MTL - Paper Plane-Chapter 114

Coming out of the treatment room, the two got into the car, one on the left and the other on the right. Yang Xuan answered the phone, it was from You Xin, who seemed to be asking him to go and get something.

"What are you taking?" Yang Xuan opened the car window to the maximum, his tone didn't sound like he was paying attention, and he said to the phone, "What are you doing mysteriously, are you in a hurry?"

It seemed that something was said over there again, Yang Xuan listened for a while, and said: "He is here, okay, I will go there before you get off work."

When he hung up the phone, Tang Junhe asked curiously, "Brother, where are you going?"

"You Xin wants me to go get things." Yang Xuan started the car and released the handbrake, "I'll go later, and I'll show you the car first."

On a weekday afternoon, the road was finally free of traffic, Yang Xuan rested his bent elbow on the edge of the window, and drove not very fast, looking a bit idle.

The blue sky is like washing, and the heat that is not yet strong spreads from the green leaf tips, which is the most pleasant climate in Yancheng in a year.

Tang Junhe looked at the receding green trees on the side of the street, and thought that they used to be like this in Runcheng. He sat on the back seat of Yang Xuan's bicycle and passed under the dense leaves. When the wind blew, Yang Xuan's white shirt It bulged up and stuck to his cheek, that was the happiest memory of his boyhood. Thinking of this, he couldn't help humming softly like a seventeen-year-old.

At first, he didn't realize that he was humming. It wasn't until Yang Xuan parked the car in front of the 4S store that he realized his behavior.

Yang Xuan turned off the car, and Ruo casually asked, "Why don't you hum?"

Tang Junhe was a little embarrassed, and quietly lowered his head to unfasten his seat belt. He hadn't hummed like this for many years. In the past few years, his mind was full of experimental parameters and results, clinical methods and postoperative recovery, and he never had such an afternoon when his mind was empty.

Seeing that Tang Junhe was silent, Yang Xuan's mouth curled slightly: "What did you just hum?"

Tang Junhe didn't know what he was humming just now, he rarely listened to songs, and never deliberately memorized those melodies, so frankly speaking, he was humming just now. Hearing Yang Xuan's question, his face flushed slightly, but he still pretended to be natural.

Yang Xuan laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair: "It sounds nice, get out of the car."

The tough black Land Rover was parked in the exhibition hall, and the salesperson stood aside. Yang Xuan lowered his head and asked Tang Junhe, "How do you feel?"

"Very good." Tang Junhe said.

"Sit on it and try." Yang Xuan patted his lower back.

Tang Junhe walked in the direction of the co-pilot, Yang Xuan raised his hand to stop him: "Take the driver's seat, do you have a driver's license?"

Seeing this, the salesperson at the side immediately said, "Yes, you can take a test drive."

"No need, brother..." Tang Junhe looked embarrassed, "I have never opened a driver's license since I got it."

Yang Xuan held his wrist and took a few steps forward, stopped and opened the door on the side of the driver's seat, and raised his chin towards him, Tang Junhe could only sit in.

"Would you like to move forward?" Yang Xuan leaned over and touched the adjustment lever under the seat, "Here, adjust it yourself."

Tang Junhe also touched it, Yang Xuan raised his hand to cover the back of his hand, and put it on.

"Brother..." Tang Junhe whispered, "You should try it."

It has been a few years since he got his driver's license, and he is really a little scared, especially because the chassis of this car is still high, and his field of vision is far from when he was learning to drive.

Yang Xuan straightened up and glanced at him, but didn't insist anymore: "Then let me try." After speaking, he supported Tang Junhe's arm, and when he stepped out of the car, he sat in low and turned the seat backwards After a while, the two legs stretched out.

The salesman was a handsome young man, he sat in the back row consciously, and pointed Yang Xuan in the direction of the test drive venue.

Yang Xuan took a test drive and drove smoothly. On the way back, the salesman asked, "Are you brothers? Or..." Halfway through the sentence, he kept silent.

Yang Xuan drove the car without turning his head and said, "Or what?"

The young man said with a guilty conscience: "It's nothing..."

Tang Junhe turned his face at this time and said, "He is my brother."

"Oh... no wonder, it looks a bit like it." The man laughed.

Various procedures for a new car are complicated, and Yang Xuan plans to come and go through them by himself in two days. Seeing that it was almost time, he drove Tang Junhe straight to the police station and called You Xin to come down.

Seeing Yang Xuan get out of the car, Tang Junhe also opened the door and walked out.

You Xin walked over quickly with a thick file bag in his arms, handed it to Yang Xuan and said, "Captain, this is for you, it was transferred along with the materials."

"That's why you called me here?" Yang Xuan took it over and took a look, "I thought it was something important."

"It's very important." You Xin retorted.

"Do you have a paper shredder?"

"Yes there is..."

"Then help me crush all of these." Yang Xuan handed the envelope back to her.

"No more...Captain, even if you don't leave some memories for yourself," You Xin said, and glanced at Tang Junhe, "You should always show Dr. Tang..."

Seeing her mentioning himself, Tang Junhe asked, "What is this?"

You Xin observed Yang Xuan's expression, not sure if he could say it, hesitated again and again, but didn't dare to say it clearly, just said vaguely: "Your brother used to be in the army." Then he looked up at Yang Xuan and said: "Captain, If you want to be really twisted, when you get to work later, come over and twist yourself, this thing will shorten your life, so don't assign me this job."

Yang Xuan laughed: "I'm not dead, so what's my life lost?"

"Anyway, I won't twist." You Xin firmly refused.

"Okay, wait until I come over later, then you can put it away for me first."

"You keep it yourself," You Xin refused, "I'm not safe...how about you ask Dr. Tang to bring you the shredded paper in the unit," You Xin said, looking at Tang Junhe, "the hospital also has shredded paper Machine, is it Dr. Tong?"

Yang Xuan glanced at her and said, "Didn't you just talk about shortening your life?"

"Oh, you two are brothers." You Xin opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, "This rule does not apply to direct or collateral blood relatives within three generations. By the way, captain, are you coming to work soon? Next week?"

Yang Xuan took the envelope, pinched the edge and held it in his hand, and said, "Yes."

"Oh, hurry up, old Xu misses you every day."

"What are you talking about me?"

"Group G has been short of a team leader since the beginning of the year," You Xin lowered his voice, "A few days ago, the acting team leader made another wrong decision, which made Xu very angry..."

"Temporary decision?"

"Yeah, Brother Xu is also very painful to be the acting team leader. He is not suitable for making maneuvering decisions. He expects you to parachute into Team G to rescue him even more than Old Xu."

"Brother Xu?" Yang Xuan recalled and said, "I haven't seen it before, have I?"

"Yes, you haven't seen Group G, but they have seen you, in that report..." You Xin said this, looked at Tang Junhe and smiled, "Is Dr. Tang busy recently?"

"Fortunately," Tang Junhe's mind was on the envelope, and when she heard her mentioning himself, he came back to his senses and said, "The outside of the chest has always been the same." Halfway through the words, the phone rang, and the screen displayed "Mai Ze" , he said "excuse me" and pressed the connect button.

Mai Ze straight to the point: "When will there be a holiday?"

"Are you free?" Tang Junhe asked.

"That's right, the recording of the new album is finished, and we're just waiting for the post-production. Let's take a two-day break first. When will it come out?"

"tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's call your brother? Shuozi, Ding Li, Ying Hui, and a few friends from my band will all be there. How lively are the crowds?"

"Let's see." Tang Junhe said, he hesitated when he heard that Ying Hui would also go.

"Don't, you didn't ask your brother to go because Ying Hui chased your brother, because you were afraid of their embarrassment?"

Tang Junhe froze for a moment: "How do you know..."

"Ding Li told me," Mai Ze lazily said, "It happened so many years ago, he and Ying Hui don't mind, and your brother doesn't seem like someone who would mind, either?"

"Let's see." Tang Junhe said again. He hasn't figured out how to talk about Ying Hui with Yang Xuan.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Junhe was hesitating whether to tell Yang Xuan about it.

"Brother," he just said, the mobile phone in his hand vibrated at this moment, he turned the screen to look, and there was a text message on the mobile phone. Unsaved number.

"Doctor Tang, I'm You Xin. After thinking about it, I still need to tell you that your brother treats you really well. If you want, you can go and see that portfolio."

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he was slow to continue, Yang Xuan turned his head to look at him.

Tang Junhe's eyes fell on the thick file bag on the dashboard: "Brother, what's in that file bag?"

"Some information about being in the army at that time." Yang Xuan said while driving the car.

If it's just data, why shred it with a shredder? And why did You Xin talk about shortening his life? This idea flashed through Tang Junhe's mind. Almost at the same time, he had already made a plan, thinking that he could take the envelope and take a look at it when Yang Xuan was not paying attention. There is always a chance when they live together. . But after he thought about it, he suddenly felt, why did he take it secretly? If he asked Yang Xuan to come and see, would he refuse him? In his memory, Yang Xuan didn't seem to have rejected anything from himself.

"Brother," Tang Junhe said hesitantly, he doesn't often make requests with Yang Xuan, "I want to see that envelope...is that okay?"

Yang Xuan didn't speak at first, and turned with the steering wheel. Tang Junhe called "Brother" again after turning the long curve smoothly.

Only then did Yang Xuan ask, "Why are you suddenly curious about this?"

Tang Junhe thought for a while, and said, "Actually, I'm quite curious about everything about your past." This sentence is true. If there is a video tape recording every bit of Yang Xuan in the past ten years, he will definitely know it for a while. Don't finish reading.

"Go home and watch." Yang Xuan said. He really didn't reject Tang Junhe.

Tang Junhe was a little curious, but also a little happy.

After getting out of the car, Yang Xuan picked up the file bag on the dashboard, opened the door and walked out.

There was a stranger standing in the elevator. Tang Junhe leaned towards Yang Xuan calmly, holding his brother's hand, holding the side of the file bag downwards, trying to pull it out of Yang Xuan's hand.

I thought that Yang Xuan would let go easily, but unexpectedly, he put more strength on his hands.

Tang Junhe could only follow suit, but he couldn't pull the file bag out of his hand no matter what.

He turned his head to look at Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan turned a blind eye and stared at the floor indication screen next to the elevator door.

When the stranger went downstairs and the elevator door closed again, Tang Junhe said, "You said you would show me when you got home."

Yang Xuan tilted his head and smiled, and said casually, "I'll show you if you take it away."

Tang Junhe couldn't match Yang Xuan with one hand, so he used both hands together a little shamelessly. Yang Xuan took the initiative to relax at this time, and raised his arms to wrap around his shoulders.

Tang Junhe held the file bag and looked down at the words on it. There were only two words written in a thick black pen on it in a flying style - "Yang Xuan", and nothing else. He pinched it with his fingers, and the contents inside were slightly larger than banknotes, thick and neat, as if they were bundled together.

Yang Xuan got off the elevator first, walked in front, pressed the code to unlock the door, then held Tang Junhe's shoulder to let him go in first, followed by himself, and closed the door behind his back.

Thirteen jumped out at this time, grabbed Yang Xuan's trouser legs, and the whole cat stood up. It is not afraid of Yang Xuan now, but because Yang Xuan has been spending more time at home recently, and often feeds it, it has become closer than Tang Junhe.

The two changed their slippers at the entrance. Yang Xuan bent down and touched Shisan twice, then took it aside, turned and went to the bathroom, while Tang Junhe walked to the bed with the file bag and sat down.

He found the scissors, opened the sealed portfolio, reached in, and took out the thick stack of envelopes inside.

Yang Xuan came out from the bathroom at this time, Shisan leaned over again, raised his front paws and pressed his slippers, as if to stop him from walking forward, Yang Xuan bent down and picked it up.

Tang Junhe looked up at him: "It's in confinement, you'll spoil it if you do this." Thirteen bit a slipper yesterday, and Tang Junhe punished it not to eat canned cat food.

Yang Xuan walked towards him with the cat in his arms, and stretched out one hand to lift his chin: "Where did you find a cat that looks like you?"

"The exhaust duct downstairs," Tang Junhe looked at Shisan, who was nestled in his arms, "what does it look like?"

"Eyes." Yang Xuan said.

"I don't have such round eyes." Tang Junhe raised his chin and looked at Yang Xuan.

"This angle is the most similar." Yang Xuan smiled and commented.

Tang Junhe was very sensitive to notice that his brother was changing the subject, he blinked his eyes: "Brother, don't you want me to read these envelopes..."

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "A little bit."

Tang Junhe hesitated: "Actually, I don't have to watch it..." If Yang Xuan doesn't want him to watch it.

Yang Xuan bent down and put Thirteen on the ground, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the coffee table, straightened up, and rubbed his hair with the hand holding the cigarette: "Look at it if you want." Then he walked to the window By the side, he flicked on the lighter, lit the cigarette and took a puff.

Tang Junhe faintly felt that these envelopes were related to him, his heart began to beat faster, he carefully opened the envelope, turned the open envelope upside down, a thin piece of paper fell on his lap, folded it Yes, the slightly raised writing can also be seen from the back.

He was inexplicably uneasy, took a deep breath, picked up the piece of paper, unfolded it, and there was only one line written on it:

"All the inheritance under my name will be given to my younger brother Tang Junhe."

The handwriting is strong on the back of the paper, and the inscription is "Yang Xuan". The next line is the date five years ago.

It was a will left by Yang Xuan five years ago.

The word "inheritance" was particularly dazzling. Tang Junhe's hand holding the envelope suddenly began to tremble, and he felt a little difficult to breathe.

He collected himself, pulled out another envelope, opened it, and took out the folded paper inside.

The same line of words is still "All the inheritance under the name is donated to younger brother Tang Junhe", and the inscription is still Yang Xuan, but the date has changed, it is a certain day three years ago.

Tang Junhe's fingertips trembled more and more. He tried his best to restrain his emotions, and took out another envelope. It was still the same line of words, the same signature, different date, six years ago.