Mr. Lan called Sheng Chuncheng and asked him to come over in the afternoon, and Sheng Chuncheng agreed.
Chuni and Sheng Chuncheng said that they wanted to go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books in the afternoon. Sheng Chuncheng gave them two hundred yuan each, took out paper and pen, showed them the drawings, and told them, just go to the gate of the community and take the 18th bus.
It's the double-decker bus you took before. Get off at Huansha Road Station. Walk forward to the overpass on Yan'an Road and get on the bridge. On the other side of the bridge is the book shopping center.
"If you still want to visit the West Lake, just buy a good book and walk a little further. Remember, there is the starting point of the 18th Route in the Sixth Park by the West Lake. You'd better take the 18th Route back. You know
No?"
Chuni and Chunming both said they understood. Sheng Chuncheng thought about it and took out another hundred yuan and gave it to Chuni. He told her that you can buy water, ice cream and other things while you are at the West Lake.
Chuni didn't want it, she said enough is enough, brother, the most we can do is buy a bottle of water for two people to drink, four hundred yuan is enough.
The three of them went out together. Sheng Chuncheng sent them to the 18th Road station and gave them some more instructions before riding to Dongfang Runyuan.
Not far after riding out, Sheng Chuncheng's cell phone rang. It was Professor Zheng. Sheng Chuncheng quickly got out of the car, pushed the car to the shade of the roadside, took out the phone and answered it.
"Oh, kid, I've been waiting for your call yesterday. Why didn't you call?" Professor Zheng asked, "Did you go to Lao Wan's place yesterday?"
"You're gone and you're running away. I'm embarrassed to even call you." Sheng Chuncheng said dejectedly.
Professor Zheng asked what was wrong. Sheng Chuncheng told her what happened yesterday. The old lady laughed and said:
"Oh, it's not easy. Wan Jiangang now dares to do things like robbing the law field."
"Yes, he did it, and I was almost robbed. Fortunately, it was Brother Dong and the others." Sheng Chuncheng said.
"Boy, are you thinking about your one hundred thousand yuan?" the old lady said.
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said: "What are you still worrying about? Everything has been messed up and the money must have been lost."
"Who said it was messed up? It's not over yet," the old lady said.
"It's not over yet? I've already betrayed the gang. President Fang and the others all know that it was Wan Jiangang who held Lao Wan hostage. Wanhui International is probably in complete chaos," Sheng Chuncheng said.
"Either the world will be turned upside down, or everything will be calm. Just wait and see, kid." Professor Zheng hung up the phone as he said this. Sheng Chuncheng held the phone and shook his head.
He got on his bicycle and continued walking towards Dongfang Runyuan. No matter what, whether it turns everything upside down or calm, I'd better do my own thing first.
Sheng Chuncheng rang the doorbell, and his aunt came to open the door for him. Sheng Chuncheng went in and saw Mr. Lan sitting on the sofa alone, staring at the computer.
Mr. Lan and his aunt said: "Give Master Sheng a bowl of mung bean soup."
The aunt nodded and left. Mr. Lan and Sheng Chuncheng said, "Xiao Sheng, sit down for a while and wait for Mr. Yun."
"Mr. Yun is coming today too?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"Yes, haven't you seen her for a long time? Do you miss her?" Mr. Lan teased Sheng Chuncheng, and Sheng Chuncheng quickly said: "No, no."
Mr. Lan smiled and said nothing.
The aunt brought mung bean soup to Sheng Chuncheng. Sheng Chuncheng was eating mung bean soup, and Mr. Lan was still staring at her plate. As soon as Sheng Chuncheng finished finishing the mung bean soup, the doorbell rang, and Mr. Lan said, "
"Here we come." He closed the laptop, and the aunt walked out of it. Mr. Lan waved his hand to her and said, "I'll go."
Auntie took away the empty bowls on the coffee table.
Sheng Chuncheng sat there and saw Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun coming out of the entrance. Sheng Chuncheng was startled. Through his sunglasses, he saw that Mr. Yun had almost changed. His formerly plump and white skin had now become dull.
There was no light, and the whole person suddenly looked ten years older than before. He was thin and dark, his body seemed to have shrunk, and his face was as dry as a peach that had been left for many days.
If Mr. Lan hadn't told Sheng Chuncheng in advance that Mr. Yun was coming, Sheng Chuncheng wouldn't have recognized it at all. It was Mr. Yun.
The two people approached, Mr. Lan and Sheng Chuncheng said:
"Xiao Sheng, Mr. Yun is here, let's go up."
Sheng Chuncheng quickly stood up and said in their direction: "Hello, Mr. Yun, long time no see."
Mr. Yun did not say a word, but smiled bitterly.
The three of them walked to the sunroom on the roof. Along the way, Sheng Chuncheng saw that Mr. Yun's movements seemed to be sluggish. In the sunroom, the air conditioner was on and the curtains were drawn. The light was much darker than below. Sheng Chuncheng
I seemed to hear Mr. Yun walking into the dim light and sighing.
The three of them walked to the long row of clothes racks. Sheng Chuncheng began to change into his white coat. Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun took off all their clothes. Mr. Lan was different from usual. After she took off her clothes, she took the clothes on the hanger.
A nightgown was put on.
Mr. Yun stood there hesitating. Mr. Lan helped her take off her clothes, then took her hand and took her to the massage table to lie down. She walked to the massage table next to her and lay down in her nightgown.
Come down.
Mr. Lan and Sheng Chuncheng said:
"Xiao Sheng, give Mr. Yun a good massage first. I'm not in a hurry here."
Sheng Chuncheng said yes.
Sheng Chuncheng began to give Mr. Yun a massage. Mr. Yun and Mr. Lan were different from usual. After lying down, they no longer chattered in their hometown dialect.
, but were all silent.
Sheng Chuncheng had nothing to say, so he said to Mr. Yun: "Mr. Yun, your skin seems a bit dry now. Do you feel uncomfortable in any way?"
Mr. Yun immediately choked up: "She looks like an old woman, right? It's okay, I am an old woman!"
When Sheng Chuncheng heard this tone, he immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything again.
Mr. Lan turned his head to look at her and cursed: "What an old woman, how old are you? Nowadays people can live to be eighty or ninety years old, you still have half your life to live."
"What the hell, when I'm walking on the road, I'm just thinking about which car can hit me and kill me!"
"You fart, you're crazy!" Mr. Lan got angry and cursed.
Then both of them shut up.
Sheng Chuncheng served him carefully. Every time he asked Mr. Yun whether such strength was possible, Mr. Yun always snorted.
Sheng Chuncheng felt that time passed so slowly, and he finally finished the whole set of techniques. He took a bath towel, covered Mr. Yun, and whispered to her, "Mr. Yun, have a good rest" before walking over to Lan.
Over there, I started massaging her.
Just as Sheng Chuncheng started massaging Mr. Lan, Mr. Yun next door sat up, got out of bed, and walked to the clothes rack. Sheng Chuncheng could only pretend not to see it, but Mr. Lan saw it and asked:
"What are you doing?"
Mr. Yun said nothing and started to put on her own clothes. After getting dressed, she came over and said to Mr. Lan:
"You do it slowly, I'll leave first."
"Is there something wrong with you? You don't want to eat?" Mr. Lan asked.
Mr. Yun shook his head and said, "I won't eat it."