gloves

【forty】

"Mr. Li, please sit down, Chu Jie, you don't have to be polite. At Dong's house, you can do whatever you want." Dong Hao warmly greeted the visitors, and while taking out the good wine from his collection, he urged his wife in the kitchen to make her move Hurry up, I don't know why, she has not done things as quickly as before in the past two days.Dong Hao recently invested in a real estate business in Kyoto, running both coast and inland. Fortunately, his mother and wife live here, so he can still have a place to live.

Dong Hao's mother seemed to like An Chujie very much, the old man pulled An Chujie and kept asking this and that.An Chujie also chatted with the old man without hesitation, and while talking, the old man suddenly changed the tone:

"Mice, is Dean Shang here?" The old mother pursed her lips, her voice was hoarse and thin.

"Oh, Mom, come as soon as you come, the doctor is very busy." Dong Hao also learned that Shang Zhuoxi came to the capital for business recently, so he took this opportunity to invite her over for a meal.

Shang...why is that person again?An Chujie supported her forehead, and drank the aperitif on the coffee table in one gulp, feeling like she couldn't get rid of that person anywhere.

"...Hey, good, good Dean Shang." Dong Hao nodded and bowed while holding the phone.

When Shang Zhuoxi entered, Mrs. Dong happened to come out of the kitchen with the last plate of fresh vegetables.

"Dean Shang, good time, good time." Seeing her benefactor, Dong Hao's mother smiled, she pulled Shang Zhuoxi to the dining table with trembling hands, and let her sit between herself and An Chujie .

Mother Dong's gratitude to Shang Zhuoxi is just like that of the older generation to the revolutionary martyrs. If she hadn't met Shang Zhuoxi when she was sick, she probably wouldn't have been sitting here eating, but had been treated by her son. It's a toast.

After the host made introductions one by one, everyone began to eat.

"Dean Shang, how long do you plan to stay this time? Do you have any ideas to have fun here? Li can find some people and take Dean Shang to have fun." Mr. Li asked, he wanted to make friends with Shang Zhuoxi A friend, after thinking about it, it seems that there is no doctor friend in my circle so far.

"Thank you Mr. Li for your kindness. No need. I'll go back tonight and give myself a week off here. The phone is almost broken." Shang Zhuoxi rejected Mr. Li with a little apology.

"It's only been a week, and Dean Shang is really strict with himself. Everyone says that the dean is the most relaxed, but Dean Shang is still working so hard." Another friend of Dong Hao teased with a glass of wine full of respect.

Shang Zhuoxi smiled and said nothing, obviously, they did not understand the nature of the medical profession.

The heating in the house is fully turned on, and the atmosphere for dinner is very peaceful.

Due to frequent work needs, An Chujie is particularly comfortable at the wine table. She smiles at everyone except Shang Zhuoxi, and makes jokes to adjust the atmosphere just right. Donghao can't help sighing. The timid little girl before has grown so mature and generous.

When Shang Zhuoxi saw An Chujie twitching the corners of her mouth mechanically through the glass, she began to feel the uncomfortable feeling of being ignored again.

"Chu Jie, come, eat more of this dish."

"..."

"Mrs. Dong's duck is very good! Chu Jie, you should eat more of that duck too."

"..."

"Chu Jie, take more of this vitamin supplement..."

"...!"

Shang Zhuoxi kept adding vegetables to An Chujie's bowl, enjoying it like a child.

"Okay, okay, I got it, I'll do it myself." An Chujie stared at the bowl in front of her face, it changed from empty to full, and she couldn't refuse in front of so many people. Shang Zhuoxi had no choice but to stare at the greasy meat with straight eyes, without the slightest appetite.

Everyone thought that Shang Zhuoxi had an occupational disease, and thought she was simply caring about her friend An Chujie.

When Shang Zhuoxi saw An Chujie's forbearing face, he couldn't help laughing. Only An Chujie knew that Shang Zhuoxi did it on purpose.

Brother Hao's words finally diverted Shang Zhuoxi's attention away from An Chujie.

"Come here and sit down and eat together!" Dong Hao greeted his wife, who was still squatting in the kitchen fiddling with the dishes.

Shang Zhuoxi looked back, there seemed to be something wrong with that woman, from the first time Shang Zhuoxi saw her when she entered the door, she felt that there was something wrong with Mrs Dong, because her eyes and wrists and ankles were abnormally swollen, Dong The wife looks like...

Shang Zhuoxi's eyes suddenly became sharp, she put down the bowls and chopsticks, and hurried into the kitchen, Mrs. Dong lay down on the ground with a very painful expression, everyone present was terrified, Shang Zhuoxi knocked Mrs. Dong's side waist, and then rolled up her sleeves, the veins on the forearm were swollen and bulged, and sure enough...

"What's going on?", Dong Hao looked at his wife on the ground and asked anxiously, he was going to help her up.

"Brother Hao, don't touch her yet, call 120, hurry up." Shang Zhuoxi stopped Donghao from moving.

"120? Why is it called 120 again?" The old mother was also terrified. She shouted in a hoarse voice, and walked towards the kitchen bumpingly. For her, 120 is synonymous with danger and human life.

At this time, only An Chujie calmly took out her mobile phone, she inexplicably believed that as long as she listened to Shang Zhuoxi and did what she said, Mrs. Dong would not have any major problems.

Shang Zhuoxi squatted on the ground, his eyes never moved away from Mrs. Dong's body.

"How long have you been doing dialysis?" Shang Zhuoxi asked.

"Almost two years." Dong Hao replied immediately:

"Dean Shang, how do you know?"

"Mrs. Dong thinks it's a renal embolism caused by a blood clot, so go to the surgery for surgery." Shang Zhuoxi directly ignored Dong Hao's question: "Brother Hao, go pick up the ambulance later."

"Okay, I'll go down and wait."

"Brother Hao, I still have to catch a plane, so I won't accompany you to the hospital." Shang Zhuoxi said, holding An Chujie's waist:

"Chu Jie, should you also go to the airport to see off 'old friends'?" Shang Zhuoxi said in a low voice that only two people could hear.

"You go, thank you Dean Shang, I won't say much, I will thank you again when I have a chance." The car door closed, the car drove away, and at this moment only An Chujie and Shang Zhuoxi were left.

"What time is your plane? Don't be late.", I know that the time of your dean is precious.

I have to admit that when Shang Zhuoxi squatted down in front of Mrs. Dong, An Chujie saw the shining side of Shang Zhuoxi again.

"Are you in such a hurry to drive me away?" Shang Zhuoxi put his arms around An Chujie's waist and pulled her closer to him.

"Don't do this." An Chujie looked around, and habitually pushed Shang Zhuoxi away, the passing shadows would slow down when they walked past them, but the street lamp above her head was broken.No one else could see their faces clearly.

"Don't do that?" Shang Zhuoxi raised the corners of her mouth, lowered her head and rubbed the tip of her nose against her forehead based on feeling, her intuition was not wrong, An Chujie didn't let her lose face in front of everyone today, she still behaved obediently She hurriedly called an ambulance. In her heart, she still had a certain status.

Shang Zhuoxi began to boldly search for those two soft lips, An Chujie immediately turned away, but in the next second her neck was covered with ice, carrying Shang Zhuoxi's hot and humid air, the contrast in temperature made An Chujie I shuddered.

Shang Zhuoxi's hands skillfully rubbed the back of An Chujie's head.

"Don't!", An Chujie struggled, her body began to feel a little weak, Shang Zhuoxi couldn't hear any sound at the moment, she was buried in her fragrant and warm neck, carefully carving the imprint that belonged to her.

Slowly, the numbness from her neck turned into a tingling pain, which made An Chujie wake up a lot. She used both hands and feet, just wanting to get out of Shang Zhuoxi's sphere of influence.

"You're going too far!" An Chujie pushed Shang Zhuoxi away fiercely.

"Why did I go too far? Chu Jie, what are you insisting on?" At this moment, the street lights flickered again, and Shang Zhuoxi could see clearly An Chujie's extremely repulsive face.

"Don't touch me!" An Chujie opened Shang Zhuoxi's hand.

"Chu Jie, I'm sorry.", I'm sorry, I violated you just now, I'm sorry, I hurt you two years ago.

"Let's go." An Chujie showed a bored attitude as always, she didn't want to be sorry, Shang Zhuoxi's leaving and not being entangled would be the greatest compensation for her.

"Chu Jie, can you forgive me?" Shang Zhuoxi was frightened, and she finally said these words.Forgiveness means she admits she was wrong.The teardrops hanging on Shang Zhuoxi's eyelashes reflected faint light, but those lights were extremely dazzling in An Chujie's eyes.

"Forgive? I never blamed you. It was because I couldn't be with you during that time. It's over. Let the past go!" An Chujie looked away, unwilling and afraid to see Shang Zhuoxi showed that hurt look.This week was more tiring than she had been at any time in the past two years.

"No, Chu Jie, let's start over, shall we? I love you, can you give me a chance?" Shang Zhuoxi's voice was not loud, but it fell on An Chujie's ears like five thunderclaps. It began to rain patter.

restart?like?Chance?Why does it sound so ridiculous? It's like someone tearing off the scabs that you have hard-pressed to form and reopening your wounds. Regardless of whether you will hurt or not, she tells you that she just wants to see how your wounds are. How, how deep, and then use her method to help you treat it.An Chujie turned around and covered her trembling chin and lips, she kept shaking her head, she hated this feeling so much, why did Shang Zhuoxi make herself so groggy every time she appeared?She was like a persistent knife, poking at the soft part of her heart again and again.An Chujie doesn't want to go back to the past, and she can't believe Shang Zhuoxi's love, probably she confused the concepts of love and possession, possession includes love, but love never equals possession.

An Chujie raised her head and took a deep breath, then turned to face Shang Zhuoxi, steadying her voice, she said coldly:

"Shang Zhuoxi, I hope you understand that there is only a mass of ashes between us. These ashes are the last bit of quality left behind after all my passion for you has been burned. Because of this, I I didn’t completely treat you as a stranger, and didn’t slap you away when you repeatedly behaved rudely to me! Don’t tell me that your entanglement these days is just to ask for my forgiveness, and I Start again? Why are you so idle, Dean Shang? If you really love me as much as you said, please don't bother me again. At least in this way, I will be grateful to you, so that I won't be so disgusting in the end You, Shang Zhuoxi, exist!".