Manhattanhenge

She smiled, "Didn't you help me a lot too? Don't be polite to me."

Su Hui shook her head, "I didn't play any role, it was you who helped me."

"We're friends, aren't we? If you help me, I'll help you. It's human nature." Liang Wen spread his arms, gave him a hug, and said with a smile when he exited, "What I said before, you Don't be burdened, there are too many emergencies now, I understand all of them, and I can think about it after a while."

Su Hui thought of his confession not long ago, but couldn't stir up any waves in his heart.

"I'm very cautious." Liang Wen smiled. "In fact, I have been selfish since I first met you. Otherwise, I might just let you be my patient. But I also have to follow professional ethics and balance After that, I introduced you to other doctors, because from the first time I saw you, I had a good impression of you. But this does not mean that we have to have a future, even if I don’t accept it for the time being, I will It's okay to wait, I've been waiting for two years, I don't mind a little longer."

Su Hui is aware of Liang Wen's contributions.Su Hui is very grateful for his enlightenment and every help he provided, and will never forget it.

"I know, now..."

But he couldn't lie to his heart.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now." Liang Wen smiled, turned his head to see the shop not far away, and said to Su Hui, "Wait here, I will buy you something to eat."

Su Hui wasn't hungry, but he couldn't stop him either.

After Liang Wen left, he felt tired and sat on the bench alone, taking out his cigarette and lighter.

The wind was not strong, but the fire could not be ignited, once, twice, no matter how many times I tried, it was a failure.

Shaking her hands to take the cigarette down, Su Hui buried her head and cried suddenly.

The picture of Ning Yixiao and Bella standing together is like a wrongly played movie, replayed slowly and repeatedly in his mind, he can't stop working, he can't stop at any point in time, as long as he stops, he will think of him .

It was as if he had been forced to swallow a very bitter and hard stone, unable to swallow it or spit it out, choking tears all over his face and between his fingers.

Su Hui lowered his head, weeping silently as if giving up on himself, no matter how hard to suppress the pain, he was shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold a cigarette.

Not long after, there was the sound of approaching footsteps in the snow.

Su Hui regained consciousness and tried to calm herself down. She also used the back of her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, cleared her throat, and pretended that she had never cried before without raising her head.

"Be back so soon."

The other party said nothing.

Su Hui frowned, raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on the expensive leather shoes, the hem of the cashmere coat, the silver buttons, and the hands in leather gloves.

When the wind picked up, it scraped against the cheek like a blade, making it painful.

In the blurred vision, the most unlikely person appeared condescendingly, the most familiar face, the strangest expression, the most embarrassing timing, all seemed to constitute the climax of this nightmare.

But Su Hui didn't even want to wake up.