to befall you, so you can rest assured."
"No, what do you mean?"
Cao Ning was anxious, and he looked at Li Weiwei with his mouth flat: "Why doesn't he dare to bring disaster to me?
What the hell, are even the tribulations like this now?
Is it possible that if you want to hack someone, you have to look at the assets first to see if they have the qualifications?"
"That's not true, it's just... forget it, I won't be able to explain it to you for a while.
As long as you know that Shihan's disaster will never involve you, and Tianlei won't treat you like a scumbag and kill you, that's enough." Li Weiwei explained.
“Isn’t this still the same meaning?
He is just looking down on others with Tian Lei, but can he be arrogant by using his ultimate move?"
Cao Ning rolled up his sleeves and quit!
He leaned on the chair and crossed his legs, flattening his lips and humming: "That won't work, you have to find a way for me, I have to let lightning strike me."
"Struck by (looking for) lightning?"
Li Weiwei pursed her almond-shaped eyes and gave a wry smile: "Everyone else is afraid to avoid you, but when they come to you, why are you clamoring to be struck by lightning?
Is it possible that you really became a scumbag?"
"I think so, isn't it because Shihan refuses to let me go?"
Cao Ning flattened his mouth and smiled awkwardly: "Oh, let's not talk about that for now, is there any way you can make me get struck by lightning?
Weiwei, you don’t know!
I scolded God for a long time this afternoon, but he just didn't dare to chop me. Instead, he hacked the green belt of our school to pieces.
Do you think it discriminates against me?"
"Haha, your request is really serious!
I said that during the day, the thunder in the sky sounded a little strange.
It turns out the problem is with you!"
Hearing this, Li Weiwei couldn't help laughing.
This is the first time in my life that I have heard of someone taking the initiative to be struck by lightning.
After the joke, Li Weiwei sat upright and said seriously: "But then again, why on earth did you let lightning strike you?
I don’t see you being stimulated, so...hey, hey, this is my cup."
Cao Ning drooped her face, picked up the cup of tea in front of Li Weiwei and drank it in one gulp.
Then he crossed his legs, supported his chin with his hands and said listlessly: "I just want to test how powerful the thunder is.
I also want to see if I can bear it.
Who knew that this guy was not friendly at all? I cursed until my throat went dry, but it just wouldn't hit me.
Are you angry?"
"I think you want to protect Shihan from the catastrophe, right?"
Li Weiwei took back the cup and filled it with tea again, sipping it with relish: "But I advise you not to think about it. It is impossible for thunder to strike you."
"Why, why doesn't it attack me?"
Cao Ning stood up with his feet on the chair and shouted: "Everything must be reasonable, okay? Why doesn't it attack me? Why does it want to be special?"