Fall in love with the Night God

Yan's old house

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yan Zhongcheng had prepared breakfast. Grandma Yan didn't see her grandson, so she turned around and went upstairs. When grandpa saw his wife going upstairs, he hurriedly followed.

"Junjun, get up and have breakfast." Grandma Yan knocked on the door gently and called her precious grandson.

"This kid is sleeping in again"

"Stop calling him. He is very tired from filming. Let him have a good rest. He will not miss this meal." Grandpa Yan grabbed his wife and said.

"You are the only one who loves your grandson"

"Dad, Mom, let's eat first. Don't worry about him. Whatever he wants to eat later, he can get up and make it himself. He's already so big," Yan Zhongcheng shouted.

"Yueyue, come have breakfast" Zhou Yulan called her daughter to come out.

"Son, are you going back this afternoon?" Mrs. Yan asked Yan Zhongcheng during the meal.

"Mom, there is a meeting in the company tomorrow, Monday," Yan Zhongcheng said.

"Just tell me! Your mother has not had a good appetite recently and wants to see a doctor," Mr. Yan said.

"Mom, what's going on? How long has it been?" Yan Zhongcheng asked her mother nervously.

"It doesn't matter, I'm getting older and have old problems."

"Mom, how about we take you to see a Chinese medicine doctor, Dr. Li?" Zhou Yulan quickly suggested.

"Okay, okay, I remember that Junjun often went to him for medical treatment when he was a child, and his medical skills are superb," ​​Mr. Yan said

"I canceled tomorrow's meeting and went with you to see it."

"Zhongzhong, you are busy with work, just have Yulan accompany me!" Mrs. Yan comforted him.

"Yueyue, you are not going back today, are you? You drive with your grandma and mother to see the doctor. Wife, please make an appointment with Dr. Li first to see what time he is available." Yan Zhongcheng immediately arranged their respective work and assigned work to his daughter.

"Oh, okay... Hey, Junjun, aren't you going back today? Let's arrange for him to go. I'll go meet a classmate later." Yan Yue responded, then remembered that he was going to meet an old classmate today and said.

"It's good to meet classmates, meet classmates, then let Junjun go accompany us." After hearing this, Mrs. Yan quickly agreed. He turned around and asked Yan Yue: "Is he a male classmate? Where do you live from?"

"Oh, male classmate, male classmate"

Yan Yue smiled dryly and said that she understood what her grandmother meant, but she had not met the right person yet.

Su Qingqing came out of the pharmacy, carrying a large bag of Chinese medicine and putting it in the takeout box, and rode a small electric donkey home.

She watched videos on her mobile phone and learned to make medicine for herself. After being away from home for so many years, she lived alone and became an army.

No matter how hard or tired I was, I never cried before. I don’t know why yesterday, I burst into tears on the street. Looking back, it's really embarrassing. The key is whose house I'm crying downstairs at!

Thinking of this, she quickly shook her head and shook away her worries.

"Ouch, it's annoying, it's annoying, take your medicine quickly, get better soon, don't dream, don't sleepwalk, try to find a good job, renew your insurance, work hard for one, two,... I will go back to my hometown after another seven years. , just wait for your pension..."

"Qingqing, what are you doing so early in the morning? It smells like medicine." Xu Yangyang came over and asked.

"I haven't been sleeping well recently. I need to take some Chinese medicine to regulate my body."

"Oh...hey, I just checked the video and someone photographed Yan Haoyu at Xiaoshan Airport," Xu Yangyang said.

"Oh" Su Qingqing said expressionlessly.

"Aren't you following his drama recently?" Xu Yangyang asked smoothly.

"I'm almost exhausted from delivering takeaways every day. How can I be in the mood to watch dramas?"

"Yes, how is the resume you submitted?"

"If I didn't reply, it's probably because I'm too old."

"It's so annoying. The 35-year-old rule in the workplace. The best time in life, but you were photographed dead on the beach. How about you come to work in our live broadcast room. I will definitely be a fashion anchor in your image."

Xu Yangyang invited Su Qingqing to work in her company. Xu Yangyang used to be a model, but later switched to being an anchor. He started a live broadcast to sell clothes in partnership with a few young friends. He has done well in the past few years and made a lot of money. He plans to buy a house in Hangzhou and settle down recently.

"Hey, you know my temper. I'm really not very good at being a host."

"Hey, medicine, medicine, medicine" Xu Yang pointed at the stove and shouted.

While chatting, the potion was wasted, and foam started to form on the stove.

Su Qingqing drank medicine while looking at her mobile phone. The bitter taste of the medicinal soup was incomparable to her mood at this time. After half a month of submitting her resume, it seemed like it was sinking into the sea.

She is no exception to the 35-year-old rule. Most HR recruitment has an age limit. It is a bit difficult for her to get into the ideal company at her age.

"Hey" she sighed softly, frowned, picked up the bowl and drank the bitter medicine. Grinning, he said, "It's really bitter, more bitter than what I drank when I was a kid."

She got up and put on her overalls and went to work. Although her work was hard now, she got to know a group of young people. Most of the site were freshly graduated college students. She mingled among them as if she were still young.

The number of takeout orders surged during lunch time. Su Qingqing placed more than a dozen orders in a row. Her legs were sore. She just sat down to rest and placed another order.

"Sorry, sorry" Su Qingqing rushed into the elevator carrying the takeout. I saw that someone had already pressed the button on the 36th floor.

Standing in the elevator was a tall man wearing a gray casual suit. He had a pair of sunglasses on his high nose, his facial features were three-dimensional and straight, and he exuded a mature and capable temperament.

After thinking about the phone, Su Qingqing looked at the phone. It was not her ring.

"Hey, Director Li, I'm in Hangzhou"

"Well, the cooperation will be temporarily suspended for now. We will decide again when we go back on Wednesday."

"Okay, okay." The man hung up and looked at his watch. He glanced sideways at Su Qingqing beside him. She was wearing a sun protection mask and a hat, but they were not tight enough to tell that she was a woman.

When we arrived on the 36th floor, the four characters of Shiyue Media suddenly appeared in front of us.

"Hey, Ms. Li, your takeout has arrived. I'll leave it at the front desk. Could you please come out and pick it up?" Su Qingqing followed behind her and called.

The man walked straight into the door. The beautiful woman at the front desk quickly stood up to greet him when she saw him.

"Mr. Xiao"

"Hello, Li Xueli's takeout," she said, holding the takeout and placing it at the front desk.

The man just turned around and took a few steps, then looked back at Su Qingqing.

At this time, Su Qingqing had turned around and left Shi Yue.

After the meal was delivered at two o'clock in the afternoon, Su Qingqing ate noodles with three junior colleagues. They were all senior interns and a young couple. The other handsome boy was Su Qingqing's junior student.

"Senior, how many orders did you run today?"

"26 orders" Su Qingqing said while eating noodles.

"It's not bad. I'm pretty good at running. I can teach you well as a master." The junior student's name is Yang Xin, who is from Hangzhou.

"I ran 29 orders today, and Chen Yu ran 24 orders," said the boy in the couple.

"Luckily, I received a complaint today and was delayed for a few minutes, not as much as you."

"My office building in Area C today...

Several young people were chatting happily. Su Qingqing looked pale and covered her stomach. Lin Yu, a girl who was eating together, saw her and asked her quickly:

"Sister Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

“My stomach hurts so much”

"Senior, are you okay? Why don't I send you to the hospital?" Yang Xin saw that she was really uncomfortable and wanted to call.

"Hey, no, no, I'm not going to the hospital." Su Qingqing quickly stopped him from calling 120 emergency number.

"How can we do this without going to the hospital?" Chen Yu stood up and helped Su Qingqing up.

"I'm allergic to the smell of the hospital. There is an old Chinese medicine clinic at the east end of this street. Oops..." Su Qingqing said with difficulty, unable to stand up in pain.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xin picked up Su Qingqing and ran towards the east end of the street. The young couple followed closely behind.

"Guangyuhe Medical Center, we're here, we're here." Chen Yu quickly reminded Yang Xin when he saw the door sign.

Yang Xin was led by Su Qingqing and rushed to the hospital. The hospital was an old Soviet-style house. The hall upon entering was a pharmacy for medicines. When the young doctor in front of the counter saw someone rushing in with a patient's name, he came over to ask.

"Come on, sit down quickly. What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"She suddenly has a stomachache. Doctor, please check it out," Chen Yu said while supporting Su Qingqing.

"Doctor, I...have a stomachache, nausea, and dizziness," Su Qingqing said with difficulty.

"Wait a minute, the doctor is consulting. Xiao Zhang, go inside and see the doctor!" the young doctor told his colleague.

After a while, a female doctor in her forties came out. After checking Su Qingqing's pulse, she frowned and asked her:

"What did you eat today?"

"Me, normal meat buns, Yangchun noodles, and, oh, I drank a bowl of Chinese medicine in the morning."

"What disease is it curing?"

"Sleepwalking"

"This is weird. Just wait, I'll ask my father to take your pulse."

At this time, Dr. Li was giving acupuncture to the old lady of the Yan family in the treatment room in the main hall. He has gray hair, is short, slightly fat, energetic, and wears a pair of reading glasses.

Zhou Yulan and Yan Haoyu were sitting nearby waiting.

"Father, a girl just came in. Her pulse showed that she was poisoned, but she said she took Chinese medicine to treat sleepwalking this morning."

"Sleepwalking" the old doctor was also surprised and blurted out.

Yan Haoyu, who was sitting next to him with his head down and playing with his mobile phone, stopped and looked up at the door when he heard these three words.

"You help her over and let me take a look."

Yan Haoyu saw the thin figure being helped into the inner courtyard by the female doctor. He saw the pale Su Qingqing sitting at the consultation table through the screen peak. She was covered in sweat and covering her stomach. She stretched out her hand to ask Doctor Li to check her pulse.

Doctor Li felt his pulse and frowned.

"You took the medicine to treat sleepwalking, right?"

Su Qingqing nodded.

"Do you have the prescription? Show it to me."

Su Qingqing took out her phone, found the picture her mother sent, and handed it to Dr. Li.

The old gentleman took off his glasses, held up his mobile phone and looked at it for a long time, then asked with a smile

"How old are you when you took medicine?"

"13 years old"

"That's it, how old are you now?"

"35 years old, doctor, did I take the wrong medicine? I feel like I'm going to die. I'm so dizzy that I can almost see Nantianmen," Su Qingqing said mournfully.

After hearing this, the man behind the screen laughed at her in his heart: She is so stupid, taking the wrong medicine, and returning it to Nantianmen and Yama Palace is almost the same.

"Hehehe, this won't happen. People, different age groups have different changes in the body. You have to prescribe the right medicine according to the diagnosis at that time. The person who treated you for sleepwalking when you were a child was an expert. This prescription of yours No problem, it’s just not suitable for you now. I’ll give you acupuncture to dredge your meridians and prescribe medicine for a few days, and you’ll be fine,” Dr. Li said with a smile.

"Doctor, oh, I'm afraid of acupuncture, I'm afraid of pain." When Su Qingqing heard about acupuncture, she was so scared that her stomach didn't even hurt. She had never experienced acupuncture before and was very scared.

"It's okay, acupuncture won't hurt on the acupuncture points," Dr. Li comforted her. The old gentleman's technique was very fast, and he gave several injections in just a few strokes.

"Ouch, um, it's numb. I have an inexplicable feeling. Doctor, can my sleepwalking be cured?" Su Qingqing asked as she felt that acupuncture was not that scary.

"I just told you that your pulse condition is not somnambulism, but a heart disease, and the medicine has a similar therapeutic effect. My child, how can you be so obsessed at such a young age, which consumes your mind, hurts your vitality, and damages your roots? Even a pair of decoctions You are no match for me," the old doctor said knowingly.

"I, I don't know either." Su Qingqing couldn't explain the question. Su Qingqing sighed softly and said:

"I was injured when I was a child and have no memory of anything before the age of eight. It may be because of this. Sleepwalking also occurred after that."

"Oh, it's possible. Heart diseases still need heart medicine. You have to find your inner self," the old gentleman said with concern.

These conversations were heard clearly by Yan Haoyu, who was sitting inside. He sympathized with her experience, and the mysteries in his heart became more and more. Not only did he wonder: mental illness, obsession, sleepwalking, disappearing in an instant, what kind of weirdo are you, Su Qingqing?

After Mrs. Yan's treatment was over, Yan Haoyu quickly went out to pick up the car. I wanted to avoid Su Qingqing, but unexpectedly I was bumped into.

The person who bumped into was Su Qingqing who was waiting to get medicine. She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's ok"

After the tightly covered man finished speaking, he quickly went out, and Su Qingqing could see clearly who it was.

Looking back, she saw Zhou Yulan helping the old lady walk out slowly. She also saw Su Qingqing. The two looked at each other. Su Qingqing quickly turned around and pretended not to notice.

"Hey, I seem to have seen that person somewhere before," Zhou Yulan said hesitantly as she walked out of the hospital.

"Who is it?" Old Mrs. Yan asked.

"It's okay, Mom, the car is here, let's go home!"

At this time, Su Qingqing already knew who the person she just bumped into was.

The world is really big, and you will never see big people after a breakup. The world is also small, and there are always some people you meet again and again.

Su Qingqing's sleep has improved a lot in the past week after taking the right medicine. The most important thing is that she no longer sleepwalks.

She tried to recall what happened when she was a child, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only remember what happened after she was eight years old.

But what surprised her most was receiving an interview invitation, scheduled for the following Monday morning.

She was in a good mood and connected the orders smoothly. She thought to herself: It seems that the test God gave me is only one month.

The first time she went there to deliver food, she thought: It would be great if I could work here.

Sure enough, all my wishes came true. But it’s also possible that you’ve met someone noble.

In Gaodashang's office, Xiao Jierui, the vice president of Shiyue Media, looked at Su Qingqing's resume, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then handed the information to the HR manager and said:

"Send her an interview invitation."

"Su Qingqing, 35 years old, graduated from Zhejiang University, single and unmarried, career in advertising media, nine years of work. Mr. Xiao, this age is too old and does not meet our company's recruitment standards." After reading the resume, HR manager Zhao Xiaoying said, He said with a look of disgust.

"At the age of 35, it exceeds the standard. Who set the limit? You?" Xiao Jierui asked her.

When Zhao Xiaoying saw that the wind was going in the wrong direction, she immediately said, "Okay, I'll send it out soon."

On Monday morning, Su Qingqing simply dressed up and took her resume to Shiyue Media, the company where she often delivered food.

After a simple interview, she was hired, and the HR manager asked her to come to work on Tuesday.

The workstations are all arranged, facing the general manager's office. It is really a feng shui treasure. Promotion and salary increase are just around the corner.

Happiness came so suddenly, she didn't even know how she walked out of the office building, jumping, jumping, or running. The 35-year-old law did not apply to her.