river bank, river bank

Shame.

He can't say it carelessly, he doesn't want face.

Jiang An didn't intend to delve into it, and after a few breaths, he stopped smiling, "Do you know this kind of people?"

Nineteen, 20-year-old male, brown-red medium-length hair, game addiction, candid photography addiction, swearing, dark psychology, extreme personality.

There are many legal columns, and a long list of special topics pops up in Baisan's mind at ten o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Bad Boys Invited People to Beat Drivers to Death in the Street for Fifty Cent Fare"

"The 18-year-old "little gangster" set 30 fires in succession, just because he loves to watch firefighting"

"Two Young Youths in Qingcheng Killed, Divided and Sentenced"

……

Baisan felt a chill from his fingertips, and immediately shot into his bones, his whole body was chilled.

After the momentary impulse, there was a momentary tremor of fear.He even fidgeted in fright when Ji Ya touched him lightly, he couldn't imagine what would have happened if no one had stopped him just now.

Chang Fa's last sentence, "You wait, today's matter will not end" is still in my ears, and when I think about it again, it has evolved from a simple sentence to many pictures.

At the entrance of the dark corridor, the shadow of the trailing figure, the long and narrow blade suddenly appeared when it was in a hurry.

In the afternoon, four or five stick-wielding youths came in groups.

Black cars, wires, tape, and towels guarding the entrance of the hospital.

……

"You're still young." Jiang An pressed his palm lightly on his shoulder, and he left as soon as he touched it, an understatement.

When Bai San came back to his senses, Jiang An had already left and returned to the treatment room. He stared blankly at his back, thinking of nothing.

The sun shines through the glass and casts the shadow of the window edge on the ground, it is almost noon.

The old lady who had her tooth pulled couldn't get used to it for the time being, she walked out clutching her right cheek, talking in a low voice, and another patient who had just arrived 10 minutes ago entered the treatment room.

Bai San leaned down, put her cheek on her knees, and looked sideways at the people coming and going.

With his fingers resting on the wide edge of the armrest, he accidentally touched the oral instrument box placed on it, making the sound of the plastic outer packaging, rustling.

Seems interesting.

He turned his face away, raised a finger, and pulled the white translucent plastic bag, once and again.

very annoying.

Very messy.

"Transformers model, macaron-colored city blocks, rattles, dominoes, whack-a-mole machine, fourth-order Rubik's Cube..." The nurse walked over with toys in her arms, muttering all the way, and piled them up to him On the arm of the sofa on the left.

Bai San moved to the corner, freeing up half of the sofa, as if he saw something from across the century and was afraid of touching it.

Afterwards, he felt bad again, hiding too deliberately, staring at the toe of the shoe, stiffening his body and trying to talk, "Is this the toy you prepared for your son?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that it was wrong.

My son is a furball.

It's not that he has no eyes, the nurse looks at most 25-[-], how could he have a son so early, and his brain was eaten by him with milk?

Stiffing his neck, he added slowly, "...Or is it a little nephew or a little nephew?"

With a sullen face, the nurse threw the orange cat imitation puppet who had deceived him into his arms with her backhand. Her red lips moved, but she didn't hold back. look like.

"You're welcome, play on your own first, remember to return it to the infant nutrition and health department next door later, just mention Dr. Jiang's name."

Bai San was dumbfounded, staring vigilantly at a bunch of brightly colored people, and raised his character eyebrows.

He sternly refused.

He doesn't know how to play, absolutely won't play, and he won't play such ugly things that childish ghosts would like in his life.

10 minute later.

Bai San cleared the first level of the gopher machine, tapped his fingers on the gopher's bald little head, thinking, this thing is really childish.

After 10 minutes and a second, there was a beeping beeping sound, and he was stuck in the second level.

! ! !It's horrible.

From eight o'clock to twelve o'clock, Bai San was honored to be the last patient. If he still needs to submit a weekly diary, he can definitely write a perfect "Dental Observation Diary", which guarantees true feelings and touches everyone. middle.

Jiang An changed his dressing, took out the old cotton balls, and filled them with new ones with nerve-killing cotton balls.

Once there was an experience, Bai San's heart was still pounding, afraid.And at the moment when the discomfort was about to burst, Jiang An had already changed his medicine.

A week of restlessness is over.

"My boyfriend and I have made an appointment to go to the newly opened seafood shop on the campus road for lunch, let's go first!" The nurse took off her white coat, put on cute little leather boots, and waved out the door.

When it was time to get off work, Jiang An responded with a light smile and prepared to leave.

The smell of medicine that faded from Bai San's mouth flooded back in multiples. He should be the one who walked ahead. He should bid farewell when he got off the treatment bed. He left the dentist earlier and went down the stairs. go home.

But he took a long time to put on the dental equipment box, put on the padded clothes slowly, and saw Jiang An slender with his back facing each other, with his arms raised high when he hung up his white coat, and the cuffs of the pure black shirt with a curved and exquisite cut slipped slightly. He walked steadily and turned around, and suddenly fell down again.

He himself didn't know why, but suddenly he became more thoughtful, and even the most common and subtle actions were caught in his eyes, and he wanted to stop in his heart.

I don't want to watch black for many years, only to find tenderness today.

So much so that he misunderstood his nerves, and suddenly said, "The second level of the gopher machine, I failed."

This is quite normal, but everyone has their own opinions, the synthesized voice is cold, the boy's voice is unwilling, and the radio voice is funny.

Speaking from Bai San's mouth, I feel a little wronged, it means to sue.

Jiang An's lips curled slightly, "Difficult?"

"..."

Bai San quickly stuck out his tongue toward the river bank—while not paying attention.

He suspected he was being laughed at.

"Actually, it's not that difficult." Difficult to die.

When Jiang An looked over, Bai San swore incongruously, and at the same time racked his brains to think about how to restore the story of Ultraman being surrounded by a group of little monsters that popped up, and slowly followed Jiang An down. upstairs.

The snow stopped, the sky was sunny, and there were few pedestrians.

The community hospital has a back door, which is located in the community. When the two came out, they were facing the underground parking garage. The apartment building where Bai San lived was also close in front of them, separated by a small corridor, only twenty or thirty steps away.

Bai San felt that he was obsessed with brushing the questions, and regarded the second level as a math problem. He analyzed and tenaciously analyzed all the way along the way, and specifically listed all the reasons why he could not pass the second level.

In the end, he finally succeeded in confusing himself.

"Doctor Jiang, am I naive?" He lowered his head and asked in a muffled voice.

Not childish, not childish, not childish—

"Well, childish."

At this second, Bai San heard the sound of heartbreaking.

Jiang An smiled and added, "I'm still a kid who likes to act like a baby."

It was originally a derogatory term, but in his mouth it became a fudge, although it was a little shameful.

Bai San snorted softly, a lock of curly hair that was drooping instantly turned up, fully charged, he raised his finger and rubbed his nose, "Then... what are you doing at my age?"

"Eat, go to class, sleep, I have to say that there is any difference, but because my father is in politics, I have the habit of paying attention to current events and reading newspapers."

With his hands in his pockets, Jiang An stared at the snow-covered branches from a distance, his voice was low and magnetic, and there was a bit of gentleness, like clouds that were half golden and orange half vast and dark at dusk.

Bai San nodded in confusion.

That's the end of the topic, it's time to separate and say goodbye.

But his eyes stayed in front of Jiang An's eyes for two seconds, he turned his eyes away, squeezed his fingers and whispered, "Are you busy, Doctor Jiang?"

"Why do you ask that?"

There was a faint cyan in Jiang An's eyes, which was hard to detect. In various aspects, it was easy to be distracted by the eyes of the book collection, and once discovered, it also caught his mind.

Bai San didn't speak.

Jiang An turned his head, met the sight he suddenly caught while dodging, understood, and laughed dumbly, "I have an old problem, insomnia."

Bai San, who slept until dawn, had heard this word before, but it was only a word, and he couldn't understand it.

He frowned, heard the answer, but couldn't answer a decent word, suddenly a vague idea flashed in his heart, when he grabbed a little tail, it suddenly jumped out, continued to grow, and finally occupied the entire heart pot.

"Doctor Jiang, wait for me! I'm going home to get something, it's on the third floor, up to 4 minutes, no, no, 2 minutes! I'll be right back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out a distance in two or three steps, and suddenly his wrist was firmly restrained. He stopped in a daze. Jiang An had already let go of his hand, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said, "No rush."

Bai San didn't say a word, obediently, walked into the door of the unit with stiff hands and feet, turned the corner, and rubbed the roots of his ears vigorously.

In the 113th second, he took the time to push open the door of the unit, holding a big kraft cardboard box in his hand, and Jiang An's words had long been forgotten.

In the silent winter day, he brought the wind, damp and hot, a feeling he had never felt before.

Jiang An didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and watched him running quietly.

Bai San took a big breath, and the white breath spread out, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was crystal clear and moist, and a light pink smudged on his porcelain white face, making it more transparent, and tiny bloodshots under the skin could be seen.At this time, his eyes were shining brightly, and he held the box in his hands like offering treasures and handed it over.

"It contains tea pillows, cassia seed tea, a gift from my classmate on my birthday. I said I found it in a minority village during a trip. It is very magical and can eliminate pimples. But I haven't grown any, so I keep it. , the package has not been opened. I think it should also have the effect of relaxing and sleeping. "

I've only met a few times, and it's a bit abrupt to give someone a pillow suddenly.But Jiang An did not refuse, his eyes fell on him, and he nodded his thanks.

Bai San didn't think that Jiang An had to use the tea pillow as a gift. Everyone has fixed habits and preferences. When you have insomnia, just think about it and try it. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter where you throw it. Pillow.

Later, he saw a tea pillow on Jiang An's bed, but he didn't recognize it. It looked ugly, the quality was not good, and it didn't smell like tea. It looked like a 20 yuan street stall.

There is also an original silk satin pillow on the bed, which is so special that it can be cut to make high-end clothing.

Bai San was dumbfounded seeing the clouds and mud stacked together, and asked Jiang An, but he was misled if he didn't ask the question.

He has always been safe in his heart.

Before leaving, Jiang An said that the next dressing change is scheduled for three days later, and he will see a doctor temporarily in the morning. If it doesn't hurt, he can seal it up this week.

That means - healed.

No need to worry anymore, no need to go to the community hospital.

Bai San was at the newsstand when he received a call from Lin Guangyao.

"The proprietress has finally let people go. I didn't expect to leave so quickly. It just so happens that my dad is at home these few days, and the work on the construction site will only start next week. I'm thinking that I can reunite for a few days when I go back now, or I have to wait until the next year. I Booked a ticket for tomorrow morning, let's go before leaving?"

Although Bai San was touched, he knew in his heart that sooner or later he would have to part.

He tilted his head to withdraw money, and asked with his mobile phone in his ear, "The old place?"

"old place."

After hanging up the phone, Bai San was dazed for a while looking at the silhouette reflected by the counter, a little at a loss.

The owner of the newsstand folded the newspapers into a plastic bag, got the change, and sold annual subscriptions, "Young man, it's a good deal, I don't make money!"

Bai San counted the remaining money and shook his head.

It is already very impulsive to buy half a month's worth of newspapers in one go. Save it, you should be able to read it for a long time.

He couldn't explain why he did this, many emotions and many thoughts were born leisurely.

The old place is a grilled fish shop, there are many people, so you have to wait in line if you go late.

Bai San came out of the newsstand, sent a message to Lin Guangying, dangled the plastic bag, and walked there.

A large pot of grilled fish, several plates of grilled skewers, a can of beer, and an ice cream bread box.

"It's late," Lin Guangyin sat down, poured half a bottle of beer, and smacked his lips, "Excellent!"

Bai San stingily gave him a scoop of ice cream, looked at the newspaper, looked down, and suddenly froze.

The spoon fell to the ground with a bang.

"What's the matter, Bai?" Lin Guangyin was startled, and moved his head closer, "A young man surnamed Chang in Beicheng secretly took pictures of more than a hundred women's skirts and spread obscene videos..."

— Sentenced to 11 years in prison yesterday.

Bai San's face was pale, his breath was short of breath, and he was not sure at first glance. He stared at the photo of the criminal in the lower left corner of the newspaper without moving, and finally confirmed that it was Chang Fa, whom he had only seen the day before yesterday.

"...Scum," Lin Guangyin spat, picked up his small satchel by the table and hung it on the back of the chair, suddenly paused, and weighed it, "Isn't your bag only filled with model daggers all the year round? Do you feel like you've lost weight?"

Bai San leaned back in the chair weakly, his fingers were still trembling, and hummed softly.

There was also a fruit knife in the bag, which he put in after he came back from the hospital. In the past two days, he always dreamed that Chang Fa would come back to look for him.

However, it doesn't seem necessary now.

He took a bite of toast spread with honey butter and dipped it in melted strawberry ice cream.

Cool.

Slightly sweet.