10:30.
The drone show and fireworks display began.
We welcomed guests in the banquet hall, dined in the restaurant, and socialized in the dance hall. Now, let's go to the watchtower to watch the performance.
Chang Le was pulled by Hua Anning to stand in the best viewing spot upstairs.
"Countdown,
ten,
Nine,
eight……"
Chang Le's pupils slowly dilated, and the intoxication faded away silently.
The lively sounds of the people around her overlapped with another voice of her own, transcending time and space:
It's time.
ten,
Nine……"
"three,
two,
one,
The performance begins!
...
"three,
two,
one.
Time's up.
...
"Bang bang bang—"
Fireworks of various colors burst in the sky, painting the silent night sky with splendor, and cheers rose and fell.
...
"Bang!"
Amidst the noise, Chang Le heard the echo of a sudden crash to the ground within his own heart.
She knew that even the most beautiful spring could not save the rotten seeds.
...
After the banquet, the others saw the guests off at the door, and Hua Lanshi carried Chang Le back to the room. Still half-asleep, Chang Le reached out and tugged at his sleeve, opening his eyes: "Fourth Brother..."
"Yes, I'm here." Hua Lanshi squatted down beside the bed to look her in the eye.
Chang Le, looking slightly drunk, gazed at him with her watery eyes and said, "Brother, Dad said the key is with you."
Hua Lan's smile froze on her face.
"The key is here," Chang Le said, pointing to his head.
"Brother, can I have it?"
Hua Lanshi stared into her eyes, his body stiffer than a corpse. From Chang Le's perspective, she could clearly see that even the veins in his neck were taut, and his hand gripping her blanket tightened unconsciously.
Is he nervous? Afraid?
More obviously, he was resisting.
Hearing Hua Lan's obviously rapid breathing and the tears in his eyes, Chang Le sighed inwardly and squeezed his hand through the blanket: "Goodnight, brother."
Hua Lan took a deep breath and said softly, "Goodnight."
The door closed, and Chang Le's eyes showed no trace of drunkenness; she wasn't drunk at all.
She herself hadn't expected that Biyin's regenerative abilities would not only increase her self-healing speed, but also accelerate the metabolism of abnormal substances in her body. Chang Le noticed this after drinking three or four glasses of red wine.
The reason I allowed myself to be a little drunk was simply because I didn't want to spoil everyone's mood or the atmosphere of the banquet.
...
The servants of the Hua family cleaned until midnight before going to rest. Hua Anning and Gu Yujing went outside, and everyone else went to sleep.
As night deepened, Hua Lanshi hurriedly left.
The person watching him from behind—Chang Le—stood on the balcony where he first met Hua Anning, watching him leave overnight, his back view revealing a disheveled state.
Chang Le, still holding the rabbit in his arms, said, "What do you think he's afraid of that makes him panic like this just because I mentioned it?"
422 yawned and said, "[I don't know anything!]"
Chang Le rolled her eyes and tossed him onto the bed. The big rabbit bounced twice with a "duang, duang" sound before landing face down.
【！！】
Hey! My face! Turn it over!
My nose will get crushed!!
Chang Le smiled, turned and went downstairs, ignoring the impotently furious rabbit behind her.
...
Hua Lanshi almost rushed into the Chaoxi Laboratory, avoiding the still-lit areas, and rushed into his office. The moment he closed the door, he collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale and extremely frightening.
He leaned against the cold door, his hands gripping the front of his clothes tightly, but his pounding heart found no relief, and he soon found himself unable to breathe.
Hua Lanshi's face was pale and unsightly, but her expression was not panicked; on the contrary, she seemed used to it.
He forced himself to stand up by leaning against the door, and in the dark room, he bent over and skillfully found his way to his seat, taking out a few pills from the safe and swallowing them.
After about ten minutes, Hua Lanshi gradually calmed down.
Uncontrollable tears from a physiological reaction blurred her face.
He sat in the dark for a long time before turning on the small lamp on the table and taking out a document from the safe.
The document cover was a brand new white sheet of paper. Hua Lan stroked the edges of the paper, going back and forth more than ten times, before finally lifting the cover.
Below is an old, worn-out table.
The header is—
Psychological diagnosis certificate from Huacheng First People's Hospital.
Next, name—
Flowering orchids.
"clatter."
Tears fell onto the paper, leaving full shapes on the waterproof surface and distorting the words "diagnosis opinion".
Pale, thin fingers traced the edges of the paper, then abruptly and without any warning, precisely flipped through two pages, and after glancing at the header of the second diagnostic certificate, slammed it shut!
A pale hand covered the cover, pressing it tightly, the fingertips losing color from the force, and the knuckles trembling visibly.
"Huh..."
Hua Lan suddenly clenched his fingers uncontrollably, crumpling the brand-new cover. He tried to breathe deeply but to no avail. His chest felt like it was being pressed down by a large stone slab, making him feel palpitations, chest tightness, and suffocation.
Hua Lan hurriedly bent down to get the medicine, but lost her balance and fell to the ground. The chair was knocked away and made a screeching sound as it scraped against the floor.
He looked at the medicine so close to him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift his hand. His vision was shrouded in mist and waves of darkness.
"Knock knock".
"Teacher? Is that you back?"
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