Mindful

Liang Cheng seriously talked about the performance of the car all the way, Qiao Yuanlin was sleepy listening, he turned up the volume, and the daily love song on Twilight Radio was just playing to the end.

Liu Ruoying sang: "It's a pity that you have long gone and disappeared into the sea of ​​people, and finally confessed through tears, some people will never--"

Liang Cheng stretched out his hand to turn it off, and stopped talking. Before the not-so-good memories hit him, he changed the topic: "Are you hungry, let's have dinner together tonight?"

Qiao Yuanlin was in a state of confusion, and said, "No, I'm going home to pack my things."

In the morning, he promised to move into the new home, so he didn’t procrastinate. Before leaving get off work, he replied to the second landlord not to renew the contract, and the other party asked him to vacate the house as soon as possible.

After being sent to the downstairs of the community, Liang Cheng got out of the car together. The sneakers and ties that were thrown around were still in his memory. He said, "Let me help you."

Qiao Yuanlin didn't really need it, but he didn't say anything. He wanted to find an opportunity to talk about participating in the show.

The house is on the fifteenth floor, with one bedroom and one living room, hardcover, because I only rented it for a few months after graduation, and didn't buy many things.Qiao Yuanlin took out two bottles of purified water from the refrigerator, and said, "Sit down."

Liang Chengxuan went around and had to admit that the room was much tidier than he imagined, at least it was clean on the bright side, not even a biscuit wrapping paper could be seen.

There were a few professional books on the coffee table, and seven or eight sheets of A4 paper filled with notes. Qiao Yuanlin put them in a pile, and then went to the balcony to collect the clothes to dry.

The sofa can only accommodate three people, and this large group of clothes lay between them. Qiao Yuanlin picked up one and folded it neatly with both hands.

Liang Cheng silently witnessed that Gao Shuosheng, who was too lazy to help when the oil bottle was upside down, and the toilet was clogged and still thought his skin was dirty, had grown and changed in the years he left, and he is no longer a brat.

Suddenly, Qiao Yuanlin raised his eyes and cast a glance, brisk and embarrassed, exactly the same as when he was young when he was "embarrassed to say something".

Liang Cheng also asked like before, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Yuanlin licked his lower lip. The leader's order cannot be violated. He formally mentioned the program and said, "We are going to do a special interview about medical staff. I would like to invite you to participate."

Liang Chengdao: "Oh, Sun Zhuo mentioned it to me, but I refused."

Qiao Yuanlin said "Yes", he really couldn't persuade him, so let it be, as for Sun Zhuo's reaction, we'll talk about it tomorrow at work.

His back was a little panicked, Liang Cheng moved a little, and said, "Why, your leader sent you out?"

"I'm just asking casually." Qiao Yuanlin said, "I guess you're not interested, and Boss Sun won't listen."

Liang Cheng hit the point straight: "Will you be punished if you fail to complete the task?"

Qiao Yuanlin didn't know either, but said with ease, "It's okay, it won't happen."

The A4 paper was moved by the wind, and Liang Cheng vaguely regarded it as a speech, and ran for the minister with enthusiasm, just to help him get a stable job.Now that he is a newcomer in the workplace, how can he suffer because of him?

"Answer to your leader." Liang Cheng said, "I agree."

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't believe it, but Liang Cheng actually agreed, and it was so light and simple that he didn't know whether to stop or thank him.

And Liang Cheng couldn't take it anymore, he took out a pocket book the size of a palm from behind, "Kiss with You on the Subway", a very straightforward love story.

Qiao Yuanlin read two pages of the one left by the landlord when he couldn't fall asleep, and it's very good for hypnosis.

Liang Cheng opened the pages, Metro Line [-], you and me, with pink lips like chasing petals... The attributive is really fucking long, but he read it carefully and even turned the page.

Think of love as a subway, don't wait at the station, only when you hurry will you have a chance, Liang Chengpin read this sentence, thinking of Ying Xiaoqiong's sarcastic remarks.

Suddenly, he asked casually, "Have you talked about it all these years?"

Qiao Yuanlin was taken aback, this surprised him even more than agreeing to an interview, he was afraid that he might get the wrong idea, and said, "What did you talk about?"

"In love." Liang Chengdao, "Have you met the right person?"

Qiao Yuanlin pursed his lips. His sincerity and dignity were destroyed back then, but now he was looking for these things calmly. He pinched the clothes in his hand and said vigorously, "Yes, we talked about it."

Liang Cheng asked: "Really?"

Qiao Yuanlin said, "I fell in love as soon as you left."

Liang Cheng closed the book, looked at him, and speculated: "That should be He Dexin's classmate?"

"I'm at the same table, Tian Yu." Qiao Yuanlin brushed his hair, "To tell you the truth, you hit me hard. After you left, I was so sad that one of my hairs turned gray."

Liang Cheng: "What happened next?"

"Later, I was pulled out by my deskmate." Qiao Yuanlin said, "He spent a month's pocket money to give me a box of nutrient solution, old mountain ginseng. I decided to just forget about him."

Liang Cheng said, "Then do you like it?"

Qiao Yuanlin let go of her hand abruptly, put the wrinkled clothes between them, and replied, "It doesn't matter who I like, I don't like you anyway."

Heiye and Shen Mo rushed forward without a sound, Liang Cheng looked as usual, and even stretched out his hand to smooth the crease, and when Qiao Yuanlin's breath calmed down, he asked implicitly: "Then why did you break up, because Tian Yu went to Canada? "

"Uh..." Qiao Yuanlin was at a loss for words at first, but then felt strange, "How do you know he went to Canada?"

The cell phone rang untimely. It was a call from the hospital. Liang Cheng answered it. After listening to a few words, he got up from the sofa, walked to the door and hung up the line.

Qiao Yuanlin was used to Qiao Wenyuan being called away by a phone call, so whenever he said, "Drive carefully."

Liang Cheng told him: "Well, go to bed early."

It was pitch black, Liang Cheng opened the door, and looked up at the lights on the fifteenth floor before leaving.

After returning from England, the changes in Pinghai are not earth-shaking, but he is also a lot stranger.He settled down and found He Jie in Women and Children, Ying Xiaoqiong and Lao Si in Jixiang Road, and Zheng Yandong in Medical College.

Only Qiao Yuanlin could not be found.

The cheongsam shop was closed, and the small building was sold through mediation. The new owner didn't know where Wang Ruizhi moved.Dexin's students changed seven or eight classes, Duan Sicun had resigned long ago, and the students in the international class were studying abroad and immigrating.

On the way to work, Liang Cheng went out early and stopped at the gate of Dexin for a while. The school uniform style was changed, but there were still students queuing up to wear ties every day.

All the vigorous faces are not Qiao Yuanlin, not as beautiful as his eyes, not as cute as his lips, not as slow-witted and heartless as he, who swallowed the last bite of bread in front of Feng Ji teacher.

It turned out that waiting for someone at the school gate was like this. Qiao Yuanlin had tasted it in Qishuo, and Liang Cheng finally knew it.

If he can't find it everywhere, he can keep searching and stay here until Qiao Yuanlin returns to his hometown.But if anything unexpected happened to Qiao Yuanlin...he didn't have the guts to think about it.

Galloping back to the hospital, Liang Cheng stomped on the accelerator and slid across a long street. It's fine, resentment, dislike or indifference, whatever, at least Qiao Yuanlin is alive now, visible and tangible.

The romance novel was put back on the shelf.

Qiao Yuanlin dragged out the suitcase from the closet and spread it on the ground. The empty suitcase had an obvious bulge. He opened the interlayer and took out the velvet box hidden inside.

The button was well preserved, and I followed him to Beijing, the Forbidden City in Xiangshan, the front door, the back sea, and Wudaokou.Beijing is really big, with a vast sea of ​​people and a concrete forest, which can drown everything, and he is a wandering person.

He said to himself thousands of times, stop here and don't look for it anymore, but he will still turn back next time he brushes shoulders.

After thousands of failures, he finally stopped and returned to this place where Liang Cheng said "never come back again".

But why, Liang Cheng came back again, does what he said on the platform really count?Was he the only one who was bound for nearly three thousand days and nights?

Qiao Yuanlin lay flat on the bed, her shoulders tucked up, and she fell asleep chaotically under the blanket.

At two o'clock in the morning, Liang Cheng was still in the hospital ward. There was a little girl lying on the bed. She was just three years old, and the little hand pressing the quilt was clubbed due to illness.

Complete ectopic vena cava drainage was originally scheduled for surgery next week, but the situation was not very good, so it was brought forward two days later.The old expert who performed the surgery needs to rest for a while, and will continue the consultation in half an hour.

The parents were full of worries, seeing a doctor was like seeing a Buddha, but it was a pity that Liang Cheng couldn't show a compassionate expression, he had his own surgery agreement to explain, before leaving, he patted the girl's father on the shoulder.

"Doctor Liang..." The other party begged, wanting to ask for a word of reassurance.

Liang Cheng said: "The destiny is unknown, everyone will do their best."

Qiao Yuanlin moved into a new home, He Jie was so exaggerated, and urged Qiao Wenyuan to make a dumpling meal for four people, but Liang Cheng couldn't find time to come over.

There was a bunch left to make fried dumplings the next day, but Liang Cheng was still not free.

Sun Zhuo was very satisfied with the program, and Qiao Yuanlin received a detailed planning plan. This special interview was different from the traditional selection, including private hospital doctors, forensic doctors, plastic surgeons, and veterinarians.

Liang Cheng is the first series to lead the battle. In Sun Zhuo's words, he has top-notch skills, excellent resume, tall and handsome, and is simply the best candidate, as if he is picking a husband.

The reporter team had to do data collection first, and Qiao Yuanlin made Liang Cheng promise to make a contribution, and this matter naturally fell on him again.

The second group was tense, so he asked, "Boss, can I go by myself?"

"I borrowed a helper for you in the first group." Sun Zhuo said, "Aren't you alumni? Xiao Lei offered to help."

Two days later, Qiao Yuanlin went directly to Ruotan Hospital in the morning, with a SLR camera hanging around his neck, taking pictures as he walked.It turns out that there is a convalescent garden on the side of the hospital, and black swans are also raised.

Liang Cheng went to work to pick him up that time, and he hasn't shown up in the past few days. He sent a message last night, telling him to go to the cardiac surgery today.

It was just seven o'clock, Qiao Yuanlin walked around the garden in a leisurely manner, and chatted with the old men and women who were hospitalized. There was an old man who was doing pull-ups, and he really didn't look sick.

The phone vibrated, and Liang Cheng sent to ask: What time do you arrive?

Qiao Yuanlin replied: It has arrived.

Liang Cheng: Where is it?

Edited by Qiao Yuanlin, "Are you here too?", thinking that he was going to work so early, he entered the outpatient building through the side door, and pressed send in front of the elevator.

The elevator that descended to the first floor slowly opened the door. Liang Cheng was wearing a lake-green surgical gown, and his face was thinner and sharper. He was so busy these days that he hardly went home. He slept in the locker room last night.

He almost never smiled, looked up and saw Qiao Yuanlin, he smiled sporadically and said, "Here we are, come in."

The elevator in the hospital was wide enough to accommodate a hospital bed, and it was a bit wasteful to accommodate the two of them, but Qiao Yuanlin felt cramped and wanted to take a step back, but Liang Cheng leaned closer to look at his camera.

"I didn't shoot anything." He muttered, smelling a faint smell of alcohol.

The elevator door was about to close, someone ran over to catch the last second, the door opened again, and the other person walked in with two KFC breakfasts.

Liang Cheng defaulted to being a patient or a family member of a patient. He helped press the elevator and asked, "Which department do you want to go to?"

Lei Junming saw Liang Cheng's photo, laughed, and said politely: "You are Dr. Liang, right? I am a reporter from the TV station."

"We are together." Qiao Yuanlin introduced, "He is my senior brother, Lei Junming."

Liang Cheng scanned the two breakfasts, pondered for another two seconds, and asked, "In your unit, do you call your colleagues senior brothers?"