Kidnap a superstar for a romance

Chapter 659 If Line Predecessor War 8

Their breakup was actually very hasty, and their reunion now seems like an accident, as if it happened at an unexpected time.

Everything happened too fast for Xu Yisong, and it was the same for Quan Zhilong. Everything he did now was out of instinct and unwillingness to miss out, but he also knew that their separation proved that there must be something wrong between them.

When they first broke up, he didn't want to accept it, nor did he want to think about it, but the three years that followed were enough for him to calm down and think clearly about the problems between them.

Problems that you never noticed when you were together.

From the emotional breakdown at the breakup, unable to understand, to the determination to forget, and finally calming down and really wanting to understand everything. Quan Zhilong thought that after this stage he could really let go, just like every time before. But the final result was that when he found that he clearly understood the problems between them, the first reaction in his mind was regret that he understood it too late.

They had been separated for a long time at that time, so long that he had completely lost contact with her.

This conclusion once plunged Quan Zhilong into an inescapable depression. He wanted to go find her impulsively countless times in the quiet night, but reason would hold him back at dawn.

Because the period of complete loss of contact has been infinitely prolonged, he is not sure whether she has let it go during this not-so-short period of time, or whether there is someone new around her.

In this constant emotional tug of war, they kept hesitating until they met again.

He originally wanted to pretend to be more calm, but the moment he really saw the other person, he realized that he couldn't do it at all, not even pretending.

Ever since she appeared, his every look, every breath, and every heartbeat were once again unconsciously drawn to her.

Fortunately, I am not the only one who feels flustered and out of control.

Fortunately, she, like him, had never forgotten each other, which gave him the courage to stand in front of her again. Fortunately, she had changed a lot when they met again, but she still indulged him, indulged his willfulness and greed.

Holding this renewed promise, Quan Zhilong quietly waited for their ending.

On the other hand, Xu Yisong, who promised to give an answer quickly, did not have the same clear goal as Quan Zhilong. All this was a little beyond her pre-set scope.

At first, she just wanted to go back to where he was, and wanted to desensitize herself by re-entering a familiar environment. There was also a meeting in the plan, but she miscalculated the time and place of their meeting, and also miscalculated Quan Zhilong's attitude.

She thought that with his personality, he should have let it go long ago, and maybe started a new life. But he didn't, and he even seemed to be unable to let it go even more than she was.

After three years of not seeing each other, they have both changed a lot. The difference is that Xu Yisong has become timid, while Quan Zhilong has become more mature and brave.

He knew what he wanted better than she did and was more forthright about it.

It was precisely because of this frankness that Xu Yisong was forced to change his decisions step by step.

"Yi Song, did you buy those herbs on the balcony?" Today was a nice day, sunny and bright. Grandma was on a rare vacation at home, and she accidentally noticed a few small bamboo drying trays on the balcony, with some fresh flowers and herbs drying inside.

She glanced at it for a few seconds and it seemed to be used to help her sleep.

Xu Yisong came out after hearing the voice, holding some lilies that he had just processed and was about to dry. "Well, I plan to make a few sachets. Didn't grandpa say that he had insomnia a few days ago? Since I want to make them, I'll make more. Then I can give some to grandpa, grandma, and uncle."

Ms. Luo didn't doubt him and smiled as she helped her. "Don't hospitals have these? And your grandpa is just addicted to watching TV recently. I don't know why he likes watching these things at his age."

"My grandfather also liked to watch movies when he was young." But there were more movies at that time. Although Ms. Luo always complains, she is still willing to accompany her husband to watch movies, even though she can only catch the midnight show because of work.

Xu Yisong envied the relationship between his grandparents.

The two grew up together. Although they were married because of their family, there was real love between them.

What Xu Yisong envied was not only the love between them, but more the way they got along with each other. Even after decades, they would still put each other in the most important position just like when they were young.

Honestly speaking, she couldn't do it. If she had done it, she and Quan Zhilong wouldn't have broken up. But it's not anyone's fault. After all, love like grandparents' is hard to come by. The chance of encountering such love is much harder than buying a lottery ticket.

It is already early summer, and the temperature of the sun is gradually becoming scorching, but compared to the heat of midsummer, the sun at this time is still comfortable and pleasant.

The scent of medicinal herbs and freshly dried flowers permeated the air under the warm light, spreading to areas not exposed to the sun.

Among all the beautiful scents, there is a faint sweet but fresh and non-cloying scent. It is very light and yet not easy to be ignored.

Ms. Luo was very familiar with this fragrance. Her eyes stopped on the drying tray on the edge. Then she reached out and picked up a white flower from it and smelled it. The fresh breath instantly slipped into her nostrils, and the comfortable mood was also brought into her body.

She smiled gently, put the dried flowers back and said, "White Azalea, you used to like this scent the most, but it should be past its blooming season now, right? Where did you find the fresh flowers?"

"I asked my grandma for it." Xu Yisong's grandma now lives in Yunnan, where the thing that is most in abundance is flowers.

The blooming period of osmanthus flowers is very short and they are not suitable for transportation. These flowers were picked by grandma and saved for Xu Yisong. She would save them almost every year just because Xu Yisong liked them. But later Xu Yisong suddenly stopped liking them, but grandma still kept this habit.

If it weren't for this, Xu Yisong wouldn't be able to find such fresh osmanthus flowers now.

Ms. Luo pinned the flower in her hand to Xu Yisong's ear and said softly, with admiration in her eyes, "This smell is very suitable for our Yisong."

This kind of flower is always planted on the wall, and the breeze blows, and the fragrance of the flower spreads ten miles away. The smell is very special, especially after being blown away by the wind, it is light and refreshing, and it always brings good mood to people who pass by it.

It’s not a famous flower, but Ms. Luo thinks that the scent is the most suitable for Xu Yisong.

Like a river hidden in the wind, it flows past people with tenderness and vitality, healing the invisible wounds of their souls bit by bit.

It is both a flower and a person.

Their Yisong is just like this flower, blowing like the wind, mending countless souls. But sometimes she also hopes that this flower can play its role, protecting this child who walks in the same frequency as it, wandering in the pain of others.

"Yi Song, be happy, not for anyone else."

Ms. Luo gently touched Xu Yisong's head, just like she always did when she comforted her when she was a child.

"Grandma..." Xu Yisong curled the corners of his lips, wanting to say that he was fine. But when he opened his mouth, the sound silently dissipated in his throat, and no sound came out.

Ms. Luo held Xu Yisong's cheek, gently wiped away the tears on her cheek, and said softly: "It's okay, I know, our Yisong has done a good job."

Only then did Xu Yisong realize that tears had already flowed out of his eyes without any warning.

You can’t study medicine without a little idealistic dream. Doctors are a combination of contradictions from beginning to end, and it is a profession that requires the restraint of an absolute sense of responsibility and justice.

But at the same time, doctors are most afraid of kindness and empathy, because this is a profession that comes into contact with the most separations of life and death.

They need to keep a calm mind when treating patients. Exposing emotions too much will not only affect themselves but also the patients, their families, and even other bystanders.

So some people always say that doctors are the profession closest to God. God loves the world, is neither sad nor happy about life and death, and never shows mercy to a single person.

But being close to God is not God after all, and doctors are just human beings, they also have a warm, red, beating heart. So how can they really be indifferent when facing life and death?

Compared with other subjects, some people may think that Xu Yisong's major has kept her away from the gloom of death to a certain extent. But this is not the case. When facing physical illness, it is foreseeable that it will become irreversible. Survival is often a miracle, and leaving the world with regret is the norm. This is foreseeable.

But psychological problems are different. Many of Xu Yisong’s patients die suddenly.

She could not accompany her patients on the operating table or in the hospital bed to the end of their lives like many doctors. The separation of life and death she encountered was unforeseeable.

The feeling of being together suddenly, without any preparation, and sometimes even full of hope, but ending up seeing each other again as a farewell forever is often more unbearable.

Doctors cannot empathize too much with patients, but psychologists need to enter the patient's world through empathy.

Separation from life and death is an unsolvable and compulsory course that doctors need to practice throughout their lives.

Xu Yisong's keen perception of other people's emotions is her gift, but it is also a shackle that binds her. From the day she decided to become a doctor until now, Xu Yisong has only understood one thing.

That is, the only people she can save are those who are willing to be saved by her.