Klein bottle personality

Ding Muyan regretted it as soon as he went out, why was he so big-hearted that he left Xiao Jin at home alone?It's not because he's afraid of losing things, but because he's not familiar with Xiao Jin yet, yet he treats him like an old friend.Maybe it's because of the special things I experienced in the past two days.Yesterday I wanted to slap Xiao Jin in the face a few times, but today I ran out to buy dinner in the middle of the night, the change is really too fast.

After buying some food and returning home, as soon as he entered the house, he saw Xiao Jin standing in front of the bookshelf.

"What are you looking at?" Ding Muyan put the food on the table.

"A wonderful book." Xiao Jin sideways wrote, "I never realized that the human body is so beautiful."

On the unfolded book is a heart atlas in the style of the Sistine Chapel. The realistic heart is surrounded by red arteries and blue veins, as if it will start beating in the next second.

He turned a page, and a piece of yellowed paper slipped out of the page, on which a map of a heart was traced with colored pencils.

"You drew this?" Xiao Jin exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to be able to draw, it's so beautiful."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to eat after watching too much?"

"The perfect combination of medicine and art. Would you be afraid, when you were studying medicine."

Ding Muyan cleaned up the debris on the table and opened the lunch boxes one by one. He recalled his childhood feeling helpless: "About when I was three or four years old, my dad gave me a gift, which was an empty plastic human body and a Stacking internal organ models, you can stuff the internal organs into the body to form a complete human body. My dad told me that this is building blocks, and I believed it. Later in the kindergarten, the children said that we should build building blocks together. I said yes, and was called A bunch of square blocks got confused."

Thinking of the little baby Ding Muyan being so easy to deceive, the corners of Xiao Jin's mouth rose unconsciously: "Then what about the autopsy? Do we have to move the corpse or something?"

"I skipped several grades when I was studying, and I was many years younger than my classmates when I was in college. It was not my turn to carry the general teacher."

Xiao Jin could almost imagine the little Ding Muyan huddled in the crowd, his curious eyes wide open. "Are you really not afraid?"

"What is there to be afraid of a dead person? He can't move or speak. He just lies down obediently. No matter what you do to him, he can't resist. If the dead person is conscious, it should be because the dead are afraid of the living."

It was the first time Xiao Jin heard someone use "good" to describe a corpse, but it seemed very reasonable.

"Living people are scary." Ding Muyan said seriously, "You don't know what he's thinking, whether he's telling the truth or a lie, and whether he's pulling out a knife or flowers from behind. Dealing with living people Much more trouble than dealing with dead people."

Xiao Jin always felt that his words meant something, and couldn't help but be overwhelmed by his words: "Dr. Ding always makes me feel refreshed."

"Let's eat, aren't you hungry?"

Ding Muyan bought some home-cooked vegetables, some skewers and a few cans of beer.

"I thought you doctors wouldn't eat such unhealthy food." Xiao Jin first opened a can and took a sip, then picked up a skewer and took a bite, "Mmm! It tastes good!"

"Then what should I eat? Daily porridge and vitamins?"

"Come on!" Xiao Jin held up the beer can, "Although you claimed to invite me to dinner, but ended up with a casual meal, I still want to clink glasses with you."

Ding Muyan couldn't help but smile: "It's just to fill your stomach."

"So there is a next time? I don't want to eat any big meals, just try your handicraft."

"How did you know that I can cook?" Ding Muyan was suspicious. He hadn't been in the kitchen for many years. The kitchen was as clean as if it had just been renovated, and the refrigerator was empty. Han Shaojun only recently came to stay for one night. One breakfast, and there was no trace of a single man cooking in his house.

"Shao Jun said."

"Shao Jun will tell you about this?"

The atmosphere became a little weird, and Ding Muyan was so persistent that he broke the casserole and asked the end. Although he couldn't explain why, his sixth sense told him that something was wrong.

Xiao Jin took another sip of beer and said lazily, "Huh? Could it be that Shaojun lied to me?"

On the contrary, his carelessness made Ding Muyan's paranoia suddenly, as if he was doubting something completely unnecessary.

"That's right, Shaojun knows my cooking best. When I live with him, I cook."

When he said the word "most", Xiao Jin's eyebrows moved, and when he finished speaking, Xiao Jin put down the beer can in his hand: "Have you ever lived with Shao Jun?"

"It's a year younger. At that time, my life abroad changed a little and I had no place to live. It was Shao Jun who took me in."

Xiao Jin took a piece of dried shredded silk and chewed it, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Shaojun really treats his friends well."

Ding Muyan said coldly, "He is so kind to people, that's why some selfish people take it for granted."

Xiao Jin smiled and said, "Are you talking about Jiang Chen?"

"Otherwise? Which one of Shao Jun's crimes is not related to Jiang Chen?"

"Do you feel sorry for Shao Jun?"

"It's not so much distressing, it's better to say that you hate iron and steel." Ding Muyan looked indifferent, "The reason why people suffer is that they pursue the wrong things. If you don't worry about yourself, others will never be able to worry about you. Because You can't let go of your own heart."

Xiao Jin took a deep look at Ding Muyan: "It's too arbitrary for you to assert now that the thing Shao Jun is chasing is wrong. This feeling is like a small sapling, which will slowly sprout and take root as soon as he is sensible. His thoughts. No matter how independent the spirit is, the feelings are always looking for a kind of attachment and a kind of destination."

Ding Muyan met Xiao Jin's gaze in surprise. He quoted a sentence from "The Ordinary World", but he never expected that Xiao Jin would blurt out a sentence that also came from this book in response.The heartstrings are gently plucked, and what could be more surprising than throwing a stalk, and the other party can catch it and return it?

The tense atmosphere just now because of the relationship with a mutual friend suddenly eased, Ding Muyan smiled and shook his head: "You bastard..."

Xiao Jin also smiled, the connection between souls is so wonderful, as if there is a secret that only each other knows, no matter how far the relationship is, the relationship can be drawn closer in an instant.

"Actually, I'm also very strange. This problem has troubled me for many years." Xiao Jin joked, "We are brothers who grew up together. Why does Han Shaojun like Jiang Chen and not me? But then I figured it out, they are fools , I can’t play with them, smart people have to play with smart people.”

When Xiao Jin said this, he stared straight at Ding Muyan, which made Ding Muyan a little uncomfortable: "Do you think you are better than Jiang Chen?"

"At least I'm more handsome than him, right?"

"You feel too good about yourself." Ding Muyan despised.

Xiao Jin asked: "Isn't it?"

Ding Muyan looked Xiao Jin up and down seriously, "Your eyes are better than his."

Xiao Jin blinked a pair of phoenix eyes with a little light, he was conceited that he had outstanding appearance, and he said in disbelief, "Is it only eyes?"

"Eat yours." Ding Muyan picked up a bunch of chicken hearts and stuffed them into his mouth.

Xiao Jin bit off a chicken heart: "Are you shy?"

Ding Muyan understood that he must not give this person a good look: "For me, no matter whether you are handsome or ugly, you have the same brain when you open it."

"Of course it's different!" Xiao Jin nodded his temples, and said with his characteristic sexy voice, "My place is unique."

Ding Muyan snorted disdainfully, and stuffed another bunch of Flammulina velutipes into his mouth.

Xiao Jin is not picky, he will eat whatever Ding Muyan gives him: "Speaking of which, from your point of view, what are the chances of breaking up with a straight man?"

"Impossible!" Ding Muyan said without hesitation, "Unless that person is gay or double."

"So sure?" Xiao Jin frowned, "It is said that people's hearts are fleshy, and if you treat someone well, the other person will always be soft-hearted or something."

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense? It's so unlike you! Is soft-heartedness and love the same thing?"

It's not that Xiao Jin really believes in nonsense, it's just that it involves close friends, so he is unavoidably biased: "I believe that the charm of an excellent person has nothing to do with gender."

"Shaojun is very good, he deserves better."

"I hear you mean that you have a big opinion on Jiang Chen? What is better?" Xiao Jin paused, "For example you?"

Ding Muyan frowned: "What do you want to ask?"

"Just ask, what are you nervous about?" Xiao Jin smiled playfully, "I'm just curious, since you like men and Shao Jun is so good, why are you not together?"

Ding Muyan didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Xiao Jin quietly, his gaze under the lens was a bit cold, he couldn't read the deep content from Xiao Jin's expression, as if a solid barrier stood in front of him.

"Do you understand love?" Ding Muyan asked a philosophical question, just like an authority forcing others to submit with overwhelming deterrence, and everyone can only submit to him under his control.

But Xiao Jin was different, with a slight smile, he dispelled his strength invisible: "You are avoiding my question."

Looking at each other for a long time, neither of the two could have the upper hand in their words, and the two sides of the scale swayed slightly, always maintaining a delicate balance.

"Shao Jun is not my type, it's as simple as that." Ding Muyan said.

"Oh? Then what type do you like?"

Ding Muyan picked up the beer and took a sip unhurriedly: "I like to be able to listen to my words and lie quietly, and let me be at my mercy."

Xiao Jin laughed again, like a fox, leisurely hiding its tail.

It was already late at night when he left Ding Muyan's house, and Xiao Jin walked out of the dark neighborhood by the moonlight.There were few cars on the street, and he walked several streets before he could get a taxi.

He got into the car, leaned lazily on the back of the seat, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello? What's the matter?" The voice on the phone was a little nervous.

Xiao Jin rubbed his eyebrows: "It's okay, don't panic."

After a few seconds of silence, the voice on the phone immediately became impatient: "Xiao Jin! Did you take the wrong medicine? Do you know what time it is! Call me suddenly and I thought something happened to you!"

The more irritable the other party was, the more Xiao Jin found it funny: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that your guess may be right."

"What guess? I don't understand."

"You don't need to understand, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Jin laughed so hard that he lay down on the seat, imagining that the other party was in a daze first, and then yelled at him.

The words of that letter poured into my mind like a trickle of water, and the smile disappeared and turned into a warm arc on the lips, which made people shudder.

It was a love poem that was not sent out, expressing love and longing.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep...

Life is so much fun!