The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On April 2019, 04, the weather was sunny and shaded

day and night

another day

heavy dream

also grew wings

learn to fly infinitely

Yanhe worked two night shifts in a row.

No matter how handsome his face was, he couldn't bear such a toss. He looked at the mirror in the duty room, but he looked back and forth vigorously.

Why did the lines at the corner of the eyes add another line, and why did the dark circles under the eyes become heavier again.

Hey!

Brother Ke came to the duty room to change clothes early in the morning, and saw Yan He's bitter and bitter look.

Alas and sigh.

While changing his work clothes, he asked puzzledly, "We Xiaoyan doctors are so unconfident, how can we live like this?"

Yan He rubbed his face vigorously, then pinched his own cheek.

Let yourself be a little clearer.

"Time makes people old!"

The voice was so weird that it made the senior brother want to laugh early in the morning.

He stretched his young white hair under Yanhe's big eyeballs, "Can you see me and feel sorry for me?"

Yan He pushed him away, "Fuck you. It doesn't matter if you are ten years older."

Brother Ke smiled and put on the white coat.

"As long as you can't say anything good, how can you leave the single organization?"

"I don't want to tell you!" Yan He didn't even look at him, but just gave him a flying eye.

Seeing his complacency, Senior Brother Ke intentionally hurt him, "Hide it every day, don't accidentally run away!?"

Before Yan He could start cursing, the senior brother opened the door and went out.

Sure enough, Yan He's extremely loud and high-pitched voice was extremely clear across the door of the duty room.

"It's your fault that you can't find someone!"

Sun Xinlu just came out of the duty room next door, and when she passed the door, she almost jumped up in fright.

What a frenzy this morning! ?

Brother Ke made a helpless gesture to the innocent Sun Xinlu, and then pointed to the door.

Turn around and leave.

After a while, Yan He also came out, looking so handsome.

Dressed in white.

Looking at the entire hospital, it is estimated that there are not many You Yanhe who look good in this dress.

He still has the surgical gown that he went to the emergency room at night and didn't have time to change out.

The green clothes matched with the white, just right to show his fortitude.

The tiredness in those eyes could not cover up the brilliance on his body.

Such a gentleman, if he is not scumbag, will be very pleasant to watch at work.

Originally, in this busy and high-pressure environment, with such beautiful and delicious food, one should wait till death.

What a pity!

"Why are you in a daze? Hurry up and leave, the director will scold you for being late!" When Yan He passed by Sun Xinlu, the smell of fresh shampoo was still left on his hair that he washed in the morning.

Sun Xinlu glanced at the back of his head, pouted, and shook her head.

"I went to the emergency department again last night!" She followed Yan He's long legs with small steps.

"Don't ask, I went to the emergency room in the middle of the night. A patient was injured in a car accident, with flail chest and severe lung contusion." Yan He slowed down and sighed slightly, "I didn't have a bed last night, so I put it in your group."

Then he gave Sun Xinlu a very helpless expression.

Sun Xinlu was like a bolt from the blue, she followed Yan He's footsteps into the office bitterly.

I didn't forget to kick him in the calf.

Yan He was suddenly kicked by her, quickly supported the table, and moved to the edge of the window in a pretentious manner.

He was afraid that the director would single him out again to speak out.

The director of their department has a well-known black face in the whole hospital. His face is really smelly and long, and he looks like this everywhere he goes.

One morning, the average age of the room was thirty plus, and he scolded him.

The young man who was talking to Group Yanhe yesterday, according to the handover items Yanhe explained, he obediently stumbled through the handover.

The director's loud voice resounded throughout the office, and even the red pennant on the wall was almost distorted by him.

"Did you read this voice to yourself?" The director said while pointing to other people, "Can you hear it clearly?"

Others nodded no, no no no, they only dared to stare at their toes.

Everyone was silent.

The phone in Yan He's pocket rang untimely, and he frantically pressed the mute button.

"Yanhe! Stand in front of me!"

Yan He immediately changed his sad face, "I'm sorry! I've been busy all night and forgot."

He was indeed busy all night, and he didn't even have time to return to Beilu information at night.

"Busy! It's because your basic skills are not solid. I have already applied for the place for advanced studies in the second half of the year. There is no room for negotiation! I will accept you! If anyone dares to replace you, then don't treat me in this department when you come back."

The director blocked his way out, Yanhe wanted to cry but had no tears.

The senior brother could only give him a comforting look.

After the morning meeting ended, it is no exaggeration to say that Yan He's expression was ashamed.

"Don't go to the director, or I'm afraid you'll stay for six months." Senior Brother Ke patted him on the shoulder.

Yan He's heart was really pierced, and anyone who gave him a sympathetic look at this moment felt like it was leaking.

He drove out of the hospital building, and seeing that it was still early, he turned in the same direction and drove towards the Military University.

Hokuriku has class this morning, and it is estimated that the get out of class will not end until 11:30.

Yan He parked the car at the innermost part of the main road, under a camphor tree.

That shadow just blocked some of the sunlight.

He made the car seat as flat as possible and rolled up all the windows, leaving a slight gap in the sunroof.

He found a more comfortable position and lay down, covering his body with the coat he snatched from Hokuriku.

There is also a faint fresh smell on it, just like the smell on Hokuriku's body.

Refreshing.

It always soothes the hairiness in his heart.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep, and the sound of people coming and going didn't wake him up.

Only the ringing of the school building's regular get out of class dismissal bell occasionally irritated his eardrums.

In Hokuriku's class this morning, a teacher at the School of Basic Medicine fell ill recently, and Hokuriku took part in his class.

Immediately, his workload doubled as before, and he could only save a lot of content that he usually needs to watch regularly until evening.

He packed up his things and waited for the crowd to disperse before slowly coming down from the teaching building.

It's almost May and the sun is getting hotter. I haven't felt it in the teaching building, but I can clearly feel it when I walk under the sun.

Just look at the shadow on the ground, it has become much smaller.

He looked up at the sky, and the sun pierced his eyes for a moment of blackness.

He walked around the shade of the path towards the cafeteria, and occasionally students passed behind him on the way.

Hokuriku is not in a hurry.

He watched them run fast, and Yan He's rushing after class came to mind.

I am afraid that the food in the cafeteria will be snatched by others.

He thought that Yan He must run ahead of them, and most people with his strides would not be able to catch up.

Often the beads of sweat flowed down the mandible, and he would wipe it off with his hand, and then rub it on his body.

So his clothes always smelled of sweat, a smell that belonged to Yanhe himself.

Beilu was coming around from the path, and not far away, he saw Yanhe's car parked aside, and the shadow of the camphor tree had shifted to the front of the car.

The white car body is shiny when it is illuminated by the sun.

Hokuriku slowly approached.

Inside the small body lay a tall man of 1.8 meters.

He stayed up for a long time at night, sleeping deeply, with no place to put his leg, so he could only curl up there.

His face was covered with a coat, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he must be extremely tired.

The eyes that were always rolling around were glued together heavily, leaving only the eyelashes trembling with the breathing.

That head has been hanging on one side, and it can feel terribly heavy under the clothes.

Hanging around that neck all the time.

Hokuriku's heart softened, his nose slightly sour.This sunshine, like him, scorched his heart.

He couldn't bear to bother him.

Just standing not far from the front of the car, staring at him blankly.

Those slender eyes are full of clear and bright feelings.

Occasionally, leaves would fall by his feet, and he couldn't bear to disturb this moment of tranquility.

Yan He's head was hanging down for too long, he shook it, and the coat slipped off.

He opened his eyes halfway, and the tall and upright figure of Hokuriku came into his sight.

He woke up immediately, and drove down quickly. After being sleepy in the car for a long time, his feet were numb.

When getting out of the car, he accidentally bumped into the car door, and he grinned because of the pain in his knee.

He didn't care about rubbing, and limped and jumped towards Hokuriku.

The coat on Gai's body also fell on the curb beside the car.

Hokuriku reached out to support him, bent slightly and rubbed his knee lightly.

"Why don't you slow down?" Beilu stood there looking at him for a long time, wanting to say a lot to him.

For example, why don't you go back to bed after get off work?

Another example, did you sleep in the car without seams?

Another example, have you had breakfast after get off work?

and many more……

But when Yan He limped towards him, it all turned into this distressing sentence.

"I'm sleepy." Yanhe also felt the pain in his knees at this time, but Beilu's thin palm was covering it, and the pain didn't hurt so much. Instead, he smiled and said, "It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh. The pain is just small bumps, I get used to it.”

Beilu took two steps over, picked up the clothes on the ground, shook the dust and walked back.

Put the clothes on Yan He.

"It hurts in my heart." Bei Lu's tone was full of distress.

Not only did he feel sorry for the little bumps and bumps he was used to.

I feel even more distressed that he will never make up for the sleep.

And unrestrained youth.

He knew that if Yanhe really didn't like this job, he would have given up on it long ago according to his temperament.

He must have felt in his heart that the white dress was not just a coat.

More is the responsibility and responsibility it gives.

Even if he himself is not used to seeing life and death, he also imitates countless predecessors and wants to compete with the god of death.

The original dream in his heart was to become the most envied person in Hokuriku.

Already plugged in the wings to fly endlessly.

It was rare for Yanhe to hear such straightforward words from Beilu's mouth, and the haze that had piled up between his brows all morning was swept away.

"I'm hungry! As a family member this time, will I be able to eat the braised pork in the teacher's cafeteria!" Yan He put on his coat and revived with blood.

"En!" Hokuriku just answered him silently, but the tone was very light.

The two walked slowly on the avenue one in front and one behind.

Yan He followed behind him, staring at his back.

I can't seem to get enough of it.

He would think of Hokuriku, whether he always stared at him like this.

Until the sky is desolate and the earth is old!