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The new profile pictures of Ling Sheng and Ning Lang shocked many people. Many old friends couldn't help but sent WeChat one after another, asking who is the man on the profile picture, and has Ling Sheng's account been hacked?

When he went to work the next day, after changing his clothes and preparing for the ward rounds, Professor Lu suddenly stared at the top of his head for a while, and asked, "Why don't you bring those ears to work?"

Ling Sheng couldn't help laughing: "Have you seen my avatar too? The one at home is still young and plays with him."

Professor Lu raised his eyebrows: "You are not bad, you have only been here for a long time, and you have settled all the major events in your life? Someday you have time to bring me to see."

There was a restrained smile on Ling Sheng's face: "Actually, this is what it should be, but I'm afraid it will disturb you too much, so when I rest on weekends, I will bring him to serve tea to you and your wife. At that time, I'm afraid that you and your wife will Think we are troublesome, especially, the one at home may not be what you expected."

Professor Lu shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted Ling Sheng's shoulder: "I've also heard from your professor that you were in City B, but I don't care about that, as long as it's what you decide, you can bring it to me. Let me see."

Ling Sheng nodded in agreement: "That weekend we must come to bother you."

Professor Lu agreed with a smile, turned around and went out first: "Let's go, let's do the rounds."

Ning Lang, who lived in the inn, didn't know that his doctor showed himself to Professor Lu so easily. After getting up as usual, he took the bear egg out and shook it, and then stayed on the sofa, watching TV boredly .

The days passed day by day, and the New Year's Eve was getting closer. Not only the inn, but the whole ancient town became more deserted. Ning Lang curled up on the sofa with a lazy bear egg lying on his feet. Ever since Ling Sheng became a bear After the other owner of the bear egg, in order to avoid going to work with a whole body of dog hair, it is forbidden to use the bear egg on the sofa and bed.

A boring idol drama was playing on the TV. Ning Lang lost interest after watching it twice. He took out his phone and poked it twice casually, then locked the screen again.In fact, when Ling Sheng was at work, in order to avoid disturbing his work, Ning Lang usually did not take the initiative to contact him.

After falling in love with Ling Sheng, Ning Lang no longer had time to hang out with the former gang of cronies, and even had meals with Luo Yongning occasionally.Now his life with Ling Sheng has stabilized, and during the period when Ling Sheng was working and the inn had no business, he began to feel extremely bored.

As soon as he was free, he couldn't help thinking wildly. He leaned on the sofa and couldn't help thinking of the long conversation between his father and him. In fact, he was also a hardworking and motivated young man back then. Later, he delayed his postgraduate entrance examination because of the death of his grandfather. and because he didn't want to work because of his emotions at the time, he opened this inn under balance, and he had a means of making a living.

But people can't live just to make a living, right?I don't even have a hobby now, and I can't just sit on the sofa watching TV and walking the dog every day after Ling Sheng goes to work?

Ning Lang just fell into deep thought on the sofa, until Ling Sheng came back from get off work, he was still immersed in this kind of thinking.

The two have been together for a long time, and Ning Lang has deeply realized how busy a doctor is on weekdays. Although Ling Sheng has tried his best to ensure that the two of them spend time together, frequent overtime work is unavoidable.More often, after dinner, Ning Lang was bored watching TV while Ling Sheng was sorting out the materials of academic conferences, looking through foreign literature, and even holding a thick tome on medicine.

The time we spend together is getting longer, and we don't need to get bored like we did at the beginning. As long as this person is by our side, and we each do our own things, we will probably feel very warm.

It was the same after dinner that day. After Ning Lang finished washing the dishes, he found Ling Sheng was leaning on the sofa, with a laptop on his lap, and frowning at something with a thick book in his hand.Ning Lang sat down beside him, and found that in his hand was a foreign document he read most often. Ning Lang glanced at it, and then turned his gaze to the computer screen. The one on it was the one Ling Sheng had been busy writing recently. A research paper in English.

Ning Lang looked at it for a while, then suddenly reached out and tapped on the screen, "Is there something wrong with your writing here?"

"Huh?" Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows, looked down, thought for a while, and nodded, "Yes, I made a mistake." He kissed Ning Lang on the forehead, "Such a professional thing Can you understand it too?"

Ning Lang curled his lips: "I don't understand professional things, but I haven't thrown away my professional things." He was silent for a while, then suddenly looked up at Ling Sheng, "Do you sometimes Do you feel that I... am a little lazy and do not want to make progress?"

Ling Sheng glanced at Ning Lang, closed the book in his hand, fastened the notebook, put it aside, and put Ning Lang in his arms, "Why do you suddenly think so?"

"Maybe it's because I'm too busy recently? In fact, my father also talked to me before. He thinks that I'm wasting my time now. In fact, I sometimes think so. It may be okay when there are many people in the inn. When I got down, I would feel extra empty, eating and sleeping day after day, and sometimes I would doubt the value of my life." Ning Lang rested his head on Ling Sheng, and continued: "You Seeing that you have a job, you have patients, and my dad has his factory to work on. Even though Luo Yongning seems to be doing nothing every day, he handles most of his dad's business. I don't have to do something What a great thing, but I just feel that I should do something to make my life more fulfilling, instead of just lying on the sofa every day waiting for you to get off work. Sometimes I see you busy, I can't help but think, you are so good in your professional field, I should work harder, at least, the rest of my life should not focus on you, that would be too much for you. Thanks for your hard work."

Ling Sheng held Ning Lang's hands tightly, and he left a kiss on Ning Lang's face, then looked into his eyes, and said: "Although no matter what you look like, it is enough for me, but I probably think the same as your father, and I also hope that your life will be richer and more fulfilling, and more importantly, you will feel satisfied, so, whatever you want to do, just do it. "

That night, Ning Lang dug out the professional books he had kept at the bottom of the box. Back then, he wanted to take the master's degree in translation, but because of his grandfather's illness and death, he delayed the review period and finally failed the exam. He was in a bad mood and lost the motivation to continue the exam. Those heavy dictionaries and professional books that had been read many times were all stuffed under the bed by him. Today, he finally found them.

Learning a language is something that requires long-term persistence. It doesn’t take too long to simply leave it behind, and it’s not too hard to pick it up again.In fact, Ning Lang may not want to take another exam, but just picking up these familiar books again is enough to enrich his life. After that, he contacted some past teachers and classmates, and took some part-time translation orders , gradually took a new direction.

For Ning Lang's enthusiasm, Ling Sheng is happy to see the results. The two spend more time together, leaning on the sofa, each busy with their own affairs. Ning Lang can even help Ling Sheng check his boring academic papers. Personal feelings have also become more stable and lingering.

On weekends, Ling Sheng took Ning Lang to visit Professor Lu's house as promised. Ning Lang naturally felt a little flustered. After all, Ling Sheng came to Tian'an City to learn from Professor Lu, and Ling Sheng had occasional visits on weekdays. Described, in Ning Lang's heart, Professor Lu is like a worldly expert, and now he wants to come to the door as Ling Sheng's boyfriend, which naturally makes him a little nervous.

However, with the experience of going to Ling Sheng's house, Ning Lang now has more confidence than before. He specially put on a slim gray overcoat. Inside the overcoat is a neat white shirt. A little pattern on the neckline does not look good. As for being so formal, it was in line with Ning Lang's age.

As soon as the door opened and Professor Lu showed up, Ning Lang bowed respectfully, "Hi Professor Lu, I'm Ning Lang, I'm sorry to bother you today."

Professor Lu couldn't help being amused, looked up at Ling Sheng who was smiling beside him, and let the two of them into the room, "Ling Sheng is not so polite to me on weekdays, come in quickly, I just made a pot of tea, come and have a taste."

Professor Lu's wife looked extraordinarily gentle and elegant. She put the washed fruits on the tea table, chatted with the two of them for a while, then turned her head and went into the kitchen, saying that she wanted the two of them to try their handicrafts.

Professor Lu poured the freshly brewed tea into the cups and handed them to the two, "This is the special tea that Lingsheng brought me, and it tastes really good."

Smelling the fresh fragrance of tea, Ning Lang couldn't help thinking that when the two first met, Ling Sheng was drinking tea in the inn yard early in the morning. I just felt that Ling Sheng stretched out his hand suddenly to give him a hand, and said with a smile: "Actually, Ning Lang's handwriting is pretty good."

Ning Lang opened his eyes wide in surprise, only to see that Professor Lu looked at him with a little more appreciation, so he had to say: "I studied with my grandfather for a few years when I was young, but it's a bit rusty when I'm older."

On the spur of the moment, Professor Lu dragged two people into the study room, laid out paper and rubbed ink, and insisted on Ning Lang writing a few strokes. Ning Lang gave Ling Sheng a sneaky look, took the brush soaked in thick ink, and bowed his head. write up.