Chapter 282

The lifelong flower carried the green wood out of the studio and came to the aisle outside. At this time, the sun just came in from the window and shone on the row of old but clean chairs.

The lifelong flower put down the green wood, carefully let him lie flat on the chair, put a cushion under his head and under his feet, and touched it under his back. After confirming that it was flat and comfortable, he stood up, rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand and pounded his waist with his right hand. He smiled apologetically at Zhao Pengcheng who followed him and said:

"Bask in the sun. People always want to bask in the sun. They may wake up one day!"

Zhao Pengcheng didn't know what to say, so he should say, "yes, maybe he'll wake up one day."

He is inexplicably a little jealous of Aoki. It is impossible to wake up again. He is as good as a dead man. Why do people take care of you so meticulously and look forward to your waking up?

He put himself in a position to think that if they changed their situation, someone would take care of themselves for ten years. Would anyone expect him to wake up?

The answer is: No.

Zhao Pengcheng suddenly felt lonely - another new human emotion infected him.

The sun shines on Aoki's face, reflecting the luster of jade. His dark hair was still as messy as he used to be, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was no dandruff and dirt. I don't know how this woman kept her strange hairstyle clean in such a long time.

"Are you a doctor?" asked lifeflower suddenly.

"How do you know?"

"Guess."

Zhao Pengcheng thought that ten years of prison life had changed almost all the problems he left when he was a doctor, but he didn't expect to be seen by a strange woman as soon as he got out of prison.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm, which was full of calluses and scars left by working in prison. He laughed at himself and said, "I've almost forgotten that I used to be a doctor."

She smiled all her life. It seemed that she had completely relaxed her vigilance towards Zhao Pengcheng. She turned her joints easily and naturally. It can be seen that taking care of such a complete vegetable every day made her very tired, but she showed a satisfied smile on her face. When the sun shines on her face, you can clearly see the deep crow's feet in the corners of her eyes and a few white silk in her short hair.

This is a typical middle-aged woman who is good at housekeeping and taking care of men.

But from her slightly raised eyebrows, straight and delicate nose, slightly tough Cheek Contour and neutral dress, Zhao Pengcheng can still imagine that she must have been a heroic and exquisite girl ten years ago.

"Used to be a bar?" he asked.

"Yes, I used to open a bar. They all called me Ruhua. In fact, that's the name of the bar." the flower seemed to recall something all her life, with a happy look on her face.

"Why... Don't you open it?"

"Look at this street, can it still drive?"

Spend my whole life looking at the window with blurred eyes.

The glass is covered with gray, and the view is not transparent. You can vaguely see the trees in the street and the outline of the house opposite. There was no human figure or dog barking outside the window.

"Soon after he was unconscious, the bar closed. In fact, the street was still very busy at that time."

Zhao Pengcheng heard a little sad and said, "do you want to know why he became like this?"

"No, I just want to know if he can wake up." she looked at Zhao Pengcheng seriously all her life, as if she wanted to find the answer from his face.

Zhao Pengcheng could not bear it. He was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head.

The lifelong flower smiled. Despite the deliberate concealment, Zhao Pengcheng saw a flash of disappointment on her face.

"Can you take care of it for me? I'm going to cook." I spent my whole life gently glancing at the green wood lying on the chair. "In fact, I don't have to take care of anything. He can't move, but someone can always rest assured."

Zhao Pengcheng didn't refuse, nodded and said, "OK."

The lifelong flower looked back and shouted, "Oh, just stay for dinner."

Zhao Pengcheng saw that there was still a chair empty beside Qingmu, so he sat down. He didn't know why he agreed to the woman's request and sat in the narrow aisle by the window like a child who helped strangers look at things.

The green wood next to him lay peacefully. The sun moved from his face to his chest, and bit by bit left his body to the ground, all the way to the opposite wall.

Probably in order to prevent the wall from falling off and splashing dust, many newspapers are pasted on the wall. When the sun moves over, it shines a bright square, like playing a slide. Zhao Pengcheng saw an obituary——

Mr. Xia Wenyuan, a famous entrepreneur and philanthropist in the city, died of illness yesterday

The obituary occupies a whole page. At a glance, we know that Mr. Xia is a big man. Zhao Pengcheng glanced at the date of the newspaper. It was eight years ago.

Next to this newspaper, the eye-catching title of another newspaper - the internal strife of the wolf family and the death of the North American wolf king - was exposed, but I don't know what year and month it was.

The sun moves slowly, like a screen of changing pictures. Although they are all old newspapers and there is no latest news, these contents are rich enough for Zhao Pengcheng, who has just been released from prison, to enjoy——

The cat killing order reappears, and the cat crisis is coming again

The South Pacific earthquake and tsunami engulfed the outer islands of the tubuai islands, leaving thousands homeless

The famous physicist Frederick was killed in an explosion in a laboratory in Sweden

Gun battles occurred in many places, suspected of fighting among intelligence organizations

A large number of animal cats have been reduced, causing widespread flooding in the world and reproducing new plague crises.

……

Zhao Pengcheng unconsciously stood up and followed the footsteps of the sun all the way to the entrance of the stairs. An old yellow cat came out of nowhere, meowing and startling him.

He bent down to touch the cat's head to apologize and comfort the race that had suffered great pain in the past decade. However, as soon as the old cat withdrew, he suddenly arched his back and looked covetously at Zhao Pengcheng.

Zhao Pengcheng stretched out his hand. He didn't know whether to go in or go back. He spent his whole life. He smiled and said, "the cat doesn't like strangers." he shouted to the cat, "soundly, the meal is ready."

The cat twisted its slightly old and fat body and went downstairs.

Lifeflower went to the bench, picked up Qingmu and waved to Zhao Pengcheng: "please help me again. The sun can't shine. It's time to go in."

Zhao Pengcheng helped her carry Qingmu back to the clean room.

"Let's go and have dinner. No one has come to me for dinner for a long time."

When he spent his whole life, he took down the crow specimen. Zhao Pengcheng felt strange, but didn't ask much.

The meal was in a large room downstairs. The decoration and furnishings were still the same as the original bar. The food is placed on one of the tables, and you can smell a fragrance from a distance.

In addition to the table where they ate, there was also a table with two bowls and a plate with a complete sauce elbow. The old yellow cat is lying lazily at the table.