To my dear senior sister

temptation, meet

Gu Xianxi...

However, she walked all over the first floor, but she didn't see that familiar figure again.

Wen Lian, who was about to give up and leave, stood in front of the glass door of the clinic, frowned and blinked.

Did she really get it wrong?

Not knowing whether she was lucky or lost, she slowly let out a sigh of relief and left the hospital.

Not long after she left, the elevator on the first floor opened again.Gu Xianxi pushed the medical cart full of syringes and medicines, and walked out of the elevator...

"China...why is it so hot..." Joyce slumped on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling hopelessly.

On the table were pieces of sliced ​​watermelon, and the sour plum soup that Wen Lian cooked last night and kept in the refrigerator.The brown liquid was contained in the glass, and there was a slight chill, and droplets of water condensed on the outer wall of the glass.In addition, there is a powerful electric fan blowing directly at Joyce.

But this doesn't seem to have much effect, the wind it blows is all hot air.Joyce was dripping with sweat, and the blond hair lying loose under her body was soaked in sweat and twisted into strands.

Wearing a vest and shorts, Joyce curled up her long legs charmingly, turned over, lay down on the sofa and glanced at the entrance, not knowing when Wen Lian would come back.

She was bored at home by herself, wanted to go out for a stroll but was afraid of the sun, and she didn't have Wen Lian's company.Joyce pursed his mouth in boredom, picked up the sour plum soup on the table, and put it in his mouth.

The first thing I tasted was ice cold, and then the sweet and sour taste, my teeth were almost sour.

Joyce had endless aftertaste, wondering how Wen Lian made such a delicious drink in his mind.The door on the other side of the entrance suddenly made two noises.

With a gasp, she put the glass back on the table.He kept getting up, and ran to the door with bare feet, bouncing to welcome Wen Lian back.

Wen Lian, who had just opened the door and came in, was startled when she saw her running towards him excitedly, and asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

Joyce's eyes sparkled, and he said happily, "Wen Lian, you're back!" Wen Lian nodded blankly.

Joyce's expression turned sad in an instant, and he took Wen Lian's arm and said, "There is no air conditioner in the house, I'm almost getting hot to death..." While talking, he tugged on his collar, revealing a spring .

Wen Lian looked from above, accidentally saw something, and calmly turned his head away, as if he didn't see anything.

She also didn't expect that there was no air conditioner installed in this house!She came back from the outside, covered in sweat.

Withdrawing her hand from Joyce's embrace, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, comforted Joyce and said, "Call the landlord to install the air conditioner in a few days. Otherwise, life will be difficult." down."

Joyce nodded cheerfully.

Wen Lian saw the sour plum soup on the table in the living room, couldn't help but salivate, and went to the kitchen to get a clean cup.

In her spare time, Joyce nestled back on the sofa.Although it was hot on the sofa, but there was no other suitable place to stay, and she couldn't lie on the ground, so she could only wrong herself.

Wen Lian walked over with the cup in her hand and saw that she was occupying the entire sofa by herself. She patted the cushions of the sofa to attract Joyce's attention, and said, "Make room for me, I want to sit too."

Joyce bent his legs, giving her a place where she could just sit down.

After Wen Lian sat down, she poured herself a cup of sour plum soup.The sweet and sour taste entered her throat with the effect of quenching thirst, and she immediately felt that half of the sweat on her body had evaporated.

After putting down the cup, Wen Lian took a long and comfortable breath.

Joyce sat sideways beside her, staring at her sweaty temples, and suddenly felt a move in his heart.Put your legs on Wen Lian's knees, staggered together, in a seductive pose.

Wen Lian didn't realize it, lay down on the sofa, took out his phone to play.

Joyce couldn't believe it anymore. He pulled down his collar deliberately, rubbed his feet on the sofa a few times, and sat next to Wen Lian.She put her hands on her knees, put her chin on it, and stared at Wen Lian.

Wen Lian still didn't feel it. After browsing a few webpages, she felt thirsty and was about to reach for a cup.Inadvertently touched Joyce's body, startled, looked at her with wide eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Joyce tilted his head, stared at Wen Lian motionlessly, and asked, "Wen, do you really have no feelings for me at all?"

Wen Lian was taken aback, before she could react.Joyce threw himself into her arms, put his arms around her waist, and said, "Don't you want to do something to me?" She was wearing so little.

Wen Lian stiffened his body, pulled Joyce's arm away, and said, "We are just friends..."

"But don't you like girls?" Joyce said aggrievedly, "Why haven't you been attracted to me for so long? Could it be something I did wrong?"

"You are fine, Joyce." Wen Lian pulled Joyce out, and said seriously into her eyes, "But I like girls, not to say that I will like every girl."

"So, can we just be friends?"

Wen Lian nodded slowly.In this matter, I have to be cruel to Joyce, and I will not give her any hope.She tried it, tried to accept Joyce, but the closed door of her heart seemed to be rusted, and it was difficult to open it again.

If they could only be friends, she had made it very clear to Joyce six years ago.It's just that Joyce never believed it.

Joyce was not sad, but frowned and asked suspiciously, "Do you really like girls?"

These years, Wen Lian lived a life like an ascetic monk.Except that he sometimes forced her to go out to play, she had no extra entertainment besides studying every day.

Joyce also suspected that she didn't like girls, but she had no contact with any men.This is also the reason why she is vacillating towards Wen Lian's sexual orientation.

If Wen Lian just didn't like herself, she probably would have given up a long time ago, but Wen Lian didn't behave like this.

"Maybe not?" Wen Lian spread her hands, she didn't know.Maybe she only likes Gu Xianxi alone?

"Don't lie to me." Joyce still shook his head.

Wen Lian sighed, knowing that she would not believe it again.Not wanting to talk nonsense, he removed Joyce's long legs that were blocking him, stood up and left.

The first day of work, busy and fulfilling.

After get off work, as soon as Wen Lian took off her white coat, Joyce suddenly appeared from that corner and jumped in front of her.

Wen Lian looked at her in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Joyce made a sluggish look in front of her and said, "I'm so bored at home, so I came to see you. Can we go out to play at night?"

Wen Lian thought for a while, without her night shift at night, she could spend her time freely.She nodded and said to Joyce, "Yes, but wait a minute." The things on her desk were not cleared yet.

Joyce jumped up when he heard that he could go to play, and helped Wen Lian pack up, hoping to leave early.

From time to time, gentle new colleagues passed by them, saw Joyce, and curiously asked her identity.Wen Lian used friends to answer their questions.

Wen Lian kept it away and said to Joyce, "Do you need me to find you a job?"

Joyce put the pen into the pen holder and asked, "Why?"

"Otherwise you will grow hair when you are idle." Wen Lian was afraid that she would come to him if she had nothing to do, which would not only delay her work, but also attract the attention of the leader.

"Longhair?"

"get mouldy."

"What job?" Joyce spread his hands and said, "I don't know anything."

Wen Lian thought for a while and suggested, "How about a foreign language teacher? Now that everyone in China is learning English, if you go out to be a foreign language teacher, you will be very popular."

Wen Lian's original intention was to keep Joyce from being so idle, but Joyce thought of going elsewhere.She leaned in front of Wen Lian and said meaningfully: "Wen, do you want me to stay in China forever?..."

She was wondering if this is the kind of Chinese proverb that says no, but is honest in body?Obviously two days ago, Wen was still saying that they could only be friends.Today, she wants to keep her in China... Doesn't this mean that she still has her own in her heart...

Because she was very close, and the height difference between the two was not that big.In the eyes of outsiders, the actions of the two of them are ambiguous, and it is easy to make people mistakenly think that they are doing something indescribable.

When Joyce's words did not get a gentle response for a long time, she raised her head in doubt.I saw Wen Lian's eyes staring at the door motionlessly, and the movement of packing things in her hands also stopped, as if time had frozen on her body...

Before leaving get off work, Gu Xianxi suddenly received an arrangement to hand over a document to a new doctor.

When Gu Xianxi came to the doctors' offices with the documents, she was still wondering when a new doctor was recruited in the hospital. She didn't know about it, and she didn't meet any new faces.

After several inquiries, she finally reached the new doctor's office.Habitually walked in, was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but saw the person she thought she would never see again in her life...

Six years... I haven't seen each other for six full years, but when I met, I saw this scene...

Gu Xianxi didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but he reacted quickly in his behavior.She bowed her head not to look at them, bent over and apologized, "I'm sorry to bother you." She turned around and left.

"Hey..." Unable to call her out, Wen Lian threw the things in his hand and chased her out.

Fortunately, Gu Xianxi did not go far away, Wen Lian grabbed her wrist.Like six years ago, let her stop and turn to face herself.But that time it was Gu Xianxi who shook off her hand, but this time it was Wen Lian who let go.

Sure enough, she was in this hospital, and I did not misread it that day...

As if facing a stranger, Wen Lian withdrew his hand and asked politely, "What do you want to do here?"

Looking at that familiar face, she had imagined the scene of their reunion countless times, imagined many affectionate scenes, and wanted to say many words.You can talk to her about what happened in the past six years without her, and you can also talk about the patients she has encountered.

Unexpectedly, it was...