Earlier.

Caroline finally contacted the lawyer Carlo, and went to the hospital with him to visit Nia.

Of course, we arrived by bus.

Carlo's theory is that last week he was in a hurry to deliver a contract to a client, so he parked his car in a non-parking area. Later, the car was towed away by the traffic police, and he has been forced to take rides recently.

Buses and sometimes even motorcycles.

Carlo kept talking in front of Caroline about how unreasonable the traffic police's behavior was, and then went on to talk about how crude the country's justice system was.

What should I say?

Talking... but don't understand? Caroline felt like she saw a little chicken-bellied woman who was bargaining with a butcher in the vegetable market, but failed in the end, just like an aunt who defeated a rooster.

When we got on the bus, it was Carlo who paid for it, but Caroline didn't think this guy had the so-called gentlemanly demeanor at all. He should have paid the bill when he was in the cafe.

How much is a trip worth?

"Oh! Poor Nia! Forgive me for not knowing your situation until now! I should have come earlier!"

Carlo saw Nia lying on the hospital bed. He walked to Nia's side almost without thinking, knelt down in front of the hospital bed, held Nia's dry hand with both hands, pressed it against his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice,

Sentimental and crying, "You used to be so beautiful, why did you become like this? God is so unfair! Oh... you should have let me know earlier, why didn't you let me know?"

Nia seemed to be moved by the man's deep affection, and perhaps recalling the past moments with this man, and her deep-set eye sockets began to become wet.

Caroline once thought that Nia's tears should have dried up after being hospitalized.

But in the end, she was still moved to tears by such a man's almost disgusting words... Could it be that Nia couldn't see at all that Carlo's performance was so hard? She hadn't seen it in a few years, or even more than ten years.

How could a man I’ve seen act like this?

Or is it that the disease has completely swallowed up Nia's shrewdness and reason, making her even more ignorant than any ignorant woman?

Caroline opened her mouth, and even her eyes revealed her disdain for Carlo. She hoped that Nia could see her actions, but Nia's eyes never left Carlo.

Caroline didn't know if Nia wanted to remember this man's face forever at this time. However, she didn't say anything she wanted to remind Nia in the end.

She closed the door and sat alone on a chair outside the ward, leaving Carlo a chance for Nia to show off. God, for the sake of this commission fee, I hope this man can be gentle until the end.

"Why do I care about this kind of thing?"

Caroline suddenly shook her head mockingly.

Feeling a little bored, she looked around the corridor of the inpatient department and found that there were quite a lot of people... They all had relatives who were hospitalized here, right?

Her thoughts were a little messy, so Caroline simply took out her phone and started scrolling through Moments and Twitter to kill time. I wonder what kind of conversation Nia and Carlo were having in the ward?

She sent a message to Livia, but after waiting for a while, Livia didn't reply. She called again, and it turned out that Livia had turned off her phone.

Livia said that she would also leave and live outside for a while. She should have left now, right?

Although this guy was in the sex business in the district, Caroline knew very well that Livia had a boyfriend outside her without telling her, and he seemed to be a college student.

Livia, this fool, even secretly leaves part of the money every month to subsidize this man's tuition and living expenses.

Maybe, she went to her boyfriend's place.

Caroline thought about it and fell asleep.

She sat in a dream.

In the dream, she was an angel, and her wings were not the pure white of angels in the Bible, but gray.

Her wings were folded and wrapped around her body, unable to fly, so her body began to fall from the sky.

But she could never touch the ground, she just kept falling down, seemingly without end.

She couldn't speak, she could only keep her falling posture, her body was like a stone statue, and she felt like a soul imprisoned in the statue.

I don’t know when, another version of herself appeared in front of Caroline.

The face is exactly the same, except that the other person has no wings and is no different from his ordinary self.

She was also falling, at the same speed as herself, and her eyes even always remained at the same horizontal line as herself... She felt like she was looking into a mirror.

The two of them just looked down, their heads falling to the ground, but they were still staring at each other with their eyes open. Caroline was still unable to speak, she had never been so anxious before.

But when the other party moved, the other person moved. There was a slight smile on her face, a strange smile that made Caroline feel a little frightened after just one glance.

The other party moved.

This guy who looked exactly like me moved. As he was falling, the other person stretched out his palm, slowly stretched it towards him, and finally put his palm under his abdomen.

She opened her mouth without making any sound, but her mouth shape was constantly changing, and she was obviously saying something.

"I took it."

"What?"

The earth below was suddenly swallowed up by darkness. The darkness was like ink dripping on a tissue, quickly climbing up into the sky, eventually dyeing the bright sky black.

Caroline felt pain, very painful.

…

The reason for the pain was that the mobile hospital bed being pushed by the doctors and nurses was walking quickly through the narrow corridor, and the wheels at the foot of the hospital bed ran directly over the soles of Caroline's feet... It didn't hurt.

That's weird.

Caroline woke up in pain, glanced at the hospital bed in the distance with hatred, and quickly took off her shoes. There was a red mark on her foot, and she didn't know if she had broken any bones.

Why are you so unlucky today?

Caroline sighed and slowly rubbed her soles. At this moment, the door to the ward in front suddenly opened, and Carol walked out expressionlessly. She frowned when she saw Caroline still sitting here.

head.

"Have you settled the matter? Where is Nia?" Caroline had to ask.

Carlo said calmly: "She finally fell asleep. You'd better not wake her up... By the way, do you have time? I want to talk to you about something."

Caroline's intuition might not be a good thing, but she still endured the pain in her feet, put on her shoes, and followed the man to a relatively quiet place, which was the elevated floor of the hospital's inpatient department, where patients could breathe.

Caroline limped along, and Carlo showed no intention of supporting her.

This old man, who could still vaguely see a trace of his handsome appearance in his youth, took out a crumpled soft-packed cigarette from his suit pocket, picked one and started smoking.

Caroline said impatiently: "If you have anything to do, just tell me quickly. If nothing happens, I have to leave. It's too late."

Night was her working time, so naturally she would just avoid talking if it was too late. She just didn't like staying with this old man, it would remind her of Nia.

It was completely different from when I was in despair. I was filled with a strange spirit, as if I had seen hope.

"You are also a prostitute." Carlo exhaled smoke slowly, "Nia told me some things about you."

Caroline crossed her arms and looked at the other person, frowning and saying, "If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Carlo turned around and leaned against the railing, with his back to the city's night lights, "Nia entrusted me to sell her house, and the remuneration has been negotiated. But she still has one condition."

"I'm not involved in real estate matters." Caroline shook her head...that kind of thing was too troublesome and thankless, and she had no reason to help.

Carlo said with a faint smile at this time: "Are you really not going to participate? Even if the property is sold, you can get 10% of the wealth?"

Caroline was startled.

Carlo explained: "Nia did entrust me, but she also entrusted you as her agent."

After saying that, Carlo sneered, "This woman obviously doesn't trust me."

Thinking of Carlo's behavior in the ward, Caroline sneered and said, "It's weird that I would believe you. It's really disgusting."

"It's just for the sake of money." Carlo shrugged: "If she is willing to give me money, even if she lets me kiss her feet right away. And you, who have always insisted on visiting Nia in the hospital, don't you also

Isn’t it for some purpose?”

Caroline Yaoyao was unwilling to talk too much with this man. Nia was willing to give herself 10% of the proceeds from the sale, which, to be honest, surprised her.

Is this... considered a reward for visiting me these days?

Perhaps, as the old man said, she had expected something from the very beginning because she knew that Nia had no children or relatives.

But later on, that kind of thought became indifferent without realizing it. As for when it disappeared, even Caroline herself couldn't tell.

"Is that all? If nothing happens, I'm leaving." Caroline turned around directly... Maybe she should wait for Nia to wake up and talk to her about this matter.

Nia was a light sleeper and her illness was still tormenting her, so Caroline didn't think she could wait long.

"10% is too little, but what if it becomes 50%?" Carlo's voice came from behind, full of an unprecedented charm.

Caroline looked back subconsciously and saw the old man chewing on the half-smoked cigarette, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, and facing her with a smile that Caroline hated very much.

This smile is like that of the pimp who brought him into the business, introduced himself to his first customer, and completed his first business in his life.

"What did you say?"

Carlo walked towards Caroline, "I think Nia's condition is really bad, don't you think? She can't be saved, and she won't be saved. Why should we waste our wealth on this?

Expensive surgery? And even surgery that may not be effective? Tell me, instead of investing money in the hospital, why not invest it in my pocket and yours?"

Every time Carol said something, Carolyn's breathing couldn't help but become faster.

Carlo suddenly reached out and lifted Caroline's chin, "With this money, your and my lives will become better, right? And all you and I need to do is weave a beautiful lie.
To be continued...