Pavlov's dog

There was no sound immediately after the door was closed, Nuo Da's ward was silent, Zhou Ruiyun stared at the wall that blocked his sight, and no one came out.

Fang Wei squatted down along the door, staring at the illusory point.A family member of a patient walked past him and gave him a strange look.

Shouldn't have gone in.

He clearly understood that he could not go in.He is already someone who has nothing to do with him, his love and hatred should vanish, so why bother to post it again - isn't it in response to the other party's sentence of being cheap.

He can't.

However, there was a sudden bang inside, as if something had fallen down.Fang Wei's body trembled, and he stood up subconsciously. He grasped the cold doorknob to realize what he was doing, but he couldn't stop.

With a "click", the ward returned silently.But the people inside knew that someone opened the door.

Fang Wei stood at the door awkwardly, not daring to step in.A nurse leaned into her body behind her: "What are you doing? To see a patient?"

Fang Wei opened his mouth and didn't make a sound at first, then squeezed out two words under the suspicious eyes of the nurse: "Ah, yes."

"Then go in. What are you doing at the gate? There will be new patients coming in later." The nurse glanced at him and left after speaking.

Fang Wei is really in a dilemma.The door opened and the sound came out, so what's the point of exiting?

He closed his eyes and made up his mind, and simply took two steps forward,

completely exposed to people.

Zhou Ruiyun was propping up the table with his forehand, and was about to stand up, his swaying figure looked inexplicably embarrassed.

"What... are you doing?" Fang Wei asked subconsciously.

"Take a cigarette." Zhou Ruiyun smoked a cigarette from the hidden place of the table, and sat down beside the bed as neatly as possible.

His complexion was very bad, even though Fang Wei didn't want to face him directly, a casual glance could tell that the man was much haggard.There was still gauze wrapped around his forehead, and he was still dizzy and nauseous, and his brows were furrowed.

Fang Wei didn't want to look at his face, so she stared at his hands and found that his hands were shaking slightly. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, she still couldn't stop the physiological reaction.The lighter was pressed several times before the cigarette was lit.

"Is smoking allowed in the ward?" Fang Wei said in a flat voice.

Zhou Ruiyun's eyes were on a point in the void, and he didn't look at him: "Then please help me open the window."

"I can call a doctor or nurse for you."

Xu didn't expect him to answer like this, Zhou Ruiyun paused his hands, and then laughed vaguely: "Yes."

Fang Wei really couldn't think of what else they had to say, so his eyes could only wander.But Zhou Ruiyun had already put the cigarette in his mouth and started smoking.He took two puffs, seemed to have a headache, put his hand on his forehead, and frowned even tighter.

"Stop smoking." Fang Wei couldn't help but said.

Zhou Ruiyun didn't listen, and didn't make any sarcasm as usual.His rare silence—this silence was not like the usual silence.

Fang Wei's wandering eyes suddenly settled on the table where Zhou Ruiyun was holding cigarettes. Under the cover of a pile of flowers and fruits, a pile of cigarette butts could be vaguely seen.Seeing Zhou Ruiyun's disheveled face, he suddenly took two steps forward, went to the table and pushed aside the bunch of lilies. Sure enough, all the cigarette butts were exposed.The quantity is very considerable.

Fang Wei had a complicated mood: "Is no one caring about you?"

They got a lot closer at once.Zhou Ruiyun glanced at the table, but didn't speak.

Fang Wei still stared at the table stubbornly, stating the current situation: "You are in the hospital now."

Zhou Ruiyun bit his cigarette and snorted vaguely and perfunctorily: "Well, who cares?"

Such an obvious location, people close to it can find it with a little attention.The mother doesn't care, Jiang Jie can't see it, or they know it, but they just don't care.

Who cares who.

How much emotion is in this sentence?Fang Wei didn't dare to say how much he knew the person in front of him, but he could at least hear something was wrong, and finally he was willing to turn his gaze to Zhou Ruiyun's face.

Zhou Ruiyun bit his cigarette, rolled up his eyelids and glanced at him, then lowered them again, and leaned against the bed.At such a close distance, no one can hide any fleeting emotions.

Fang Wei stared at him, with a layer of cyan stubble on his chin, and the bottom of his eyes was also a languid cyan color. His eyes were lifeless, like a deep silent sea.

For a moment, he found that he couldn't recall what kind of face the boy from the past had.

Zhou Ruiyun didn't like being looked at so nakedly by him, so he turned his face to the side and took a puff of cigarette.The next moment, the cigarette in his mouth was sucked away.

Fang Wei pinched the cigarette with his fingers, and said in a steady tone: "New patients will come in later."

Zhou Ruiyun moved his fingers like a convulsion: "Come back."

Fang Wei pursed his lips, he had this little habit as soon as he became stubborn - Zhou Ruiyun found that he still understood him.

Fang Wei didn't answer, just put out the cigarette by himself, and then swept the pile of cigarette butts on the table into the trash can.

"I'll help you get dinner." Fang Wei lowered his head and said, touched the card on the table, stood up to go, and explained again, "Jiang Jie asked me to make it."

"What do you care about so much?" Zhou Ruiyun asked coldly.

"I..." Fang Wei was stunned by his question, unable to answer at all.That's right, why should I be so kind, just let him die.

Zhou Ruiyun stared at him closely: "And how do you know?"

"what?"

"I'm here."

Fang Wei seemed to have been stung, and he hurriedly tried to clear up the cause: "My colleague is hospitalized, I came to see him, and I met Jiang Jie at the elevator entrance."

It's not to investigate you, it's not to come to see you specially, it's not to still care about you, and it's not to have any unreasonable thoughts about you.

"What do you think I will do to you..." Fang Wei whispered four words, "Impossible."

impossible.

Just as Jiang Jie went out of the ward, and turned around to have a happy meal with her new boyfriend, maybe it won't be long before Fang Wei can also have a meal with her new boyfriend.The pain and memory are only for a moment, and the long life in the future is enough for him to heal his scars and forget Zhou Ruiyun.

Zhou Ruiyun's face suddenly became more gloomy. He sank into the white sheet, which made him look like a gray and withered tree trunk. His lips moved slightly, and he said two words: "Go away."

The voice was too small, without any annoyance or malicious humiliation, so that Fang Wei didn't hear clearly for a while, "Huh?"

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and Fang Wei stood beside the hospital bed, as if cut off from the darkness, standing there was a bright color - but it had nothing to do with him and ran in the opposite direction.

"I said get out, I don't need you to meddle in your own business—buying dinner or something else." Zhou Ruiyun ruthlessly smashed his kindness, but changed his rhetoric at the end, "Go out."

This time he heard it clearly, Fang Wei blushed, didn't even know how to be angry, shoulders heaved a few times, and immediately slammed the door out.

Always, always.The man never seemed afraid of hurting him.

Fang Wei was sitting in the flower bed downstairs in the inpatient department, covering his face in embarrassment.Why do you want to go in?Why do you want to smoke the other party's cigarette, why do you think that the other party will be hungry if you haven't eaten dinner?What does it have to do with myself.

He said in front of Zhao Yan: "I regret liking that person."

Zhao Yan told him: "Regret means I haven't let go yet."

Did you not let go?Maybe.Where is it so fast.Although they have only been together for a few months, Fang Wei has been thinking about that person for many years.

When he was in university abroad, whenever he talked about his love life, the first thing that popped up in his mind was the image of Zhou Ruiyun looking up at him in the night market.I can't forget it for a long time.

He will buy gloves for himself, listen to himself complaining about his failure in the exam, and amuse himself with childish magic tricks-he doesn't like to talk, always has a cold face, but is gentle, motivated, and kind. This is Zhou Ruiyun in his impression.

And now?What did the man in the ward look like?

Fang Wei was sitting on a bench in the flower bed, looking up, there happened to be someone closing the window in the ward, and it was impossible to see who it was—it was just a figure, and then the curtains were drawn, and the overflowing light from inside was blocked. block.

He stared blankly for a long time before slowly lowering his eyes.Zhou Ruiyun was not the same person before, but Fang Wei still stubbornly stayed in the past.

Zhao Yan is right, regret means not letting go, he should learn to let go.

Those chaotic things seemed to find an outlet all of a sudden, rushing to surge.Fang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and got up to leave.At the entrance of the inpatient department, there is only a narrow road leading to the hospital gate, Fang Wei walked out.At this time, a woman sprained her foot and accidentally bumped into him.

"Sorry." The middle-aged woman looked up while apologizing.

Fang Wei gave her a hand, smiled and said it was okay, but when he withdrew his hand, the woman suddenly grabbed her wrist—tightly and fiercely.

The middle-aged woman, who was a little older than ordinary people of the same age, stared at him tightly and fiercely with some cloudy eyes.Fang Weixin jumped suddenly.