Drunk years

The ending that is too touching often involves the body.

When Xia Jianxing woke up, he almost thought that his body was not his own!His whole body was sore, his waist, lower back, buttocks, especially somewhere, Xia Jianxing even wanted to call the director of the anorectal department for a moment to consult related cases.

And the "culprit" woke up early and cooked soup, fried vegetables, prepared bath water, and put away essential oils, just waiting for him to wake up and serve.

Qiu Han carried Xia Jianxing to the bathtub, Xia Jianxing protested: "I will go by myself."

"Of course I know you will go, it's just an expression of distress for you."

Xia Jianxing, who was once again defeated by love words, simply closed his eyes and enjoyed the service.

After getting dressed and sitting on the padded chair in front of the dining table, Xia Jianxing glanced at the unopened gift brought up last night, and was about to get up to get it when Qiu Han held him down: "Sit down, rest , I will do as you please.”

Xia Jianxing laughed, "Then guess for yourself, what do I want to do now?"

Qiu Han took the gift from Liu Ziying and Hongfei last night, put it in front of Xia Jianxing, and said, "Do you think I have misunderstood your thoughts?"

"Okay, let's kneel down." Xia Jianxing joked with a smile, joking with him, the discomfort in his body disappeared completely.

While Qiu Han was serving dishes and rice, Xia Jianxing opened the gift box.

It’s in a pink packaging box, it looks like it’s from Ziying, hand cream, and the greeting card is crookedly written: Brother Xing, you have to wash your hands countless times a day as a doctor, this is for you, remember to wipe it, protect your hands hand.Besides, this gift was chosen by the boss, well, if the boss said you like it, you will definitely like it, right?

Another blue and black box, opened, a set of thermal underwear.

The corner of Xia Jianxing's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his forehead. Needless to say, the boss picked him again. The note read: Doctor Xia, thermal underwear, especially thermal pants, must be worn. The boss will check.

Qiu Han brought out a good soup and placed it in front of Xia Jianxing. Seeing him looking dazed at the thermal pants, he said, "Hey, what, if you don't pay attention when you are young, your legs will get cold when you are old."

Xia Jianxing threw the thermal pants into Qiu Han's arms, "Then wear them together, take turns, I wear one three five, you wear two four six, and wash the pants on Sunday."

"Are you sure?" Qiu Han teased, "I wear it, but you can still wear it? Is it loose?"

Xia Jianxing picked up a piece of ribs, stuffed it into Qiu Han's mouth, and ended the topic.

In the few days after his birthday, Xia Jianxing was very busy. It was the end of the year, and he had to prepare various reports, summaries, and year-ends.

On this day, Xia Jianxing, who was so busy that he didn't even dare to drink water, was finally able to catch his breath after two surgeries and took out his mobile phone.

The strange thing is that Qiu Han hasn't sent him a message or left a message for three consecutive days. He missed the call, no, text message, no, Xia Jianxing sent a WeChat message in confusion, at this point, 12:30 noon, Afraid that he was resting, he didn't call.

At 10:30 in the evening, Xia Jianxing was busy with the fourth operation, turned on his mobile phone, and the WeChat chat interface was still stuck on the message he sent at noon, "Boss Qiu, I miss you."

An ominous premonition rose in Xia Jianxing's heart, he confessed to his colleagues, and hurried to Mifeng Bar.

When they arrived, the drinkers who had left the early show had returned home happily. It was too cold, and the cold wind kept blowing into their necks. Bar Street sent away the early drinkers, and the whole street seemed desolate and silent.

The Christmas tree decorations at the entrance of Mifeng have not been removed, and the star decorations are still there. Xia Jianxing just opened the door, and the smell of alcohol and warm heating came to his face. Xia Jianxing saw him standing at the bar in a sweater from a distance After wiping the countertop, Qiu Han secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Xia Jianxing sat on the high stool opposite Qiu Han, and pointed to the bar. Qiu Han raised his eyes, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he just closed his lips and said nothing. , just stopped wiping his hands and stared at Xia Jianxing in a daze.

I don't know if it's Xia Jianxing's illusion, but Xia Jianxing felt like he hadn't seen him for three days, "Boss Qiu, you've lost weight."

Qiu Han took a deep look at him, didn't answer, turned around, lowered his head and confessed to Hongfei, then walked around the bar, walked behind Xia Jianxing, and said, "Let's go."

Xia Jianxing followed Qiu Han, feeling more and more that something was wrong with Qiu Han, he was indifferent, alienated, and deliberately alienated. Xia Jianxing was behind him, seeing his clenched fists trembling slightly, it seemed that he was extremely lonely .

"Boss Qiu," Xia Jianxing stopped on the first step behind Qiu Han at the corner from the second floor to the third floor, held his hand from behind, and looked up slightly, "What happened?"

Qiu Han's lips moved, and he said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, I'm just a little upset."

"Qiu Han," Xia Jianxing seldom called Qiu Han by his first name, and it seemed to be the first time in Qiu Han's impression, "Your state is very wrong, tell me, what happened? ?”

Silence, long silence.

Xia Jianxing waited patiently for Qiu Han to speak.

After a long time, he gently withdrew his hand, "Go up first, go in and sit down and talk."

After entering the door, Xia Jianxing poured two cups of boiling water by himself, put them on the tea table in front of the sofa, and said, "Let's talk now."

"Doctor Xia, let's go."

Xia Jianxing's mind stopped spinning a few seconds after listening to Qiu Han's "Let's break up", and he didn't think about anything. Even the literal meaning of these words, he couldn't make up the meaning in his mind, as if A few garbled codes piled up in my mind, churning into a mess, and it was extremely chaotic.

After the cup of boiling water had completely cooled down to cold water, Xia Jianxing picked up the cup and took a sip. In fact, he didn't want to drink water, but his mouth seemed to be stuck with glue, and he couldn't open it. He needed something to moisten it. .

"It's gone, which means that the star lamp will not belong to me in the future, and the starry night special tune is not exclusive to me. I will return the star ring to you. Is that what it means?"

Xia Jianxing's brows and eyes were tinged with sadness, just after saying this sentence, there was a slight pain in his heart.

Qiu Han's eyes were half closed, staring at the ring on Xia Jianxing's hand, the sadness hidden in his eyes was blocked by the shadow of eyelashes, his throat seemed to be filled with magma, and the word "um" was squeezed out, burning Qiu Han internal organs.

Xia Jianxing sat quietly opposite him, the person in front of him was the same person who gave him warmth and starlight three days ago, his eyes were the same as before, but he couldn't see clearly the emotions in his eyes and the thoughts in his heart.

The curtains were not drawn tightly, and the cold wind blew in, stirring the broken hair on Qiu Han's forehead. Under the faint light, the vision was gradually blurred, accompanied by the slight bumpy coolness, Qiu Han repaired Xia Jian Xingxin, he said : "The ring is not worth a lot of money. If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, throw it away. The star lamp, I throw it away, it takes up space."

Xia Jianxing laughed, from a silent laugh to a low laugh, his shoulders trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes couldn't stop crying.

He turned and rubbed the ring on his finger, the ring was not warm enough to wear it during working hours, and he put it on immediately after washing his hands after get off work, only thinking of showing it to Qiu Han.

Xia Jianxing touched his face, got up, passed Qiu Han, opened the door without looking back, and went downstairs.

Qiu Han heard the sound of the electronic door opening on the second floor, and collapsed under the sofa exhausted.

it hurts.

Heart hurts.

The author says:

It’s just a transitional chapter, hey, it’s not for the sake of the knife (do you feel the author’s desire to survive)

Drunk years