river bank, river bank

"Come out with me."

Jiang An took off his medical mask and white coat, hung them on the wall, turned around and whispered a few words to Shan Jia, Shan Jia agreed, telling the last patient not to wait, and went straight to the second treatment room, she would go there when she was ready .

Therapy room is not the place to talk.

Baisan realized later, bit the tip of his tongue and lowered his head, followed Jiang An out of the stomatology department sleepily.

He takes a step, he takes a small step, always slow to hide behind, like a mushroom ready to grow in the back.

It seemed that Jiang An had noticed, and slowed down his pace, deliberately waiting for him to follow.

Bai San frowned, and subconsciously scratched his fingertips.

After a few minutes, there were many red arc-shaped fingerprints stuck in the flesh on Bai Bai's hands, accompanied by the slight pain of waking up instantly.

He raised his head again, and bumped into Jiang An's broad back.

hard.

pain.

And between cotton shirts, calm and gentle wood fragrance.

Jiang An raised his eyebrows, stood where he was, took out a single key from the side pocket of his suit pants, and unlocked the door of the director's room.

"Come in."

After get off work hours, the director's room was empty.

There is plenty of sunshine, and the tiger piranha on the desk is lush and green. There is a sofa set behind the tea table, which looks more comfortable and soft than the sofa seat in the waiting room.

As soon as he arrived in an unfamiliar environment, Baisan tied his hands and feet, rubbed the corners of his red eyes with the back of his hand, and stepped in obediently, surrounded by the peaceful noon sunlight.

Jiang An pressed the button for automatic water supply and boiling water, sat on the single sofa, leaned his shoulders forward, put his forearm on his thigh, clasped his hands loosely and crossed his fingers, looked sideways and slightly lifted his eyelids, "What do you want to drink? ?”

"...just like you," as soon as the words came out, Bai San regretted so much that he wanted to bury his head in the pillow, he feebly raised the white flag in Jiang An's sight, his voice became smaller and smaller, "actually, anything is fine... ..."

Jiang An was thoughtful, paused for a few seconds, and found a tin can, which was printed with a string of characters from which country he couldn't tell and a picture of a baby giggling.

White powder, when mixed with hot water, it has a thick milky smell.

Bai San looked down at Jiang An's knuckle fingers, even holding a milk powder spoon casually was sexy, he hoped it wasn't what he thought, Dr. Jiang would definitely see that he was this year, not eight weeks.

Kindergarten children would only drink such childish things.

……

After drinking half a cup of sweet goat's milk, Bai San held the milk cup and burped a little. He had a special way of stretching his waist and nestled into a small ball.

The sofa is soft, and the sun is as gentle as waves.There are tea, green plants, and pear blossoms all over the city. I think it is worth living, if Lin Guangyin is here.

In the silence of the room, Bai San looked at the darkened face in the white milk, closed his eyes, and suddenly spoke.

He said that he met Lin Guangying for the first time and the last time he met Lin Guangying.He said that Lin Guangyin was accidentally injured by someone who lost his mind. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time and survived to see the sun and the sea in the future.

He also said that Lin Guangyin's younger sister was young, her grandmother had been ill for a long time, her mother was in poor health and could not work, and her father who worked in other provinces was the source of income for the family.

Counting the compensation, it cannot afford the follow-up medical expenses.After various considerations, he gave up the treatment.

Jiang An, who is a doctor by profession, should have been exposed to many such cases, and Bai San understood it. He just said it, explaining that it was not his intention not to come to change the medicine on Friday, and he didn't think about what to do.In the old days at the train station, people who didn't have time to look more often, meeting people in other places would be a dream land.

Regarding consolation, Jiang An, who is nearly 30 years old, is more sophisticated than Lin Guangying, who is ten years old.

Jiang An listened quietly with sideways eyes, without interrupting or expressing his opinion, and passed the tissue at the right time, and when Bai San's mood stabilized, he leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa and raised his palm to gesture towards Bai San.

The distance between the sofa and the sofa was close, Bai San rubbed his eyes that were red from crying, and took a step towards the bank of the river in a daze, then he was caught by the corner of the sofa, his feet were unstable, and he fell over.

Jiang An's arms tightened suddenly, deepening the strength little by little, resting his broad palm on Bai San's armpit, and lifting it up gently, he was like a small bun being accurately picked up by a chopstick, unable to break free, but his legs and feet were useless, bursting Feeling weak, he finally lay on Jiang An's lap, his soft lips pressed against the slightly stiff suit pants.

flushed.

His eyes were wide open, he didn't dare to move, his whole body was stiff, and at the same time, a small piece of the back of his neck that was accidentally exposed was a pale pink of shame.

Jiang An lowered his head and laughed, inserting his slender fingers into his soft hair, passing them lightly, like the lights flickering outside the car window, he just asked, "Do you need my help?"

Bai San didn't speak, but felt that Jiang An's fingers brushed against him, and his hot ears trembled.

Heart beating.

His head was buried on Jiang An's leg, but the whole body was emitting heat from top to bottom, almost scalding himself.

Jiang An didn't ask any more questions, his dry and warm palms stroked the top of his hair, and every time he accidentally touched his bare, drunken skin, he would feel a little shiver.

In the end, Bai San turned his head slowly, his red cheeks still sticking to Jiang An's suit pants, and he gave a weak "huh" in a weak voice.Thinking with a brain that was dizzy from burning, the dagger couldn't get out in just a few days, and he was still a little cabbage with nothing in his pocket.

Thanks to Mr. Jiang, he not only received roses, but also the car money, food and accommodation expenses when going to Rongcheng.

Thanks again to Mr. Jiang, he not only has the car money, food and accommodation expenses when going to Rongcheng, but also can borrow the car money when returning to Beicheng and the silk money to be given at the funeral.

At this moment, someone stood outside and knocked on the door a few times, none of them cared.

A mountain of wet paper balls piled up in the wastebasket, a small space with the door closed.

The steam in his eyes made everything around him blurry, and the faint scent of aftershave left on his cuffs.

Be the last memory that ended that winter.

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