Mindful

Lin Chengbi has been wearing shoulder-length short hair all these years, and her dressing style is clean and simple. It seems that she hasn't changed much. Only when she looked closely did she notice some irreversible fine lines on her face.

Facing Qiao Yuanlin's sudden appearance, she was a little dazed, and the men and children beside her also stopped joking.In an instant, the happy atmosphere just now disappeared, leaving only the embarrassment of being disturbed.

Qiao Yuanlin's body was slightly stiff, and his fingers rubbed against the hem of his trousers and pinched at the joints, making a "click".

Lin Chengbi regained consciousness, let go of the little boy's hand, and asked in surprise, "Yuan Lin?"

The little boy chased and grabbed Chong'er, his tone full of protest and coquettishness: "Mom, hold me."

Qiao Yuanlin kept silent, waiting, he wanted to know if Lin Chengbi would introduce himself, and if a child asked who he was, how would Lin Chengbi answer.

The man probably guessed his identity, and took the child's other hand. Lin Chengbi gave him a wink and said, "Take Kangkang over there for a walk first, and I'll say a few words."

Qiao Yuanlin felt that he was really naive. He forgot that Lin Chengbi had always done things properly and could always avoid embarrassing situations. The most blushing time was the quarrel with Qiao Wenyuan before the divorce.

He looked at the little boy's jumping back and asked, "His name is Kangkang, does it mean healthy?"

"Well, nickname." Lin Chengbi stepped closer and touched his shoulder, "Yuan Lin, why are you here?"

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Work."

Lin Chengbi nodded: "I read the latest news about Octopus, and it has your name. Are you responsible for it?"

Qiao Yuanlin childishly expected that he was already a professional reporter, and that kid was just a kid who asked for ice cream.In this regard, Lin Chengbi will be more satisfied with him, will he like him more?

"I transferred it a while ago." He did not hesitate to boast, "The editor-in-chief thinks highly of me, and I am also in charge of today's program."

Lin Chengbi said: "Octopus has long since declined in the station, and it is more promising to return to the interview department. Son, don't muddle along, find your way out while you are young, and don't waste time in useless places."

The flame in Qiao Yuanlin's heart was extinguished suddenly, like taking back a test paper with perfect marks but being told that the questions were meaningless, his efforts were all in vain.

"No, I'm pretty good at Octopus." He said, "I can go to the playground during the holidays. I always wanted to come when I was a child, but I'm not as lucky as other children."

Lin Chengbi could hear his emotions, and raised her hand to stroke his face. In the distance, the little boy was looking at them and shouted "Mom".

The hand on the face dropped, Qiao Yuanlin fought for the attention that should belong to him, and said, "Mom, I was hospitalized earlier."

"What's the matter, is it serious?" Lin Chengbi said dissatisfiedly, "What is your father doing? I heard that he remarried, so he can't take care of you?"

Then you have a younger brother, so you can't care about me?Qiao Yuanlin couldn't speak after all, and asked, "How is grandma, I miss her very much."

Lin Chengbi looked like he was having a headache: "Grandma always talks about you and wants to go back to Pinghai, but I don't feel relieved when she gets old."

Work and family members fell silent after a few words of pleasantries. The estranged mother and son couldn't find a word to talk about for a while.Colleagues in the group are waiting, as are men and children.

I don't know when the next meeting will be, Qiao Yuanlin thought that he would hope that Lin Chengbi could give him a hug, but at the moment, he didn't have a strong desire, maybe it really faded, during the three thousand days and nights of absence from each other.

He said "goodbye" monotonously, and left to work without looking back.

But he couldn't help but fantasize about what Lin Chengbi was doing during the breaks between busy shooting, when he lowered his head and raised his eyes, after communicating with other people... He fantasized about what Lin Chengbi was doing, riding the Ferris wheel with the children, buying dolls, or Take a group photo together to commemorate the National Day?

The filming continued until dark. In the evening, there are beach markets along the coastline, and there are float tours on the B&B Street.Qiao Yuanlin changed his phone to take some photos and posted them in Moments.

It is estimated that the workload of one and a half days, everyone saves the time for eating and resting to get it done in advance. Except for the photography team who will shoot the sunrise shot tomorrow morning, everyone else will finish work one after another.

After finishing their work, everyone discussed going to barbecue. Qiao Yuanlin was tired, so he found an excuse and placed the order.

He was sitting on the square by the sea blowing the wind, and a little starlight floated on the dark sea.Due to the large number of tourists during the holidays, the ferry center is open until the early morning, and the last boat arrives.

Turning on the phone, there were a few more comments on that circle of friends.

Ying Xiaoqiong: Ridge Island?

Fourth child: It's over, the memory of me jumping out of the window to catch you has been consolidated.

Qiao Yuanlin didn't find any news about Liang Cheng, who seemed to be on duty today.He picked up his cell phone, and zipped his coat to the top, watching the ferry gradually approaching the pier.

In the research room on the tenth floor of Ruotan, the lights were dark, the curtain was hanging down, and the picture was blood red. Several surgeons gathered together to watch a movie, watching this month's operation recording video.

A slogan hangs on the wall: The constant practice of amateurs is to be correct, and the continuous practice of experts is to avoid mistakes.

Liang Cheng wore a white coat, a pair of black and silver thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a fountain pen twirled between his five fingers.While watching the video, he was thinking about the operation scheduled for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.

Aneurysm of the aortic arch, displaced by aneurysmal dilation.The preoperative assessment was almost completed, including coronary angiography, thin-slice CT angiography of the thoracoabdominal and pelvic cavity, and transthoracic echocardiography... He went through it in his mind and recalled whether the research report on peripheral blood vessels had been backed up.

After watching it, it was already two in the morning, Liang Cheng took the elevator back to the Department of Cardiac Surgery, and bought a cup of black coffee from the self-service machine.

During the two years in the second prison in the west of the city, an older brother named Long graduated from elementary school and bought a copy of "Huangdi Neijing" at a street stall. Since then, he has been addicted to traditional Chinese medicine.However, the level of knowledge is too limited, ignorant and fearless, and he poisoned his little nephew with drugs indiscriminately.

That Big Brother Long once said: "Coffee is more harmful than tobacco. Sooner or later, drinking it will turn your lungs black."

At that time, Ying Xiaoqiong answered: "Fuck you, why didn't you say you dyed your bladder black?"

Then Liang Cheng was forced to fight the first fight because he couldn't hold back a sneer.He thought of this for no reason, took a sip of bitterness, and turned into the corridor.

If he hadn't been refreshed by the coffee, he would have thought he was hallucinating - Qiao Yuanlin sat on the bench by the wall with his backpack in his arms.

Liang Cheng remembered that the other party said that he would go to Linghai for two days, did he come back overnight?He walked over, knelt down in front of Qiao Yuanlin's knee, and asked, "When did you come here?"

Qiao Yuanlin seemed to be distracted, his pupils focused slowly, took out a pack of dried fish from his bag, and said, "I brought you a special product, the original one."

Liang Cheng asked again: "What happened?"

Qiao Yuanlin complained: "The price has increased a lot."

Seeing Liang Cheng's expression was wrong, Raqiao Yuanlin got up and brought him to the office.There was no one else, the door was closed, and Qiao Yuanlin immediately looked at him, like some kind of hint.

Liang Cheng was afraid of getting it wrong, so he said, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yuanlin said: "The wind on the ferry is very strong, it makes me cold."

Liang Cheng heard that he was wronged, but he felt that Qiao Yuanlin was not wronged because of the wind. He stepped forward and grabbed those shoulders, pressed them to his chest, and said, "If you want me to hug you, you don't have to beat around the bush."

In an instant, Qiao Yuanlin's dignity of insisting on a day was on the verge of collapse.The frustration in Lin Chengbi's place spread infinitely. He was afraid that his colleagues would find out, he was afraid of being lost, and he was afraid of east and west. He even wanted to borrow a bag of dried fish to find a reason for defecting at this time.

He grabbed Liang Cheng's white coat, smelled the smell of Liang Cheng's body, he was safe, and gave up, saying: "Today I met my mother."

Liang Cheng listened quietly.

Qiao Yuanlin's voice trembled, and she had no choice but to put a chapter on this mother-child relationship: "She doesn't need to love me anymore."

From cutting custody to another child who doesn't know his existence now, Lin Chengbi seems to be the mother of "Kangkang".But for him, it is an identity so indifferent that even touching it is stingy.

Qiao Yuanlin didn't shed tears, but felt that a place in his heart had been crumbling for many years, and was finally dug away. It was hollow and sunken, and the cold wind that disturbed his breathing was exposed.

He buried his head in Liang Cheng's neck, trying to block it, and begged: "Doctor, please help me."

A trace of pity flashed across Liang Cheng's calm face, he hadn't thought of Lin Chengbi for a long time, his impression was numb, and Qiao Yuanlin's words aroused his consciousness.

He is not good at coaxing or comforting. After thinking about it for a while, he intends to use bad enough of his own experience to make comparisons and comfort one or two.

At this time, Qiao Yuanlin raised his head first, his eyes were slightly red, and he said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

Liang Cheng: "Huh?"

"I shouldn't have told you this." Qiao Yuanlin regretted it. Confiding to someone who was abandoned by their parents is another kind of cruelty.

Liang Cheng asked: "Then next time you will be sad again, do you want to tell me?"

Qiao Yuanlin shook his head: "No."

Liang Cheng remembered that eight years ago, Qiao Yuanlin called Lin Chengbi on the rooftop, and after the call, he turned his back and silently calmed down.He turned off the light and turned Qiao Yuanlin 180 degrees.

"Then you digest it yourself."

Qiao Yuanlin looked into the darkness: "Do you want to go?"

Liang Cheng stepped forward, striding up and down and a section of the railing, hugged Qiao Yuanlin from behind, and said, "You can feel sad all by yourself, but if you want me to accompany you, just follow the doctor's advice, and the time limit is 10 minutes."

After a while, Qiao Yuanlin pressed the back of his hand: "Dr. Liang, you underestimated your medical skills, you will be fine in 7 minutes."

It was almost midnight, and there was a small sofa in the inner lounge. Qiao Yuanlin didn't go back, and lay on it covered with Liang Cheng's windbreaker.I was going to rest for a while, but I relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

The shutters were left open, and streaks of white light filtered in at dawn.He woke up, ebbing emotionally, rubbing his chin against the collar of his windbreaker sleepily.

Back then, after having dinner with Lin Chengbi, he hid from the rain at the bus station alone, and it was Liang Cheng who showed up to accompany him.At the end of that year, he did not go to the UK, and spent the whole winter vacation inquiring about universities in Beijing on forums.

As sleepiness faded away, Qiao Yuanlin took out his cell phone. Since Wang Ruizhi moved away, he would make video calls with the old lady during the holidays.At a quarter past six, he first sent a message: Grandma, miss me, did you celebrate the National Day?

After pressing send, Qiao Yuanlin put on his back and got up.He was going to the bathroom to wash his face. Liang Cheng took over at eight o'clock, so he could sort out yesterday's shooting content, and then have breakfast together.

Thinking about it, he unscrewed the door.

In the unoccupied office last night, there were seven or eight cardiology specialists and doctors sitting, and five interns standing there, all white and sacred, and everyone was concentrating on the morning meeting.

Immediately, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at it at the same time, and the power was comparable to nuclear magnetic field.

With messy hair, Qiao Yuanlin held his breath in fright, feeling that the next moment he would either be questioned why he occupied the doctor's rest room, or he would be surrounded for a passionate consultation due to a heart attack.

Liang Chengduan sat in it, calmly like a major shareholder of Ruotan, and said, "I'm sorry, my family."

Qiao Yuanlin's nerves twitched for a moment, and then he realized that it meant "brother", and he said embarrassedly, "Sorry to bother you."

After leaving the clinic, Qiao Yuanlin also forgot to wash his face, wandered in the elevator room, opened the door, and team leader Wan came out refreshed.

"Hey, Reporter Qiao!" Team Leader Wan was in a good mood, "Are you inviting me to eat seafood again?"

Qiao Yuanlin was too lazy to joke, and said, "I'll wait for my brother."

Group leader Wan looked at the quiet outpatient area and said clearly, "Oh, it's a meeting, then I won't go there either."

Qiao Yuanlin asked: "Are you looking for Liang Cheng?"

"No big deal." Group leader Wan shared his little experience in the workplace, "I would just take a walk around when I came early, not only to exercise, but also to show that I am diligent and not idle."

After finishing speaking, he took out a note and handed it to Qiao Yuanlin, saying, "I'll go to the Vertigo Center again, please give it to Dr. Liang."

"what is this?"

At the beginning of the month, the suggestion box was unpacked and sorted out. As a ruthless person who doesn't care about complaints, Liang Cheng doesn't care about these small notes.Over time, Team Leader Wan stopped giving it to him.

Unless, Team Leader Wan said: "The writing is more special, I can't help but tell him personally."

After the meeting was over, Liang Cheng was able to leave after finishing his shift. He went into the lounge to change clothes, and caught a glimpse of the mobile phone left on the sofa.

Fortunately, Qiao Yuanlin didn't study medicine at the beginning, otherwise it would be terrible to put something into the patient's stomach during surgery. Liang Cheng cursed, picked it up and wiped the screen.

The fuselage suddenly vibrated, and the caller displayed "Grandma".

Liang Cheng froze, without hesitating for too long, he slid the green button to connect.

Eight years later, Wang Ruizhi was still full of energy, and he called out in the same intimacy tone as before: "Bao'er."

"I'm Liang Cheng."

The phone was silent for a while, Wang Ruizhi seemed to be remembering the name, and was also distinguishing the true from the false, after a while he asked in disbelief, "Are you Xiao Liang?"

Liang Cheng said, "It's me."

Neither of them forgot the agreement they had not stated before leaving Pinghai.When Liang Cheng stepped out of the small building, he promised Wang Ruizhi that he would make Qiao Yuanlin give up.

"You're back." Wang Ruizhi asked slowly, "And now you meet Yuan Lin again?"

Liang Cheng replied: "Yes."

Wang Ruizhi said: "You..."

"I broke my promise." Liang Cheng put down the purpose of answering the call, "The person who has been thinking about me all these years is actually me."

Coming out of the office, there were more people in the corridor, Liang Cheng hurriedly nodded in response to the greetings thrown by others, his eyes searched for Qiao Yuanlin's figure.

Beside the big vase in the elevator, Qiao Yuanlin's eyebrows were slightly cold, lighter than the light-colored silk flowers.

Liang Cheng found him, walked over and said, "You forgot your phone."

Qiao Yuanlin: "Oh."

Liang Cheng handed it over, to confess that he answered the phone without authorization, and said, "Just now—"

Qiao Yuanlin interrupted: "I read your note just now."

Liang Cheng was puzzled: "What note?"

Qiao Yuanlin pursed her lips a little, like a policeman showing his ID to a gangster, he pulled out a piece of paper, held it up high, and wanted to stick it on Liang Cheng's forehead.

On the paper, team leader Ling Wan took a sip of tea and attracted people to watch for [-] rounds. I don’t know which friend with masochistic tendencies wrote it——

Doctor Liang, can you be my boyfriend?