Chapter 65: Fleeing Home
Jiang Ling looked up at the sky.
Is it you who has gone mad, or is it me?
On the rooftop of the Holy Spirit Hospital,
The night sky was filled with stars, and the wild wind howled.
He stood at the entrance of a hidden passage.
A small, snow-white, and rosy hand reached out from inside.
The soft sleeve slid down, revealing half of an arm as fair as jade.
A faint voice came through, "Pull me up."
It's too late for regrets now..
-Half an hour ago-
The door of the King of the House opened, and Jiang Ling walked out from inside.
Li Yuan and Huo Xiao stepped forward.
Who is Wen Meng going to meet next?
Jiang Ling stood in the doorway, showing no intention of letting the two enter.
"She fell asleep."
Li Yuan Huo Xiao: Fell asleep? In just this short amount of time?
To say I wasn't disappointed would be a lie.
They didn't even have a chance to say a few words to Wen Meng.
But who made them choose to fight instead of talking when they had the best chance to speak?
They brought it all upon themselves.
Jiang Ling maintained his composure: "Let's all go."
After speaking, he left first.
The head nurse has also finished her shift, and soon a professional caregiver will take over.
She was a temporary substitute, but she did an excellent job.
When all the idlers at Wen Meng's door were finally cleared away, there was no one left on that floor.
Originally, the occupancy rate on the top floor was already touching, and at this moment, it happened that only Wen Meng was there.
The hallway surveillance cameras had all shifted from their original positions.
A figure appeared around the corner,
I left, but I was pretending.
Jiang Ling returned to the entrance of the Wang residence and knocked the secret code.
The door opened a crack, and eyes like those of a deer appeared in the gap.
Sneaking out of the hospital, taking the normal route was not an option.
Once you enter the elevator, you will be discovered.
Jiang Ling directly took Wen Meng through a hidden path that most people didn't know about.
Just then, his car was parked here.
Last time I drove here, something came up midway, so I didn't drive back.
He specifically took public transportation today so that he could conveniently drive his car back.
He came out first, with Wen Meng following behind.
There was no response from above.
"This step is too high..."
The owner of the voice was a bit anxious; she wanted to try again, withdrawing her hand in an instant.
She felt a warm, strong hand holding hers.
Then, under the pull of that hand's strength, she felt her body lighten, and she was lifted out of the narrow passage.
Wen Meng wasn't a skeleton, but when Jiang Ling held her, it felt almost like holding a bundle of cotton.
The warm breath fell on her forehead.
Just in an instant.
Jiang Ling put Wen Meng down.
Wen Meng: "Thank you."
Wen Meng looked around.
Jiangling agreed to take her away, but she didn't expect it to be... to the rooftop?
Leave from here?
In the distance, the shimmering lights of neon colors illuminate the bustling cyber metropolis.
The Holy Spirit Hospital is the tallest building within a hundred meters, and the wind is strong on the rooftop.
Wen Meng was wearing a thin hospital gown.
Her school uniform, after being taken off by the nurses, had disappeared to some unknown place.
Wen Meng found her optical computer in the room.
As I was leaving, I saw a large bouquet of golden roses lying by the door.
It seems like Huo Xiao brought it.
The moment he saw Li Yuan holding himself, he threw the bouquet of roses to the ground.
A golden rose? Wen Meng had never seen one before.
She crouched down and touched the rose petals with her hand.
This sensation... something's not right.
Although they were shattered and crumpled into a ball, not a single petal had fallen.
Finally, Wen Meng understood.
Damn rich people.
Damn!
This is a rose made of gold!
Jiangling's car was parked in the rooftop garage.
...
The ground door opened, and a car slowly rose up.
Wen Meng stood beside him.
Electric motorcycle?
Jiang Ling put on his helmet and handed one to Wen Meng.
Are we really going to take this back?
It does look pretty cool, but it's a bit scary.
Wen Meng also put on the helmet.
Jiangling: "Come on up."
Wen Meng obediently sat down.
She hugged her arms, shivering in the wind.
Jiang Ling handed his coat to her.
Now is not the time for politeness; if you catch a cold from the freezing weather, it would be a loss outweighing the gain.
Wen Meng put on Jiang Ling's clothes.
Jiangling: "Hold me tight."
He was ready to set off.
This..
It seemed a bit too intimate.
Wen Meng blushed, "No need, my balance is very steady, it's fine."
Jiangling: "Alright."
No pressure.
Wen Meng: "But, how do we get down now?"
It seemed she didn't see the elevator.
Jiangling looked ahead, "From there."
There? Is there a way? Jump off the building? From here to the first floor?
Wen Meng was dumbfounded.
Without much explanation, the electric motorcycle started up and, three seconds later, shot off the rooftop platform.
Wen Meng was so frightened that she clung tightly to Jiang Ling's waist, not daring to look at the scene before her.
However, the anticipated feeling of weightlessness did not occur.
In my ears was the howling wind; the electric motorcycle was moving very fast.
Wen Meng cautiously opened her eyes. Through the electronic screen in front of her helmet, she could clearly see a transparent flight path outlined in gray appearing in the sky.
These intersecting paths only appeared when she passed by, and slowly faded away once she left.
The electric motorcycle sped along the route, heading towards her apartment.
Wen Meng's heart suddenly felt like a hot spring melting away the ice and snow, surging with waves of warmth.
Almost home!
Even through the helmet, Jiang Ling could still feel Wen Meng leaning against his broad back.
The embrace tightened a little more.
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