Castle Peak

"Okay, I see, you go to bed early too."

The elder brother over there waited for her to hang up the phone first, Jiang Jiayu was still not asleep, and did not send a text message to Cheng Xiaoshu, fearing that it would be too late to disturb the other party, but just left a sentence "Thank you" on Penguin.

She thought that the other party would see it tomorrow. In fact, she didn't have to send this sentence, but... just wanted to say a few words to the other party.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xiaoshu didn't sleep either.

Jiang Jiayu sent a surprised expression, "It's two o'clock, and you haven't slept yet?"

"Can't sleep."

"what happened?"

"You didn't sleep either."

Cheng Xiaoshu changed the subject, and Jiang Jiayu knew that the other party didn't want to answer this question, so she silently put it in her heart.

"Well, not asleep."

There was silence.

Jiang Jiayu thought it was too late... She should be resting, she was just about to send "good night", when Cheng Xiaoshu's chat message suddenly came over.

"Actually... I may understand why that kid is like this, because my parents also separated when I was a child."

Jiang Jiayu choked up for a moment.

The other party revealed some personal things to her. Perhaps she should be happy that the distance between the two has narrowed, but right now, she is reluctant to even bend the corner of her mouth.

"Sleep. It's too late."

Cheng Xiaoshu returned a smile and went offline.

Jiang Jiayu half-supported his head, looking at the city lights still flickering outside the transparent glass window of the bedroom, feeling depressed, not knowing how to relieve it, so he simply sat up, picked up the book he hadn't finished a few days ago, and started to read.

Japanese writers write prose very lightly. Some people's style of writing is full of leisure, while others have a different kind of sadness, but it is also very vague, like certain teas. layer of bitterness.

Cheng Xiaoshu is that cup of tea. Jiang Jiayu saw her first with joy, then apprehension, then entanglement, and then relief. Today, there is also a trace of bitterness. This bitterness is not strong, just like Cheng Xiaoshu himself, too. Gentle, all emotions are indifferent. This is also the difference between her and Li Muyun. Li Muyun is full of changes and emotions, which is not suitable for her.

The next morning is the day shift.

Counting the days, the interns had been in the hospital for a full month, and they were about to switch departments. Jiang Jiayu was just about to go to the ward rounds, when Yu Nian happened to come to see her.

"Xie Cen, watch more."

"Who?"

"Thank you, Cen."

Yu Nian paused every word, speaking seriously and earnestly, Jiang Jiayu was almost deceived by her expression, but the tender emotion in the other party's eyes like clear pools betrayed him.

"Is it assigned to me?"

"Well, come to your department."

"Your relatives? Acquaintances? Friends?"

Jiang Jiayu held back her laughter, deliberately teasing the other party.

Yu Nian raised his eyes, put his thin hand on Jiang Jiayu's shoulder, moved closer and asked slowly, "Interested?"

"Uh......"

"It's not good for now, you just need to take care of it."

"Huh?" Jiang Jiayu dragged out her voice, "Oh?"

"You sing, and you still have a transliteration."

Yu Nian smiled lightly.

"Got it, don't worry."

Sure enough, a few students came over in the afternoon. Jiang Jiayu looked at the roster, and there was indeed one named Xie Cen, so she paid special attention to it, counted his names, and looked up, but it was the very shy kid she met that day.

Xie Cen has black hair just past his shoulders, his eyes are very bright, very clear, his face is fair, with a little baby fat, I don't know if it's because of his shyness, he always likes to purse his mouth slightly when he smiles.

Jiang Jiayu pondered in her heart what Yu Nian meant by "I can't tell for the time being". She was still a little confused and not sure, but in order to show Xie Cen more, she made herself Xie Cen's teacher.

I went to work for two consecutive days, adjusted with my colleagues, and finally changed my rest day to Saturday and Sunday.

"I'm not going anywhere these two days. I want to have fun with my children."

She typed quickly with her fingers.

Cheng Xiaoshu returned quickly, "Any plans?"

"Well... isn't there a science and technology experience exhibition at the City Museum on Saturday? He told me about it a few days ago."

"The city museum is very close to my house, how about dropping by my house?"

"convenient?"

"Of course, you are especially welcome."

Jiang Jiayu rubbed his face and smiled, feeling that his current expression must be a very silly one.

Cheng Xiaoshu was really waiting for them at home.

It's a winter evening, Yu Yang is not considered warm, the sky is light gray, with one or two layers of thin clouds, Jiang Jiayu brought a bottle of red wine over, like a foreigner, and I feel quite Want to laugh, but don't know what expression to put on, a little nervous, a little uneasy, but more of that anticipation.

The little nephew looked up at her, "Auntie, why don't you ring the doorbell?"

She bent her mouth, smiled, nodded to the child, and then raised her hand.

The door opened, and the door opened quickly.

This is not a big house, but the layout is small and unique. When looking in from the porch, the line of sight is blocked by a carved wooden partition, and there are three or two green plants embellished with slender branches and leaves stretching horizontally. The living room has floor-to-ceiling glass , bright light.

When she handed over the gift she brought, Cheng Xiaoshu's eyes widened a little, as if he was a little stunned, but the surprise disappeared quickly, and the familiar, gentle smile appeared on her face again, together with the unsettled expression in those eyes. slang smile.

It's weird, it's weird.

It's strange and scary to like this kind of thing. Once you get infected, your thoughts are no longer your own, and your emotions can no longer be controlled by yourself. The language rises and falls with a smile.

She thought, could she think more about it.

This kind of thought always emerges when she and Cheng Xiaoshu look at each other.

It's hard to express that kind of look, but every meeting makes her heart seem to be filled with something, and it becomes a little heavier, as if with weight, it will naturally go down a little bit. Could it be that gravity also Can it be used here?

She was speechless again.This is really not like her usual.

A child's innocence may save some adults from embarrassment. Jiang Xizhe's slightly soft childish voice sounded, and his dull aunt came back from the fugue.

"Mr. Cheng, your house is so beautiful."

Cheng Xiaoshu also looked away from Jiang Jiayu's eyes, and gently stroked the child's soft hair.

The three sat down to have dinner.

They went to wash their hands first, and when Jiang Jiayu came out, he saw that the sky outside the window was gradually getting dark, the night was dark blue, his own figure was reflected in the glass of the living room, and the warm, hazy yellow light from the floor lamp standing beside the sofa lights.

For a moment, she almost had some kind of illusion, as if...

The man suddenly called her name, "Jia Yu."

Cheng Xiaoshu is from Yangzhou, and her standard Mandarin is soft and glutinous. Tonight, she entertained the aunt and nephew to eat their hometown dishes, pipa prawns, boiled dried shredded silk, egg chicken, Wensi tofu soup and orange chicken sauce fish. A lot, but it takes a lot of work.

"I learned these from my mother. She was discharged from the hospital two days ago and went back to Yangzhou to recuperate." Cheng Xiaoshu poured some fruit juice for the children, "I don't know much, just try it."

Jiang Jiayu smiled and held it up.

She liked the taste of tofu soup and praised it with a smile.

Jiang Xizhe is used to eating meals cooked by his aunt at home. The aunt is from the Northeast. Today he seldom eats Weiyang cuisine, and he is very devoted.

"What would you like to drink?" Cheng Xiaoshu asked Jiang Jiayu.

"It's all right."

"Did you drive?"

"Huh? Ah, yes, I drove here."

"Then you can't drink, juice or something?"

"It is all acceptable."

After dinner, the three of them sat on the sofa and chatted for a while, when Jiang Jiayu's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Well... something happened at the hospital, we have to go first."

Cheng Xiaoshu got up to see them off, put her hand on Jiang Xizhe's shoulder, and said goodbye to them.

"Slow down the road."

"it is good."

Although she was a little anxious, the car still drove very steadily. She sent her little nephew home first, and then turned around and went straight to the hospital.

As soon as he entered the department, Xie Cen walked over quickly, with sweat on his forehead.

"What about the patients brought over?"

"It has been pushed into the operating room and is under anesthesia now. Teachers from other departments are already inside."

"Come on, let's go change the surgical gown."

The author has something to say: I am addicted to Jisan (kneeling) these days

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