Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

He didn't allow her to look up, her face was so horizontally on her neck, her voice was dull, and it was very low and heavy...

"You always say that I am immature, I am a child, you are four years older than me, let me call you senior sister, I don't want to, I call you Jiang Yan, because in my heart, you are already Jiang family ."

"My wife is you, Jiang Yan, and you are the only one."

"You are always unconfident in yourself, so I can only spoil you a little more and make you feel more secure."

"I am a very impatient person. Only with you can I take out the patience I have accumulated for 20 years."

"I was angry when I said that I broke up that day. I turned my head and regretted it."

"But Xie Zijun stood there, I couldn't pull my face down, waiting for you to coax me, if you gave me a step down, how good is it, I will follow it down."

"You didn't give it, but you are very close to Xie Zijun these days, what do you make me think?"

"Also, I really want to apologize to you sooner. Every time you look at me, you look cold and ruthless. What can I say? Anyway, putting on a hot face is also sticking to your cold ass!"

"In addition, you also deleted my WeChat again. The chat history of the past six months has been deleted by you. You are so cruel and unsympathetic. I also prepared a New Year gift. I plan to have a winter vacation. Your family proposed to your grandma!"

Mu Yanzhu's heart had a meal.

She tried her best to digest Jiang Qingchi's words, it turned out that he had thought so much in his heart.

Alas, it's so good to say this earlier, and it won't be dull for ten days.

Mu Yanzhu came back to his senses, just about to say something, but he hugged her tighter again, and a deeper and deeper voice echoed in her ears:

"Well, this time, face to face, I sincerely apologize to you. It's all my fault. I shouldn't hug other girls, shouldn't break up with you willfully, don't be nice to others, can you succeed?"

Mu Yanzhu smiled and wanted to push him away, but he still didn't let go, as if she would run away when he let go.

"You let go of my rivers first, and I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi slowly let go of her...

The big boy with red eyes had really cried, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes, and turned his face away.

Looking at his crystal clear tears, Mu Yanzhu's heart shrank twice, more uncomfortable than his own heartache, and he wanted to raise his hand to wipe his tears, but he gently flicked it away.

"If you have something to say quickly, if it makes me unhappy, let's not do anything this morning. We will sit here and have a face-to-face meeting. Because we didn't talk about it yesterday, we must negotiate today."

"Sorry, I was also wrong this time. I shouldn't deceive you and deliberately **** you off. Actually, Xie Zijun and I are not getting better at all. He has been chasing after me these days, but I never gave him any expectations.

"Really?" Jiang Qingchi turned his face, raised eyebrows, half-believing.

"Really."

Mu Yanzhu leaned over, and his pink lips brushed his cheeks, covering his long eyelashes with tears.

The corners of the lips are hot, and the heart is warm.

"Jiang He, let's get back together."

"...If you lie to me, you will be thundered."

Mu Yanzhu couldn't help but laugh, "Five horses are fine."

"Forget it, what I said just now doesn't count, my wife must be well."

Jiang Qingchi hugged Mu Yanzhu hard.

Mu Yanzhu closed his eyes, feeling the clean breath on his body, and his heart settled at this moment.

The injured heart, the painful gap, healed little by little.

The most painful love in the world is that you love someone but you want to be separated from him.

The most precious love in the world is lost and recovered.

Mu Yanzhu put two hands under Jiang Qingchi's armpits, wrapped his waist, and put his chin on his shoulders.

"Jiang He, let's trust each other a little more in the future."

"okay."

...

Xie Zijun’s news was particularly well-informed, and he knew it the day after Mu Yanzhu and Jiang Qingchi reconciled.

So early the next morning, he called Mu Yanzhu with a complicated voice, asking her if she had reunited with Jiang Qingchi.

Mu Yanzhu gave a hum, "Make up, it was just fine this morning."

Said for a while in silence.

"Sorry."

"Forget it! I thought I would have a chance, huh."

"You are very good, I wish you find your beloved."

"...Dududu."

Xie Zijun didn't say anything, so he hung up the phone.

He seemed to be angry too, and felt that he had been deceived in some way.

Mu Yanzhu didn't care about him anymore.

It's good to be angry. You can't explain it to others, don't expect it.

"Like means to like, dislike means not to like. If you don't like someone who is still in contact with him, that is consuming his feelings, and feelings should not be lost."

I was writing this sentence on the computer when suddenly someone hugged her from behind.

Then a familiar voice sounded overhead: "It's me."

"...Are you silent when you walk?"

Jiang Qingchi snorted, "Obviously you are too focused on your work."

"What did you do from the study room? You have a class, don't you?"

"Can't you be with you."

He walked around her and smiled at her slightly to please.

Mu Yanzhu squeezed Jiang He's face, "I don't need you to accompany, go to class, I have a lot of inspiration now, I just hand in the draft today and I will be paid, you are here, but I can't calm down to work."

"Then I'm leaving."

"Well, let's go."

"Really gone?" A little reluctant, asked several times.

Mu Yanzhu couldn't laugh or cry, "Let's go, young master, go to class, don't let the teacher drop off at the end of the term!"

Jiang Qingchi nodded, and the ink left.

The lost prince suddenly became cautious in his feelings.

Mu Yanzhu wrote for two hours and handed in the manuscript. The editor paid her this month's salary, which was 18 thousand.

Mu Yanzhu wondered why he had opened the extra 8,000 yuan.

Editor: "Year-end bonus, you deserve it."

"Thank you."

The feeling of opening money is good, stretched out, and looked at the person standing in the corridor. Mu Yanzhu was stunned.

"You are stupid, didn't you let you go back to class?"

"It's late," Jiang Qingchi folded his hands on the back of his head, leaning against the wall in a lazy tone, "I might be scolded when I go back, so I might as well be here with you."

Mu Yanzhu couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, so he could only look at his eyebrows in this way, Ying was quite full, much more energetic than the previous day, and she looked shining brightly.

"Then you just stood here for two hours?"

"It's not boring to play two hours of games."

"Jianghe, you don't have to accommodate me like that, really."

"Aye,"

Jiang Qingchi sneezed, rubbed his nose, and hooked the corners of his mouth disapprovingly, "What do you mean by accommodating, can't I just stand here?"

After speaking, she took her hand, copied the phone into her pocket, and left the study room.

Only later did Mu Yanzhu understand that, before he knew it, he had gradually become the one who loved more.

just……

Many truths are often hindsight.

...

Classmate Jiang Qingchi caught a cold again.

Yesterday, I felt bad for my nose.

There are a lot of people who have a cold in the middle of the winter. In the morning, the eldest master and Mu Yanzhu have been wiping their noses. The voice is muffled and soft, like a glutinous rice cake, "Daughter-in-law... uncomfortable."

Mu Yanzhu: "Let you wave every day, don't wear a down jacket in winter, just wear a coat, drink cold drinks every day, and eat snacks, those things that contain preservatives, you think they are good things."

Jiang Qingchi sniffed again, lowering his eyebrows, his voice was dull, "No more waves in the future."

Like a soft and cute little milk dog, it is really uncomfortable, sickness makes people weak.

Mu Yanzhu sighed, "Do it yourself."

While talking, he still tidyed the bangs on his forehead for him.

I can see that I have a cold, and I didn't care about my hair today. The broken bangs made him feel a different mess.

Jiang Qingchi drank soy milk indifferently, didn't eat much, and was sick.

As long as he catches a cold, the symptoms are sore throat and airtight nose.

After the two of them had eaten, Mu Yanzhu wanted him to go to the school infirmary. He didn't go, and his cold temper became more tender, so he had to be with her.

"I'll go wherever you go."

"I'm going to class, will you follow?"

"Hmm...follow." He sniffed again, "Why don't both of us go to class, find a hotel, you hug me like last time, give me a bowl of soup, I'll be fine ."

"Let's go after class. This class is the last one, and the teacher will call you."

"Well...I'll go wherever you go anyway."

Then when they arrived in the classroom, the two sat in the last row. Jiang Qingchi sat beside Mu Yanzhu, half of his face wrapped in a scarf, rubbing her arms from time to time, "Daughter-in-law, it's so uncomfortable."

The table was full of toilet paper for blowing his nose, and Mu Yanzhu couldn't stand it anymore.

"You go to the school infirmary and wait for me. I will find you after class."

"No, a little cold, don't go."

Jiang Qingchi sniffed and started blowing his nose again.

Fortunately, Mu Yanzhu brought a roll of toilet paper.

His nose was red, like the elk on which Santa Claus was riding, so Muyan wanted to pinch it, but he resisted it.

get out of class is finally over.

Jiang Qingchi threw the toilet paper into the trash can next to him, his misty eyes filled with water vapor, pitifully looking at Mu Yanzhu.

"Daughter-in-law, hug me!"

Mu Yanzhu soft-hearted, bent over to hug him, and patted him on the back.

Seeing that he caught a cold and looked uncomfortable, she didn't feel well!

"Why don't you go to the infirmary, get some medicine for you, and get better soon."

"Didn't you say that western medicine has side effects? Don't take it... Take me to the hotel and make me a bowl of soup."

"But you had a fever last time. This time it was a cold. A cold is different from a fever."

"I just want to be with you."

evildoer.

Mu Yanzhu's heart is about to soften into a rice cake...

It takes fifteen minutes to walk from the classroom to the school gate. It's too far, and you have to take a taxi and book a room at the hotel.

But the classroom is close to the Jiang Qingchi dormitory, and it will be there in three minutes.

Mu Yanzhu asked Jiang Qingchi to go back to the dormitory to have a good rest. He bought black beans, mung beans, hawthorn slices, black beans dehumidified, mung beans cleared away heat and toxins, hawthorn appetizers, the stomach was energized, and he bought some barley.

Right now is the problem of boiling soup. Illegal electrical appliances cannot be used in the dormitory.

Mu Yanzhu took these materials to the cafeteria and asked each window if she could make some soup for her, she could pay for it alone.

The aunt shook her head, naturally it is impossible for her to turn on the stove alone.

After walking all over the restaurant, at the end it was the uncle of the doorman. Seeing that Mu Yanzhu could not bear to eat, he said,

"Little girl, let me make soup for you in my guard room! When I used to have a cold, my wife always made black bean soup for me. I don't see that you know Chinese medicine well!"

"Understand a little, thank you Grandpa."

The grandfather smiled and took her materials, and asked Mu Yanzhu on the way, "Have you caught a cold?"

"No, my boyfriend has a cold."

"Oh, you little girl is so honest."

After boiling a big pot, Mu Yanzhu took out the pre-prepared insulation bucket and wanted to put it in.

"Grandpa, my boyfriend can't drink after so much. You can save the rest for a drink!"

"Hey, I have an empty bottle, you can carry it and take it away!"

"How can it work? You don't want my money, and you give me soup for free. I'm feeling troubled." Mu Yanzhu said.

"Haha, don't worry about it, Xiaoyoung cherishes it, and takes advantage of his youth."

Mu Yanzhu also smiled, "You are also good, you can see that you are very affectionate with the old woman."

Hearing this, the old man's smile froze for a while, his eyes were sour.

"We are indeed very affectionate... but she left me alone the year before last, breast cancer."

The smile on Mu Yanzhu's mouth also diminished, and he said that he had to leave the rest of the black bean soup for grandpa to drink.

...

Downstairs of Jiang Qingchi dormitory.

Mu Yanzhu was holding the thermos barrel and was about to send him a message to let him go downstairs when a fat boy passed by her.

"Hey? You're not the one, who's the one—"

"I'm looking for Jiang Qingchi." Mu Yanzhu touched his nose awkwardly.

Li Huan patted his forehead.

"Yes, you are Mr. Chi's daughter-in-law, look at my memory! Look for him, I will call him down for you!"

There is no need for Mu Yanzhu to send messages.

She nodded, "Thank you then."

"It's okay~ I am President Chi's best buddy in college."

"Ah yes, your name is Li Huan, right?"

Mu Yanzhu also had an afterthought.

"Hahaha yes, Fatty Li is me!"

Li Huan took two steps, seeming to think of something, then suddenly turned around and looked at Mu Yanzhu.

"You two are reconciled again?"

Mu Yanzhu nodded blankly.

Li Huan sighed, "It's finally reconciled, it's not easy."

"What do you mean by finally reconciling?"

"Hurt, you two broke up this time, but it hurts me. I was dragged to the playground to play basketball before five o'clock. The night before, he dragged me to have a drink. Mr. Chi looked horizontal on the surface. Actually, he didn't. Know how to drink, drink two glasses and get drunk! Not like a man!"

Mu Yanzhu pursed the corner of his mouth.

I heard Li Huan say again:

"I was very impressed. He was drunk and started crying. He lay on my shoulder and cried. He hammered me several times. It was a heartbreaking, earth-shattering, weeping ghost."

"Then I learned that you two broke up."

"What I said, why is he so abnormal these past few days, he is so depressed all day long, he has lost his soul, no games, no lessons, just like a zombie, lying in a daze on the bed. "

Mu Yanzhu's heart tightened, she didn't know everything about it.

"Also, did you give him a scarf on his birthday?"

Mu Yanzhu nodded.

Li Huan smiled, "He always wears that scarf to show off to me, saying that his daughter-in-law made it by hand. He particularly likes it. I also joked to him that you have to be nice to your daughter-in-law and can buy you a scarf. There are not many people who knit a scarf for you by hand."

"Then you two broke up...I just watched him with my own eyes, and threw the scarf around, from the dormitory building, and picked it up again after a few seconds, just like crazy."

Mu Yanzhu twitched the corner of his mouth, "He's just like that. Sometimes, children have a temper."

"Although the child has a temper, the heart that Chi always has for you is true. I can see in my eyes, I feel that he likes you very much."

"Well, let's not talk about it, I'll go upstairs and ask someone to go!" Li Huan ran away after speaking.

"Stop calling, let him rest, please help me bring him up." Suddenly he didn't want him to come down.

"Sell it! You give it to him personally, so it makes sense!"

"okay."

Standing in place, Mu Yanzhu's heart was mixed.

Had it not been for such a person to say these things to her, perhaps she would never have known that Jiang Qingchi would have been so difficult during the breakup period.

She had always thought that these ten days were her most painful transitional period. The life of a walking dead had no motivation, no hope, and she was going to die, and she couldn't lift her energy in anything.

It turns out that when she thought she was a victim, there was such a person who suffered no less pain and suffering than her.

What is empathy?

That's it.

Only when two people who really love each other are separated can they experience the taste of each other.

Just thinking about it, a big guy ran over from the dormitory building wrapped in a quilt.