i really don't like you

The three separated, Song Yi drove away, and she and Jiang Yuebai took a taxi to the station. This time it was a real parting.

After sending Jiang Yuebai away, Jiang Yuebai returned home, took a shower, and saw an unread WeChat message on his phone, which was actually sent by Mo Zijin: "Senior Brother Jiang, I heard that you were discharged from the hospital today, and you are doing well now." Is it? Is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Yuebai turned back: "He's fine, but the wound still hurts a bit. Why did you suddenly call me Brother Jiang? You misunderstood me, I didn't come out of your university."

"Be closer this way." Mo Zijin turned back

Jiang Yuebai saw this line of writing was a bit weird, and was still thinking about how to reply, when Mo Zijin's second WeChat message came again: "It's normal for the wound to hurt a little, Brother Jiang, are you at home now? I'm downstairs at your house .”

Ok?

This is even weirder

Jiang Yuebai went downstairs immediately, and sure enough, she saw Mo Zijin wearing simple clothes downstairs. He was standing there with something in his hand, and when he saw him coming down, he smiled softly, "Sorry to bother you."

"I'm not bothering you." Jiang Yuebai wondered, "What's the matter?"

Mo Zijin handed him the things in his hand: "This is medicine that can help your wound recover quickly. I saw it in the hospital today, so I brought you some along the way."

Jiang Yuebai thanked him and took it. The two stood still and neither of them spoke. He looked around and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go up first?"

Mo Zijin said, in a low voice, but without any hesitation: "If Brother Jiang doesn't mind, can I go up and have a look?"

"..."

Although this request was a bit unreasonable, it didn't seem so unacceptable to Mo Zijin. He could see that this kid was really weird sometimes.

Upstairs, Jiang Yuebai took someone home. He was just recovering from a serious illness, and the mess in the house was not cleaned up. There was a little thing here, and a little bit there, and he was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, the house is a bit messy, don't mind."

Mo Zijin shook his head and smiled and said it was okay, but he took out a small notebook and wrote and drew something on it. Jiang Yuebai was puzzled and asked again: "Have you eaten yet?"

Mo Zijin shook his head. Jiang Yuebai was about to say that they could go out to eat, but he heard Mo Zijin say seriously: "I've been busy in the hospital and I'm only coming back now, so I just ate some bread to fill my stomach. If you can If so, can I trouble Senior Brother Jiang to cook some dishes for me?"

"..."

This kid... is really straightforward, so frank and reasonable, Jiang Yuebai laughed and said:

"Yes, yes, but let me tell you first, I don't know how to cook, and the taste is not guaranteed."

"It's okay." Dr. Mo didn't seem to care.

Half an hour later, the egg-fried rice, which was steaming hot but not full of color and flavor, came out of the pan. Although I haven't tasted the taste yet, judging from the appearance and the faint smell, um... probably Not so good.

President Xiao Jiang blushed, intending to win respect: "I usually rarely cook, the taste is probably not very good, this is the first time I cook for someone other than my sister and my mother, the taste is not good Don't be surprised."

Mo Zijin looked up at him, seeming a little surprised: "Even Senior Brother Song hasn't eaten your cooking?"

"Song Yi..." Jiang Yuebai thought for a while: "I really haven't done it before. After all, my cooking is really bad. Even if I cook, it's mostly when I go to his house to eat, haha, You, Senior Brother Song, are amazing, you can do everything well, and you can make everything that looks delicious according to the recipe."

"Is that so..." Mo Zijin said thoughtfully, "It seems that next time I will try the dishes made by my senior."

As he spoke, he picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice and put it into his mouth. Jiang Yuebai watched nervously, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Dr. Mo did not speak, but concentrated on eating, chewing and swallowing silently, and just scooped up the second and third spoonfuls.

Then he put down the spoon, took a sip of water, raised his head, blinked his eyes, and said to Jiang Yuebai, "It's hard to eat, brother, can you pour it out?"

".....Can"

After he poured out the failed egg fried rice and returned to the living room, he saw Mo Zijin took out the small notebook and recorded something, so he leaned over and asked, "What are you writing?"

Mo Zijin said: "Senior brother's food is very difficult to eat."

"...What are you doing writing this in your notebook?"

Mo Zijin stopped writing for a while, smiled lightly, and said, "I've said it before, because I want to know more about you, Senior Brother Jiang."

"......ah...."

Jiang Yuebai couldn't laugh anymore. Looking at the calm and unobstructed Dr. Mo in front of him, ten thousand cattle, horses and sheep ran past in his heart, rumbling and blowing up a large grassland.

After that, Mo Zijin said goodbye as if nothing had happened, and left. When he left, the more Jiang Yuebai thought about it, the more something was wrong, so he hurriedly found his military officer in this area, Ms. Zhang Wanwan, and summarized the situation tonight in a few words. Posted in the past.

Not long after, Zhang Wanwan came back: "Look, I told you earlier, Mr. Jiang, Dr. Mo is definitely interested in you."

He didn't believe it at first, but he was a little shaken after what happened tonight, but he didn't dare to make a judgment: "Well, it's not easy to say anything directly now, let's wait and see, maybe Doctor Xiao Mo just compares Are you eager to help others?"

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, let me see how long you have to lie to yourself."

Jiang Yuebai put down the phone and wailed, thinking what the hell was going on, why would he have the nerve to face Mo Zijin in the future?

After all, you have to go to the hospital to find Song Yi, right?Thinking of the darkness in front of his eyes, he quickly began to comfort himself, not necessarily, not necessarily, Mo Zijin's behavior is probably not what they guessed, after all, all this is their own guess, isn't it?

In short, everything is unclear now, so let's take it one step at a time. He finally came to a conclusion and fell asleep.

On this day, Jiang Yuebai used to come to Song Yi after work. When she reached the office door, she remembered what happened last night. She hesitated in her steps. After a while, she pushed open the office door like a thief. , Song Yi was absent, not even Wen Heng, and there happened to be only one Mo Zijin in the entire office. Seeing him coming in, he smiled softly, "Senior Brother Jiang is here, and Senior Brother Song will be back soon."

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

There is no way, Jiang Yuebai sat in Song Yi's seat in a regular manner, while paying attention to Mo Zijin's actions, for fear that he would accidentally run up to him and say something scary. Fortunately, in the quiet office, Mo Zijin Zijin behaved normally, got him a glass of water halfway, and then returned to his seat to work seriously without saying anything.

Jiang Yuebai breathed a sigh of relief, Song Yi also came in at this time, and was not surprised to see him coming: "What's the matter today?"

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Yuebai complained: "Which one of us is with whom? If we have nothing to do, we can't come to you?"

"Talk about the point"

Jiang Yuebai immediately said: "There is a new Sichuan hot pot in the university town. I heard that the taste is very authentic. How about it? Let's try it after get off work later?"

"You have a stomach, are you sure you want to eat hot pot?" Song Yi joked

Jiang Yuebai's skin is thicker than the city wall: "Why else would I ask you to do it? You are a doctor, even if there is something wrong with my food, you still have it."

Song Yi picked up the notebook and left, looking at him leisurely; "If you don't mind waiting for me for another half an hour."

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind! Hehe."

Doctor Song is very powerful, he does what he says, half an hour is half an hour, and he leaves work on time. Jiang Yuebai left the hospital with him and arrived at the parking lot. He was 'surprised' when he saw Song Yi's very familiar old antique car He let out a sigh: "Our veteran cadre has finally recovered from his illness and returned to work?"

He followed Song Yi into the car, got into the passenger driver, and patted the car: "Where did it get repaired this time? How much did it cost?"

Song Yi reported the number, which made Jiang Yuebai feel distressed: "Why do you say you bother? It's not good for him to spend more money to buy a new car?"

Song Yi didn't deny it and started the car. Hearing the sound of the engine, he was a veritable old cadre.

Song Yi, this old car has a story.

In fact, this car is not Song Yi, at first it was fucking, the car was bought during the 08 Beijing Olympics, and his mother bought this car to welcome the Olympics, plus there were several 8s on the license plate number, His mother thinks it is auspicious, and loves this car very much.

I have been driving for so many years without any scratches or accidents, but the car, after a certain age, will start to have various problems, no matter how well maintained it is.

Song thought that his mother's car was getting worse and worse, so he took the initiative to buy a new car for his mother, but his mother was not happy when she got the new car. After all, the old car has been used for so long and the relationship is too deep, so she is not willing to sell it. Song Yi I just got rid of this thing by myself and drove this old car by myself.

When he arrived at the hot pot restaurant, Jiang Yuebai's eyes turned red, and he ordered a spicy hot pot and a dozen dishes in one go. He pretended to be a treat and let Song Yi eat whatever he wanted. When the dishes arrived, the portions were astonishing. The two looked at each other. , Resignedly began to solve the dishes in the pot.

Cooking, rinsing and rinsing, eating is enjoyable, but sweating all the time, full of wine and food, Jiang Yuebai patted her chubby belly to pay the bill, got on the car, and said in surprise: "Oh, did you find out? , I didn’t feel any pain in my stomach when I ate hot pot this time? Does it mean that my body has recovered during this time? "

"It means that the time has not come." Song Yi handed him a medicine: "Take it, just in case."

"Thank you, Doctor Song!"

On the way Song Yi sent him home, an old song that matched the temperament of this car was played on the car, accompanied by the drizzle that floated up outside the window at some time, it was comfortable and cozy.

Jiang Yuebai sat in the car with peace of mind and hummed softly, chatting with Song Yi occasionally, the atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious until he received Jiang Yuebai's WeChat message:

"Baibai, I'll be here tomorrow. Do you have anything you want to eat? I'll buy the vegetables first. How about the braised pork? I know you like my braised pork the most."

It's the weekend again...