My Reaper is a bit fierce

do not come.

Xie Fanyu scolded Meng Yongzhao in his heart, his motionless appearance was very stiff.

He stared at Meng Yongzhao who was walking step by step, and noticed the black jeans and a pair of light-colored casual sneakers under his white coat.

His brain was spinning, and he began to reflect on himself. Sure enough, he was not cautious and serious enough in his work, so he met a stranger so many times in just a few months.

Would it be too late for him to get up and leave now?

The answer is No.

Obviously his meaningless prayers didn't help. When Meng Yongzhao walked over, there was a slight smile in the corner of his eyes: "What a coincidence."

Xie Fanyu also planned to rely on his own disguise to struggle to the death, so he pretended not to hear or he was not speaking to him, and sat motionless on the bench.

He thought that Meng Yongzhao, who didn't get a response, would leave with interest, but he didn't expect that he didn't seem to care whether he responded or not, so he stopped in front of him and looked at him with a smile.

Today, Xie Fanyu is dressed fresh and clean. A simple white sweater and light-colored skinny jeans can highlight those long and straight legs even when sitting. Meng Yongzhao seems to have seen him on campus a few years ago in a daze. The way it looks across time.

Facing such a large human-shaped pillar, Xie Fanyu had no choice but to ignore it, and it was no longer good to be an invisible person, so he raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently, with an obvious sign of dislike.

Meng Yongzhao took out his mobile phone to check the time, quickly put it away, and said patiently to him: "I get off work at ten o'clock, do you want to have a late-night snack together?"

Late night snack, he kind of wants to eat barbecue, and also wants to drink a bottle of iced Coke... Wait!

The cool boy Xie Fanyu remained silent, his eyes gradually became sharper, and after a while he finally said, "No."

Meng Yongzhao seemed a little disappointed, but he pulled himself together and asked, "Are you here to visit patients in the hospital? Why don't you go in?"

Xie Fanyu dully recalled the last perfunctory rhetoric, and couldn't help but feel a little headache. He was a little annoyed, not only because of Meng Yongzhao's difficulty, but also because of his lack of rigorousness.

His voice seemed muffled under the mask: "What's the matter with you? Doctors are so busy?"

Meng Yongzhao laughed, and unconsciously tapped the ballpoint pen with his fingers in the breast pocket of his white coat.

The slight sound of "click click" finally attracted Xie Fanyu's attention. Before he could find the source of the sound, Meng Yongzhao stopped his hands and put them down as if nothing had happened.

He stared at Xie Fanyu without giving up his previous proposal: "Wait for me for another ten minutes, okay?"

Xie Fanyu just wanted to take advantage of the situation to express his refusal, but suddenly thought of something, and stopped Meng Yongzhao who was about to leave: "Wait, what are you going to do now?"

Meng Yongzhao turned around suspiciously, thinking that Xie Fanyu had changed his mind, a trace of joy welled up in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Seeing him like this, Xie Fanyu was a little upset.He is not good at dealing with people like Meng Yongzhao, and he always feels guilty if he says something serious to him.

He stopped Meng Yongzhao not because of anything else, but because he remembered his work.

If Meng Yongzhao went to do the rounds now, he would probably notice that something was wrong with the patient, and he would try to help him again, making him fall short.

So, just in case, what he should do now is to delay Meng Yongzhao until that time has passed.