"Yu'er," Xiaolan ran to the little girl next to her when she went out, "that girl has left. I'm in a hurry now. I'll treat your friends' injuries when I get down..."
"You want to go up?" Yu'er pointed to the top of his head, "Are you going to the floor above?"
"Yes," Xiaolan ran towards the entrance of the corridor, "I promise I will be back."
Yu'er followed her step by step, "But how do you get up there? You are human."
Xiaolan waved her hands randomly, "It's those pipes..."
"Those underground pipes? I know where you came from, because my brother and I were playing ball there." Yu'er chased after a few steps and simply caught Xiaolan, "But if you go from there,
, we have to go for a long time, aren’t you anxious?”
Xiaolan heard something in Yu'er's words, so she stopped and looked at her.
The fish then said, "I know a shortcut, and I will take you to the shortcut."
After saying that, Yu'er took Xiaolan's hand and ran forward with her.
In a blink of an eye, the two of them came out of the bright secret base, and Yu'er stretched out his hand towards Xiaolan.
Xiaolan understood immediately, took out the talisman paper from his pocket and handed it to Yu'er.
Yu'er quickly ran out of the iron gate with her and came to the stairwell with flashing lights. Yu'er looked down at the open fence and the surrounding mud and said, "You climbed in from here, right?"
Xiaolan nodded.
Yu'er pointed to the upper edge of the stairs, "Actually, you can go upstairs directly from here."
"Isn't this staircase sealed?" Xiaolan ran to the big iron door on the staircase and pushed the locked door.
Yu'er leaned toward the handrail of the stairs with a mysterious look on her face, bent down and was busy working on something under the handrail by the door. After a while, she straightened up again, spread her palms, and showed Xiaolan what was in her heart.
"Barrettes?"
In the little girl's palm is a black hairpin with some paint peeling off.
"I can open the lock quickly." Yu'er knew that Xiaolan was anxious, so he didn't say much. He inserted the hairpin into the keyhole and started working. "Although we can usually go through it directly, it's fun to use this to open the lock."
Already."
squeak--
When the heavy door opened, it did not make the hard and loud noise that Xiaolan expected, but showed the way forward extremely smoothly.
Xiaolan stepped out of the door and turned to look at the fish waiting outside.
"I'll wait for you here," the fish said immediately. "I'll open the door for you when you come back. Don't crawl in the mud anymore. Go quickly."
Xiaolan ran up the stairs three steps at a time, with Yu'er's crisp voice behind her, "Don't forget it!"
One floor below...
layer.
Xiaolan calmed down her breathing and reached out to push open the stairwell door.
There were very few people in the corridor, and the sky outside the window was still dark. It seemed that it was still late at night. Xiaolan pretended to be calm and walked around the corner. The nurse passing by looked up at her, frowned, and then lowered her head to browse the medical record booklet in her hand.
Already.
Xiaolan looked at the mud and ghost blood on her body, and turned to look at the nurse who passed by her. She was a little puzzled, but she didn't stop.
Xiaolan glanced sideways at the triage table at the end of the corridor. The nurse on duty was supporting her head with her right arm and looked drowsy. Xiaolan took advantage of this moment and ran to the door of Room 3, standing on tiptoes to look.
Towards the room.
A white coat blocked Xiaolan's sight. The next second, the door creaked open, and a doctor walked out.
Xiaolan quickly got out of the way, lowered her head, and pretended to make a mistake. Unexpectedly, the doctor seemed not to see her and walked away.
What's going on?
Xiaolan watched the doctor walk to the triage table. The little nurse stood up and said something to him. The doctor pointed to the ward. The little nurse looked over, smiled, nodded, and the doctor walked away.
Then the little nurse lowered her head and wrote something on the paper without any intention of getting up.
"Lord God!" Rong Fa's call came from the ward.
Xiaolan turned her head. There were four doctors and nurses in the ward. Two doctors, one male and one female, and Xu Yiling's sister were standing aside talking about something. A nurse was adjusting the drip flow rate, and another nurse was packing up surgical instruments.
Xu Yiling's heartbeat recovered and she was lying motionless on the hospital bed.
Rongfa stood beside the hospital bed, holding the sleeping Ling in his arms, and raised his right hand to greet Xiaolan.
Xiaolan tentatively took a few steps into the ward, but neither the doctors, nurses nor Xu Yiling's sister responded.
"Lord God, come here quickly!" Rong Fa waved, "Oh, they can't see you."
"Why can't they see me?" Xiaolan cautiously walked around the doctors and nurses.
"Didn't you just give your popularity to those little brats?" Rong Fa handed the envelope and the mirror back to Xiaolan's hands. "Your popularity is the slowest to recover. In their eyes, you may just be a bit strange."
The mist, and only the more sensitive people can feel it, but don’t worry, it will recover in a few days... Well, haven’t you experienced it before?..."
"What's wrong with Ling?" Xiaolan quickly changed the subject and asked looking at the sleeping Ling.
"I don't know how to use these things if you give them to me, so let the little girl sleep for a while."
Xiaolan nodded.
"Let's go out and chat," at this time, the female doctor said to the others, "let the patient take a rest."
The living people walked out one after another.
It's a good time.
Xiao Lan led Rong Fa around to Xu Yiling, looked down at the sleeping face, and said, "Rong Fa, wake up Ling."
Rongfa's long black nails touched the tip of Ling's nose. Ling shivered and slowly opened her eyes.
The anxiety and panic in her eyes were still there. As soon as she woke up, she twisted her body anxiously, "Mom... where is mom?..."
"Ling, don't panic," Xiaolan pulled Ling to her side and put up the mirror. Xu Yiling's face was reflected in the mirror, "Look, mom is here."
Ling calmed down a little, but became nervous again after a few seconds, "Why does mommy have her eyes closed? Why can mommy be seen in the mirror, but not on the bed?..."
Xiaolan squeezed Ling's shoulder with one hand and said slowly, "Because mom is sick."
"Then why can't I see my mother?"
Xiaolan and Rongfa exchanged glances, waited for a while, and then said word by word, "Because Ling and mother are no longer in the same world."
In Ling's big eyes, Xiaolan's figure trembled. The little girl opened her mouth and remained silent for a long time before she softly said, "I... am dead?"
Xiaolan could feel the painful memories flooding back into Ling's mind.
But Ling's attitude was surprisingly calm.
"It turns out what they said is true." Ling lowered her head and muttered to herself, her tears falling onto the carpet.
"This is not terrible," Xiaolan whispered softly, "Brother Rongfa is also dead, and those children are also dead, but they are still very happy."
Rong Fa quickly added, "Yes, and it won't be long before you can be reincarnated. It will be a brand new life, how exciting..."
Rongfa himself fell into the beautiful fantasy of the afterlife. Ling raised her eyes and glanced at him, the disappointment in her eyes did not diminish at all.
Xu Yiling in the mirror looked pale but was breathing evenly.
"Mom is sick..." Ling's eyes showed more complicated emotions, "Then will mom die?"
Xiaolan's heart skipped a beat, "Everyone will die, and my mother will die in the future, but not now."
Ling sat by the bed and murmured absently, "I am the only one who is dead..."
Seeing that Ling's thoughts were turning to a bad place, Xiao Lan quickly picked up the envelope and said, "Ling, do you remember this letter? This is the birthday gift you prepared for your aunt. You plan to read it to her personally.
Read it now."
Ling took the envelope, looked at the cover over and over, folded the opening of the envelope, and took out a piece of pink letter paper.
Transparent tears fell on the paper drop by drop, soaking the crooked small words written in black carbon pen.
With tears in her eyes, Ling recited the letter she wrote to her mother in a hoarse cry.
Xiaolan didn't want to cry, so she turned her head and looked at the darkness outside the window. Ling's voice floated in the dark night. Halfway through her belief, Xiaolan felt someone tugging on her sleeve.
"It's not good," seeing Xiaolan turn her head back, Rongfa quickly leaned into her ear and said, "Her soul is coming out again."
Another layer of white mist slowly emerged from Xu Yiling's body.
"It seems she heard Ling's voice." Xiaolan said.
"This is not the point. Lord God, look here!" Rong Fa pointed to Xu Yiling's exposed arm outside the patient's gown, "Master God, the seal you gave her at the beginning can only make the soul leave the body ten times. If the soul leaves the body on the tenth time,
If you lose your body, you can’t go back. Not only can’t you go back, but you can’t accept such a soul below. If you don’t accept it below, you will never be reincarnated!”
The black mark on Xu Yiling's arm has largely dimmed, leaving only one vertical line still shining black.
"No!" Xiaolan shouted and grabbed Xu Yiling's arm.
The rising mist quickly returned to her body.
Xu Yiling's life also began to be reviewed.
Her growth, her marriage, Ling's birth...
Including her husband who was taken away by a disaster, Xu Yiling held back tears at the funeral while holding Ling who could not speak.
Suddenly, a cry sounded in my ears.
Xiaolan turned around and found Ling standing next to her.
"Ling?"
Xiaolan lowered his head and realized that when he was stabilizing Xu Yiling's soul, his other hand was being held by Ling, and Ling was led into her mother's revolving door.
Soon, the Ling in Xu Yiling's memories grew up.
They moved into the apartment where they live now.
They bought the white car.
They met the kind-hearted uncle the guard.
They... arrived at the day of the accident.
Xiaolan's heart tightened.
Xu Yiling's head hit the glass, and her eyes followed Ling and flew to the bushes.
The traceback is not over.
Xu Yiling lay on the hospital bed for a long time. On a rainy night, she opened her eyes and got out of bed.
This is her whole body, no longer a soul.
She took out her key card from the clothes hanging at the door and walked outside the ward. There was no one in the corridor. The nurse at the triage table fell asleep. Xu Yiling dragged her weak body into the rain curtain.
She walked barefoot in the pouring rain.
She walked towards her neighborhood.
The guard at night was replaced by another young man. When the young man saw Xu Yiling's appearance, he stood up in shock, picked up the phone and said something, but did not dare to go out and stop her.
Xu Yiling used the key card to open the main entrance of the community and continued walking.
Ta...ta...ta...
She left a trail of wet footprints in the clean corridor.
Squeak—bang!
The living room was dark, and the night was filled with the suffocating sound of rain.
Ta...ta...ta...
She walked towards Ling's bedroom.
Twist the door handle.
She opened the door.
The night light on the bedside sheds soft light, the quilts on the bed were scattered, and the bedroom was empty.
Xu Yiling walked to the bed with trembling steps.
Rain dripped from her hair, and Xu Yiling looked at the empty bed exhausted.
She stood up holding on to the edge of the bed, leaving a clear fingerprint of her five fingers on the quilt.
She walked to the window. The blinds were not closed tightly, and the rain and night wind came in along the cracks in the window. Xu Yiling grabbed the drawstring and closed the window little by little. Suddenly, she saw something in the glass window.
There was a vague figure on the bed.
She let go of her hand and moved closer to the glass to take a closer look. She breathed into the glass and raised her hand to wipe it, but the fatigue all over her body refused her action. She supported the glass with her fingers and straightened up again.
A gust of night wind blew in through the unclosed blinds, lifting the tasseled curtains. The curtains raised and enveloped Xu Yiling, and calmness soon returned.
She walked back to the bed and looked at her daughter's crib.
It's late at night.
Xu Yiling raised her hand and turned off the night light.
Then, she knelt beside the bed, as if her daughter was still lying on the bed, stretched out her hand and touched the air in front of her.
"Ling...go to sleep...go to sleep..."
"Mom will always be by your side."
They can't see each other.
Ling cried loudly beside Xiaolan.
The scene gradually faded and Ling disappeared.
Xu Yiling's appearance gradually became blurry.
However, Xiaolan did not return to the ward.
She looked at the blank space around her in confusion, not knowing what was happening.
"Lord God..." A woman's gentle voice sounded in my ear, "Lord God, I am Xu Yiling. Thank you for helping me, but these last words, forgive me, I can only tell you."
"Aunt Xu Yiling..."
"Lord God, you have also seen that when I lost my husband, I was devastated. At that time, Ling was the only person who supported me to live. If it weren't for Ling, I would be dead now..."
Xiaolan seemed to have guessed what Xu Yiling wanted to say.
"And now, I have lost Ling, and I have lost all the power to live..."
"Aunt……"
"Lord God," Xu Yiling said firmly, "please help me and let me and Ling go together, okay?"
Xiaolan shook her head, "I can't possibly do that."
"Lord God, I'm sorry, but I'm not threatening you... People who commit suicide cannot choose the next life, so I can only... If you don't help me, I can only use the last stab to stabilize the miracle. Other than that, I can't
There is no other way…”
Xiaolan pursed her lips tightly.
"Lord God, please... help me one last time... please..."
Xu Yiling's voice disappeared together with the blank space around her. Xiaolan lost her mind and returned to the ward.