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Li Liang made a phone call.
He patiently counted in his head, waiting for the other party to pick up.
Amidst the beeping sound, a human voice finally came from the other side.
"Song Yao," he said, "How are you doing recently?"
At this moment, Song Yao was sitting in the venue on Wutong Street, watching Song Shuang training a senior schoolmate he had just met. The interaction between the two made her smile until a phone call came.
Although she had expected it, she still felt uncontrollably angry the moment she heard Li Liang's nonchalant voice.
This anger burned her mind, and she didn't say anything for a while to avoid making mistakes.
"It seems," Li Liang twirled the lighter in his hand, looking into the distance with a profound gaze, "you are doing well."
His tone was calm, his usual gentleness.
Song Yao interrupted him, "How do you know my phone number?"
Li Liang: "If I want to know, I will find out."
Song Yao lowered her eyes. Yes, she changed her number many times later, but it was difficult to rebuild the high wall to protect herself every time.
She said with certainty: "Zhang Chao told you."
Li Liang neither denied nor confirmed, but Song Yao didn't care about his reaction.
In fact, no matter where Li Liang learned this from, it was meaningless to her now. She said this just to bring up Zhang Chao.
"You should have contacted Zhang Chao already," Song Yao clenched her phone tightly, but couldn't help revealing a hint of pride, "How is it?"
Li Liang: "So it was you who did it."
"Haven't you already guessed it?" Song Yao retorted, "Why are you pretending to have suddenly realized it now?"
Li Liang didn't care about Song Yao's attitude. He asked, "Song Yao, what do you want?"
The boy's tone seemed to be asking, Song Yao, what else are you going to do?
Song Yao took a deep breath and said, "If you want to talk about Feng Yaxuan, I have nothing to say to you."
"You--" Li Liang was about to speak, but suddenly heard a very familiar voice coming from the other side.
"Hello, can I sit here?" the female voice asked, "Do you like playing ball too?"
He heard Song Yao reply, "You can sit down. Please wait a moment."
"Song Yao, where are you?" Li Liang's voice suddenly became a little gloomy, not obvious, but Song Yao noticed it keenly.
She pretended not to hear, "Li Liang, don't call me anymore. We are not in a relationship where we can call each other."
Without waiting for the other party to reply, click to block the one-stop service.
Jiang Qing looked at her familiar movements and couldn't help but smile, "Are you done?"
"Yeah," Song Yao nodded, took the water handed to her by Ye Meiyan, and asked the two girls in front of her curiously, "Thank you. Can you really learn self-defense quickly in one day?"
"Of course," Song Shuang took off the wristband, his eyebrows flying and his hair messy, "I can't."
She changed the subject, "But if you practice enough and fall enough times, your body's reactions will subconsciously speed up. The key is to take the opponent by surprise."
"Did Li Liang threaten you on the phone?" Song Shuang asked quietly with a turn of his eyes.
Song Yao shook her head. "He wouldn't leave such a big flaw on the phone."
Song Shuang pursed his lips, "You're quite cautious."
Ye Meiyan asked, "Did he hear the noise over here?"
"I heard it." Song Yao nodded, very sure.
Just as Song Yao said, Li Liang took in everything that happened on the phone, including the conversation between the two girls, and Song Yao's last call of "Li Liang".
Song Yao and Jiang Qing met, and he clearly realized this fact.
When they meet, they will get to know each other, and getting to know each other will trigger a series of chain reactions that Li Liang does not want to see.
And now, every minute and every second, he is on the verge of being exposed at any time.
Li Liang frowned. He hated the feeling of being out of control.
"Zhang Chao," he dialed the number he hadn't called in a long time, "Do me another favor."
Zhang Chao was silent, showing a hint of resistance.
"I thought after knowing each other for so many years," Li Liang's voice was tinged with melancholy, "you would stand by me."
Zhang Chao couldn't help but ask, "Are we really friends?"
Li Liang asked back, "What do you think?"
He felt, how could he feel? Song Yao's words were always on Zhang Chao's mind, reminding him of something from time to time.
"I've already explained everything to you before. I didn't mean for you to block anyone," Li Liang said, lowering his voice. "If you insist on being so stubborn and doubting me, then there's no need for us to be friends anymore."
"I don't want to lose a hard-earned friend, do you?"
"Zhang Chao, tell me what you think."
"I..." Zhang Chao opened his mouth, but couldn't say the second half of the sentence.
"What do you want me to do for you?" he asked finally.
"Um... do you need our help?"
Jiang Qing suddenly met Chen Heng's eyes. She blinked in time to react, looked at the person behind him, and then glanced at his face.
This was the first time she and Chen Heng met after getting drunk. It was unexpected, yet it seemed as if it was destined.
She looked at Chen Xu behind Chen Heng, and the boy gave her a bright smile.
Jiang Qing smiled back.
Chen Heng's breathing stagnated. He had never thought that he would meet Jiang Qing in the hospital. All those text messages of greetings that he didn't know how to reply to all came to his mind.
"You go back first." He said to Chen Xu.
"Oh." Chen Xu agreed eagerly. Seeing that his brother had no intention of changing his mind, he turned around and walked away, looking back every few steps.
In the hospital corridor, people were coming and going, and only three people were left.
"Why are you in the hospital?" Jiang Qing spoke first.
Aren't things bad? Aren't you running away from home? What's going on now?
Chen Heng obviously understood the implication of Jiang Qing's words, and a subtle embarrassment appeared on his face.
"He... stayed up late to take care of me that day, and he's a little weak."
Jiang Qing couldn't help but look at the boy next to her. Sure enough, she was right. It was Chen Xu who took Chen Heng away that day.
As for the person who notified Chen Xu, there was no other person except Lin Nanyan.
She kindly changed the subject, "Well, do you want to drink milk tea together?"
While Aunt Yang was still here, Jiang Qing and Lin Nanyan slipped out together. Aunt Yang was so enthusiastic that they couldn't bear it.
Just as I was about to order a glass of lemonade to cool down, I ran into Chen Heng and decided to invite him along.
"No, I have something to talk to Lin Nanyan about." Chen Heng's eyes moved up and fell on Lin Nanyan.
???
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Is there some little secret between the two of them that she can't know?
Jiang Qing looked at the two people walking away and couldn't help wondering.
Lin Nanyan followed Chen Heng, turned around the corridor, and the two of them stopped.
"What did you find?" Lin Nanyan asked.
Chen Heng was speechless, "So straightforward?"
Lin Nanyan gave him a look in return, and Chen Heng consciously interpreted it. The words "or else?" were clearly written on the boy's face.
"I didn't expect to run into you first. I was planning to come see you this afternoon," Chen Heng took out his phone, "but I didn't bring any paper documents, only electronic ones."
Lin Nanyan took the phone and enlarged the picture on it.
Chen Heng: "I have carefully reviewed the data. Li Guodong has suffered from long-term hypertension, but his condition is under control and he has been taking medication on time to maintain his condition."
"My last medical record was because I had a nodule in my body. I came to the hospital to have it removed and stayed in the hospital for a while. It wasn't a big deal."
Lin Nanyan flipped through the pages one by one, focusing on the content circled in red.
“These indicators you marked…”
Chen Heng nodded, confirming Lin Nanyan's guess.
"Yes, although Li Guodong's data is generally stable, there are obvious anomalies in some indicators."
"For example, on page 12, his cortisol and aldosterone levels were above normal, but in the subsequent examination three days later, they showed a downward trend."
"Page 15, there are also abnormalities in alanine aminotransferase."
…
When Lin Nanyan and Chen Heng came out together, Jiang Qing was sipping a cup of lemon tea.
Seeing someone coming out, she handed over the two cups side by side, "Here, these are yours."
Lin Nanyan took it, and the coldness of the tentacles made him frown slightly.
Jiang Qing met Lin Nanyan's gaze and rolled her eyes. "Mine is room temperature, no ice."
She emphasized the last three words.
Lin Nanyan nodded, then opened his mouth and bit the straw. The cold liquid entered his mouth, bringing a hint of coolness to this hot summer day.
Chen Heng put his long legs on the steps and glanced sideways, "Why are you in the hospital?"
Jiang Qing: "Let's talk about this after it's over."
Chen Heng: “???”
What a mess! How come he doesn't understand?
"The most important thing now," Jiang Qing turned around, her face serious, "Do you have time? Do you want to join us?"
Lin Nanyan glanced at the girl and didn't express any opinion.
Chen Heng: "...What?"
While the two of them were away, Jiang Qing thought about it: if Chen Heng was left behind in something that everyone was involved in, wouldn't that be equivalent to indirectly excluding him?
They are not like that.
We should work together, this is the way for friends to stick together.
Jiang Qing: "It's like this, we are planning a..."
Chen Heng's expression gradually became serious.
Time passed quietly, the sun slowly fell from the sky, and the setting sun dyed the whole world dimly yellow.
An uninvited guest was first welcomed inside a sports stadium on Wutong Street.
Li Qingyun looked at the center of the venue, where a girl in sportswear was jumping high and holding up her racket.
The badminton landed on the net with a thud, bounced up, and flew across the sky, leaving a trace of arcing light.
Jiang Qing's face was covered in sweat, with a smile and a vitality he had never seen before.
At this moment, the girl seemed to have noticed something and looked over. Her eyes swept over, and her movements were seamless, serving, receiving, and hitting the ball smoothly.
Li Qingyun was sure that she saw him.
But it was as if he was just a speck of dust, not worth mentioning.
Li Qingyun did not move and stood still.
Jiang Qing didn't stop until the game was over, then she left the court.
A girl handed her a bottle of water. Because they were far away, Li Qingyun couldn't hear what they were saying.
The girl then went into the locker room and changed into a black shirt and black pants, which were loose and puffy, making her look slimmer.
She walked towards him, her face flushed from exercise, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"
How could he be here? Li Qingyun chewed on these seven words carefully. It was a really good question.
He reached out to grab the girl's wrist, but the girl reacted quickly, dodging like a snake and taking a step back to avoid him.
Li Qingyun looked at the gap that had widened between the two of them, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Without waiting for the boy's next move, Jiang Qing turned around first.
"Come with me," she said.
Li Qingyun's eyes were dark as he watched the girl leave. His fingertips touched the cold temperature in his pocket, and he raised his foot to follow.
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