wild dog drowning in the moon

Chapter 15
The birthday cake seemed to have shortened the distance between Wen Zheng and Cheng Ye. When she went to look for him again, she didn't feel his avoidance.

"You..." Wen Zheng carefully chose the words, "How are you doing recently?"

Cheng Ye's eyes were calm, staring at her without blinking: "We just met after school yesterday."

It's just a one-night disappearance, this question is very deliberate.

Caught off guard that she was exposed, Wen Zheng felt it was ridiculous, the corners of her mouth trembled, and she coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.

Knowing what she cared about, or because she was curious, Cheng Ye took the initiative to say: "My situation has always been the same, nothing has changed."

Wen Zheng nodded, holding a card in his hand, hesitating whether to give it to him or not.

Her hands were tightly curled up, Cheng Ye saw something inside at a glance, and stared at that place with black eyes, waiting for her to speak.

Anyway, it has been discovered, Wen Zheng didn't hide anymore, took out the card, handed it out carefully, and said in a delicate voice, "This is an uncle doctor I know, he has time at night, you can... look."

Cheng Ye didn't speak, staring at the bronzing-edged business card.

Afraid that he would think too much, Wen Zheng explained further: "In your situation, even if you don't see a psychiatrist, you still have to go to the hospital for an examination. You need to take medicine."

This is a two-pronged approach to treatment.

After a moment of silence, Cheng Ye raised his eyes slowly, with no emotion or temperature in his eyes: "Do you feel that you are meddling?"

He hates that he has given up on himself, and someone comes to give him a little warmth.

I thought that the other party would refuse, but I didn't expect the other party to speak badly.Wen Zheng's throat was dry, her heart was calm, and she didn't lose her composure. Instead, she smiled: "Other people's business is nosy."

Cheng Ye's eyes became colder and colder as he looked at the business card that was a bit eye-catching at the moment.

"Mind my business."

After finishing the words, he casually pushed, walked past Wen Zheng and strode away.

The business card fell on the floor, and Wen Zheng looked at it in a daze. Soon, she knelt down and picked it up.

……

The weather in Beigang is changing rapidly. After most of September, it suddenly started to rain in the afternoon.

"Have you brought an umbrella Wenzheng?" Zhou Qiqi frowned.

Wen Zheng hummed: "The umbrella is always prepared."

She has always planned ahead and never put herself in danger.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and by the time school was over at 05:30, a layer of white mist had already formed on the playground.Zhou Qiqi's parents came to pick her up, Wen Zheng went straight to the fourth floor to find Wen Jing, and met Cheng Ye and Feng Jin in the stairwell on the way.

Cheng Ye ignored her, but Feng Jin took the initiative to greet her: "To find your brother?"

Wen Zheng nodded, and was about to leave, but found that the two of them didn't have an umbrella in their hands.

"Going home in the rain?" she asked.

"What's wrong with the two elders getting caught in the rain." Feng Jinman didn't care.

Without hesitation, Wen Zheng stuffed her umbrella into Feng Jin's hands, "My brother has an umbrella, you two can go."

After saying that, she turned and went upstairs, and quickly disappeared in the stairwell on the third floor and a half.

Looking at the pink umbrella that was forced over, Feng Jin's forehead and temples felt tight, and he pushed Cheng Ye beside him with his elbow, and said with a smile, "It's a bit like King Kong Barbie."

Cheng Ye glanced at it and walked downstairs.

Feng Jin doesn't know what's wrong with him, it's weird today.Quickly catching up, he asked chatteringly.

……

The rain has not stopped. It is eight o'clock in the evening, and the sound of rain is still hovering outside the window.

After drinking and eating, Wen Zheng lay in the room and fiddled with her mobile phone, opening and closing the dialog box with Cheng Ye, repeatedly.It's boring not to contact him, but if she contacts him, she is worried that he will speak coldly to her.

Wen Zheng has never met such a difficult boy.

Until 08:30, she couldn't bear it anymore and started sending him messages.From the polite inquiry at the beginning to the childish threats that gradually lost patience, Wen Zheng sent a total of five messages.

Even after she sent him a message and she called, he still didn't reply.

When it came to this point, Wen Zheng made a voice call to him directly.But she called twice in a row, but the other party never responded.Inexplicably feeling ominous, she contacted Feng Jin and asked him to contact Cheng Ye.

Five minutes later, Feng Jin called her back and said that Cheng Ye could not be reached.

It's normal for him not to answer his phone, but it's not like he wouldn't answer Feng Jin's phone. Wen Zheng's eyelids twitched, and he asked tentatively, "Is something wrong with him?"

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and it was raining heavily outside. The Wen family members had already gone back to their rooms to get ready to rest.The living room on the first floor turned off the lights, and it was very quiet.Wen Zheng, who had changed her clothes to go out, deliberately walked lightly, and sneaked out with an umbrella.

The location of her home is inconvenient to take a taxi, so she made an agreement with Feng Jin in advance to let him take a taxi to pick her up.

When the two of them rushed to the repair shop together, Cheng Ye was lying on the table wet, his body was hot, his hands and joints were bloodstained, and he had already passed out.

Wen Zheng was frightened by his scalding temperature, instead of going out to intercept the taxi, he called an ambulance directly.

The rain kept falling, Cheng Ye was sent to the hospital for cooling and infusion, Wen Zheng and Feng Jin stood talking outside the emergency room.

"My mother saw it when I came out." Feng Jin showed embarrassment in front of Wen Zheng for the first time, saying: "She asked me to go home as soon as possible."

There are many things outsiders don't know, for example, his mother doesn't like his contact with Cheng Ye very much.

Feng Jin wanted to leave, Wen Zheng was also a little bit embarrassed, pursing his lips hesitantly.

"I ran out secretly, and I have to sneak back before dawn." She scratched her head, "Tell me, can he wake up before dawn?"

"You don't have to wait for dawn." Feng Jin looked at the time and helped her plan, "When his fever subsides after the infusion, you can go."

At most two hours, she can leave.

"but……"

Two hours later, it was late at night, Wenzheng's home was far away, and it was not safe for her to go home as a girl.

"Forget it." Feng Jin sat down again, smashed the jar, and said, "Do you want to leave now, or wait for him to finish the transfusion? I'll take you back."

"Need not."

Wen Zheng flatly refused.

One is because he doesn't want to cause trouble for Feng Jin with his mother, and the other is because he doesn't want him to disturb the time when he and Cheng Ye are alone.

"You go home, and when his fever subsides, I'll ask my brother to pick me up."

Wen Chun can drive and will be able to test his driver's license next year.The current situation is special, Wen Zheng can't care about whether he has a certificate or not.If I came out in the middle of the night, I would definitely be scolded by him, but she made a mistake first, so she endured it and passed.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Feng Jin was not at ease.

Wen Zheng sighed, thinking of something, the corners of her mouth curled up: "My brother is very good to me, a good doting sister."

"..."

Feng Jin left.

The weather is bad today, the emergency department of the hospital is very quiet, Wen Zheng came to Cheng Ye's place for infusion.

He had a high fever, and his face, which was not fair at first, was flushed with a severe fever.

She didn't know what happened to him, why he was in the rain, why his hands hurt.Looking at his sickly face, Wen Zheng got up and wet a towel, carefully wiping the wet stains on his face.

It's just that she hasn't wiped it a few times, Cheng Ye's dry and tight lips are slightly parted, and a moan overflows.He frowned, as if caught in painful memories.

Driven by curiosity, Wen Zheng listened to her.

The other party's voice was vague, but she didn't sound like Mandarin. After listening for a long time, she could only recognize a mommy.

It's like dreaming about my mother.

Inexplicably, she felt that Cheng Ye was speaking Cantonese.

After finally getting close to him who was defenseless, she couldn't understand what he said.

(End of this chapter)