river bank, river bank

Half a year ago, Beicheng, after the deep winter snow.

"You haven't seen how much that shooter owes. You have to fight me with a mine thrower, but I can't kill him. But as long as you shoot, it will definitely be done in 3 minutes, that grandson will die!"

Bai San didn't raise his head, "No."

He touched the baking tutorial book with his soft fingertips, and carefully lifted the side pages. Every name and every illustration is a paradise for sweet tooth lovers.

The shop was quiet in the afternoon, Lin Guangyin had just sent away a batch of diy cake customers, and was chattering away while packing the molds.

"For the sake of the 15 years we have known each other, why don't you think about it? It's just one game. I beg you, brother. Pick whatever you want from your arsenal. It's the first time I've been so upset since I was on the battlefield."

"Battlefield", a pvp confrontation game popular all over the world, a variety of hot and cold weapons for players to choose, if all the enemies are wiped out, they will win.

Something special is that players need to purchase weapon models offline, and each piece has a serial number, which can only be used in the game after being bound to an ID.

Bai San has no shortage of weapons, nor does he choose.

He looked down at the small leather satchel and squeezed it subconsciously. It was a hard curved bulge, and his model dagger stayed quietly in the bag.

"Brother Guangyin, I don't use other weapons."

Other than daggers, they are all other things, including other people's daggers.

After a while, Lin Guangyin said seriously: "If I had your dedication, I would still be willing to carry a useless model with me everywhere. Could it also become the ceiling of a certain weapon in the national uniform?"

The tutorial book lingers on a sweet strawberry tart page.

Bai San paused, nodded, and shook again. He is not the ceiling of the national uniform, but Epoch is.

Lin Guangying saw his thoughts in a second, and pointed his index finger upwards, sincerely, "Is that a human? No, we are usually good at one weapon at most, but his talent is explosive, and he is proficient in all weapons. , can it be compared? No.”

Bai San didn't speak, and touched the little strawberry on the picture.He felt that Epoch was targeted, not bad, he didn't know why, and he was a little happy.

I decided to make a strawberry tart.

Lin Guangyin greeted the proprietress and helped him, but she still didn't give up while washing the strawberries.

"Otherwise, why don't you log on to your account and help me blow him up a few times? Looking at his dynamics, he seems to be your fanboy."

Cocoa powder and flour are mixed softly in the glass container, and Baisan is mixed with ruthless butter to make a ball. After thinking about it, "I can't do it today, I still have a few sets of rolls to make."

"Classes are suspended, so you can't give yourself a vacation?"

Lin Guangyin looked gloomy, and after he finished speaking, he thought of something, with an expression of eating green peppers, "Fortunately, you quit the class, so you don't have to watch those idiots talking nonsense. Anyone with a good brain knows that the top student in this composition competition is copying you." , it’s not that you copy him, isn’t there a dad who is the school leader, fuck it.”

Bai San lowered his head and kneaded the dough. It was earthy and sticky after the rain. He had just beaten an egg yolk and was still a little wet.

He had seen the group chat records and posted them online.

It's nothing more than "the character is not good, I must have copied it in the past, I am in the third year of high school, and now the classes are suspended, I can become a street vendor after I get along well, and this will be the case in this life".

Although he was a little concerned, he poked two more holes on the edge of the tapi with a small fork, raised his head and asked, "Is this enough for it to breathe?"

"..."

Lin Guangyin frowned, covered with baking stones, put it in the oven, turned around and pushed away Bai San's head that was about to be attached to the glass door of the oven.

"Is there a notice of resumption of class time?"

Bai San covered his forehead and shook his head.

It's been two weeks.

Lin Guangyin cursed a few words, and frantically whipped butter to make custard sauce, "Give yourself a day off, relax, and play a few rounds with me. I'll make sweets for next week!"

"...But my sweet tooth has changed from that number recently."

Bai San was moved, but still very distressed, after hearing how much he asked, he opened the accounting software on his phone and obediently handed it over.

"You want to open a cake shop!" Lin Guangyin stared round, "Aren't you afraid of diabetes and tooth decay?"

It was just a bunch of simple, happy little desserts.

Bai San grabbed the tablecloth repeatedly, angry and aggrieved, "Actually, I already have a small hole in my tooth."

I found out last Wednesday morning that I have a strong sense of presence.

Lin Guangyin stared at the big lump of butter in the container, and suddenly couldn't stop, "Do you still dare to eat it?"

"Store in the freezer first, if I can last until I see the dentist, I will come to it." Bai San hesitated.

Before the small hole turned into a big hole, he finally made up his mind to eat a feast of green peppers.

Lin Guangyin knew how much Baisan was afraid of the hospital, so he patted his head comfortingly, and deliberately piled strawberries on top of the crispy pastry.

Even so, after Bai San walked into the community hospital, he was still silently preparing to evacuate at any time.

On Wednesday, a weekday, there were few patients in the hospital.

He forgot to look at the floor plan and didn't know the location of the stomatology department. When he remembered later, he walked around the first floor slowly without asking the nurse.

He disappeared, went up to the second floor, there was a conversation at the end of the corridor, the door was open inward, he looked up and saw the dental department sign on the top, he stopped in place for an instant, turned around and wanted to leave.

And the tip of his tongue touched the small hole in his upper teeth, thinking of the lonely strawberry tart in the refrigerator, he bite the bullet and walked in with both hands and feet.

There are a bunch of doctors in white coats in the waiting room, men and women, and an orange cat sleeping on the sofa.

The doctors were talking, with their backs to the door, around the desk in the middle, sitting or standing, casually, chatting with each other, and laughing from time to time.

Wrapped in a thick lamb's wool coat, Bai San is round and chubby, with his chin buried in the stand-up collar, revealing half of the bridge of the nose and eyes, staring blankly at the room.

He felt that he came at the wrong time. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the notice posted on the door, the consultation time was from 02:30 to 05:30 in the afternoon.

On the side, the wall clock on the wall shows the time is [-]:[-], his consciousness is blank, and the feeling is even worse, Mumu's head wants to knock himself out for a moment.

It's so embarrassing.

The doctors gathered together to talk loudly, not paying attention to the people who came in.

Bai San took a step back slightly, his breathing and footsteps were lighter than when he came in, inaudible.

There is a row of waiting seats in the corridor, but he doesn't plan to go back and wait until the consultation time to come in again, and don't come back tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, within a week.

Simply take a two-hour bus to another area for dental work.Even if this community hospital is open in front of our house, it's too embarrassing.

He made up his mind to take another small step back without disturbing anyone.

There is only a gap to turn around from the door frame, and suddenly there is a voice, which is different from the emotional crowd heard before, it is calm and calm.

"Good afternoon, sir."

Bai San blinked, he wasn't sure if he was talking to him, no one had ever addressed him in such a serious way.

But as soon as the words fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the doctors all looked sideways and turned around.

So Bai San saw the man surrounded by the crowd, with his hair combed back, his facial features correct and solemn, and the dark gray rough knit sweater of home style relieved the feeling of oppression and looked approachable.

He sat on the sofa chair in a very relaxed posture, crossed his legs, rubbed the teacup with his bent fingers, looked across the crowd, looked at each other, and nodded slightly, with the tolerance of the elderly in his expression.

—was discovered.

Bai San opened his eyes slightly, standing there at a loss, as if he had seen through all his little thoughts at a glance.

After being stiff for a while, he moved his tightly pressed lips a few times, trying to politely answer with the same words.

But when a nurse came to her senses, she explained a few words in embarrassment, and walked towards him, "Do you want to see the dentist?

Bai San was interrupted from thinking, nodded subconsciously, lost his target in the blink of an eye, the doctors surrounded him again, he looked at the back of the white coat, and continued to read what he hadn't said.

"Sit down and wait a while, it's not time for consultation yet." The nurse held the orange cat in her arms and sat on the sofa with him.

The idea of ​​going to another hospital was completely dismissed, Bai San sank into the soft sofa and sat upright unconsciously, with his hands on his knees on both sides, his back straightened, and his expression trying to be serious.

The doctors chatted freely about trivial matters at work, but he never heard that deep voice again.It wasn't until nearly 02:30 when they said, "I have a chance to have dinner together", that some of the doctors noticed the time, and gradually dispersed, all of them looked happy.

"Do you want to touch it?" The nurse hugged the orange cat and said, "It's very soft."

Bai San refused, and at the same time his body was a little stiff. The pillow on his back looked very comfortable, but small animals and pinching pillows are things that children like to do, so he has to hold back.

"Are you really not touching?"

"Yes, it's very fragile." Bai San said seriously, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the side face of the person at the desk, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling, but he didn't seem to be smiling either.

After a brief silence, he moved his eyes away from the cat, thinking that he needed to emphasize it to avoid misunderstanding.

"Don't worry, I haven't liked these creatures since kindergarten. I don't even want to see them, let alone touch them. They're so soft and furry, they're really, really shockingly nasty."

After finishing speaking, he huddled in his collar and glanced at the desk hesitantly. The man had already left, and he walked sideways into the half-hidden door of the treatment room.

Bai San breathed a sigh of relief, reflected on what he said just now, silently reviewed it twice in his heart, and felt that he was very mature and stable.

From time to time, there were a few slight mechanical adjustment sounds in the treatment room, and the sound ran into the ears and amplified infinitely.

The room was not cold, but his fingers were cold, curled up against the warm palms, the sudden chill made him shiver several times.He didn't understand the treatment process, and he didn't dare to look it up online. Ever since he had a tooth problem, he felt flustered when he saw anything related to it.

The nurse petted the cat, not paying attention, "Go in, Dr. Jiang should be ready."

"...may I sit a little longer?"

The wall clock is ticking, Bai San is clutching his cuffs, his head hangs lower and lower.

He was mentally prepared to treat his teeth, but when he thought that Dr. Jiang was the one the nurse was talking about, he was inexplicable and a little timid.

At the same time, another patient came in, watched her walk into the treatment room, and he was the last one in line. He pressed the tail of his hair that was a little curled up, and he had never been so happy.

The nurse went to take out the trash at the end of the corridor, and there was nothing left in the waiting room.

He jumped off the sofa, held his breath, and moved lightly to the front of the consulting room, put on his hood, and crawled slowly to the door frame, taking a sneak peek.

The patient was lying on the treatment table, unable to see his expression, unable to judge the degree of pain, but he did not cry out in pain, and his raised heart relaxed a little.

Dr. Jiang was wearing a well-ironed white coat, with his back to the room door, lowering his head to operate something. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back, bringing coercion and a sense of security at the same time.

Suddenly he turned around, holding the syringe between his clean and strong fingers, the needle was thick and long, and the light was shining.

Bai San's state of mind collapsed in a second, and he teleported back to the sofa in a trance, watching the orange cat peacefully sleeping.

My heart is sour.

When he came back to his senses, he touched it lightly, and it felt softer than he had imagined.

There was no one around, he nestled on the pillow, touched it again, squinted his eyes and his heart melted, what kind of small hole, Dr. Jiang, had long been forgotten.

There was a crisp knocking sound in the silence, and Bai San looked sideways, only to see Dr. Jiang, who had been left behind, standing in front of the office cabinet, tapping on the table with his fingers.

Bai San withdrew his hand touching the cat, put his back behind his back, and jumped up straight from the sofa.

It was only when they stood together that he realized that Dr. Jiang was really tall. The sense of urgency that came to him spread across half the room, and he didn't dare to move, and his shallow breathing sounded abrupt.

The heartbeat hid in my ears, thumping.

He had difficulty breathing, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his forehead, his head was full of guilt, and he spoke first, in a very low voice, "...the cat's tail hangs down from the sofa."

"so?"

Doctor Jiang's voice was deep and magnetic, coming from above his head.

It was slightly itchy, as if the eyelashes were brushed by the hair inadvertently.

Bai San froze for a moment, his brain was rusted, he looked up the voice vigorously, and retracted for half a second when he touched his sight, he looked at the ground and trembled.

Dr. Jiang wore a mask, so he couldn't see his expression. He looked down at him, his eyelids slightly lifted, his eyes were calm and deep.

Across the three vertical wooden floors, Bai San never wanted to look at each other in his life, it was purely out of his heart.

He slowed down, tried to calm down the uneasiness in his heart, his tone was still weak, and he didn't even realize that it was soft, and it sounded like a baby, "So, the cat can't sleep well, I just help it, I didn't want to touch it, Not at all, really, I never liked cats when I was little."

Suddenly, Dr. Jiang smiled, and the sound from his nasal cavity was very soft and passed by in an instant.

"I'm sorry for you."

Bai San's fingers behind his back were inextricably entangled, his breathing stopped suddenly, and the tips of his ears burned.

——No wronged.

He whispered, "Oh."

As soon as the words fell, another patient came in. Before Bai San had time to be surprised, she heard her yelling, "How could there be a cat! Who is so irresponsible? What should I do if I get infected with bacteria!"

"It's a fake cat," the nurse who came back at the same time explained, "It's specially released for children to relieve stress."

Bai San: "..."

He suspected that he had auditory hallucinations, and he was not a little pig, how could he not be able to tell the truth from the fake.

He also suspected that Dr. Jiang did it on purpose.

At this moment, Dr. Jiang knocked on the door of the consulting room, raised his jaw slightly, "Come in."

The previous patient had already left at some point.

Bai San's complexion was pale, and the heat in his body instantly turned cold.

The author has something to say: see you next week

感谢在2020-04-2418:07:10~2020-04-2522:12:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: KY climbed 2; 33551888, a silent orange tree, Xiuer 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Changbai Ke 42 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!