Ling Feng twitched his lips, "I don't have any family left."
The nurse was stunned. She couldn't say what she was about to say. She was silent for a moment and said awkwardly, "What about your friend?"
"By me..."
Ling Feng originally wanted to say that he had killed her, but his rusty brain turned at this time, and he remembered what Ling Yu had said before, that Lan Shuang seemed to have escaped, which meant she was not dead!
A spark of hope ignited within the ashes, and Ling Feng's eyes lit up. He suddenly sat up, "Yes, I have a friend. Can you lend me your phone? I want to call her."
"Of course, wait a minute."
The nurse left and soon returned with a note in her hand. "This was left by the driver who called 120 for you. He said that if you wake up, remember to call him."
Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then his expression eased a little, "Thank you, I'll call right away."
…
I dialed the number on the note and the call was quickly answered. "Hello? Who is this?"
Ling Feng cleared his throat and whispered, "It was me. I fainted on the side of the road that day. Thank you for calling 120."
"It's you, young man. I'm glad you're okay. I was so scared back then!" The eldest brother still felt a lingering fear when he mentioned it. "Although I don't know what happened, but listen to your advice. There is nothing in this world that cannot be overcome. You are still so young and you have endless possibilities! Why do you want to commit suicide? If you die, you will really have nothing."
The eldest brother sighed, "Don't do stupid things again. You don't really want to die, right? Otherwise, your wound wouldn't be like this. If you're so determined not to live, I'll definitely kill you if you can't. You've left some room, which means you still want to live. So hold on! Come on!"
The kindness of strangers is always more touching.
Ling Feng's already fragile nerves suddenly collapsed. He burst into tears and said thank you many times incoherently.
Only then did the eldest brother hang up the phone.
The nurse had gone out, and he was the only one in the ward. He took a long time to call Lan Shuang. He listened to the busy tone with anticipation, but soon there was a message saying no one answered the call.
It's the same if he hits again.
Unconvinced, he called again many times, but to no avail.
"How could this happen? Shuangshuang... don't want to pay attention to me anymore?"
He stared at his phone in a daze, then got up and went to find the nurse after a moment. Fortunately, he still had his wallet with him. The Ling family didn't want his money, so they only took his phone. There was a card in his wallet, which was returned to him by those people after he returned to the Ling family. It contained his mother's medical expenses, which was given by Lan Shuang.
At that time, he thought that the Ling family was really so kind and willing to return the money to him, but he didn't expect that he just couldn't use it.
He pursed his lips, took out the card to pay the medical bills, and was discharged from the hospital that day.
Then he bought a new phone and took a taxi back to Lan Shuang's home. Feeling nervous, he wrote many drafts, thinking about how to apologize and explain to Lan Shuang when he saw her later. But after waiting for a long time, no one opened the door.
He didn't give up and knocked for a while. Finally, there was a movement. The moment the door opened, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Shuang... who are you?"
His voice stopped abruptly when he saw that the person coming was a man over 1.8 meters tall, shirtless and wearing only a pair of large flowered shorts.
The man was clearly still asleep, his hair standing on his head in a mess, his eyelids drooping. He asked in a bad mood, "Knock, knock, knock, what the hell are you talking about? Are you sick?"
Ling Feng subconsciously looked into the room, "Where's Lan Shuang?"
"What's Lan Shuang, Bei Shuang? Did you go the wrong way?"
The man had no intention of letting him in and was about to close the door. Ling Feng immediately reached in to block the door and asked anxiously, "She's the original resident here. I lived here with her."
"Oh, you mean the previous resident? She's gone. My aunt said she moved out two days ago and packed up everything. It seems she doesn't plan to come back, but she didn't mention you? Are you living with her?"
The man's eyes suddenly cleared up, and he looked Ling Feng up and down with an ambiguous look in his eyes. He asked suspiciously, "Are you a gigolo? You've been kicked out, yet you still want to come back and pester me?"
Ling Feng: “…”
"No, I'm her friend. She saved me before. It's a bit complicated. Does your aunt know where she moved to?"
The man sneered: "That's my aunt, not her mother. Will she tell her aunt where she's going? You're really not in your right mind. Go, go, go wherever you want. I don't know. Don't disturb my sleep."
As Ling Feng spoke, his hand was pulled down, and he watched helplessly as the familiar door closed in front of him.
"Moved away...why?"
Ling Feng stood at the door for a while in a daze, then turned around and looked at the elevator, at a loss.
He seemed to have lost his home all of a sudden.
He did something wrong. He shouldn't have lied to Lan Shuang and shouldn't have led her over, but he also had his own difficulties. Would she just give up on him like that?
Still feeling a little dizzy, Ling Feng reached out to support himself against the wall, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something in his pocket out of the corner of his eye.
He took it out and saw that it was a thin chain with a pendant on it. The pendant was very small, about the size of a corn kernel, and there was a little red inside.
It looks like there is a red dot in the crystal, but only Ling Feng and Lan Shuang know that it is not a red dot, but a drop of Lan Shuang's blood!
The original owner was worried that Ling Feng might get into trouble outside because of his poor eyesight, so she made this necklace for her and told him that if he encountered any danger, he could use this drop of blood to find her or call her.
Ling Feng stood for a while holding the necklace, thinking that Lan Shuang would not come to him on her own initiative now, so he clenched the pendant and recited the mantra. Then he saw a faint white silk thread floating in the air, leading him forward.
He quickly caught up, got in the elevator and out of the community, and ran across most of the city. The sun had already set in the west when the silk thread finally stopped at the entrance of an upscale community.
Looking at the stern guard, Ling Feng slowly frowned, "Did they make a mistake? Shuangshuang said she gave me all her savings. How could she afford to live in such an expensive neighborhood?"
He stood there for a while, but fearing that he would be suspected and expelled by the security guard, he took a detour and walked to a secluded place.
However, the silk thread still wanted to float into the community.
Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, used some magic to temporarily hide his figure, and slipped into the community.
After entering, the silk thread continued to float, and he quickly followed it, all the way into the depths of the residential complex, into the apartment building, and then took the elevator. He watched the numbers jump up layer by layer, and the silk thread did not express its opinion. He pursed his lower lip.
…
"Why is kneading dough so difficult? Isn't it just a matter of adding water? How did it turn into soup?"
Ning Yufeng had a cold face, as if someone owed him eight million. He stared at the bowl of "flour", trying to burn through it with his eyes.
Lan Shuang was at a loss for words: "I didn't ask you to add so much water, why are your cooking skills regressing?"
She said it subconsciously, and then met Ning Yufeng's inquiring gaze: "Regression? I don't think I've ever cooked before. How can I regress?"
Lan Shuang: “…”
Oops, I blurted it out.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, someone knocked on the door.
Lan Shuang immediately wiped her hands and said, "I'll go take a look."
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