The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

February 2009, 02 rainy and cloudy

I was thrown the coldest ice in the world

I have also been exposed to the warmest rain in the world

Since Yanhe left that morning, Beilu hadn't seen him for a few days.

Specifically, he hasn't come back for a few days.

Before he left, he ordered a refrigerator of fresh vegetables.He said that he wanted to sever friendship with Xu Laien and never communicate with each other until death.

Beilu also listened, they both cut their robes for countless times.

In a few days, the game paired up, and nothing happened.

Before he left, he told Bei Lu repeatedly that he should not clean up the house, and that the housekeeper would come to clean it regularly.

He cooks the dishes in the refrigerator if he wants to, and orders takeaway if he doesn't want to. He is afraid that Hokuriku doesn't know the address, so he helped him set the address and found out that he doesn't even have a takeaway app.

It's not like the youth of the new century.

There are also major news apps on the mobile phone.

Not a single boring way to pass the time.

At best, it is estimated that it can be entertained by the sports health that comes with the system.

He took his mobile phone and swore that when he came back when he was free, he would change it to a mobile phone with the most powerful functions and download all major entertainment apps for him to see if he used it.

Finally, when I handed the phone to Hokuriku, I said slowly, "My phone number has already been stored for you. Although I know you have a good memory, the phone address book never saves people's names, only in your mind."

The latter sentence seemed to have been brewing for a long time.

"But I'm still afraid that you will forget, so I saved it for you without authorization."

"Yes." Hokuriku just answered him silently.

Holding the phone, Beilu looked at the string of familiar numbers that had been buried in his heart forever.

Slowly with the screen dimmed.

Turns out he never changed.

It turned out that all the numbers he couldn't help but want to dial out all those years could find him.

It's just that I stubbornly thought that everything was broken.

In fact, it is nothing but self-deception.

It's just hopeless.

Tianxia has a heart, and he will do it for him!

Yan He finished putting on his shoes at the entrance, as if he remembered something again.

"The last time I added you on WeChat while you were not paying attention, didn't you notice!?"

"I usually don't read it. If there are important matters, just call."

Hokuriku is really not used very much. Like QQ, he rarely goes online.

He still prefers the most direct method before.

The phone speaks more clearly.

Yan He really wanted to yell, he changed his WeChat name to his real name on purpose two days ago, he also changed his avatar into an ugly dog-like photo, and he even checks in his Moments every day. look.

What a waste of affection!

Yanhe has been in the isolation ward this week, and his mobile phone is basically locked in the cabinet.

It can only be taken out after get off work or when solving problems in the middle.

Two days ago, Yan He didn't carry his phone with him, as if something was missing.

He was always afraid that Beilu would not be able to find him.But, whenever you turn on your phone, none of the messages that pop up are from Hokuriku.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

On the third day, when he was having lunch at noon, he took the initiative to send a message to Beilu.

And it's old-fashioned information. -have you eaten?

There was no movement for a long time until he went to the ward to use his mobile phone after eating.

Finally, there was a "ding" sound, and I quickly picked it up, only to find that it was still a spam text message.

If you change hands, you will be blacklisted and added to the blacklist.

When he got off work at night, he turned on his phone again, only to find that Hokuriku only replied him with a "hmm".

Not a single punctuation mark.

After Yan He took a shower in the duty room, he reported his recent itinerary to his mother, Ms. Zhao, and was concerned about Yan Nian's situation.

Putting down the phone, staring at the dark window in the duty room with a little gap, after a while of contemplation, he sent another message to him.

Another corny message - for what?

As if he knew that Hokuriku would not get back to him right away, he put the phone in his pocket after sending it.

Go to the front of the ward.

I want to pass the time to distract my mind.

He was still afraid of losing himself.

But the more he didn't think about anything, the more his mind rushed to that place.

In the noisy environment of the ward, the sound of push messages from the broken mobile phone in his pocket was clear.

As soon as they walked to the nurse's station, they saw a group of nurses who were on duty all night exclaiming.

"Wow! There's a long queue for this soft bag!" Sun Xinlu hurriedly took one.

"Give me one." Another little girl next to her also rushed forward.

"All of them, all of them!" said the girl with extraordinary temperament in the middle of the siege.

"Sheng Feiran!?" Yan He was astonished.

"How will you be here."

Sheng Feiran's slightly curly black hair fell on her shoulders, and hearing Yan He's voice, she slowly turned her head.

Yan Ran smiled.

"Hey! Isn't this our handsome Doctor Xiaoyan? He's so dedicated and still here so late?"

"You don't know what virtue I have?" Yan He put one hand in his pocket, walked to the nurse's station, glanced at her, and the other nurses scattered with their things.

Only Sun Xinlu was left in charge.

"We have an old dean who lives here, who happens to know both my parents, so I accompanied them over here to have a look." Her voice was still gentle and soft, ignoring the familiarity and alienation in Yan He's words.

Anyway, she's already used to it.

Just not reconciled.

She always thought that they went to the same university and there was always a chance.

But I didn't expect that he would flirt with many beautiful girls in school, but he was polite to her alone, never overstepping.

He had had a few girlfriends in the past, but most of them didn't last long.

She thought that she might be special in his heart, so she was glad that he might not care about them at all.

She's seen him working hard.

Because at that time he laughed, the corners of his eyes were raised, his black pupils were like obsidian, and even the Milky Way was as bright as day.

Once, Hokuriku accidentally put a picture of Yanhe sleeping in his homework book by mistake.

There is such a sentence written next to it.

At that time, she didn't understand, and she still felt that Hokuriku deserved to be Hokuriku, and the description was so appropriate.

She didn't know that what she was spying on was another person, and she couldn't show others' thoughts.

When she kindly returned the painting to Hokuriku, there was no expression on Hokuriku's cold face, but the knuckle fingers holding the paper were all white.

Until the night of the final exam after the college entrance examination, everyone went crazy.

They sang at KTV until midnight, and some of them were so drunk that they passed out, including Yan He.

When she came back from going to the toilet halfway, through the heavy door of the KTV, she saw the slightly drunk Bei Lu's kiss on Yan He's forehead.

In an instant, her whole body turned pale with shock, and she grabbed Xu Lai who was accompanying her.

Holding his arm, he said in a trembling voice, take me home.

Since then, the life trajectories of several of them have deviated.

Never go back to the original point.

Even the origin she always thought of was always her own origin.

After Yan He graduated from school, she forced herself to forget, but years ago when she was waiting for someone at the station, she saw Yan He driving his father to the station.

The moment he got out of the car.

She knew that there were some people she couldn't forget.

Yan He's clean smile is probably the purest thing in the world.

The slender and tall figure he got out of the car was surrounded by the sun, overlapping with the energetic figure on the basketball court in his memory.

In the evening, my parents said they were going to visit the patient. She had other things to do, but I heard that she was in Yanhe's department.She still came.

Unexpectedly, I actually met him.

It was still the familiar but distant Yan He.

Nothing has changed.

"I heard that our Dr. Xiaoyan's charm is still the same as before. Many little girls chased him to the hospital." Sheng Feiran smiled.

"That's right, am I still single?" Yan He leaned against the nurse's station and reached out to ask Sun Xinlu for the general situation of today's critically ill patients.

"Oh, our doctor Xiaoyan is a legend in the hospital. When he first came to the outpatient clinic, many girls even queued up to see him with dysmenorrhea." Sun Xinlu then exposed Yanhe.

Just as Yan He was about to talk about her, the phone in his pocket rang.

Originally, he was holding the serious patient status sheet in one hand, and fumbled for the phone in his pocket with the other.

It was hard to touch it, and it looked like an old antique.

Old Antique is his nickname for Hokuriku.

He immediately raised his eyes scanning the documents, subconsciously glanced at Sheng Feiran, and then interrupted Sun Xinlu.

"As long as you talk a lot, I will write an autobiography in the future and ask you to come and give me rich content."

Sun Xinlu obediently closed her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and shrank her head behind the nurse's station.

"Hello! Why did you suddenly think of calling me?" Yan He answered the phone with a much gentler voice than before.

Sheng Feiran looked as if at that moment, all the stars that had been hiding all night lived in his eyes.

"Is it raining?" Yan He suddenly turned his head to look at Sheng Feiran, as if seeking confirmation.

He looked at her like that before the tenderness in his eyes could change.

She knew it wasn't directed at her.

She nodded distressedly.

He left without looking back.

Yan He's voice continued to sound behind him, but it seemed that it had nothing to do with her anymore.

"When it's raining, close the windows and turn on the headlights in the living room at night."

......

Hokuriku had been standing in front of the French windows for a long time.From drizzle all the way to raindrops crackling on the glass.

He didn't even move.

"Yanhe! It's raining!" Beilu didn't know why he called.

After dialing the phone, he only said such an ordinary sentence.

In those years, Hokuriku never said a lot.

There is probably only one voice in his heart, Yanhe, I like you, but you don't know.

In the end, when he hung up Yanhe's phone, he could only make up.

Never said anything else.

Hokuriku likes gloomy days, so there are more people who are depressed.If it rains outside, as long as the rain is not too heavy, he doesn't like to hold an umbrella.

The first semester of high school has just started.

Once when Yan He saw that he didn't even hold an umbrella on a rainy day, he trotted a few steps to keep up with him, held an umbrella for him, and hugged his shoulders. Bei Lu froze for a moment, and then relaxed.

Going to the classroom, Hokuriku found that most of Yanhe's shoulders were wet, but he wasn't that wet.

Since then, he loves rainy days even more.

And the boy who would hold an umbrella for him.