Klein bottle personality

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Ding Muyan entered the room and closed the door gently, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Xiao Jin looked at his watch: "Fortunately, I only waited for an hour."

When on the operating table, time is out of his control most of the time, so anyone who is familiar with Ding Muyan knows that when making an appointment with Ding Muyan, he must be prepared for him to be at least an hour late. Now Xiao Jin is also used to it. Take a few laps around or swipe your phone first, don't be impatient.

"You didn't say you were coming." Ding Muyan took a sip of tea, the tea he made in the morning was already cold, but he took a few sips indifferently.

Xiao Jin closed the magazine, picked up the warm tea on the coffee table and exchanged the herbal tea in his hand: "The operation was successful, of course I want to take you to celebrate."

The teacup was very warm and warmed his palm. Ding Muyan smiled and said, "How do you know the operation was successful? I wish I hadn't said it."

"Do I need to say more? Just look at your expression. If there is a problem with the operation, you must be ashen-faced and still laugh?"

"There was a little bit of a problem, but it was resolved, and overall it was relatively smooth."

"Dr. Ding's rejuvenation, there is no disease that you can't cure." Xiao Jin praised with shaking his head.

"Stop blowing it, I'm getting goosebumps."

"Congratulations on successfully completing another operation, come and hug one." Xiao Jin opened his arms.

Ding Muyan reflexively took a step back: "It's just that the operation was successful. Whether the patient can recover depends on the operation."

"Doctor Ding is cautious when speaking, I like it, come and hug one." Xiao Jin took a step forward.

"Before the patient is discharged from the hospital, no doctor dares to pat his chest and say that there is absolutely no problem." Ding Muyan took another step back.

Xiao Jin put on a serious face: "The key to my words is to hug one, okay?" After speaking, he took another step involuntarily and hugged Ding Muyan.

"Hey! Cup!"

Some tea splashed out during the collision, Xiao Jin calmly took the teacup and put it on the table, hugging Ding Muyan in his arms.

More intimate than friends, more distant than lovers, people can't push away, but they won't feel offended, Ding Muyan's brain has a short fragment, his muscles tense, he feels himself in a warm embrace, The heart was pounding in his chest, and for a moment he didn't know whether it was his own heartbeat or Xiao Jin's.

Xiao Jin's chin rested on his shoulder, and a seductive voice was next to his ears: "I've wanted to hug you for a long time."

Ding Muyan's chest seemed to be stuffed with something, and he moved the two of them slowly, trying to make himself appear calm.He didn't know what to say, he thought he should be angry, but he wasn't: "Really? How does it feel?"

"Very well, I have never hugged anyone like this before. You are a little thinner than I imagined, and I will feed you more meat in the future." Xiao Jin smiled, as if he was still reminiscing about this hug, and finally said solemnly, " I like."

Ding Muyan found that he always said the words "I like" recently.

Seeing that Ding Muyan was a little dazed, Xiao Jin said, "What's the matter? I'm still not satisfied? Then hug another one."

Ding Muyan hastily walked around behind the desk, and put distance between the two of them: "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you today."

"Hey, it's a great honor!" Xiao Jin clapped his hands, "Dr. Ding treats you, then I want to have a good meal. Shall we leave now?"

"Uh..." Hearing that he said to leave immediately, Ding Muyan was embarrassed, "I still have some things to finish, I need some time... How about you sit down for a while? Do you need to charge your phone? I'll get you a charger? "

Xiao Jin's expression was like a stock that's crashing, there was an obvious decline from joy to contempt, his apple muscles collapsed instantly, and he squinted at Ding Muyan.

Ding Muyan coaxed Xiao Jin to sit on the sofa, and put the medical journal into his hand again, with a friendly smile: "Let's see, I'll be fine soon."

Ding Muyan's "soon" is calculated in hours, and when he finished his day's work, more than two hours passed.With guilt, Ding Muyan asked to drive, and Xiao Jin sat in the co-pilot logically.After driving for a while, Ding Muyan felt that something was wrong again. There were too many people who had been put down by him in the past. He said he was sorry and didn't care too much. Why did he feel guilty this time?

After dinner, they didn't go home directly, but first went to the old residential area where Ding Muyan rented.

The music on the radio was soft and melodious just right, Xiao Jin was sitting in the car waiting, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

This is what Ding Muyan said when he came out of the restaurant: Don’t rush home, I’m going to get two books from where I used to live.

"Where to live" and "home" are completely two concepts. At some point, Ding Muyan has changed his mind, and many things will inadvertently become taken for granted, and then become subconsciously deeply embedded in his mind.

Man is such a habitual animal that no one—regardless of status, status or character—can escape.

It is a very interesting thing to create a habit in a person with your own hands and watch him change a little because of himself, such as what is happening now.Xiao Jin is very enthusiastic about this, as if he is God and others are just puppets dancing in his palm.

Xiao Jin hummed softly along with the music, tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips, and looked at the lighted window above.

Ding Muyan has not been back here for a while. The red painted walls have been painted again, and the door has been washed clean. There are no traces of smearing. He has not arranged for someone to clean it. Who is it? It is conceivable to do.

Because there was no ventilation for a long time, the room smelled of dust. For a moment, Ding Muyan didn't want to stay here.

He has lived in this community for many years, and found this house not long after returning to China. It is close to the hospital and the rent is cheap. He was very satisfied until the accident.But now I don’t know what happened. I have a sense of distance from this house that I have lived in for many years. It seems that I only come back occasionally to pick up something. Even after entering the door, I feel a little strange.

Xiao Jin's face flashed in his mind, he knew very well why there was such a change, people live in groups, and after being with someone for a long time, they will naturally get close, and when they return to the environment alone, they will not adapt.

After finding the book he wanted, Ding Muyan hurried downstairs and saw Xiao Jin on the phone.He sat in the car, threw the book on the back seat, fastened his seat belt, and was about to start driving when he realized that something was wrong with Xiao Jin: "Why is your face so ugly?"

The screen of the mobile phone showed that the call was over. Xiao Jin's expression was serious but nervous. He had no time to answer and made a call, but no one answered for a long time, and the second call still did not get through.

"What happened?" Ding Muyan had never seen Xiao Jin so flustered.

Xiao Jin squeezed the phone hard, with a stern expression: "Shao Jun and Jiang Chen may be in trouble."

"What?" Ding Muyan was surprised by his word without beginning and end, but judging by his expression, he was definitely not joking.

"I'll take you home first, and then I'll deal with it."

"I'll go with you!" Ding Muyan said firmly, "Shao Jun is also my friend."

Xiao Jin thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "Okay."

He slammed on the accelerator, and the car flew out like an arrow, followed by a U-turn, and the tires rubbed against the ground, making a sharp sound.

"You try calling Shaojun." Xiao Jin said.

Ding Muyan immediately called Han Shaojun, but he still didn't get through: "No answer."

Xiao Jin's face was gloomy, he didn't say anything, and increased the speed of the car to the extreme.

Soon the car drove out of the city center and came to a villa complex. Ding Muyan remembered that Han Shaojun and Jiang Chen lived here.Xiao Jin left fingerprints in both houses, went in and walked around, but there was no one there.

Xiao Jin made another call, and this time he got through quickly. "Brother Yuan, I can't find Shao Jun and Jiang Chen."

Not knowing what was said on the other side, Xiao Jin listened silently, and then silently hung up the phone.

"Do you want to call the police?" Ding Muyan asked.

Xiao Jin shook his head and said lightly: "It's not necessary."

Ding Muyan knew that Han Shaojun's quarrel with others recently seemed to involve grievances and interests, but he didn't expect it to be so serious that he disappeared, and Xiao Jin's reaction made him feel that the matter was not that simple.

"Come and sit at my house first." Xiao Jin took Ding Muyan to another house not far away.

Ding Muyan was a little surprised that he also owns real estate here, and he really is a good brother who always lives together.

As soon as Xiao Jin entered the door, he started to make calls. From the people around Han Shaojun and Jiang Chen, he had no clue at first, but after a series of phone calls, he gradually figured out the two people's daily itinerary.

"Brother Yuan, I found out where they are at the end... How can I not be worried... Of course I believe you..."

When Ding Muyan came out of the kitchen, he saw Xiao Jin wearing only a single shirt, barefoot on the phone by the window.He put a bowl of porridge on the coffee table, then lifted a pair of cotton slippers and threw them on the ground: "I told you several times, don't step on the floor with bare feet, it won't be a problem if a person's head is cold and feet are hot. I I made some porridge, come over and drink some."

Xiao Jin put away the line, put on his slippers, sat down on the carpet, took a few sips from the bowl, although he wasn't hungry, but after eating the hot porridge, his stomach felt much better.

"Any news?" Ding Muyan asked.

"Not yet." Xiao Jin took a sip of porridge from time to time while looking up information on the computer.

Ding Muyan smiled wryly: "It's 12:30 now, a few days ago you were still saying that I only focus on work and don't sleep, don't you do the same now?"

Xiao Jin's tense face finally relaxed a little: "Yeah, Feng Shui turns around, now it's your turn to take care of me."

"Are they kidnapped? Who is so lawless?"

"The person who dares to do such nonsense is either a lunatic or a fool. I'm afraid he has both." Xiao Jin said with a sullen face, "The person who kidnapped Shaojun was involved in the underworld, and he is more afraid of encountering a lunatic than a villain. The behavior of a villain can be predicted, but No one knows what a madman can do."

"Are they... going to be okay?"

Xiao Jin sighed, he, who was always confident, had no idea: "It's hard to say..."