Spy Doctor Anonymous

Chapter 29

Kiss come and go quickly.Pain fixed.There is blood oozing.

Bai Liyang withdrew her hand, and called her name in surprise, "Fuya."

Lin Fuya slammed the door and strode towards the driver's seat.

The great world is getting smaller and smaller.

Bai Liyang stared at her closely.

Lin Fuya turned the steering wheel with one hand, and said with a smile, "Your skin is white and tender, and it can be broken by blowing bullets, so you should leave a mark. If you don't leave a mark, I will work harder."

After a long time, Bai Liyang regained his composure, leaning his elbows against the window and resting his chin on the back of his hands, and whispered after a while, "This road is not the way back to my dormitory."

"Yeah." Lin Fuya didn't deny it.

"You don't want to break up with me." Bai Liyang said, "Don't delay."

"You didn't delay? Didn't you run to Ward 1805 and kiss me forcibly?" Lin Fuya showed whether she could bear it or couldn't bear it.

Bai Liyang glanced at Lin Fuya foolishly, blushing and couldn't help it, she answered irrelevantly, "You bit me twice. It hurts. You know how to bite."

"Heh." Lin Fuya sneered coldly, a little rogue, "You can bite it back. I have no objection."

Bai Liyang shook her head, "Fuya, please, turn around. I want to go back to my side."

"You are afraid of me."

"I'm not afraid of you."

"Then what you're afraid of is me mentioning that child, aren't you?"

A kind of solitude and solitude is as vast as the sea, and Jingwei is hard to fill.Bai Liyang lowered her head, her iliac bones were torn apart, burning her, and she closed her eyes indiscriminately.

"I want to sleep."

Doing the math, from the night Lu Renyi died until now, Bai Liyang hadn't rested at all, she couldn't stand it anymore.

The forehead was burned to boiling hot early.Bai Liyang didn't want to hold on at this moment.

Lin Fuya can defeat her with just one word.

"Bai Liyang..."

"I want to get a good night's sleep." Bai Liyang said, "Please."

Lin Fuya slowed down the car, adjusted the air conditioner, and acquiesced.

She takes her home.

how to give up

The sky was getting dark, and the cool chill was permeating the air.

A pale building was covered by a nearby tree.

Lin Fuya got out of the car, the sound of shoes was gentle in the deserted.She opened the back seat door, patted the back of Bai Liyang's head softly, and said, "I'm home. Wake up."

Bai Liyang's sleeping face was cute, but she frowned several times inadvertently.Her suffering was so overwhelming that she broke into the house and hit Lin Fuya's heart directly, causing her to become a sickness.

Lin Fuya touched her forehead and wanted to rub her eyebrows, only then did she realize that she was suffering from a high fever.

"Rio. Rio."

In hazy hearing, there is a kind of half-blind hallucination.Bai Liyang slightly opened his eyes.

"It's so uncomfortable." She grabbed Lin Fuya's finger.

"I'm very angry with you." Lin Fuya said, "I'm angry that you don't cherish yourself and spoil yourself. Are you still trying to be brave?"

Bai Liyang didn't hear clearly, and grabbed Lin Fuya's second finger again.She kept murmuring Lin Fuya's name, which was her way of expressing her love.

Lin Fuya wiped her tears calmly, then supported Bai Liyang, carefully protected her head, and then helped her out of the car.With such an approach, Lin Fuya's heart fluttered.

"Fuya, I want that..." Bai Liyang pulled his hand into Lin Fuya's pocket and rummaged around.

Lin Fuya's face sank, "Don't say vague things." However, she half pushed and half let Bai Liyang toss around.

Bai Liyang's waist was tired and her temples were loose, and she harassed Lin Fuya again and again, as if she was being careful and gentle, her coquettish attitude became more and more tender.

Curiosity, incompatibility, and pity are a vortex, and the hearts are intoxicated.Lin Fuya sighed, and asked faintly, "Where are you, Bai Liyang? How hard is it to really understand you and walk into you?" She raised her head, and the street lamp was as warm as orange, coating her long and beautiful hair. Thin gold edging.

The two go hand in hand.The fallen leaves are irregular, and they are taken to the unknown by the light wind, making people dizzy to see them off.

Lin Fuya put her left hand under Bai Liyang's armpit, picked up her leg with her right hand, and hugged it horizontally, screaming inwardly, "You are really heavy." At first, she wobbled under the heavy load, and gradually she was able to walk steadily , Sometimes you can turn your elbows to adjust your posture.Lin Fuya wanted to make a quick decision, so she walked a little faster.

Bai Liyang wrapped his arms around her neck, writhing in a daze.

Lin Fuya walked patiently.The unbuttoned coat was fluttering with the cold air, and the long light green shirt inside showed a waist-tightening effect. The two temperaments of strength and femininity made her inexplicably handsome.Serene concentration occupied her eyes as she was on her way.

Bai Liyang seemed to feel the penetrating breath, so he didn't dare to move.

Lin Fuya went upstairs, took out the key from her trouser pocket and opened the door, put Bai Liyang on the sofa, then poured water, first gave Bai Liyang a drink, and then dealt with the rest.She was too tired.

When she was young, Lin Fuya went to pour a second glass of water and put it on the table, then took off her coat and covered Bai Liyang's body.After settling down, she found a small medicine box.

Bai Liyang fell asleep drowsily, sweating profusely, and frowning.

"Come on, take antipyretics first, and then I'll apply medicine to your shoulder injury." Lin Fuya sat behind Bai Liyang, hugged her, held her hand, and couldn't bear to leave.Her frozen heart was shaken.She is willing to toss on.

There is nothing meaningless in this world.In the face of love, a heartfelt cry is more moving than a great cause.How many times does a person have this opportunity in a lifetime?Lin Fuya thought a lot, she didn't feel hurt for love, hurting her is something else.In her eyes, "losing oneself" is the most astonishing and ridiculous part of human value, which is too vain.Moral sentiment and unrestrained spirit are not just for show, and they don't need to be turned into tasks through external factors such as education, culture, and media.Good or bad doesn't have to be qualitative, there's always a middle ground.Obviously, Bai Liyang's actions are both from the heart and out of necessity.What Lin Fuya didn't understand was that Bai Liyang's savings were not for the blessings and the hardships.Instinctive senses, emotions, organs, limbs... have not been liberated and understood in a timely manner, and excessive suppression hurts others and self.

Lin Fuya still remembers when she was a girl. After reading Beckett's "Waiting for Godot", she was moved by the two people who couldn't wait for Godot in the wasteland. Their lives seemed to be spent in the barrenness, but Lin Fuya was satisfied. Gradually harvested her answer, that is, the so-called meaning of life is the process of finding meaning.She wanted to find this meaning endlessly in Bai Liyang.It doesn't matter whether Bai Liyang is a passer-by or not, regardless of sorrow or joy.

This kind of intention has unconsciously become the norm.

Lin Fuya stroked Bai Liyang's lips back and forth with her fingertips, but she couldn't hear Bai Liyang's "I love you", and "I love you" was even more precious in Lin Fuya's heart.

"Take medicine."

"No..." Bai Liyang struggled in the abyss of the nightmare, the woman with disheveled hair shouted again: Help me, Liyang, save me!Intermittently, smiling and erratic, Bai Liyang wanted to escape, and the strange whispers and monologues surrounded her.

"No, don't, don't come here!"

To make matters worse, the baby suddenly appeared, holding a sharp scalpel in her hand, and stabbing at Bai Liyang so quickly.

Bai Liyang felt his hair stand on end, his limbs were cold, "Teacher, I'm dying, come help me."

She gasped and opened her eyes.Lin Fuya also let go.

Sometimes rain and dew sometimes thunder, how can they let go.

Such as setting charcoal

The person Bai Liyang asked for help in her dream was her teacher Shi Yangqing.To Lin Fuya, this was a disaster for no reason.

They each have a stomach, and the pace is too out of sync.

Lin Fuya didn't want to play the gentle and agreeable husband, she was angry.

"It sounds like you are very dependent on your teacher, with such a rich network of relationships..." Lin Fuya stood up and said, "May I ask, what is your past?"

It took half a minute for Bai Liyang to respond, "Fuya, you are overthinking."

Lin Fuya originally had a bit of extravagant expectation, expecting that the sadness and unpredictability would dissipate between a question and an answer, and it doesn't matter if she can't get the whole truth.

And Bai Liyang didn't give her hope.In fact, this is what she guessed.

Under Lin Fuya's cold eyes, the unaccustomed Bai Liyang, even though he was burdened with countless dangers in his heart, would not reveal the slightest connection.She is like this, it is difficult for others to get involved with her.

Lin Fuya can force her body, but she can't force her heart.

"Fuya." Bai Liyang asked, "What time is it?"

"It's past eight o'clock." Lin Fuya was deeply tormented, she turned her back and said, "Well, you go take a bath first, and I'll cook porridge." She went into the kitchen, and what Ding Cook sawed was the Heart.

Bai Liyang's feet were limp and weak. After taking a bath, he wrung the bath towel with his hands so that the water was dripping, and he was absent-minded from time to time.

Lin Fuya set up the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, and saw the salted duck eggs and pickles brought back from her parents a few months ago, most of which were wiped out by Bai Liyang.It's just that the situation is different now, and the mood is different.She was dazzled.

Bai Liyang came out, sat on the sofa, and picked up a bowl of porridge. She lowered her head and covered her eyes with her bangs.In the past, she loved Lin Fuya's craftsmanship very much, but now she really looks like a wooden man without a clue, the passion is unbearable, suddenly consumed.

Lin Fuya saw her eating porridge mechanically.But he didn't know that Bai Liyang couldn't eat it at all, but he didn't want to waste Lin Fuya's mood, so he reluctantly swallowed it.

"Why don't you look at me?" Lin Fuya asked.

Bai Liyang thought about it, turned around, and replied, "I really want to sleep."

"Didn't get enough sleep in the car?"

"No."

"Okay." Lin Fuya pointed to the guest room and said, "Go to bed early." After speaking, she entered her room.

She didn't eat dinner.

The current conversation between the two is even more emotionally defensive.From this point of view, Shi Yangqing is a blockbuster.

Under the shroud of light, it is real and indistinct.

Bai Liyang Fang