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On the morning of the second day after his birthday, Fang Zhuoran apologized to Xu Xiaojun for his petty temper under Yuchi Feifei's threat of "otherwise I will sue Fang's father".

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter..." Xu Xiaojun has always been conniving, even if Fang Zhuoran beat him into a pig's head, he would not resist.Fang Zhuoran lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly through the lens.

"I'm going to work." Fang Zhuoran avoided the tall man standing in front of him, and left the apartment shared by the two of them as if fleeing.

Sitting on the bus to the hospital, Fang Zhuoran frowned slightly, falling into inconclusive thinking as usual.

The relationship between Fang Zhuoran and Xu Xiaojun, since they met in kindergarten, has been full of constant cutting and chaos.Xu Xiaojun unabashedly showed his protection for Fang Zhuoran. When he first saw him talking to other girls, he would even stand beside him with his mouth puckered, as if he was about to cry or not.

Later, when he went to primary school, although Xu Xiaojun was not as naive as kindergarten, his mood was still written on his face.When they were assigned to the same class in primary school, Xu Xiaojun was so happy that he almost bumped into a pillar; in junior high school, the two were separated, and Xu Xiaojun got heatstroke during the military training that day and was carried into the clinic by the teacher.

It wasn't until the two entered different high schools and went to different universities that the relationship between them gradually diminished.During Fang Zhuoran's university, master's and Ph.D. years, he and Xu Xiaojun only saw each other during the winter vacation and Chinese New Year, and had almost no contact at ordinary times.But Fang Zhuoran didn't know until he returned to this city that Fang Zhuoran had heard all the news about him secretly from Yuchi Feifei or Zhang Qilan.

"Zuo Ran? We're at the hospital!" The colleagues behind pushed him.Fang Zhuoran quickly said thank you, cheered up and followed the others out of the car.

After being admitted to the doctorate, Fang Zhuoran ended his rotation in other places and finally returned to the hospital in City Y.On the issue of choosing the way forward, he had a long talk with his mentor.

"Your grades have been among the top ones since your undergraduate studies, and the rotating hospitals have rated you very well." The tutor was obviously not satisfied with him at 01:30. "Next, come back and do research! With your strength, you will definitely produce results within 15 years."

Fang Zhuoran rejected the tutor's kindness. "I want to concentrate on clinical."

"Huh?" The instructor took off his glasses and took a good look at the young man in front of him.Fang Zhuoran frowned slightly, with a bit of unquestionable determination.

"Everyone has his own way..." the mentor sighed, but Fang Zhuoran didn't force it.

After returning to the hospital in the western district of City Y, Fang Zhuoran continued to rotate among departments as scheduled.His goal is to become a general practitioner by the age of 30, so he can enter the emergency department.Although his tutor advised him not to be too hasty, but considering that Fang Zhuoran only spent two years finishing his undergraduate degree, it is not good for the old man to say anything to Gaotu.

Such a stressful life day after day.Before he knew it, Fang Zhuoran and Xu Xiaojun hadn't seen each other for almost a month.Although they rented an apartment together, their working hours were not fixed, and they could only see whether the other's shoes were in the entrance.

Fang Zhuoran saw his roommate again at the weekend reunion organized by his elementary school classmates.

As soon as he entered the private room, Fang Zhuoran was surrounded by his classmates and booed, "The busy man has appeared!"He frowned and pushed the drunks away one by one, walked to the table where Yuchi Feifei and Zhang Qilan were and sat down.

Then I found Xu Xiaojun who was sitting silently in the back of the sofa.

"If you are late, have a drink first, don't wait for others to remind you!" Their elementary school monitor proudly brought a beer mug and stuffed it on the table in front of Fang Zhuoran.

Fang Zhuoran was unequivocal, picked up the cup under Xu Xiaojun's hesitant gaze, and drank it in one gulp.

There was unanimous applause in the private room.The monitor's expression was a little confused: "Wait a minute, are you Fang Zhuoran himself? He was hijacked by your aliens on the way here, right?"

"Don't open your mind too much." Fang Zhuoran returned the cup to him indifferently. "I won't drink a drop of alcohol from now on."

However, Fang Zhuoran, who said so, drank a lot of wine in a daze during the toasts made by the boys.

By the time the classmate association disbanded, Fang Zhuoran had lost all strength and could only lean on Xu Xiaojun softly.Zhang Qilan carefully took off his glasses for him and stuffed them into Xu Xiaojun's chest pocket.

"Be careful not to crush it."

Several groups of people waved goodbye.Xu Xiaojun stuffed Fang Zhuoran into the back seat of the taxi, worried that he would vomit, so he borrowed a plastic bag to sit beside him.

Taxi driving in the vast night.Fang Zhuoran rested his head on Xu Xiaojun's shoulder.Xu Xiaojun, who had drunk a lot but was not drunk, felt his head was blank at this moment, and he was floating.

"Xu Xiaojun..." Fang Zhuoran's head was about to drop to his chest, and a voice calling him came out in a low voice.

Xu Xiaojun almost thought he heard it wrong.He quickly supported Fang Zhuoran's head and listened attentively.

"Do you... have something to say to me..." Fang Zhuoran closed his eyes, his voice was vague.

Xu Xiaojun clenched his fists tightly, then let them go.In the carriage, only the funny laughter of the radio host can be heard.He opened his mouth slightly, but dared not make a sound.

Fang Zhuoran seemed to have expected this to happen, and his tone of voice didn't know whether it was rejoicing or giving up on himself.

"……never mind."

Then Fang Zhuoran immersed himself in the busy and seemingly endless department practice.He applied to the hospital for a four-person dormitory only for undergraduates, and he almost never went back to the apartment. When he was tired, he would go back to the dormitory for a while.Xu Xiaojun seemed to be put on the back of his mind. Even when his father called to ask him how he was doing, Fang Zhuoran simply replied "it's okay".

"You kid, didn't you force me to ask Xiaojun where he lived when you first came back, and then ran to share the rent with him?"

Fang Qun knew his temperament well.Fang Qun rarely cared about his son's personal problems on the phone. "What do you think about Xiaojun?"

For this problem, Fang Zhuoran has been thinking about it since his age was in single digits.However, no answer was found.

Fang Qun was very annoyed by his son's speechlessness.On the other end of the phone, there was only a sigh, and then the voice changed. "Of course, come back to the countryside when you have time, let's meet and talk. Don't work too hard. Your father is also worried about you."

"Thank you, Father Yuchi." The other end of the phone stopped talking about Xu Xiaojun, and Fang Zhuoran resumed answering every question.But after hanging up the phone, he frowned even tighter.

On a rare weekend, he was lying on a wooden bed in a small dormitory in the hospital, his heart tangled up in a mess.In the end, he decided to ignore the distress in his heart as usual, get up from the bed, wash up and leave the dormitory.

On the way to the surgery, I happened to pass the building of the inpatient department.It was already November, and the wind was piercingly cold.There were few patients walking downstairs, but Fang Zhuoran happened to see an old couple.

The old lady was sitting in a wheelchair, and the old man pushed her.Both of them were smiling, as if they were talking about something.The path paved with bluestone slabs was very narrow. Fang Zhuoran walked behind them, slowed down, and accidentally heard the conversation between the old people.

"The grandson came to see me today and praised our relationship!" the old lady said proudly.

"Isn't it because I hold you up every day that I almost hold you to the moon!" The old man replied with a smile.Probably seeing Fang Zhuoran following behind, he was a little complacent in his words.

The old lady raised her head slightly and looked at her husband with a smile. "I know, I know. I praise you every time! You hold me, and I know it in my heart. But I also want to tell you, so that you can be happy too."

The two old men walked away slowly.Fang Zhuoran was still standing there.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. "Zhuoran, come here quickly! The emergency department is short of people! There are fire victims, and the fire brigade also has injured people!"