Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

After school started, Mu Yanzhu saw Cheng Huan again at the school's job fair.

Then I saw Cheng Huan holding a boy's arm, and the two were talking and laughing.

The boy is tall, with a visual inspection of more than 190. He is as thin as a chopstick stick and looks plain. He looks like a tyrant in his dress. The watch is Chopin, his leather shoes are Armani, and he wears a gold chain around his neck.

Cheng Huan walked to Mu Yanzhu and smiled with her.

Mu Yanzhu nodded and said nothing.

Cheng Huan tugged at the arm of his male partner beside him, with a soft voice, and said to him coquettishly: "I'm thirsty, can you help me buy milk tea? I'll wait for you here."

When the boy looked at Cheng Huan, there was light in his eyes, and he liked her very much. Then he hurried to buy milk tea for Cheng Huan.

Mu Yanzhu watched him go away, thinking that it was not good for this man to grow too tall, and it was not good to be too thin.

Cheng Huan: "Why, do you like my boyfriend?"

"No," Mu Yanzhu replied, "I only have Jiang Qingchi."

Cheng Huan smiled bitterly, "Is he okay?"

"Very good, we are both fine."

"He actually really likes you. I don't know if he loves you to the point, but he really likes you."

Mu Yanzhu frowned.

It's not clear why Cheng Huan said that, she was obviously a very proud talent.

"Remember the last time you two broke up? It was because of me, wasn't it?"

"You know it's because of you."

"Haha," Cheng Huan covered her lips and smiled, "To be honest, I wanted to take advantage of the emptiness that time, but guess what Jiang Qingchi told me?"

"What did you say?"

"He said he was going to give up basketball."

Mu Yanzhu was taken aback.

In the next second, Cheng Huan said again: "He told me that if he didn't play basketball, he would not hit me, and he would not hug me to the infirmary, so that he would not misunderstand you."

"During the time you broke up, I was not reconciled. I added him many times with different numbers, said many times to regroup, but he cruelly ignored him, and finally he said let me go."

Cheng Huan's voice was very low. Mu Yanzhu listened quietly, his heart was sour, sweet, and slightly cool with wind and rain.

"Think about it now, I'm still not reconciled. I used to be so good to him and I didn't see how good he was to me. I don't know where you are attractive anymore. Do you think you look better than me? You have better than my family. Money?"

Mu Yanzhu pursed the corner of his mouth.

"You said how good you were to him before, maybe this is just your wishful thinking, maybe you didn't treat him very well, in the same way, you always think that I treat him so well, but I treat him well, you can’t see it, So you don’t have to speculate about the relationship between him and me. The person in question knows the best, and that’s enough."

"Perhaps," Cheng Huan sighed, "but, not the best person, everyone else is just general!"

Mu Yanzhu couldn't laugh or cry, she understood the subtext of these words.

"Do you still have illusions about him?"

"Otherwise, who made me meet him in the first place?"

"Then why should you be with others now?"

"My mother said, don't let me waste time for someone who can never be together. In the end, you will give up. So it is better to get rid of as soon as possible, otherwise you will ruin your youth and ruin your love, so what? Does he love you? No. He doesn't love, and he won't care about you."

"Your mother is more enlightened than you."

"Haha..." Cheng Huan hooked the corners of his mouth, smiling barely, "Thank you for your compliment."

She seemed to want to say something more. When her boyfriend came back from buying milk tea, Cheng Huan closed his mouth and smiled softly in admiration for the smoke candles. There was no sour water at all, "Then let's go first."

Who doesn't pretend to be?

Mu Yanzhu nodded, "Goodbye. If I were you and not the best person, I wouldn't be willing to leave it. As for who the best person is, it depends on how you understand it."

Cheng Huan was taken aback for a moment, her boyfriend touched her head and looked at her very fondly.

"What's the matter? What did you talk to your friend just now?"

"It's nothing, let's go."

Cheng Huan took her male partner's arm and turned and left. After two steps, she suddenly turned around, "Thank you."

Thank her?

Thank her for what.

Mu Yanzhu quickly turned and left.

...

It's raining.

The rain drops on the glass window of the study room, like a drum, ding dong, and people are flustered.

With thunder rumbling, Mu Yanzhu raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was already half past six and it was dark.

"Don't write." Jiang Qingchi poked her on the shoulder beside him.

"……Oh."

Mu Yanzhu closed the computer obediently. Anyway, it was a hundred words short, so he could write again when he returned to the dormitory.

Jiang Qingchi watched her, suddenly opened his arms, Mu Yanzhu was puzzled, and asked him what he did.

He snorted, stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, raised those two unruly eyebrows, and asked proudly, "It's thunder outside, aren't you afraid?"

"no."

Are girls afraid of thunder?

Jiang Qingchi's face sank, and he withdrew his arm in silence.

Mu Yanzhu smiled, coughed twice, and deliberately said: "Wow, my boyfriend's chest looks so warm and strong, I really want to be hugged by him."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingchi hurriedly opened his arms, "Come on!"

Then she got into his arms like a rabbit.

Jiang Qingchi clasped his arm and sat down on his thigh with Mu Yanzhu in his arms, stroking her face with his right hand.

Mu Yanzhu, who was nestled in his arms, had difficulty holding back his laugh, and tears were about to shed.

Sometimes this guy is really a child's temper.

So she tried her best to satisfy his pride and self-esteem as a man.

"Listen to the song, it matches better with music on rainy days." Mu Yanzhu took out the headphones from the inside of his pocket.

Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows, "Don't listen to Jay Chou."

Mu Yanzhu suddenly amused.

"This is a classic, I hear all classics, OK?"

"Don't listen, I really have heard enough, change the first one."

"Then, since it is rainy, we will listen to it."

"What do you mean?"

"It's raining on Nanquan's mother, haven't you heard of it?"

Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows again, "Mother Nanquan? Why not call Dad Nanquan?"

"A combination, idiot!"

Mu Yanzhu found this song, and she would listen to it every rainy day, and the only prelude part was very exciting.

What to do when it rains, I miss you so much.

I dare not call you, I can't find the reason.

"Jiang He, whenever it rains in the future, you will think of me when you listen to this song."

Jiang Qingchi smiled disapprovingly, "Okay."

This is a very quiet time for each other.

Hug, accompany.

Until Jiang Qingchi said something horrifying:

"Don't bend your knees anymore."

Mu Yanzhu:? ? ?

"I know. When I caught a cold last time, you still bend your knees and go to the cafeteria to ask your aunt to make soup for me. Do you think they are so good to talk and are willing to open a small stove for you?"

what……

Mu Yanzhu understood it, "Brother, that's humbling!"

"Almost. Anyway, don't do this kind of thing in the future. I don't like you begging for me."

"..."

"Hurry up and promise me, or I'm not at ease!" He hugged her tightly and frowned.

Mu Yanzhu curled the corner of his mouth, "Promise you, promise you."

"It's about the same."

...

Winter goes to spring, late spring and early summer.

Time passed so plainly and steadily. Seeing that the roommates were all busy with the school work and left school one after another, Mu Yanzhu suddenly felt:

Four years.

It just passed without knowing it.

Four years, long and long, short and short. Several people sleep in the same place every day. The joyful, sad, and unpleasant forests will pass by over time, and will be gradually forgotten. exist.

The last roommate left, and Mu Yanzhu went to the train station to see her off, and the two embraced.

"When you sleep at night, remember to lock the door." said the roommate.

Mu Yanzhu hummed, his eyes moistened involuntarily, and people are emotional, even if it is not particularly ironic, it is still uncomfortable to see them go.

Because it is very likely that I will never see it again in this life.

"Safe journey."

"Well, go back, you have to come back once when taking graduation photos."

When Mu Yanzhu returned to school and passed the playground, he was suddenly hit to the head by a basketball.

Rubbing his head and looking over, he was a boy with a small head, tall, with small eyes, and average-looking.

"Sorry classmate... I hit you!"

"It's okay."

"Oh no, what if something happens? I'll take you to the infirmary for an examination!"

"No, it's really fine."

The boy laughed, "Hey, all right, I'm really sorry."

After speaking, he left, and Mu Yanzhu also left without taking it seriously.

On the way back to the dormitory, I just wanted to call Jiang Qingchi when I saw him standing below her dormitory.

The navy blue denim jacket is open, with a white inside, dark brown trousers, and a pair of sneakers of the same color.

The street lamp stretched his shadow, the light outlines the outline of his face, the profile is perfect, the apple apple is slightly rolling, and the thin posture is indescribably charming and handsome.

Mu Yanzhu walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Handsome guy!"

He is really handsome in a denim jacket, especially sunny and refreshing. Of course, he is also very young and refreshing on weekdays, but Mu Yanzhu feels that Jiang Qingchi is particularly handsome today.

Jiang Qingchi passed the strawberry cake in his hand, "Where have you been, I won't pick you up if I call you!"

Mu Yanzhu took the box of cakes and said, "The phone is muted, I went to see my roommate, everyone is gone, and I will be left alone in the future."

"Who said that? You still have me."

Holding her shoulders, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Go, brother invites you to eat!"

"Can I eat you?" she joked.

Jiang Qingchi also smiled, smirkingly, "Wait a minute, the emperor is not in a hurry, the **** is in a hurry!"

"You are the eunuch!"

"Woman, if I were an eunuch, what about your happiness for the rest of your life?"

Mu Yanzhu snorted, "You know how to clean your mouth, but you won't give it."

"It's not because you cherish you, stinky girl with no conscience!"

If it was all joking, he was making her happy, she knew.

Jiang Qingchi even bought tickets for movies and comedies in advance. He laughed very happily throughout the whole process. He pointed to the screen to let Mu Yanzhu watch them and made her laugh.

She saw the light in his eyes and hugged his arm and pressed it to his body.

The boy has always attracted her like a magnetic field, making her keep getting closer and closer.

Keep happy like this.

Please, God.

...

After watching the movie, on the way back to school, Mu Yanzhu saw the boy who accidentally hit her with a basketball.

The other party waved to her. It was obvious that only Pingshui met, but he spoke familiarly, "Classmate, are you okay with your head? I'm still worried about a big bag on your head!"

"It's okay."

Mu Yanzhu took Jiang Qingchi's arm and walked away.

The latter turned his face to look at her, "Who was that just now?"

"Oh, on the way back to school today, I accidentally hit the head with a basketball. It was him."

"Let me see."

Holding her hair, Jiang Qingchi must check it from beginning to end, and he was relieved that he did not see Da Bao.

"Why this routine sounds so familiar." He rubbed his chin and said.

"You and Cheng Huan, have you forgotten?"

He smiled, "I haven't forgotten, but you already have a handsome boyfriend like me, you must not look down on the turtle just now."

"There is an elective course tomorrow, daughter-in-law, you go with me."

"it is good."

She has no class anyway.

As soon as he sat in that classroom, Mu Yanzhu felt a little bit, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Jiang Qingchi laughed so much that tears were coming out, and he freed his hands to pinch Mu Yanzhu's face.

"I found out that my Jiang Yan is really a fairy!"

She glared at him and held his hand, "You are a god, and your whole family are gods!"

"Hahaha."

Jiang Qingchi jabbed her forehead sharply.

"I can really make you cry stupidly, just like my mother, scolding yourself every time you scold someone."

"roll."

Concise and concise.

Now that the relationship is familiar, I dare to scold him.

Jiang Qingchi lowered his neck and touched Mu Yanzhu's hair, "Oh, it's so cute when you have a temper, and cute when you cry."

"Where did I cry?"

"Look at my daughter-in-law's red eyes, what was in my mind just now?"

"I am very impressed with this classroom."

"What a deep method? Let's hear it." He was interested, and waited for her to follow with his cheek in one hand.

Give her curiosity, give her patiently, give her gentle.

At this moment, Jiang Qingchi really felt that he would never empathize in this life.

Mu Yanzhu barely sighed.

"This classroom is very close to our dormitory, so in the evening of my freshman and sophomore year, after studying in the evening at 8:40, I will come here to write manuscripts. All the struggling, suffering, lonely and lonely years are in Here, but whenever I think about my future, I will stand at the height of the admiration of thousands of people, I don’t feel bitter.

Paused.

Mu Yanzhu looked at him.

"Jiang Ho, I love my job very much, and I want to stick to my ideals until I achieve the height I want."

Jiang Qingchi nodded, "I agree that you stick to your ideals. Everyone must have ideals."

"and so--"

She bit her lips slightly, unable to open her teeth.

"After graduation, I may not be in Zhicheng for several years."

...

The smile on Jiang Qingchi's face froze a little bit.

He uttered, his eyes blinked slowly, "How many years?"

"At least three years, I want to rely on myself, a little bit to sit in the position I want."

Jiang Qingchi was silent.

Something seemed to die in his silence.