Hit ghost

Chapter 194 Thoughts

Xie Jin sat there with his head down, he understood what Wen Liang said, he was indeed more obsessed with some illusory things than anyone else.

Whether it was self-care to bear the death atonement of his teammates two years ago, or just because of his promise to Ji Duan at the beginning, he went all the way and almost killed himself in that hospital.

Once promised, even if you bet your life, you have to do it. This is something Xie Jin has engraved in his bones that is closer to a creed.

"I'm just... a little tired lately." Xie Jin didn't tell anyone, as soon as he closed his eyes, what appeared in front of him was the eternal nightmare called the past in an infinite loop, and He Nian's face lying quietly in the coffin.

Xie Jin slowly raised his hand to push aside the warm plastic bag. For breakfast, he bought many kinds according to everyone's taste, and now what he grabbed in his hand was the flatbread egg that Wen Liang just pushed aside.

He opened his mouth to bite but it was tasteless, Xie Jin chewed the food in his mouth a little bit dumbly, as if he hadn't settled down to taste something like this for too long.

Seeing that Xie Jin, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, was finally willing to sit down and have a good meal, Wen Liang didn't ask any more questions. His words had reached that point. As for how to understand the meaning of those words, it was up to Xie Jin himself.

After a silent breakfast, Xie Jin called Lin Ranran.Obviously, he was not the only one who suffered from insomnia last night, because the girl got his mobile phone number from somewhere in the early hours of the morning, and even sent him a text message.

They met at eight o'clock in the morning. Xie Jin and Wen Liang arrived downstairs in the hospital before eight o'clock, and it was still Secretary Liu who received them.

In the luxuriously decorated VIP reception room, Xie Jin was sitting on the soft sofa holding a cup of hot tea. He didn't go in. This meeting was mainly to let Wen Liang see Ji Duan's situation. He didn't want to irritate the young man again early in the morning.

Secretary Liu stood behind Xie Jin like a well-dressed bodyguard, refilling the tea at the right temperature for him from time to time.

As if sensing Xie Jin's uneasiness, Secretary Liu turned around and picked up the small object on the closet, and handed it to him: "Mr. Xie should be very concerned about the progress inside, this may allow you to See everything in the ward."

Xie Jin subconsciously found that the gadget he handed over was a palm-sized remote control, a bit like an air conditioner remote control, but far more delicate than that.

"Press the blue button in the middle, and the wall behind you will change." Secretary Liu reminded.

Xie Jin did as he did. He pressed the button, and the wall behind him made a slight sound. The wooden wall actually shrank towards the hidden groove above, and a two-meter-long mirror surface appeared, and through the piece of glass , Xie Jin could clearly see what was happening in the ward.

He recognized this kind of glass, which was most often used in interrogation rooms, and he could see every move of the prisoner from the observation room. It was a one-way glass.

"In order to provide VIPs with a quieter convalescent environment, each room on this floor of the municipal hospital is equipped with this kind of equipment." Secretary Liu explained respectfully. He saw Xie Jin's face showing the same expression from yesterday again.

Obviously not wanting to explore further, Secretary Liu nodded towards Xie Jin, "Then I'm going out first, and you can call me if you need anything."

The door was closed, but Xie Jin didn't seem to hear it. There was only one person in his eyes. He looked at the awakened young man in the ward through the one-way glass that was so bright that it didn't seem to exist there.

Ji Duan obviously also showed a sense of strangeness to Wen Liang, but his reaction was not as strong as yesterday. He just raised his wet black eyes and looked curiously at the somewhat familiar white-haired man.

"This kind of situation is rare, but Lao Ji, you have amnesia, you have to pay back the money you owe me." Wen Liang sat down on the bed carelessly, ignoring the young man's frowning eyebrows.

"I owe you money?" Ji Duan looked up and down at the white-haired man dressed as a Taoist priest in front of him. He didn't look like a guy who would interact with him. "Could it be that I asked you to tell your fortune?"

"That's not true, but you can have this." Wen Liang took out a pair of frameless round sunglasses from nowhere, and put the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. He suddenly grabbed Ji Duan's hand where the needle was not buried, shook his head and started talking nonsense.

"This benefactor, I see that your seal is black, and there will be unavoidable disasters in the near future."

Ji Duan withdrew his hand without a trace, and glared at Lin Ranran who was standing aside and giggling, his eyes seemed to ask whether this guy is reliable, where did you find such a magic stick.

"...You wear sunglasses, it's no wonder that my seal is not black." Ji Duan endured it, but he still didn't explain the expulsion order very clearly.

This gave Wen Liang a chance to make a big difference. He suddenly pushed the sunglasses on his forehead and leaned in front of Ji Duan. The distance between the two was only a punch away, which is the kind of extremely short distance between fighting or kissing. .

"No, no, the so-called disaster is a bad relationship. Whether it is serious or not depends on whether you can resolve it yourself." Wen Liang patted the folds of his robe, stood up under Ji Duan's suspicious gaze, "Recently we will come to see you often, As for whether you can remember it or not, it’s all up to you.”

Wen Liang swayed lazily and walked out the door. As the door of the ward was closed, Ji Duan kicked off the quilt covering his lap that made him feel hot. He raised his eyebrows at Lin Ranran: "What kind of way is that guy? ?”

"At that time, he was my brother's good friend." Lin Ranran touched his brother's hands in a gentle manner, but her gestures were wrong, and she seemed to be feeling the pulse.

Ji Duan slapped away the girl's cheeky smile who came over, stared at the direction where Wen Liang left, and asked again: "The us he mentioned just now, is there anyone else who came with him?"

Lin Ranran was really confused by this question, her smile was a little stiff, and it was too obvious that her brother stared at him from a close distance so he couldn't tell a lie.

She could only pretend to be stupid, touched her silk-like long hair, and giggled: "What are you talking about, hahaha, did you hear me wrong?"

This was something Xie Jin asked her to do when she was chatting with Xie Jin insomnia in the early hours of the morning. Xie Jin said that if her brother asked, she should not tell him of her existence.

Lin Ranran naturally disagreed at first, she knew what Xie Jin had experienced after parting from her on that train, and the injuries on her body were the best proof.

The man that even her brother let her protect, after dragging that ugly broken body back, just told her not to say anything and let everything take its course?

But Lin Ranran was still persuaded because of Xie Jin's plain sentence "I will wait for him".

She suddenly slapped Ji Duan's uninjured arm hard, and after hearing her brother's "ouch", the girl stepped on her flat leather shoes and walked to the outside reception room.

What is this little girl doing?

Ji Duan, who was beaten for no reason, had a question mark on his face. He didn't understand why Lin Ranran, who was still joking with him just now, suddenly changed his face. The little girl was really inexplicable.

"Brother Xie Jin, Daoist Wen."

Lin Ranran closed the door of the ward behind her, and after ensuring that Ji Duan would not hear, she looked at the two on the sofa in the reception room.

Xie Jin was holding a cup of untouched tea, Wen Liang was sitting beside them, and they were waiting for Lin Ranran to come out.

"Can you change the place?" The taciturn Xie Jin suddenly asked. He put down the cup of cold tea and begged the girl standing there with his eyes, "I'm afraid he will be seen when he comes out."

Yes, Xie Jin is really afraid of seeing the young man with a splitting headache. He has experienced the feeling of being manipulated by the mind, but seeing Ji Duan trapped by forgotten memories is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Okay, you come with me."

Lin Ranran took the car keys from Secretary Liu, and she took the two of them to the underground garage by direct elevator, and then drove to a nearby coffee shop.

From entering the door to serving drinks, there are waiters following the whole process. There is no need to say a word or give a look. Xie Jin and Wen Liang follow behind Lin Ranran. Where have they seen such a battle? It was the princess who drove back to the palace.

However, Lin Ranran did not behave like an ordinary VIP customer. She didn't even say what she wanted to drink, and three drinks were served after a few minutes.

In front of her was a glass of snow-topped raw coconut latte, with cute candy embellishments on the milk cap. Xie Jin's was a cup of vanilla flavored latte. From the complicated latte art on it, it could be seen how solid the barista's skills are.

Only Wen Liang, he looked at the inconspicuous black liquid, leaned over and smelled it, although he could smell the mellow aroma of coffee beans, but the bitterness could not be suppressed by the aroma.

"I said, you both drink sweets, what kind of thing is this for me?" Wen Liang took a sip, and immediately stuck out his tongue, with an expression on the verge of fainting.

"Espresso, I think it fits your temperament well. Taoists are all pure cultivators, so aren't they able to endure hardships?" Lin Ranran's smile is as sweet as the candy on her milk cover. This magical brain circuit Leaving Wen Liang speechless.

Xie Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he saw Wen Liang's face wrinkled by the mask of pain that had escaped the years, and pushed the cup in front of him away.

"Drink my glass, I'll take that one." He gently took the glass of espresso away and took a sip.

The bitterness spread on the tip of the tongue, and the aftertaste was the aroma of coffee beans. Although the taste was indeed a bit too bitter, compared with what he was going through in his heart, this bit of bitterness was nothing.

"Boss." The waiter brought over a glass of warm milk with discerning eyes. Lin Ranran waved him to go down, grabbed the concentrate from Wen Liang's hand, poured the milk in, and then mixed it with a stirring rod.

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it. I actually want you to drink something sweet." Lin Ranran threw another bag of sugar into it, and then returned the diluted coffee to Xie Jin. Drinking something sweet will make you feel better."

"So you want to make me feel bad, just because I made a fool of your brother just now?" Wen Liang smothered the milky liquid, defending himself.

"It's up to you~hehe." The girl ghostly made a face at Wen Liang, she coughed twice to straighten herself up, and looked at Xie Jin very seriously.

"Brother Xie Jin, I have an unformed idea that may help my brother recover his memory."