Chapter 38: Lu Ying is sick

The next day, Gao Zhan had the breakfast delivered from the tattoo hall, which was actually a boxed lunch, eight-treasure porridge and a few dumplings, which were very light. Seeing that the tattoo hall was busy again, I thought it was time to go to work. So I went to the Internet cafe in the square to code more than 10,000 words.

Maybe it was because of the little girls treating that night, Gao Zhan subconsciously glanced at other places in the Internet cafe.

In the afternoon, when I was passing by the supermarket, I suddenly thought of Bai Lu asking for her. A smile appeared on her face and entered the supermarket. I picked up a few winged Jieting like a thief. I settled the bill in the salesperson's surprised eyes, and flashed out as if I had escaped.

Next to this supermarket is a pharmacy. Thinking of Bai Lu's house, there was not even a family-owned medicine. Gao Zhan didn't have much of it in his bag, so he walked in, bought some medicine, and then went back to the tattoo shop for a review.

It can be said that this tattoo was very successful. Wang Jin himself once told Gao Zhan that he could do it himself, but he could not tattoo such a realistic and vivid effect, which made Gao Zhan very happy.

After the bill was settled, on the morning of the third day, Gao Zhan embarked on the road back to Baijia Village. Just as he left the tattoo hall, a beautiful woman parked her Hummer behind her. When she saw Gao Zhan, she seemed to have thought of something. She moved her mouth and a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks. In the end, she looked at Gao Zhan’s background with complex eyes.

Isn’t this Li Qian, who was secretly seen by Gao Zhan, who else could it be?

Gao Zhan was already worried, and he really wanted to fly back to Baijia Village immediately. There was almost no stop along the way, and he had already arrived at the entrance of the village in the afternoon.

Seeing the local dogs swaying at the entrance of the village and the dolls playing with mud, Gao Zhan felt a sense of tranquility in his heart. When he saw the ancestral hall from afar, Gao Zhan felt a move in his heart, looking around and no one else on the left and right, his steps were not in control, and he walked towards the ancestral hall.

I went to take a look, just one look. Gao Zhan muttered silently in his heart, finding reasons for himself.

Looking into the ancestral hall from afar, there was no sign of Lu Ying. It was almost time to eat, where was she? I looked outside the room and there was no sign of Lu Ying that she took out the mattresses that she had sunbathed every day because of the ancestral hall.

Gao Zhan couldn't help but speed up his pace, and he was also a little worried.

When I arrived at the ancestral hall, the dilapidated door was wide open. The villagers inside were holding saws and ink buckets, and there were piles of wooden boards around them. The ground was full of saw foam, and they were busy watching the finished products on the ground, but the long table was the one. Several villagers even had nails in their mouths, then took hammers, knocked on the wooden boards one by one, knocked on the window frame, and watched Gao Zhan come in, and greeted them enthusiastically.

Gao Zhan responded and looked around. There was no trace of Lu Ying's bed and the small cabinet beside the wall.

Where did Lu Ying go? Gao Zhan was so excited. Gao Zhan also knew these villagers and pretended to be unintentional: "The school was built so soon? Where did Lu Ying move?"

The villagers who were squinting one eye and stretching the thread on the wooden board with the ink dou in their hand could not hide the excitement in their eyes: "This ancestral hall will become a school the day after tomorrow! My dog ​​left, so I can go to school! You said that Baihuxing moved to the widow's house in the west of the village. I moved there last night, and the village chief Li Mingzhe..."

Gao Zhan heard this and didn't hear clearly what the villagers were saying below. He hurriedly said goodbye: "I have something to do, let's go first, let's talk later..."

The village is not big, and Gao Zhan ran along the stone road, turned along the narrow alley a few times before finding the house where the widow in the village used to live.

Looking at the house that appeared in front of him, Gao Zhan felt a sense of evil fire in his heart.

The house in front of you can't be considered a house!

There was a puddle behind the house, which was wet and muddy, and mosquitoes were ringing. Four thick woods were tugging on the ground, and then a mountain of houses was formed, and the surroundings were nailed with wooden boards, which became the so-called house.

The roof is covered with newly cut thatch, but through the thatch, you can still see that the board that has been corroded by time has exposed holes of all sizes, and the air leaks everywhere. The window lattice made of old newspapers, and the house rattles rattled, and the wind penetrated the window lattice, making a series of wails like ghosts and wolves howlings, which made people feel panic when they heard it, and they couldn't help feeling cold.

Half-closed, unable to see the situation inside, Gao Zhanzao was afraid that Lu Ying would see him crying again, so he didn't want to look at the door directly, and secretly came to the window and peek inside.

When I saw it, my heart was as sad as a knife, and I felt extremely regretful.

Lu Ying, two eyes as charming as spring water, now lost their former glory, dull, and their rosy lips were also cracked, with cuts on them, and their brows were tightly locked, and they were coughing while covering their necks. An unnatural flush appeared on their faces. In the porcelain bowl beside them, a few steamed buns had been cracked, and even Qingshui was only half a bowl.

Lu Ying coughed for a while and struggled to get up. Before his hands could reach the bowl, his body could not hold on and his arms were soft.

"Lu Ying." Gao Zhan felt his nose sour and tried hard not to cry. He took a long breath. Gao Zhan could no longer help but push the door open and broke in.

Lu Ying was suddenly shocked and raised her head in panic, but saw Gao Zhan's pity-filled eyes. Then he quickly lowered his head, sorted out his messy hair, turned his head away, and tears fell down.

Gao Zhan reached out and picked up the bowl, then hugged Lu Ying.

A panic flashed in Lu Ying's eyes. She struggled but didn't break away. Then she turned her head desperately to prevent Gao Zhan from seeing her haggard side: "What are you doing here? Let me go quickly! Otherwise I will call someone!"

Then he started to cough violently, and his body was soaked.

"You shout, drink this bowl of water before you shout." Gao Zhan was tattooed and felt relaxed. Then he touched Lu Ying's forehead, which was as hot as a stove, and then touched Lu Ying's little hand, which was cold.

Lu Ying turned his head away, but ignored Gao Zhan and kept begging in a low voice: "Gao Zhan, please, don't worry about me. I am an ominous person and will bring you bad luck, please."

"I'm tattooed..." Gao Zhan was about to tell me about his tattoo, but Lu Ying turned her face and tears fell like beads of tears: "Gao Zhan, I really don't want you to have something to do, okay if you go back?"

Gao Zhan let go of his hand and comforted Lu Ying with a gentle voice: "Okay, I'll listen to you, but this is the antipyretic medicine I bought. If you take it, otherwise I will stand outside for a day!"

Gao Zhan carefully put the medicine he just bought yesterday and put his hand in a place where Lu Ying could reach it.

A complicated look flashed in Lu Ying's eyes, and she forced herself to support her body. When she put her mouth in her mouth, she raised her neck and swallowed it directly.

"I've taken the medicine, you can leave." Lu Ying looked at Gao Zhan coldly.

Gao Zhan looked at Lu Ying, sighed, and then turned his eyes: "I have a cold too. I haven't taken medicine yet, and I don't have boiled water..."

"You have a cold too? I have an aluminum pot here. Go and cook some water. There are steamed buns and pickles in the closet, so you are also hot."

Gao Zhan nodded, imitating Bai Lu's appearance, and made a fire to cook in the ancestral hall. The place where Lu Ying cooked was in the corner of the wall near the door, and a stove was set up with a few blue bricks, with a pot on it.

Gao Zhan went out to make some stream water, then carried some firewood from outside the house, and started cooking for Lu Ying.

Don’t think that cooking is simple. The wind direction in the mountains changes from time to time. Gao Zhan tinkered there for a long time before igniting the fire. He then boiled the water clumsily, and then heated up a few steamed buns in the closet again.

Looking at the busy Gao Zhan, he was sweating profusely after a while. Even the hair in front of him was burned by fire and curled. A touch of gentleness rose in Lu Ying's eyes. He looked at Gao Zhan in a daze, and then slowly covered his mouth and sobbed silently.

Seeing Gao Zhan turning around, Lu Ying hurriedly wiped the tears passing by with his fingertips.

"It's the first time I learned to cook, don't think it's hard to eat." Gao Zhan poured boiled water into the bowl on Lu Ying's table, and then placed steamed steamed buns and pickles next to Lu Ying: "Eat while it's hot. If you have a cold, drink more boiled water."

"You'd better leave quickly." Lu Ying turned his head and his voice was cold.

Gao Zhan stood for a long time, and Lu Ying saw that he had not left yet, so he became a little anxious: "If you don't leave, I won't eat anymore!"

Gao Zhan hesitated for a long time, looked at the determination in Lu Ying's eyes, sighed helplessly, and walked towards Bai Lu's house with heavy steps.

Lu Ying looked at Gao Zhan's back and disappeared from his sight, twisted the steamed buns on the table, smiled bitterly, then took the steamed buns, ate them in small mouthfuls, and tears flowed down his face.

Bai Lu was stretching her head and standing at her door, looking out, but she saw Gao Zhan walking out of the village. Seeing Gao Zhan's frustrated expression and his drooping head, Bai Lu was shocked. She ran to Gao Zhan with a nervous look on her face: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"No, it's just too tired." Gao Zhan looked up and saw that it was Bai Lu, and then smiled.

"You have been there for so long, and I thought something happened." Bai Lu took the bag from Gao Zhan.

"Let's have dinner. It's the leftover lunch. I don't know when you will be back, so I have to make yours every meal."

Gao Zhan washed his hands, sat on the dining table, took a few mouthfuls, and felt that he had no appetite. After eating the meal that Bai Lu had been ridden by himself, he stood up: "I'm full, go back to the room to see the author of Piaotianwen. Update is a responsibility. I ignited a cigarette and sat in front of my notes for a while. Gao Zhan couldn't calm down his thoughts and entered the state of writing.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row, Gao Zhan felt a sense of emotion when he remembered the way he saw Lu Ying just now.

So, with his true feelings, he followed yesterday's plot and wrote a "Shadow of Riding a Deer" that had not appeared in the game for several consecutive days. The protagonist accidentally received a message from other players that he was sick, had a high fever, and had entered the hospital...

Invisibly, he passed on his longing for Lu Ying to the heroine "The Shadow of Riding a Deer" in the book, and transformed his personal experience and feelings into words and sentences.
Chapter completed!