Mindful

The phone was charging and the alarm clock sounded, Liang Cheng turned it off, unplugged the data cable, then went into the cloakroom to get a suit of clothes, and returned to the bedroom Qiao Yuanlin was already awake.

He sat on the edge of the bed clutching his lower abdomen, feeling bloated, but not urgent to urinate.Liang Cheng came to replace his hand, rubbed it for him, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"No." He thought, "Didn't eat a good meal yesterday, gastroenteritis?"

Liang Cheng presented the diagnosis results solemnly, and said, "It is estimated that he has penetrated too deeply."

Qiao Yuanlin stared blankly for three to five seconds, and when he realized it, his face turned red with a "shua" and he hurriedly reprimanded: "Stop talking nonsense here!"

Liang Cheng said: "You said it yourself last night, forgot?"

Qiao Yuanlin pushed away the beastly clothes, put on the clothes with a tiger's face, and when he bent over to put on the socks, his back was so sore that he wanted to cry.He could have lived to forty without any doubts, but after having a boyfriend, he probably would have survived until thirty.

While no one was paying attention, he sneaked back into the room to wash his face and brush his teeth. The phone received a notification from the team leader and he met directly at the interview location in the morning.

He replied "received", slapped his face hard a few times, and warned himself not to be decadent, but to work hard first.

Qiao Wenyuan and He Jie went out early and went to eat a small casserole together. The two younger ones were too lazy to play with cold pots and stoves, so they went out to eat too.

Qiao Yuanlin went to the old town for an interview today, and the first stop was next to Changlin Street.Liang Cheng sent him off, made a big turn across the street, drove to the opposite side of Wanping Alley and turned off the car.

The two filled Wu Zang Temple for breakfast at Wuji. Qiao Yuanlin ordered sea oyster cakes, tea eggs, assorted fried noodles and sweet soy milk. After ordering, he wiped his chopsticks with a napkin and said, "Don't you order?"

Liang Cheng asked: "Do you want a long list without my share?"

"I need to eat more." Qiao Yuanlin muttered, "Excessive exercise...I'm exhausted."

Liang Cheng scolded him for being coquettish in his heart, but couldn't help but keep saying: "Don't eat spicy ice food outside at noon."

There was steam coming from the bowl and plate cage, and the smell remained the same. The two of them ate face to face, and occasionally glanced into Wanping Alley.

Liang Cheng's cell phone vibrated on the table, and he typed with one hand after finishing reading, while saying, "Ask Brother Ying to help you bring the old mountain ginseng."

Qiao Yuanlin: "Brother Ying won't scold you?"

"Spoiled privately for 1 minute." Liang Chengdao, "Zheng Yandong said that he was worried that his violent temper would be punished in the Northeast."

Qiao Yuanlin laughed, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the telephone pole at the entrance of the alley.On the first day he moved here, he scanned the QR code, and the first order he placed was a takeaway from Xiaoyu's food stall. Everything seemed to be connected somewhere.

At that time, he was too brave and a little crazy. He was probably the first person in the city to hurt a telephone pole with a sharp weapon, just for the love of Superman.

Now that he has grown up, it is unreasonable to become hesitant, Qiao Yuanlin turned his head, flinched for a day and a night, and finally asked: "You already knew that my mother and Zhao Jianzhe knew each other, right?"

Liang Cheng's chopsticks accidentally pricked the skin of the siu mai, and the soup flowed out, and he let out a "huh".

Qiao Yuanlin said: "My mother once did an exclusive interview with Zhao Jianzhe, and you all know about the case involving Brother Ying?"

Liang Cheng suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were serious: "Qiao Yuanlin."

"I'm here." Qiao Yuanlin expected what Liang Cheng would say, and immediately answered, "I discovered it by accident, and I've read it. I mentioned it that night, because I was afraid that I would feel uncomfortable if I knew it?"

Liang Cheng put down his chopsticks, understood the reason for Qiao Yuanlin's abnormal state yesterday, and replied: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"My mother was in charge of the interview, and I couldn't help but care about it." Qiao Yuanlin said, "But she's not that kind of person... She probably doesn't know the truth."

Liang Cheng paused for a while: "Probably."

Qiao Yuanlin's voice gradually lowered: "There was not enough evidence at the time, and the police were also deceived by Zhao Jianzhe, otherwise she would not have done that."

"Anything is fine." Liang Cheng just wanted to end it as soon as possible, "These things have already passed, and it has been more than ten years, so you don't need to investigate and worry about it."

Qiao Yuanlin obediently did not continue the conversation, the boiling soy milk in the bowl stirred up ripples, which made the tip of his tongue numb.

After breakfast, Liang Cheng went to work, sat in the driver's seat and lowered the window, and said: "Don't think about it, just take care of me."

Qiao Yuanlin pressed his chin, stood on the side of the road, leaned in, and kissed: "I'm fine, drive carefully."

The Mercedes-Benz disappeared into the crowded traffic, Qiao Yuanlin recalled Liang Cheng's ambiguous words.It should be, why didn't he deny it, could it be that Lin Chengbi was really involved?

If he is innocent, why stop him from investigating?

Qiao Yuanlin tightly wrapped his scarf, walked through the dark narrow alley to the next street, and stepped into the sunlight at the end of the alley, he took a deep breath.

The interview department provides materials for each column, and tracks multiple news items at the same time every day, which must be carried out in groups and in stages.Today I do data collection and travel around to visit outdoors.

90.00% of adults' troubles come from work, but work can also make people forget 90.00% of their troubles.Qiao Yuanlin was very involved and finished one hour earlier than expected.

There will be a meeting with the editorial team tomorrow, and today the materials will be preliminarily screened. This is a tiring and meticulous job, and he took the initiative to do it.

Dusk has come, the sky is unusually thick, and half of the road is hidden under the orange light.Qiao Yuanlin didn't appreciate it, and took a taxi back to Taiwan, making a list of key points on the way.

When the sun was setting and it was dark, he arrived at the TV station just in time for get off work, and entered the news center along with the crowd going out.

When he returned to the office, he was busy at his desk. There were paper questionnaires and electronic documents, and they would be messed up if he didn't pay attention.

Not long after, Sun Zhuo went to the tea room with a cup in his hand, looked over and said, "Are you alone?"

When Qiao Yuanlin was concentrating, he ignored the leader and replied without looking up: "The camera crew still needs to take some shots, and the others should get off work directly."

Sun Zhuo made tea and went back to the director's office. He was in charge of a lot of things, but the room was not big. There was a small window on the south wall facing the back garden. He walked over and saw the gate of the museum.

The minute hand made two complete circles, Qiao Yuanlin leaned back and moved his cervical spine after tidying up.He prefers to print and save the electronic version, and use paper clips to classify the paper version according to the project.

Sun Zhuo came out with his briefcase in his arms, and asked when he passed by, "Is it done?"

Qiao Yuanlin nodded: "Boss, you go first, I will close the window later."

"There's a meeting tomorrow, give me what you've finished, and I'll take a look at it when I come tomorrow morning." Sun Zhuo ordered, "I didn't clean up the table, go and put it in my first drawer."

Qiao Yuanlin packed the files together, went into Sun Zhuo's office, bypassed the desk and put them in the drawer, and lowered his head to hear the sound of the computer cooling down when it was running.

Forgot to turn it off, he touched the mouse, and the display suddenly lit up.

Unexpectedly, there was no password to unlock it, and an open document was in front of him, and then Qiao Yuanlin saw Liang Cheng's name.

The adopted teenager killed his adoptive father by mistake... This is a press release about Liang Cheng and Zhao Jianzhe, and the reporter is Lin Chengbi.

Qiao Yuanlin slumped on a chair, staring at the screen.

The manuscript stated the work process and Liang Cheng's birth background. For Zhao Jianzhe, he secretly contacted an interview 16 years ago-a lawyer who exposed crimes committed by orphans against adopters was killed by his own adopted children.

The tendency is self-evident, making Qiao Yuanlin creepy.

The door of the office opened, and Sun Zhuo went back and forth to get the car keys deliberately left on the corner of the table.

Qiao Yuanlin looked at him anxiously: "Why, there is this manuscript?"

Sun Zhuo said: "This is an unpublished scrap manuscript, and this matter has never been reported."

Qiao Yuanlin poked the screen, his nails turned white and trembled: "What's going on?!"

"After Zhao Jianzhe's accident, we contacted the police many times to report. Your mother is one of the reporters." Sun Zhuo replied, "But Liang Cheng always refused to interview, until the verdict came down, he suddenly asked to see your mother."

Qiao Yuanlin patted his hands down and said, "So my mother interviewed Liang Cheng?"

"We thought it was." Sun Zhuo said, "In the end, he only agreed to meet your mother alone, without notes and recordings, and he didn't sign a voluntary interview agreement."

"why……"

"No one knows that your mother wrote this manuscript later. I think it is biased and does not conform to the rules of the procedure, so I can only suppress it."

Qiao Yuanlin punched the keyboard. With Liang Cheng's personality, the possibility of being interviewed was very slim.But he met Lin Chengbi, but... what happened at that time?

He stood up, walked out staggeringly, and said, "I'm leaving get off work."

Sun Zhuo was worried about his state and called out, "Little Qiao?"

Qiao Yuanlin shook and paused at the door: "Anyway, thank you for suppressing this case."

In the Department of Cardiac Surgery of Ruotan Hospital, the outpatient clinic has already passed the time for handover, but it is busy at the end of the year, and those who should leave are still working overtime in the consulting room.

Liang Chenggang sent away a middle-aged patient, and welcomed an old lady who took the examination report.He read it on the computer, cleared his throat and explained the condition to the patient's family.

More than ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and finally he was able to catch his breath. He pressed down two pumps of hand sanitizer, scrubbed and looked at the dial, and decided to call it a day when no one came for 5 minutes.

A few doctors passed by the door, stopped deliberately and said, "Mr. Liang, are you still leaving?"

Liang Chengdao: "The emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuchs."

Doctor Ji Xi said, "I saw reporter Qiao outside, and I was afraid he might wait too long."

Liang Cheng was a little surprised: "You read that right?"

On the circular corridor outside Area B on this floor, the glass wall reflected Qiao Yuanlin's motionless shadow. He had arrived for a while, but he didn't go anywhere with his hands down.

There are people rolling wheelchairs around, some walking with difficulty, and some rushing all the way with a pale face. He stands on the field of life and death where it is easiest to see through the world, but he can't get rid of the mess stuck in his chest.

It turned out that Liang Cheng had met Lin Chengbi 11 years ago, and knew that Lin Chengbi was his mother eight years ago.

He was powerless to excuse, even if Lin Chengbi was kept in the dark for a while, Liang Cheng's case had no explanation at all, and that waste manuscript was enough to trample on the word "reporter".

What did they say when they met alone?

Besides these, how much does Lin Chengbi know and what has he done? !

Liang Cheng has kept silent until now, just to avoid embarrassment and pain for him, and to protect his remaining mother-child relationship? !

Qiao Yuanlin was about to go crazy, his conscience did not allow him to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and his fragile heart did not want to passively suspect anymore.

He wanted to tear everything out and expose the truth like a wound on the operating table and under the shadowless lamp.

He turned on the phone and dialed the number.

The last call ended unhappily, and it was connected after a few calls. Lin Chengbi answered and then remained silent.

The nasal cavity was a little wet, Qiao Yuanlin heard the immature child chuckle and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Lin Chengbi replied: "I am reading with Kangkang."

Would it be a pity that such a peaceful life would be broken? Qiao Yuanlin wiped it, and the bright red nosebleed was rubbed on the back of his hand. He ignored it and said, "I want to tell you two things."

Lin Chengbi asked, "What's the matter?"

"The first thing," Qiao Yuanlin said, "I like men, and I'm an out-and-out homosexual."

In the corridor ahead, Liang Cheng searched the crowd while walking, Qiao Yuanlin couldn't hear the high-pitched question on the phone, warm blood slid down his chin.

He said: "The other thing is that I found the person who rescued me very early on, and we are dating."

Lin Chengbi shouted: "Yuan Lin!"

Qiao Yuanlin said, "His name is Liang Cheng."

People around kept looking at him, he sniffed and walked forward, his pale cheeks were stained with blood, he waved his hands in Liang Cheng's astonished gaze.

Liang Cheng's heartbeat almost stopped, he strode forward, took out a tissue from his white coat, and wiped it for Qiao Yuanlin in a little panic.

Love or family affection, right and wrong, destined to be related by blood, it turns out that choosing between the two is not as difficult as imagined.

Qiao Yuanlin smiled awkwardly and said, "Tell me everything."

Liang Cheng was stunned.

"Don't underestimate my love for you." Qiao Yuanlin said solemnly, "I choose justice, and I also choose you."