Amnesia Guide Of A Mermaid

Now Zhuang Yan's body had nothing but this dress and a scale of fish. He stopped by the wide road, looking at the flashing neon at the end of the road, and the empty fields around him, began to think about whether he would go back to the city Go inside.

Zhuang Yan walked in the direction of the city along the empty road in front of him, waiting for someone to borrow a mobile phone, make a phone call to friends, and let them come to pick him up.

However, Zhuang Yan had good luck. He met a big brother in a small car and was going to the city, willing to piggyback him all the way. Now he is waiting for his wife for a while. It is estimated that it will take more than ten minutes to set off.

A cheer suddenly sounded in the car, and the once familiar bell rang in Zhuang Yan's ear. He sat in the back row of the car, curiously protruding his head, and found that his brother was watching the live broadcast of the boxing match. Boxing champion Wu Lianshui.

Zhuang Yan put his head forward, Wu Lianshui's expression on the boxing platform was fierce, his movements were agile, and his punches were quick, but Wang Yang was not bad. His scores in the first few games were almost the same as Wu Lianshui's.

The elder brother shook his head and sighed, "Wu Lianshui's defeat is okay, but it's still a little worse than Zhuang Yan's back then. If Zhuang Yan, Wang Yang is now estimated to have fallen."

Zhuang Yan, sitting in the back row, heard this and asked, "Master, are you a fan of Zhuang Yan?"

My brother was irritable on the spot, and he cursed in his mouth: "Fart a fan! At that time, he worked hard to fight the fake fist and saved the small vault for more than three years. All this was lost! This made my wife know that he was almost stripped. My skin! What about fans? I met him and did n’t call him a second-level cripple! I ’m angry when he talks about him! Mom ’s angry!

Zhuang Yan: "..."

He quickly took his head back.

After scolding, the eldest brother turned his head to ask Zhuang Yan behind, "Oh brother, what do you call you?"

Zhuang Yan shrank his figure into the darkness and replied: "Zhuangzhuang Zhuang ... Zhang Yan."

"What is it?" Brother didn't hear it at all, but at this time, his wife got in the car and didn't question Zhuang Yan.

The eldest brother was driving and chatting with his wife. Zhuang Yan did n’t intervene while sitting behind. He only looked sideways outside the car window. The desolate fields were gradually replaced by the short houses in the country, and gradually passed through the suburb Silent village, they came to the city.

The night was shrouded in this bustling city, with tall buildings and neon lights, all kinds of cars flowing on the road in all directions, Zhuang Yan was stunned, he reached out and touched the fish scale in his pocket. For more than a month, it was like a dream to him. He couldn't tell whether it was a beautiful dream or a nightmare. He recalled everything that happened on the seabed. If he licked his mouth, it should be regarded as a spring dream.

At the red light, the elder brother who drove back and asked Zhuang Yan: "Where are you, buddy, I will deliver it to you directly."

Zhuang Yan was a little embarrassed and troubled others. He shook his hand and said, "No more trouble, you can just put me down at the front intersection."

"No trouble, no trouble, you don't have to ink, hurry and say, I will have to watch a movie with your sister-in-law when you are delivered."

Zhuang Yan reported the address of the hospital, and immediately followed the sentence: "Thank you."

The eldest brother laughed when he heard it: "Three courtyards, that just happened to be the way."

Twenty minutes later, Big Brother ’s car stopped across the road in the Third Courtyard. Zhuang Yanben wanted to contact Big Brother and waited for him to transfer the car to others, but Big Brother did n’t give it. He could only say a few more words. Thanks, and then pushed the door to get out of the car.

Under the street lamp, Zhuang Yan's face clearly appeared in his brother's sight for the first time. The elder brother blinked and seemed unable to believe his eyes. He raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, then pushed the car door violently and got out of the car. He came to Zhuang Yan and yelled uncertainly: " Zhuang Yan? "

Zhuang Yan smiled embarrassedly and nodded: "Thank you just now."

He also felt a little guilty in his heart. The elder brother had been scolding in the car just now.

"Good boy, it's really you." Brother raised his hand and slapped it on Zhuang Yan's shoulder. Zhuang Yan had already begun to consider whether he would let his elder brother beat him for a while. Gratitude.

"That ..." What Zhuang Yan didn't think of was that he just said that he would make Zhuang Yan a second-class crippled big brother, with a shy smile, like a little girl, twisting and squeezing Yes, it took a while to say to Zhuang Yan: "Sign me a name."

"..."

My elder brother, you are scared to death.

Brother quickly took Zhuang Yan's photo and signature pen from the car and sent it to him. Zhuang Yan Wei did not expect that his brother loved him so deeply.

In the gap between his signatures, the elder brother suddenly asked Zhuang Yan: "Will we still fight?"

Zhuang Yan did not know exactly how much his waist had recovered. After thinking about it, he replied: "Maybe."

Big Brother turned out to be a photo of Zhuang Yan signing a good name, and in an attitude of an elder, educated Zhuang Yan to say: "Don't fight fake punches in the future."

Zhuang Yan smirked and smiled. It was n’t just a fake fist that could all be made clear. There were too many people and things involved, he could only nodded to his elder brother with a smile.

Brother raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice, "You go first."

Zhuang Yan gave a goodbye, waved goodbye to his elder brother and sister-in-law sitting in the car, then crossed the street and walked into the Third People's Hospital of Pinghai City. He looked back when he was about to enter the door. While looking at myself.

Zhuang Yan waved his hand and turned into the hospital. At night, the hospital was much quieter than in the daytime. Several nurses were on duty at the front desk. Zhuang Yan entered the elevator and directly pressed the sixth floor. He only left for half a month. According to the agreement with Wenjia, Grandpa should still recover in the hospital.

Through the bright corridor, Zhuang Yan carefully opened the door of the 612 ward. The old man Zhuang Yan was asleep on the hospital bed. Zhuang Yan was relieved. He was most afraid that the old man Zhuang would have an accident when he was away.

He walked to Grandpa Zhuang's bed and stopped, looking down at the grandpa on the bed, his mouth raised upward. He carefully moved the chair in the corner, and just sitting down, he saw that the eyelid of Grandpa Zhuang on the bed moved. And then opened his eyes and asked, "Who is here?"

Zhuang Yan grabbed Grandpa Zhuang's hand, "Grandpa, it's me."

"Feast feast?" By the faint light in the corridor, Grandpa Zhuang saw the man sitting by his bed. His tears flowed down, and he rolled down the white sheets along the gully face. Going on, a dark trace appeared, and he took Zhuang Yan's hand instead: "Feast, Grandpa finally saw you. Why did you say that you died well? What should you do to let Grandpa do it!"

Tears loomed in Zhuang Yan ’s eyes, and he was a little more sad in the dim environment, but when he heard the words of Grandpa Zhuang, he froze slightly, and then he could n’t help crying: “Grandpa, what are you talking about? You live well Yes, I live well too. "

"Want to lie to Grandpa?" Grandpa Zhuang stared at Zhuang Yan, who couldn't listen to him at all. "Now Grandpa is dead, what else do you have to hide."

"No, Grandpa, live, live." Zhuang Yan grabbed Grandpa Zhuang's hand and placed it on his chest, where his heart was beating vigorously.

Master Zhuang reacted here: "Are you dead?"

Zhuang Yan sighed: "Why am I dead? Didn't I tell you that I was treated abroad?"

Grandpa Zhuang remembered that a few days ago Zhao Wei vowed to say in front of himself that the banquet had gone, and the death certificates were almost coming out, and the few videos they had shown themselves before proved to be recorded before the banquet. , His grandson has been missing for some time. Grandpa Zhuang still doesn't quite believe it: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, am I not good here?"

Zhuang Yan helped Grandpa Zhuang pull the quilt up: "Grandpa, go to sleep."

"I don't sleep." Grandpa Zhuang stared at his eyes, fearing that once he opened his eyes, the grandson would never come back.

"If you don't sleep again, I will leave."

This threat was really easy to use. Grandpa Zhuang glanced at Zhuang Yan and saw that he was about to get up and leave. He quickly closed his eyes, but his hands clasped Zhuang Yan's arm tightly.

After a while, Grandpa Zhuang secretly opened his eyes to see if Zhuang Yan did not leave by the bed, and then closed his eyes again. Zhuang Yan looked at this scene is funny and distressed.

After Grandpa Zhuang fell asleep, Zhuang Yan took his mobile phone to the outside corridor to call himself and Wang Chengzong. When Wang Chengzong heard Zhuang Yan's voice on the phone, the whole person was frightened and suddenly Sitting up from the bed, I almost threw out my mobile phone in my hand. After a while, I cried to Zhuang Yan on the phone: "Brother, what are you missing below? Tell me, I will burn it immediately. You, you do n’t have to scare me, you know I ’m most afraid of these things. "

Zhuang Yan leaned against the wall behind him and asked, "Who told you I was dead."

"Brother, are you dead?"

"Why die?" Zhuang Yan lowered his voice. "It's not that you shouldn't tell the old man that I'm in trouble, just tell him that I should go abroad to treat the injury?"

Wang Chengzong grieved and said: "We said so, but the boy Zhao Wei suddenly went into the hospital one day and cried with the old man to say you were dead, and he just helped you to the funeral last Thursday."

Zhuang Yan didn't know what he should say for a while. It turned out that he didn't return for a while, and even the funeral was over.

Wang Chengzong continued to tell Zhuang Yan about Zhao Wei ’s achievements during this time. He did n’t know how to coax Grandpa Zhuang to recognize him as his son, took all the money that Grandpa Zhuang had on hand, and even once said the legacy after 100 years. Zhao Wei was left with such words.

Zhuang Yan: "..."