Drifting

Cheng Sidu on the other end of the phone was still crying softly, Tan Qing's patience gradually ran out: "Are you done crying?"

"Are you, hiccup, are you drinking with someone else, hiccup?" He hiccupped.

"Correct."

Cheng Sidu asked in a low voice: "Didn't you agree to never drink again?"

This is the agreement they made when they lived together not long ago.Tan Qing has a bad temper, likes to be cold and violent, and is even more ignorant after drinking, but just stares at Sidu grimly. Sidu has quarreled with him because of this matter, shed tears, and acted like a baby. Promise, until the breakup, never entered the house with the smell of alcohol again.

Tan Qing paused, and said calmly: "Cheng Sidu, do you remember? We broke up. We won't become enemies, but we can't be so close anymore."

"Oh." It took Sidu a long time to respond, "But drinking is not good, you may get alcoholic liver. You still have such a bad temper after drinking."

Tan Qing said: "Now you don't have to endure my bad temper anymore." He continued, "I'm dead."

Tan Qing looked at the call page of the mobile phone, and deleted the call records and the eleven phone numbers.

Summer is over soon.

In the spring, summer, autumn and winter in the world, memories and experiences are very short.

In the winter, Tan Qing caught a cold as usual, and was a little dizzy. After taking medicine for a few days, he didn't get better.

Tan Qing's company has taken on a new project, planning to build a medical software that specializes in the early diagnosis and treatment of cancer tumors. After the core technicians are equipped, there is still a lot of data left. The transfer person has a meal.

On the third day, Tan Qing drove to the restaurant by himself, and it was freezing rain outside. After getting out of the car and entering the house, the short distance was only a short distance away, and a faint frost had already condensed on his hair.

Before the greetings were over, Tan Qing caught sight of Cheng Sidu in the corner.

Cheng Sidu was only wearing a white sweater, a plaid coat was draped over the back of the chair, his hair seemed to have just been washed, it was extraordinarily soft and fluffy, his cheeks were bulging and he was eating a bag of spicy peas, he didn't look like a 30-year-old man , Quiet and delicate like a girl.

He raised his head and looked at Tan Qing blankly, then his face changed suddenly, his lips trembled, but he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Tan Qing smiled generously and said, "Dr. Cheng, we meet again."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Sidu had no choice but to say hello: "Hello...your leg is already healed." It seemed to be an explanation, "Tan is always my patient, and he injured his leg in July."

"Oh. That's it." The director of the hospital's oncology department smiled knowingly.

Tan Qing began to toast, drink one after another, drinking refreshedly, when he arrived at Cheng Sidu's place, Sidu shook his head: "I don't drink."

He glanced at Tan Qing, "Go drink with someone else."

During the meeting, Cheng Sidu left, and 2 minutes later, Tan Qing also found a reason to go out.

He found Cheng Sidu in the toilet, Cheng Sidu propped his hands on the washstand, his head drooped, and he didn't move in a lonely way, his back was still twisted thinly in winter.Like a white stone statue with no temperature and no popularity.

Before Tan Qing approached, Cheng Sidu suddenly retched violently twice, but managed to avoid spitting out anything.

He washed his face slowly, and saw Tan Qing leaning against the door frame smoking a cigarette in the mirror through the wet drops of eyelashes.

Tan Qing really smokes and drinks too much.

He persuaded himself that I am a doctor, and because of his duty and vocation as a doctor, he had the courage to speak: "Stop smoking, it's bad for your health. Do you know that——"

"—Cheng Sidu." Tan Qing seemed to like to interrupt him, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Sidu scratched his hair a little helplessly, like a sulking little boy.

Tan Qing didn't force him, and said to him in that unresolved tone: "Sidu. We are not lovers, we are still friends. We were too young at that time and did some stupid things. Now—"

Cheng Sidu interrupted him aggressively: "Do you think those things are stupid?" He was suddenly discouraged again, helplessly, as if he had already foreseen Tan Qing's motives, "Work is work, I won't bring personal emotions into it. ,You can be assured."

Tan Qing was always the easy side in their ended relationship.Sidu hated this very much, but he had to admit that it was true.

Tan Qing frowned deeply, perhaps because she didn't believe it.

After a while, he asked again: "You seemed unwell just now."

Cheng Sidu showed no expression, "I don't have a good stomach, I just ate something greasy, and I feel a little sick."

"Oh."

Cheng Sidu also picked up his own question again: "Tan Qing, is it a foolish thing for us to fall in love? Is it wrong? Do you regret it?"

Tan Qing didn't answer him, and finally just said: "We can't revisit old accounts, and look forward."

After the dinner was over, Tan Qing leaned on the back seat of the car, and his assistant drove the car, playing some sweet and greasy love songs.

Tan Qing saw Cheng Sidu standing at the door for a long time, and suddenly realized that Cheng Sidu still hadn't learned how to drive.

The assistant asked, "Do you want to send Doctor Cheng back?"

After waiting for a while, Tan Qing said, "Please come up."

The assistant lowered the car window and said to Cheng Sidu, whose face was pale with cold, "Doctor Cheng, come up, we will take you home."

Cheng Sidu narrowed his eyes, looked at the assistant inquiringly, then saw Tan Qing in the back seat, and shook his head lightly, "Thank you, no need, I will take a taxi."

Tan Qing lowered the car window and looked at him: "Come up, hurry up. You can't park here."

Cheng Sidu froze for a while, as if he was afraid of the cold, he rubbed his hands and got into the car.

He leaned against the right window door awkwardly, trying to shrink himself into a ball, reducing his sense of existence.

The assistant thought of the two beautiful white legs under the white coat in Xia Tian again, and had nothing to say: "Doctor Cheng, you look young, how old are you this year?"

"thirty."

"Oh, by the way, my mother is quite old and still has pimples on her face. I want to take her to see a doctor. Dr. Cheng, can you recommend a reliable one."

"Dr. Li Zhi from our hospital is an expert in dermatology and very experienced. You can take your mother to have a look."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Cheng."

"By the way, where do you live?"

Cheng Sidu said: "Just put me under the central square."

Cheng Sidu got out of the car, thanked him, and closed the door.

When the car had gone a certain distance, Tan Qinggui turned around in a strange way, and saw through the rear window that Cheng Sidu was still standing there, rubbing his hands under the dim street lights, looking in this direction with an indiscernible expression.

There seemed to be fine snow falling from the sky.

He wiped his face with his hands.

Tan Qing turned her head and looked straight at the night driveway, not thinking about Cheng Sidu who was left behind.

But he still didn't want Cheng Sidu to be crying.

Tan Qing slept late at night.After he broke up with Cheng Sidu, he forged his degree and went to a small outsourcing company to work as a programmer. He squeezed out all the time for reading and self-study, while studying with his master. Two years later, he moved to a small Internet company. He did a good job and was promoted. salary, and later directly set up a studio by itself, poaching people and working hard, and slowly got to today's scale.

He looked away from the monitor, looked out the window, and suddenly remembered the days when he and Cheng Sidu lived together in Hangzhou.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the buildings in the distance are still brightly lit. Walking on the boulevard with few people at night, I feel that the sky is high and the earth is far apart.Cheng Sidu was still in college, so he volunteered to pick him up from get off work at night and brought a bowl of oden. The two young people got together and ate crab sticks in a daze. Their eyes met, and their greasy mouths met. Let it be. took a short kiss.

Cheng Sidu's face was a little red, but his eyes were shining.

Looking into Cheng Sidu's eyes, the poor Tan Qing felt that everything had hope.