I don't know

Sometimes people don't notice how fast time goes by.

It's like I just want to close my eyes and take a nap for a while, but when I open my eyes again, it's getting late, which makes people regret it.

You may notice when the carefully cared-for flowers on the window sill bloom and wither, but you don't know when the wild flowers bloom and wither on the roadside.

Just as some people live like years, others live like seconds.

"Doctor Qiu, my daughter-in-law will entrust you."

The old-looking woman put down the little girl in her arms, and wanted to shake the man's hand to show her respect, but she looked at the man in a clean white coat and white fingers and withdrew her hand back, feeling a little embarrassed as she turned pale from washing herself. rubbed on his clothes.

But the man took the initiative to hold her hand, "Don't worry, Auntie, the child just has the flu, it's not serious."

The woman kept nodding, "Hey, hey, I just listen to the doctor."

In a blink of an eye, he said to the little girl, "Be good, Mom will pick you up in the afternoon."

The little girl's face was a little pale, and she hid behind her mother in embarrassment, staring at this handsome big brother with bright black eyes.

The woman told the little girl a few more words, and when she went out, she ran into her neighbor, Sister Liu, who had returned from planting vegetables.The two women got together and talked as they went home.

"Is the baby sick again?" Sister Liu asked.

"Yes." The woman nodded.

"This Doctor Qiu has heard that his medical skills are very good."

"He looks like a fairy, and has a gentle temper."

"Such a handsome man, why did he become a doctor in a place like ours?"

"I don't know, have you heard? Uncle Chen's granddaughter runs here every day, she must have fallen in love with Dr. Qiu."

"No, but that girl's family is not as good-looking as Axia from the next village, and Axia runs a lot too..."

……

Linda looked around the somewhat run-down house, although it wasn't her first visit.

The room was a bit dark, only the middle bulb was on, and the two on either side seemed to have been broken for a long time and were covered in dust.The room was tidy and tidy by the owner, and some medical instruments were placed in the corner of the room in an orderly manner. The man was bending over to press the little girl's throat. The little girl was very obedient, and the man touched her head to express his comfort.He took out another thermometer and clamped it for her, and carried her to the small bed in the inner room.

The little girl seemed to like him very much and shrank into his arms.

Seeing him coming out of the room, Linda went in and sat down at the consultation table unceremoniously.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for two weeks, and you even have a daughter?"

Qiu Luo glanced at her helplessly, ignoring her teasing, "Come down quickly, the medical record is overwhelmed."

Linda Oh, come down.

"Why are you free?" Qiu Luo asked while writing in the medical record. At this time, Linda should go to the magazine office to shoot the annual winter new style, at least for a few days.

"I want to eat your cooking." Linda brushed her hair on her back. Her hair was already long and dyed light brown.She glanced at Qiu Luo who was writing, her tone was subtle.

"It's a pity that you, a student of surgery, actually came to this small mountain village to treat other people's colds."

"Medical medicine is interlinked." Qiu Luo glanced at Linda, and said with a smile: "This patient, I saw that your complexion is dark and your chin has pimples, but you have an endocrine disorder?"

Linda: "...Go to hell."

Linda: "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Qiu Luo went inside to get the little girl's thermometer, "Understood, I'll make it for you later."

She looked at this thin and thin figure, looked at this small and shabby room, and felt a little sour in her heart.

What a fool, this man.

N City, where N University is located in the UK, generally has a mild climate. It doesn't feel too cold in winter, but it is still rainy.

Ken is a native Englishman with blond hair and blue eyes, studying in the law department of N University. His dream is to go to China to eat snacks and watch pandas, so he is particularly interested in the Chinese student in the dormitory.

"Lin, does China only eat 'hot pot' during the 'Spring Festival'?"

"No." The introverted and charming oriental man said, "You can eat it at any time, but more people eat it in winter."

Oh, so, Ken nodded, the fluffy blond hair on his head moved, "I really want to eat 'hot pot', shall we go to a Chinese restaurant? I'm hungry."

Xiang Lin raised his eyebrows, "I remember you still have to write a case."

Ken groaned with a frowning face, "Badluck! 'Hot Pot' becomes 'Kang|Master'."

This kid likes Chinese culture very much, and he also has a special liking for Chinese instant noodles. He often goes to the imported supermarket to buy a bunch of them. Seeing his wronged face, Xiang Lin smiled and got up from the soft chair:

"You're lucky. I'm going to eat too. I can't bring hot pot. I can bring you dumplings."

Ken star-eyed: "Cool!"

Xiang Lin looked out the window, it was still raining a little, he put on his coat, took an umbrella and walked out of the dormitory, ready to take a car to a Chinese restaurant.

After two years in the UK, he still can't get used to the food here.

The owner of the Chinese restaurant is a middle-aged man. Seeing Xiang Lin, he greeted him warmly. Xiang Lin ordered something and sat there waiting.

It was already past the meal time, and there were not many people in the restaurant, and the things Xiang Lin ordered came up quickly, and the boss was no longer surprised by this strange combination.

Dumplings with eggplant?

This international student is a frequent customer of his shop, and every time he comes, no matter what he eats, he must order an eggplant, and he never gets tired of eating it.

Xiang Lin ordered another order of dumplings to take away, and began to eat.

The proprietress sitting at the counter was watching a drama, she was familiar with Chinese, presumably it was some new domestic program.He ate very seriously, and occasionally listened to what the host said on the show.

Another person walked in at the door and sat at the adjacent table.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles."

Xiang Lin's chopsticks paused for a moment.

Very clean and clear voice, with a little softness at the end.

"Okay." The boss replied, turned around and went to the kitchen to start the next step.

Xiang Lin's gaze remained on the table, and the chopsticks that had stopped by his mouth finally slipped into his mouth.

He has eaten in many Chinese restaurants, but the eggplant made by this one is the most suitable for him, with a familiar taste.

The person next door suddenly stood up and said to the proprietress, "Madam proprietress, I'll go out first."

The proprietress was aroused by watching it, and she responded vaguely, and the man walked out.

When Xiang Lin finished eating, the man hadn't come back yet. He went to the counter to pay and took the packed dumplings. When he came back, he saw a key lying on the ground, so he picked it up.

When the man came back, he was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and sat down again where he had just been.

Xiang Lin raised his eyes and handed him the key.

"Your key."

A strange face.

The man was a little surprised, and quickly thanked: "Thank you."

A familiar voice.

"You're welcome."

Ken finally finished the case and happily ate dumplings.Seeing Xiang Lin sitting on the bed silently, staring at the phone screen without blinking.

"Lin, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing." Xiang Lin didn't seem to have calmed down yet, his voice still carried the damp coldness from outside.

When people come into contact with familiar things, they always lose control of their memories.

Ken was a little curious, so he leaned over to have a look.

On the screen was a picture of Lin standing on a bridge with another man, both smiling.

He babbled and ate the dumplings, and with his eyes wide open, Lin could actually smile so happily. Who is this good-looking person beside him?

He guessed, "Brother?"

Xiang Lin's eyes suddenly became sharp and indifferent.

Who is he?

A very vicious, extremely hateful person.

A thief, a liar.

But he couldn't hide the softness in his eyes.

"Lover."