Castle Peak

Xie Cen and Yu Nian sat face to face and had dinner together.

Yu Nian drank a bowl of porridge in a leisurely manner, and hardly ate anything else. After finishing drinking, he propped his chin and watched Xie Cen opposite him eat.

Xie Cen felt that he was about to have difficulty swallowing.

"Uh, Teacher Yu...why do you keep looking at me..." She held back for a while before finishing the sentence hesitantly.

"You look good."

Feel like being teased.

Xie Cen blushed and buried himself in his meal.

Yu Nian chuckled, crossed his arms and smiled, looked away, leaning against the back of the chair in the hospital restaurant, looking at the dark blue night sky outside.

Day by day, the days are getting closer and closer to the end of the year.

"Xie Cen, do you have time to go home during the Chinese New Year?"

Suddenly asked such a sentence.

"Well, the train ticket has been bought, and I can get home the day before the Chinese New Year."

"How long is the car ride?"

"It's very close, just over four hours away."

"Is your family in the province?"

"Well, it's from City N."

"Ah, you and Jiayu are from the same city."

"Teacher Jiang too?"

"Correct."

"What a coincidence!" Xie Cen became more emotional, "Where's Teacher Yu?"

"Me? I'm a local."

"Ah, that's much more convenient than us."

Yu Nian smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "For me, it's pretty much the same."

Xie Cen opened her mouth. She wanted to ask something, but she didn't say anything. She put all the doubts about Yu Nian in her heart. She put away the tableware and followed Yu Nian's gaze. It was the fourth floor. The night view outside the restaurant is facing the flickering lights of the main road and the continuous flow of vehicles.

"Looks like it's going to snow soon." Xie Cen said blankly, feeling like he was talking to himself.

"Let's go." Yu Nian stood up.

"it is good."

The two walked back side by side.

"My alma mater will have a drama performance in two days. In the theater on the old campus, are you free? Let's go see it together."

Xie Cen turned to look at Yu Nian, who was also looking at her, Yu Nian's expression was particularly gentle under the corridor lights.

"Okay, okay," Xie Cen said suddenly nervously, "If I can rest that day, I hope."

"Don't worry," Yu Nian patted her head naturally, "I'll just talk to Jiayu, and I'll give you half a day off."

Xie Cen looked at Yu Nian's back as he walked away, and suddenly realized that he had just been touched by Yu Nian's hair, but he didn't feel repulsive and nervous like before, and he didn't even immediately think of the unpleasant memories that happened before. .

She froze in place for a while, then walked in the opposite direction and returned to her department, but she didn't see Jiang Jiayu, she grabbed a familiar nurse who happened to be passing by, and she couldn't explain clearly, she just saw Dr. Jiang Just go out.

Xie Cen nodded, thanked him, and sat down to continue writing.

In the ward, Guo Yinghu was lying down with her eyes closed. Jiang Jiayu knew that he was not asleep. She stood in front of the window of the ward, looked at the sky outside, and then returned to the bed, bent down and gently He whispered in Yinghu's ear, "It looks like it's going to snow soon."

Yinghu slowly opened her eyes, Jiang Jiayu's gentle face appeared in front of her eyes, Yinghu's eyes were still red, as if she had been secretly crying for a long time at night.

"It's okay," Jiang Jiayu gently wiped away the tears that were about to fall from Yinghu with his fingertips, "I will recover soon."

Yinghu shook his head, closed his eyes, Jiang Jiayu opened the hot soup he had prepared for Yinghu, "Eat something."

The person on the hospital bed hoarsely asked in a low voice, "Is there... any news about him?"

Jiang Jiayu knew that "he" referred to the senior student, she shook her head, helped Yinghu up, put a pillow on her back, and brought the soup in front of Yinghu.

"The school has granted you leave, and no one knows about your hospitalization for the time being."

Yinghu looked at the soup in his hand, wondering what he was thinking, "Thank you, Jiayu."

"Take a good rest, I'll go back to work first."

Jiang Jiayu closed the door of the ward, leaned against the wall and let out a sigh of relief. Before she could react, Li Muyun was already standing in front of her.

"Hey, why are you in a daze?"

"It's nothing, I just sent some soup to Yinghu."

"I just happened to come over to take a look. Since you just left, I'm not in a hurry to go in."

Li Muyun tilted his chin towards the other end of the corridor, Jiang Jiayu knew what the other party meant, and the two walked quietly to the other end of the corridor.

"Your friend, the doctor in the orthopedics department, is everything okay?"

Jiang Jiayu pressed his temples, "The family is still entangled in the court, and they have arguing with the director of the orthopedics department. It just stopped for a while two days ago."

"I see that Dr. Yu is like a normal person, and he is still the same every day."

"Yu Nian is like that, ordinary things can't disturb her."

"That child is really poor."

Jiang Jiayu lowered her head, staring at the area under her feet in a daze, "Subsequent surgery and rehabilitation are both problems."

When the topic came to this point, the hearts of both of them also became heavy. A nurse passed by the two of them with something, and after glancing at them, Li Muyun tugged Jiang Jiayu's sleeve, "Let's go."

The two were walking side by side, Li Muyun suddenly held Jiang Jiayu's hand, Jiang froze for a moment, before he could react, Li Muyun had already held her hand tightly.

Jiang Jiayu wanted to break free, but felt the strength from the opponent's hand, as well as Li Muyun's conscious resistance, Jiang Jiayu finally compromised, and she let Li hold her hand, and the two of them clasped hands tightly. The wide sleeves of the white coat hide it like a secret, but this secret makes Jiang Jiayu feel like a stick in her throat, making her restless.

When approaching the elevator, Jiang finally gently pushed Li Muyun's hand away.

Li Muyun chuckled out of his breath, "You."

Jiang Jiayu turned her face sideways, did not speak, put one hand on her arm, watching the floor numbers keep beating, Li Muyun felt that her heart was also dropping at the same time.

Something was different, she thought.

Of course Jiang Jiayu knew about this.

She knows that the old love is still there, but her heart is no longer there, so the possibility of the resurgence of this love no longer exists.

So she thought of Cheng Xiaoshu again.

She has just finished taking a shower, sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine, her hair is still half dry, she doesn't like to use a hair dryer, she is used to wiping it with a dry towel, the hair dryer always makes her feel very noisy, making her unable to think about things quietly .

The magazine was published two months ago. I haven’t read it since I bought it. It has been kept in the study. Tonight I thought of "Duansheli", so I took it out. The issue of "Zhiri" is exactly the one I made. Off topic, there is also a saying that throwing things away will bring people a sense of happiness and satisfaction. Jiang Jiayu held his head and thought, most of the things that can be completely thrown away are material things, emotional things, people will always be obsessed .

She put down the book, walked to the French windows, and looked at the night view of the city outside.

She suddenly wanted to call Cheng Xiaoshu.

This kind of longing was just a small flame at first, burning in her heart, and then the flame gradually expanded, gradually filling her entire chest, scorching her, making her unable to calm down, making her suddenly heartbroken. filled with repressed emotions.

But she knew she couldn't.

She couldn't call Cheng Xiaoshu at this time, because that was the promise she made to him not long ago.

Before the coming spring of the next year, she can't disturb the other party, because she has to give the other party enough time to think and choose, and she can't give the other party any, even the slightest, interference from the outside world at this time.

She held a glass of water and drank slowly.

I thought silently in my heart, it would be great if this winter could end soon.

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