Neverland

Xu Muzhou, the client, was entrusted with a stroke of genius, and Dr. Yan's fixed wage deductions turned into writing examinations.

Given that Xu Muzhou is a fully capable person with clear logic and clear common sense, the old director stuttered for a long time without saying "no".

Relying on the fact that no matter how much nonsense Yan Cen babbled, the little fox would not refute it, so he blocked this "violation" for Yan Cen, and dutifully defended Yan Cen.

In the eyes of the old dean, his appearance was like convincing evidence for the words "had a leg".

"...Then, that should also be supplemented with the application." The old dean said out of breath: "But since it is the patient's voluntary will, and Dr. Yan is on vacation after being transferred, there will be no additional punishment, and he will submit a thousand-word examination. Come up and file."

After announcing the punishment measures stiffly, the old dean didn't even look at the two of them again, and drifted away like garlic on his feet.

Zhang Yi cupped his hands at Yan Cen with admiration on his face, and slipped away with him.

The elevator that had not been operated for a long time closed again, and when the elevator door was closed halfway, it sensed Xu Muzhou's body and opened again. This went on and on two or three times, until the elevator issued an alarm sound, Xu Muzhou was relieved Come on, hurriedly took a step forward, leaving the sensing area.

The elevator doors closed again and descended to the first floor without stopping.

There is a small corridor and two load-bearing walls between the elevator room and the ward, like two completely different worlds, so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing can be heard.

It wasn't until only Xu Muzhou and Yan Cen were left in the elevator that the little fox realized that he had just found some earth-shattering reason.

The embarrassment of being hugged and comforted just now hasn't passed yet, and now he is still adding fire to the firewood pile, Xu Muzhou hides his face, feeling that he has lost all his face.

Yan Cen was rarely shocked by the little fox, and his mind was idling for a long time, only feeling blank, and he forgot everything he wanted to say just now.

Xu Muzhou rubbed his face, didn't turn his head to look at Yan Cen's expression, straightened his collar calmly, stepped out of the elevator room first, and walked to the ward.

He looked very natural, as if the shocking "doctor-patient love" statement just now was not made by him-if he didn't have the same hands and feet.

Looking at the stiff back of the little fox, Yan Cen burst out laughing, coughed dryly, and followed closely behind.

Xu Muzhou had just changed his clothes when he entered the door, and before he could sit down and take a breath, Yan Cen followed him in.

Xu Muzhou looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing here during working hours?"

"I'm off work today." Yan Cen threw the stack of letter papers he brought from the office just now into Xu Muzhou's arms: "Didn't the dean say, a thousand-word check."

"Your inspection!" The little fox furiously said, "You write it yourself."

"I've never written an inspection." Yan Cen teased, "'boyfriend', please help."

Xu Muzhou: "..."

What does it mean to dig a hole and jump by yourself, the little fox thought while grinding his teeth, this is it.

"It's reasonable, you should thank me." Xu Muzhou sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up the water-based pen that fell on the edge of the bed, and tried to reason with Dr. Yan: "After Yan Chenghong is fired, this timeline will definitely be affected. You What are you going to do then?"

"Yan Chenghong will not be fired." Yan Cen said.

"How do you know." Xu Muzhou rolled his eyes at him, and complained angrily, "Is this also within your calculation, boss."

"I forgot to tell you." Yan Cen leaned against the window with folded arms, paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "The dean is also named Yan."

Xu Muzhou: "..."

The little fox looked as if struck by lightning, pointed to Yan Cen in disbelief, then pointed to the door, and asked in a trembling voice: "—His father?"

"It's the second uncle." Yan Cen corrected, he pondered solemnly for a moment, and then said: "So, I think coming out of the closet will affect Dr. Yan's life trajectory more than deducting wages to write an examination."

Xu Muzhou opened his mouth, only three words remained in his mind - the game is over.

Yan Cen admired Xu Muzhou's rare expression of embarrassment for a long time with great interest, and then mercifully stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him.

"Come back to your senses." Yan Cen said: "For such a trivial matter, Neverland will do follow-up processing, so you don't have to worry. But it can be solved by paying wages, but now you can't escape to do amnestic processing."

Yan Cen couldn't hold back as he spoke, and the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed, and he comforted him very casually: "It's okay, Neverland is very skilled in this technique, you have to come here once after work is over, it's safe No pain and no side effects."

"Thank you." Xu Muzhou operated fiercely like a tiger, and finally gave himself a thousand-word check, and said unrepentantly, "It's really a very useful comfort."

In the end, Yan Cen coaxed and tricked the thousand-word self-criticism onto Xu Muzhou's head. Xu Muzhou bit his pen and held Yan Cen's phone angrily. He found a few self-criticism templates and put them together I wrote a thousand words.

During this period, Yan Cen found out with conscience and helped to copy more than 500 words.

Although Xu Muzhou was a bit thin-skinned, he was not a very hypocritical person, so he would be done after being awkward for a while, and he had already forgotten about it by the time of dinner.

In order to see Ji Yun, Yan Cen didn't leave today, and stayed in Xu Muzhou's ward for most of the day looking at the photo he brought, just waiting for the night to fall.

Probably because he felt that the task was coming to an end, and Xu Muzhou was too energetic to fall asleep. After checking the room in the evening, Yan Cen removed the aroma spray on the bedside for him, and waited quietly for midnight.

The lights in the open ward were turned off at ten o'clock, and the footsteps of the nurses in the corridor did not stop until 10:30. Xu Muzhou sat neatly on the edge of the bed, and exchanged a glance with Yan Cen.

"Wait until twelve o'clock." Xu Muzhou leaned on the wall and said softly, "If there is still no movement next door, we will go directly there."

Yan Cen nodded and agreed to the proposal.

However, just after eleven o'clock, Xu Muzhou felt a very slight vibration coming from the wall under his hand. This time Xu Muzhou was awake and almost immediately caught the movement next door.

Seeing his expression change, Yan Cen stood up from the sofa and walked to the next door.Xu Muzhou followed closely behind him, and when he pushed open the door of Ji Yun's room, the other party was still curled up in the corner, exactly the same posture as the night before.

Xu Muzhou stood behind Yan Cen, most of his sight was blocked, and he could only see Ji Yun's crooked back—the same posture, the same environment, the darkness would breed many unnecessary emotions, Xu Muzhou looked at Ji Yun , Suddenly there is an illusion of time and space overlapping.

The difference from the previous night was that Ji Yun turned her head to look at the two of them, and then straightened up. She patted the dust on her nightgown, then fell silently, and stood up staggeringly.

"I remember you." Ji Yun said hoarsely to Xu Muzhou.

Xu Muzhou was taken aback.

"You are here to commemorate it." Ji Yun said.

Xu Muzhou never thought that it would be such an opening remark. The words he had prepared in advance are useless now, and he can only catch the words by instinct, so as not to give Ji Yun the absolute upper hand in this conversation.

"You know she's here?" Xu Muzhou stared into her eyes, and took a step forward: "Then do you know she's dead?"

Xu Muzhou's articulation was very firm, it was a very oppressive offensive posture, but Ji Yun's eyes were still like a pool of stagnant water, she looked at Xu Muzhou, her eyes were empty, there was nothing.

"You know, why do I know where you guys are from?" Ji Yun said.

She stretched out her hands to gather the loose long hair behind her head, and the sleeves of her nightgown slid down, revealing the half-healed hideous wound on her forearm.

"Because you, like Memorial, came from 'another world'." Ji Yun's eyes passed Xu Muzhou and landed on Yan Cen: "I can feel it."

I don't know if it was Xu Muzhou's illusion, but he always felt that the corners of Ji Yun's lips curved slightly, as if he was smiling.

"Since you know everything, you should understand that she is no longer here." Xu Muzhou tried to persuade her: "No matter how much you regret or miss her, her destination is no longer here."

"Mr. Xu, right." Ji Yun took two steps towards him with bare feet: "Do you know what it feels like to die?"

Xu Muzhou frowned, Ji Yun's mental state was obviously tense, and the word danger radiated from his whole body, but he gritted his teeth and refused to back down.

"Rotten, empty." Xu Muzhou said: "Like a big fire starting a prairie fire, the embers of plants and trees scattered in the wind, empty, nothing - just like the scene in your eyes now."

Ji Yun walked to a place two steps away from Xu Muzhou and stood there. This distance was close enough that Xu Muzhou could see something beyond the void from her eyes.

There was a light in those eyes that were very similar to Memorial.

"No." Ji Yun said, "It's 'lost'."

"There's nothing terrible about death itself." Ji Yun said: "What's terrible is the subsequent loss—the eternal loss."

Ji Yun's voice was very soft, but Xu Muzhou felt a surge of sadness.

It seems that no matter what, as long as the word "forever" is added in front of it, it will instantly become as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"You don't feel anything on the first day, but the moment you wake up the next day, you will suddenly find that this person is no longer in your life, and all the living habits born because of her will change accordingly. "Ji Yun said: "Until the third day, the fourth day... After a month, you think you are used to it, but in fact it is far from it."

"A person is alive, even if she has no name or identity, as long as she has lived, there will be traces." Ji Yun took a deep breath, her voice trembled undetectably, and she stared at Xu Muzhou stubbornly , Said word by word: "I have a memory, even if I turn around, raise my hand, and breathe, I can still recall the picture of her still by my side."

"These memories come in bits and pieces, like an instinct." The smile on the corners of Ji Yun's lips became more obvious, and her eyes were already glistening. She stumbled back a step and said, "Pain will be hidden in every tiny detail." In the corner of the house, all the details are telling you all the time - she will never come back."

"—I've lost her forever."