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"I need some medicine. I just got ready to take it. I heard the doorbell ring."

"Alright!" I let go. "Have you ever been to the hospital?"

Ling Wei turned around and nodded: "I've been there, no need to go, it's very exhausting. I only felt a little better after I slept, go sit on the sofa first, I'll take my clothes and medicine before coming out to chat with you …"

Sigh, it feels so strange, probably the distance that I just talked about, I didn't get any distance from Ling Wei … Even if they met face to face, there would still be some distance between them. If we had, we would hug each other, we would kiss each other, we would even tear each other's clothes, just for... Love to express how much you miss each other. I don't know how to express it now, and I think she does the same.

So I thought it was strange.

When Ling Wei returned to his room, I took off my luggage from my shoulder and put it away. Then, I put away the newspaper and wandered around the room.

This house is the same as the last time I came here. It's very simple, but very simple and artistic. There are many oil paintings on the four walls. There are people, animals, plants, all kinds of things. And among the characters, there was Ling Wei, a total of two. One of them was the indoor environment, where Ling Wei leaned against the sofa wearing a blue skirt, revealing a mesmerizing smile. The other one was in an outdoor environment which belonged to a school. Because Ling Wei was wearing her graduation uniform, she did not laugh, but instead had an incredibly heavy expression.

However, there was something in common with these two photos. The thing was that Ling Wei was very young at the time, around seventeen or eighteen years old. Being able to see these two paintings was a blessing, I was unable to recognize Ling Wei from a young age, but I could recognize her from the photos. I couldn't walk her path with her, but I could feel her path through the photographs.

It was unknown when Ling Wei walked out, but she stood behind me and asked, "Chen Xi, do you feel that I was extremely foolish when I was young?"

"I don't think so. On the contrary, I think it's very cute." I turned around, hugged her small waist, and kissed her eyes. "Ling Wei, if only I had known you in my childhood, I could have accompanied you, you wouldn't have felt so lonely …"

Ling Wei said, "I'm not lonely."

I heavily nodded my head. "That's right, because we know each other, because I've come …"

"They really do know how to sit next to each other. Are you hungry? Let me take you out for some delicious food! "

"Don't trouble yourself, I'll go myself. I'll buy it and eat with you. "Then, you should have a good rest for the day. Tomorrow at Christmas, when you're well, we can go out and play. How about that?" Seeing Ling Wei nod, I continued, "What do you want to eat?"

Ling Wei thought for a while, then said: "How about you go to the supermarket and buy some rice porridge?"

"Make porridge?" I looked around the house and said gloomily, "This room of yours has a small bar, a room, and a utility room, but it doesn't have a kitchen. How do you make porridge?"

"Will the microwave work?"

"I have to say, you're even more idiot than me in this aspect. Microwave ovens, haha, I'm dying of laughter … I'll think of something myself. Let's go to the supermarket, you stay at home …"

Ling Wei acknowledged: "I'm watching a movie."

I kissed her once, then pulled her to the sofa and sat down. Then I found a thick coat in my duffel bag and put it on and went out.

I know the way, I lived in America for more than two months, and I stayed at Ling Wei's house for five of them. But I slept on the sofa, which was very miserable, and the sofa was very short, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. Actually, there was one other room that I have never entered before. It was locked, and I asked Ling Wei why it was locked. Why can't I sleep in that room? Ling Wei did not answer directly.

The weather in the United States was indeed colder than at home. Although there was no snow, the temperature was clearly much lower. However, for the people over here, it had already become a habit. It didn't affect their enthusiasm at all. They would do whatever they had to do. Even if it was Christmas tomorrow, everything would be the same as usual. In China, the next few days of the holidays would be bustling with activity. There were large numbers of advertisements and promotional products everywhere. Merchants were good at borrowing money for festivals.

I put my hands in the pockets of my coat, combed through the crowd, and headed for the nearest supermarket I knew. Ten minutes walk and I was there! Luckily for me, I found a rice cooker at the supermarket and cooked porridge. I chose the smallest one and bought a bag of rice, pickles and sauces, and a piece of fresh beef.

When I left, I was very unlucky because it was raining...

When I returned to Ling Wei's residence, it was immediately cause for me to feel extremely cold and wet, as though my entire body was on fire.

Ling Wei looked at me in surprise. "Is it raining outside?"

I said, "I started off as soon as I left the supermarket. I'm really unlucky. I won't be talking to you for now. I'm going to take a shower, otherwise I'll catch a cold."

"En, go ahead. I'll help you find some clothes …"

I put my purchases on top of the small bar, turned around, and rushed into the bathroom...

After showering, changing clothes, and taking the medicine Ling Wei gave me, I felt much better. I started to cook porridge for her. Of course, I don't know how to make porridge, so I just called Lin Keke secretly and asked her how to cook using an electric cooker. She must have thought I was sick because it was midnight and she didn't know I was in the States. When I asked about the results, grasped the basics of the technique, and went back to look at Ling Wei who was in the room, I realized that she had actually fallen asleep …

I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her face, drained of color from her illness, and my heart ached. Even more painful was that I wanted to reach out and touch her, but I was afraid to wake her up. I could only sit on the edge of the bed and look at her from a distance. I hate distance more and more. Why should there be distance? Who the heck said that distance is the best?

After sitting there for so long, he had become a bit of a smoker.

Furthermore, I have to see how the porridge is going, so I left Ling Wei's room and returned to the living room.

There was no problem with the congee. I was relieved. I lit a cigarette and continued to look at the paintings. When I reached the door of the room that had been locked for a long time, I casually gave it a push. Unexpectedly … Discover... It wasn't locked.

F * ck, no way!

Do you want to go in?

After hesitating for a few seconds, I gently push open the door. I was a little nervous because I was afraid that I would see something terrifying.

Fortunately, I have nothing to fear.

It was obviously a woman's room. Who ever lived there? I don't know, but I'm sure it's been a long time since anyone has lived here, because apart from the chair by the bed, all the other places are covered in a thick layer of dust, and there's a musty smell coming from the air …

I looked around and suddenly saw an album on the table.

Open, into the eye is a picture of Amy, different periods of time, different ages of people.

This is Amy's room?

Oh my god, I've never heard Ling Wei say this before.

It seems that Ling Wei had been living with Amy since before she returned!

I continued to flip through the photo albums until I found a lot of photos of Ling Wei and Amy. There were both of them in the spring, summer, autumn and winter.

After flipping to the very end, when I finished flipping through the photos and was about to put them back in their original place, I accidentally found a stack of photos. Inside the photo album, there was a small corner showing up. I pulled out the picture and found it was an old one from years ago. It was a little yellow and there were two little girls in it. The older one was Amy, about fourteen years old and the younger one was about ten years old.

"Chen Xi, what are you doing?" Suddenly, Ling Wei's voice sounded from behind me, startling me.

I turned my head and said, "It's nothing. I'm just looking around."

"How did you get in?" There was no hint of anger in her voice, but it was a little incomprehensible and made me feel a lot more at ease.

I said, "The door isn't locked."

"No?"

"This is Amy's room. Has Amy lived with you for a long time?"

"We only lived here for a short period of time. Back then, we often worked overtime, so we worked here."

I took the photo album and pointed to the old photo. "Who's this little girl with Amy?"

Ling Wei looked at it and was obviously very surprised: "Why is there this photo? I've never seen one before. "

I said, "I found it in the mezzanine."

Ling Wei looked at it for a dozen or so seconds, then shook her head and said, "I don't recognize this little girl."

"Does Amy have a sister? or a cousin or something. "

"Probably not. I didn't ask, and neither did she say that she was just like me." Ling Wei sighed, "Let's not talk about this, let's go eat porridge."

I put the album back and left Amy's room with Ling Wei.

When the porridge was almost done, I put the sliced beef in, stirred it for three minutes, and then tried the taste. After scooping up a bowl and placing it in front of Ling Wei, I said, "Ling Wei, this is the first time I'm making porridge, you can take it!"

Ling Wei said: "I already smell the fragrance, it should be alright."

I was cold and wanted to feed her, but she was too embarrassed to eat. She took a bowl from my hands and ate it herself.

When she took a bite, I asked, "How does it taste?"

Ling Wei nodded. "Sure."

"Eat slowly. There are still a few bowls left. By the way, does Amy have a place somewhere else? "

"She had a relative living in the suburbs. She lived there and went to work far away, and then she moved in with me. Why do you ask?" Ling Wei revealed that confused expression, but her gaze told me that she didn't think too much into it, and instead asked subconsciously …

I said, "Can I see it?"

"What do you want to do?"

I thought for a moment and said, "I don't want to do anything, I'm just going to take a look. Give me the address and I'll go by myself."

"You have to ask the people at the company for the address. Tell them to go through the old files before they know. I've never been there. I've only heard about it from Amy."

"Then... You can ask! "

Ling Wei looked at the time and said: "There's no rush, I didn't get off work. I'll help you ask after I finish eating the porridge, but are you sure you want to go?" Ling Wei still had an expression of confusion. In fact, even I don't understand it myself, what am I going to look at? I just thought I should go and see it.

"I'm sure."

Half an hour later, I left the house with my umbrella and an address in my hand.

I stopped a taxi and showed the address to the taxi driver. I didn't say anything as I just sat in the cab and watched the rain fall all over the place. Until the driver told me my destination was here, I looked in the direction he pointed. It was a wooden house, the whole house white and beautiful. In front of him was a large courtyard, and next door, there was a similar wooden house on each side.

I gave the driver the money, told him to wait, and went to ring the doorbell with my umbrella.