Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Dream (III)

Ning Helan glanced at the quarreling people and chickens, lowered his eyes to look at his arms, thought for a while, and changed into a thin long-sleeved shirt.

Ning Guohua was doing radio gymnastics in the ward, and turned back to look at the two of them when he heard the noise.

"Grandpa, you are in good spirits, can you be discharged?" Ning Helan put the breakfast next to the bed.

"The doctor who made rounds today said that you can leave tomorrow if there is nothing wrong after observing for another day." Ning Guohua said, "Fang Hui is here too."

"Grandpa Ning." Fang Hui greeted.

Normally, except for classes, Fang Hui would never get up before eight o'clock, but after this death, his life became regular instead.

I drank a cup of soy milk this morning. I wasn't hungry, I just had a craving.

At noon, Ning Guohua started to take a nap. Ning Helan's arm didn't hurt anymore, so he also lay on the bed and started

to take a nap. Fang Hui was bored, so he also lay on the sofa next to him and started to learn to take a nap.

Ning Guohua woke up first. He saw that Ning Helan was still asleep, so he leaned over and pulled up his sleeve. When he saw the wound, Ning Guohua frowned.

"Grandpa, you're awake..." Ning Helan raised his head in a daze, and suddenly woke up after seeing Ning Guohua's actions. He stood up and said, "I'll go get you some water." Fang Hui

opened his eyes and saw Ning Guohua looking at the door of the ward with a serious expression.

"Fang Hui, you also saw Xiaolan's hand, right?"

"Well..." Fang Hui sat up, "Is he poisoned?"

Fang Hui was just talking nonsense, but Ning Guohua nodded slightly. Fang Hui was surprised: "Is he really poisoned?"

"You can say it's poisoning, or you can say it's miasma," Ning Guohua sighed, "This child, he used to be like this, he never said anything, this time his arm..."

Fang Hui wanted to ask something else, but when he saw Ning Helan walking back with a cup of water, he shut up and stopped talking.

Around six or seven in the afternoon, Ning Guohua, who had finished his dinner, said that he wanted to walk around the hospital yard and asked Fang Hui to take Ning Helan to find Fang Hui's father.

Ning Helan did not get enough rest, and his face looked a little ugly. He was yawning all the way.

He saw Fang Hui out of the corner of his eye, and Fang Hui's face was not good either.

Originally, Fang Hui's face was pale, much paler than ordinary people, and he looked like a mannequin. At this moment, his complexion was not good, and he looked like a...mannequin with a bad complexion.

Fang Hui was very nervous and uneasy. He was afraid of seeing the same situation as Zhou Yong's family, and whether his relatives were also very sad.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Fang Hui stopped. He did not dare to go in.

Ning Helan looked around and saw that this was a high-end residential area, where every household had a single-family villa: "Oh, Fang Hui, you are the young master?"

"That was before he died." Fang Hui took a few deep breaths, but still didn't have the courage to move forward.

Ning Helan patted his shoulder as an encouragement, Fang Hui gritted his teeth, and then walked towards the gate of the residential area.

The security guard at the door stopped the two people: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to Fang Cheng's house."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"...No."

"What's your relationship with Mr. Fang?"

"...Friends?"

"Are you Mr. Fang's friends?" Security guard 0604 was obviously unconvinced, "You look like students, right?"

Security guard 0609 also came over to look at the two people. One of them was a gigolo, and the other one was not only a gigolo, but also had a small braid. A grown man with a small braid, it was obvious that he was not a serious person.

With prejudice, the two people did not intend to let them in: "No appointment, no entry."

"Hey, what's the basis?" Fang Hui glared and was about to get angry, Ning Helan pulled him to signal him to calm down.

In the past, whenever Fang Hui came here, the security guards would all bow and nod to him, but seeing their faces now, he really wanted to scold them.

"Fang Hui, why don't you call your dad?" Ning Helan handed him the phone.

Fang Hui took the phone, entered the number but did not press the dial button. What

will Fang's father say when he answers the phone?

If he says that he is Fang Hui and that he has come back to see him, Fang Chengbao might be scared to have a heart attack.

But if he says it is someone else... who can he say?

Fang Hui returned the phone to Ning Helan with some depression, turned around and left.

"Fang Hui? Aren't you going in?" Ning Helan put away her phone and hurried to catch up.

"Go in." Fang Hui snorted, "If you're not allowed to go through the front door, I still have a back door."

This community is relatively large, and the trees in some places are quite lush.

Fang Hui led Ning Helan to a wall, on top of which there was a camera that was spinning back and forth.

Fang Hui squatted down, stretched out his hand and pulled out a few pieces of plastic: "Look, my secret passage, this is how I ran out to play when I was a kid..."

Ning Helan took a look: "Isn't this a dog hole?"

"What...what dog hole, this is called a secret passage." Fang Hui had never thought of it this way. He had been going in and out of this place since he was a kid, and now that it was defined as a dog hole by Ning Helan, his strange self-esteem was slightly hurt.

After entering, there is a flower bed. The gardeners just came to water it in the morning, so the soil is still a little wet.

The trees and flowers here are well-maintained and look like they are often taken care of.

Ning Helan looked around. The small villas were built in different styles, but they all looked old from the outside.

Some of the ones that are well-maintained are asking cleaners to clean the west wall and windows outside. The ones that are not well-maintained have weeds growing in the gardens, and their original appearance can no longer be seen.

"Fang Hui, when we get to your father's house later, how are you going to get in?" Ning Helan asked casually, "Your father probably won't recognize you in this state, right?"

Fang Hui really hadn't thought about this question.

He now thinks about problems by taking one step at a time and then thinking about the next step.

Just like just now he was only thinking about how to get in, and didn't think about how to get home later.

"We'll talk about it later." Fang Hui said.

Ning Helan didn't ask any more questions. She followed him to a three-story villa, yawning.

The outer wall was decorated in light brown, which made the Mediterranean-style building add some Chinese architectural flavor. There

are many flowers planted in the garden, with many varieties, and each flower is blooming very well.

Ning Helan glanced at the surveillance camera at the gate, and saw Fang Hui preparing to climb over the wall. She hurried forward and grabbed him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Go into the house." Fang Hui said.

"Wouldn't you go through the front door when you go back to your own house?"

"Didn't you say that my dad wouldn't recognize me in this state?"

The two stared at each other in silence.

Ning Helan sighed lightly: "How about this, let's wait until it's dark before going in. If we climb over the wall now, we'll be mistaken for thieves."

Fang Hui nodded.

When it was past nine in the evening and it was completely dark, the two stepped on the wall and quickly climbed in.

"Oh, that's not right," Fang Hui came to his senses at this time, "If we climb over the wall at night, won't we be mistaken for thieves more easily!"

"Shh." Ning Helan motioned him to lower his voice, "If you speak louder, we will be discovered by others later, and we will look more like thieves."

Fang Hui was really angry and amused, he rolled his eyes at Ning Helan and stopped talking.

"Master Fang, you don't want to go through the front door, do you?"

"This way."

Fang Hui took Ning Helan around to the back of the villa.

There is a spacious balcony on the second floor, with a round wooden table and a reclining chair outside.

"My father used to like to watch the sunset here." Fang Hui was very touched when

he saw these things. Ning Helan saw that he was lost in thought and did not disturb him.

After a while, the lights in the room came on.

Fang Hui stepped on the outer wall, climbed up with his hands on the protruding decorations, and climbed up in a few steps. His movements were so smooth that it seemed that this was not the first time he had done it.

Ning Helan also climbed up.

The two of them hid stealthily at the edge of the balcony. Fang Hui poked his head to look inside, and suddenly his body froze and he quickly shrank back.

Ning Helan didn't know what he saw, so she also looked inside and asked, "What did you see?"