not a monster

Chapter 117 Write the letter on the leg

It was already five o'clock when the papers were finished, Jiang Nao originally planned to go to the dining hall to eat before going back to the dormitory, but Mirai Miyagi came to find her to go shopping.

It just so happens that Feng Wuli is going to the city too.

There is a big lenticular cloud in the sky. Many people on campus are taking pictures. They have a lot of time and energy to record the beautiful things around them. Seeing everything is a beautiful day.

In fact, the scenery has always been there.

The three of them were wearing blue and white school uniforms, proving that appearance has nothing to do with clothes, and the rate of turning heads is quite high when they walk together.

After leaving the school, two 17-year-old female high school students walked in front, and Feng Wuli took out his mobile phone behind, called an online car-hailing car, and told Master Didi to drop the two of them in the urban area before he went to the hospital.

"Go to the hospital? What's the matter?" Jiang Nao asked in the back seat.

"It's nothing, it's just a relative's child, I'll go over and see, where are you going to get off?"

"I'm going to the cat cafe down Jiangbian Road. I heard there are alpacas there!" Mirai Miyagi even spoke with a bit of a county accent.

It's over when the kid returns home.

Suddenly the driver slammed on the brakes, and the four people in the car leaned forward.

"Hey! What the hell, why did you rush out like this?"

The driver had a bad temper, and the three high school students in the car didn't dare to say anything. The distraught girl in front apologized to the driver. Feng frowned unreasonably, because he had seen that girl before.

The blood demon who was still admiring fish under the Xiangjiang River was related to the girl in front of him.

At this time, the other party looked haggard and kept apologizing to several people in the car.

It was still bright when we boarded the car, but it was dark when we got off the car, the sky was burning red, and the wind was strong at night, making people in front of the hospital messy.

The phone rang.

Jiang Nao: [picture]
Jiang Nao: The cats here are so cute

Jiang Nao: But Xiaoye is still the cutest
Feng Wuli: [Stay] [Stay]
If you shoot cats, you shoot cats. Why do you shoot people in it?

With the mobile phone back, the sky in the hospital is frighteningly red. If a few crows fly in the sky, it will be the beginning of a horror movie.

It's just that on Junsha's side, probably the oldest and evil guy lives in his own house.

The faces of people here are generally gloomy, full of worries and sorrows, and the only ones who smile are children who follow the adults and don't understand anything.

Except for injections.

Crying so loudly.

Walking through the outpatient department, the smell of disinfectant is not pleasant, and the noise here is different from other places.

If it is a vegetable market, a teaching building where classes are over, other places where there are many people are noisy and full of life, but here it seems that everyone is whispering, and there is always a sense of depression.

He looked up, no matter how bright the hospital lights were, he would feel a little cold.

Go outside through the outpatient department, with small green parks on both sides, and a long straight corridor with wisteria flowers leading to the inpatient department.

He met a young girl with a cast and a cane, who walked two steps on crutches, jumped and jumped, and then walked two steps on crutches again.

The air is filled with the smell of sand sculptures.

Why is this guy here?And a broken leg?

Feng passed by with an expressionless face, praying that the environment was dim, and this guy couldn't see himself.

"Hey! Feng Wuli! Why are you here? My brother asked you to come here?"

He sighed and walked over, a sweet girl Jinji stood there alone.

She also straightened her arms and stretched out the two crutches, showing Feng Wuli the true independence of the golden rooster.

"Did your brother finally break your leg?"

Liu Xiaoxiao chuckled: "Hurry up and help me go back, the doctor will tell me to check later, and I can go back to recuperate tonight."

"How did it happen?"

"Did my brother call you here?"

"Really, I'm going to see a relative's child, otherwise I wouldn't know that you've done this...won't Brother Qing really interrupt you?"

Feng Wuli looked at it and found that it was not serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take your two sticks."

He leaned over and picked her up.

Liu Xiaoxiao leaned up, "Oh, don't mention it, a thief was chased on the road a few days ago, I thought I could ignore it, so I rushed up."

"Then your leg was broken?" Feng Wuli frowned.

"Ah, that's not true. I fell halfway through the chase."

"..."

Feng Wuli didn't laugh yet, she laughed out loud, probably feeling a little stupid, but Feng Wuli got used to it, and laughed too.

The two talked and laughed.

"Can this be my fault?" Her tone was innocent.

"Where is Brother Qing, are you here alone?"

"Someone told him to go out. Originally, I was just waiting for the doctor to check me up in the ward. I could go back tonight, but I was almost suffocated in the room, so I came down for a walk."

After entering the elevator, Feng Wuli asked which floor it was, so she stretched it with her left foot, which was not broken yet, and Brother Thumb clicked on the sixth floor, and then there was a burst of music.

Fortunately no one was around.

"The quality is really low."

"No, it's not that I'm low-quality, I'm not qualified."

This kid has been self-aware since he was a child.

"I can still compare my heart to you with my toes."

"Don't disgust me."

Feng Wuli carried her all the way back to the room, let her down and helped her hang her feet up, and was ordered to peel an apple for her.

Feng Wuli said that he would come to see her after seeing the relative's child.

She was paralyzed on the hospital bed, pressing the remote control, "It's so boring, come quickly and accompany me to fight the king."

Maybe this girl is really annoying, but she is indeed the object of fun that Feng Wuli made a lot of laughter in his childhood. Feng Wuli saw a marker pen in the ward, and grinned.

Liu Xiaoxiao instinctively sensed the danger, frowning beautifully, urging him to go see a relative's child.

When Feng Wurea left, she clenched her fists tightly, looking at the two orthographic characters written on her plaster.

If this revenge is not repaid, I swear not to be human!
The big sister and her family in the same ward couldn't help laughing at the fight between the two.

After leaving the room, the depressive atmosphere in the inpatient department was stronger than that in the outpatient department.

He pressed the floor where the neurology department was located, and after entering, it was a little more depressing than Liu Xiaoxiao's.

Occasionally, there are people in hospital gowns, with no emotions on their faces, just passing by the corridor calmly, there are family members squatting on the side talking on the phone, and young people sitting outside with their heads in their arms.

White corridors, white doctors, white walls and beds covered with pillows, the world seems to have faded, and people walk through it. There are never-ending coughing and crying, mixed with the wheels of stretcher carts carrying patients. Noise, the air conditioner is turned on very low, and no one would like to stay here for a second longer to feel oppressed.

Feng Wuli suddenly heard a child's laughter.

He looked down, there was a six-year-old child wearing a hospital gown, his laughter seemed to be the only color here.

Feng Wuli knelt down and asked him, "Little friend, why are you here alone?"

The boy was a little nervous when he saw someone accosting him. He put what he was holding behind him, and his eyes dodged.

"Well, yes, my sister is home, come back later."

Feng Wuli smelled an abnormal spirit in the air, he smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

"Chen Xiaonian."

He still didn't take out the two hands behind him, but he should be that kind of well-behaved child.

"Really? Xiaonian, I'm your sister's friend. Your sister's name is Chen Xiaoyan. Is what brother said right?"

"Big brother knows sister!" The little guy who was a bit cautious at first widened his eyes.

"Well, your sister asked me to come and visit Xiaonian. What is Xiaonian holding behind her?"

Chen Xiaonian faltered and hesitated, not daring to be unreasonable.

"Can you tell my brother? My brother will keep it a secret for Xiaonian."

"Will you keep it a secret for Xiaonian?" He began to waver, twisting his body, he was a cute boy.

Feng Wuli nodded with a smile.

A small hand stretched out. Chen Xiaonian's hand was already red with cold, but he still held a handful of snow tightly.

Feng Wuli looked at the handful of snow in the little guy's hand.

The hospital's central air conditioner was turned on very low, but after all, this was an inpatient department, not a morgue, and even if it was a morgue, the water wouldn't freeze.

Feng Wuli didn't ask how the snow came from, but just looked at Xiaonian's hand, which was almost purple from freezing and didn't want to let go, and smiled: "Xiaonian, your hands are going to freeze off."

Xiaonian just smiled shyly.

"Can I show my brother?"

"This is Xiaonian's friend!"

"Big brother, can you see Xiaonian's friends?"

The little guy twitched again, his eyes seemed unable to think, and turned into two circles, holding the handful of snow in his hand, he didn't know whether to give it or not.

Want to show him?
But this big brother was the only one who didn't deny his friend.

If it was his mother or sister, he would definitely let him throw away the things in his hand.

"Then, big brother, you have to be careful."

Feng Wuli smiled and took it.

Some patients or doctors passing by the ward looked at the big one and the small one strangely, but they didn't care too much.

The footsteps in the corridor come and go, accompanied by the rolling of the stretcher rollers and the clanging of irons in the box.

Naturally, this was no ordinary snow, Feng Wuli felt it, it was a handful of snow on a snowman's body.

It is a monster born in winter.

When people make snowmen, if they accumulate too many people's expectations, they will become monsters.

They will be born with consciousness and have human emotions. If someone builds a snowman in winter and goes out to look at it after a night, he finds that the yard is empty.

It's not a strange thing, it's just that the snowman became a monster and left.

As soon as their consciousness is born, they will go to a cold place. The sun during the day will make them uncomfortable. Before spring comes, they must find a place that can survive the next winter, otherwise it will gradually melt as the winter passes.

But, how could there be a snowman in this summer?
He returned the handful of snow to Xiaonian, and Xiaonian coughed for a while after taking it, looking very uncomfortable, but still holding on to the handful of snow tightly.

Feng Wuli supported the little guy. After coughing, he looked up at Feng Wuli, and asked weakly, "Big brother, can you please take me to find my friend?"

(End of this chapter)