A large piece of rouge on Lingjing's face was eaten by Shasha, and Shasha's mouth was also crimson. The two girls quickly ran to the bathroom. When they came out, Lingjing had washed off all the makeup and her hair had returned to fresh.
Ponytail, wearing a princess costume, was astonishingly beautiful. Not long after, Mother Ye, who worked in this hospital, brought dinner, and the three of them ate in the ward. At this time, the nurse also brought dinner to Yuechi Xun, who is currently here
Although she had no relatives, the hospital already knew that her family was a very powerful family in Japan, so it naturally did not dare to neglect her.
However, although special nurses are arranged, the hospital is short of manpower. Yueji Xun is usually quiet and can do things like going to the toilet by himself. Although high nursing fees may have been recorded on the bill, the nurse
But she was always called by the hospital to go to other places to help. She would only come when she needed something to eat or if she pressed the medical bell.
The food in the hospital pays attention to nutrition, but it is unpalatable after all. Seeing Yuechixun eating in small sips, under Lingjing's prompting, the three of them mixed a portion of the food cooked by Ye's mother and gave it to her - Lingjing
Jing heard about her experience, so she had some sympathy for this girl who looked pitiful and was beaten together with Jiaming.
This time Yue Chixun used "thank you" instead of "Arigado" in English. Lingjing studied well and studied English for another year and a half. She immediately said "it doesn't matter" and said "my name is Ye Lingjing"
He tried to have a simple communication with her in English. The two exchanged a few words while eating. Yue Chixun found out the names of the three of them in English, and the words "Gu Jiaming" were repeated over and over again.
I read it several times.
After dinner, the two girls started doing their homework in the ward. Soon after, Jia Ming asked about the reading competition, and Lingjing's sweet yet gentle voice rang in the ward:
"...Now I am walking slowly in this garden with my car, and I often have the feeling that I have been out playing alone for too long. One day I was sorting out my old photo albums, and there was a picture that was more than ten years old.
The photo I took in this circle before - a young man sitting in a wheelchair, with an old cypress tree behind him, and the ancient altar in the distance. I went to the garden to find the tree. I clicked on the photo
I quickly found it by searching the background on the photo. I looked for it according to the shape of its branches in the photo, and it was definitely it. But it was already dead, and there was a vine as thick as a bowl wrapped around it. One day I was
I met an old lady in the garden and she said: "Hey, where are you still here?" She asked me: "Is your mother okay?" "Who are you?" "You don't remember me, but I remember you. One day
When your mother came here to see you, she asked me if you had seen a child in a wheelchair?..." I suddenly felt that I had been playing alone in this world for too long. One night, I was sitting alone
I was reading under the street lamp next to the altar, and suddenly bursts of suona sounds came from the dark altar; surrounded by towering old trees, the square altar covered an area of several hundred square meters and was open and open, facing the sky alone. I couldn't see the suona player.
People, only the sound of suona hums and sings in the starry night sky, sometimes sad and sometimes cheerful, sometimes haunted and sometimes desolate. Perhaps these few words are not enough to describe it, but I can clearly hear it ringing in the past.
, ringing in the present, ringing in the future, swirling and floating forever.
One day, I will hear someone calling me to go back..." ("Me and the Temple of Earth")
The girl's voice is sweet and affectionate, and when used to read the text "Me and the Temple of Earth", although there is no doubt that she will win the prize, it is indeed a bit pretentious to Jia Ming's ears. Of course, he will not say this out loud.
At about nine o'clock in the evening, the two girls followed Mother Ye home from get off work. The nurse would come over to check on them a few times, but most of the time, only the two children stayed quietly in the ward. Jiaming would watch from the bed. While reading for a while, Yue Chixun lay on the hospital bed and looked at the ceiling, sometimes looking over. When Jiaming noticed, she continued to move her eyes to the ceiling.
At around ten o'clock, Jiaming got out of bed and turned off the lights. Anyway, Yuechixun was just in a daze, so he didn't have any objections. However, not long after, he heard Yuechixun say: "Gu... Jiaming...
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"Um?"
"Thank you."
"Keep it secret for me, and I will thank you too." Jiaming said in Japanese.
The next day was Saturday. The two girls came over early in the morning and brought hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge to Jiaming. Naturally, Yuechixun also got a bowl. Lingjing inevitably had another conversation with her in English. She always knew
To learn English well, you have to talk to people who can speak English. Even though she only had a basic knowledge of English for more than a year, she started chatting with the other person enthusiastically. Once she talked about something she didn't know, she asked Yue Chi Xun to write it on paper.
When she came out, she picked up an English dictionary and looked through it to roughly understand the meaning of this sentence. If she couldn't speak something herself, she would find a bunch of words in the dictionary to piece it together, and the Japanese girl would roughly guess.
After she comes out, straighten out her grammar and write correct sentences for her.
At this time, Yuechi Xun was probably bored, so he stayed there with Lingjing to speak English and write sentences. After half a morning, the two of them seemed to have become friends. Shasha occasionally went over to take a look, and the tadpole text on the paper made her dizzy.
Dazzled, he hurriedly retreated, bragging and gossiping with Jiaming by the bedside.
At around ten o'clock, Ye's mother came over and told them that the police would come over in the afternoon to take notes and let Jiaming straighten out his thoughts. In fact, all the lies Jiaming had made up about what happened that day had already been told that day.
After coming out, the police generally believed that this visit was just a routine official business. After two o'clock in the afternoon, a female police officer opened the door and came in. When Jia Ming saw her, her eyes suddenly became sharp.
Things are very abnormal, because the people who come in now are really suspicious in Jia Ming's eyes.
The big hat was pulled down slightly. The woman who came in was too young. She looked like a high school student at most. Although some women were born with baby faces, Jiaming was sure from her temperament that this person should still be a student.
.The fit of the pistol is a little stiff, and...the clothes are a bit inappropriate, which is unreasonable...
When something goes wrong, he becomes a monster. Jiaming often pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. The first thought that flashes through his mind is that someone is going to test him, or send a girl killer to kill him.
He glanced at a fork on the small cabinet next to him from the corner of his eyes, and then looked at Yue Chixun on the other bed, only to see that there was some doubt in his eyes, but not as deep as his own.
"Ahem, you must be Gu Jiaming." The policewoman deliberately made a mature tone. First, she put the items on the small cabinet and the fork into the drawer, and then placed a notebook on top. This time,
Jiaming was even more certain of his judgment,
"My name is Mu Zhenzhen, and I'm here to take a note for you." The policewoman symbolically took out her police badge and shook it. Naturally, no one could see clearly the photo and name on it.
Looking at Lingjing and Shasha who were still in the ward at this time, Jiaming's thoughts changed rapidly. He finally managed to hide his skills from Shasha. If he really needed to take action, wouldn't everything he had hidden be exposed.
Or should I leave everything to this Japanese girl?
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