Dr. Xu teaches you how to plant poplar

Step on the brake, and park the car firmly in front of the medical building.

He opened the car door, and before Wei Yang got out of the car, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang, which caught his attention.

Swipe open the screen to read the message, and a picture is slowly read out.

It was a blonde beauty wearing a sexy three-point bikini sitting on the beach. Her hot figure took up most of the eyes. It really gave people a hot and sexy feeling in the cold winter.

It's a pity that the focus of the whole picture is still secretly photographing the handsome Asian guy behind her.

The handsome guy who also only wore a swimsuit had a good figure from the back, but there were many scars and old scars on his back. He was concentrating on talking with the few people in front of him, and didn't notice that the beauty was secretly filming him.

This blond beauty is his ex-fiancée, Vicky, who lives in the gossip of the general public.

Wei Yang's college alumnus, a well-known, talented and beautiful financial channel host on a TV station in a certain state, from appearance to education, the same perfect persona is completely unmistakable.

But he just fell in love with a handsome policeman of the United States who doesn't take hard things.

Unable to catch up, he came to find his blue-faced confidant Wei Yang every day to drink away his worries, and then came up with a good idea that still makes people feel scalp numb.

Stalking and stalking, according to Wei Yang's cooperation with her to play a good show of an angry male god, he will get engaged to her immediately.

Before the engagement, Wei Yang repeatedly confirmed with his confidant, whether this handsome guy with explosive fighting power would pull out a gun because of anger at the engagement ceremony, and collapsed himself with a pull of the trigger.

Vicky promised no, no, and then ran towards the male god's arms stepping on the bones of his best friend who was almost beaten.

Thinking about it this way, this blond beauty really looks like Fang Yuman, who is obsessed with sex.

So this kind of woman really knows no borders?

Wei Yang laughed, shrunk the picture, and replied with a "Like" emoji.

But he had to admit that these two beauties with similar personalities still helped him a lot.

One sent him the news he wanted, and the other helped him create a lot of topics, although it was all because he gave him a lot of benefits.

In this world of interest exchange, the lack of love and warmth is really a bit real.

Time turned around and came back to my eyes.

Wei Yang in the driver's seat put his hands in front of him, thinking about the past days, he couldn't help laughing.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was almost time. He straightened his collar in the rearview mirror, opened the door and got out of the car.

He reached out to close the car door, and when Fang was about to press the car key to lock it, he glanced at the entrance of the hospital building where people were coming and going.

A familiar figure walked out quickly, holding a coat and scarf in his left hand, and holding the phone in his right hand.

The expression of lowering his head and talking was the same as that of the boy many years ago, and Wei Yang smiled unconsciously.

He hurriedly walked outside through the glass door, nodding to the colleague who greeted him as he walked—it was Dr. Xu from the Department of Cardiac Surgery who had just gotten off work.

Probably encountered some kind of problem, he frowned while answering the phone, did not see the man waiting at the door, just when he was about to pass him straight, Wei Yang stretched out his hand and gently held him.

Turning around subconsciously, Xu Jiayi was stunned when he saw the other party, but only for a while, the voice from the mobile phone attracted his attention again:

"Well, good... But I think the success rate should not be high. After all, this patient suffers from irreversible serious liver and kidney diseases. It is best to consider the heart transplant plan in detail..."

This kind of professional and rigorous attitude and expression, um... I have to say that the man who concentrates on his work is the most charming.

Holding the opponent's back, it was too windy outside, Wei Yang signaled Xu Jiayi to get in the car with him and talk.

Nodding, Xu Jiayi sat in the passenger seat.

Just as he was about to reach out to close the car door, Wei Yang pressed his hand back on his knee and reminded him in a low voice, "Don't get your hand caught."

Before anyone could react, the door was already closed for him.

Xu Jiayi was stunned for a moment, and saw the other party go around from the front of the car, opened the driver's door and sat in. There was a faint fragrance in the car, and he couldn't tell what it was.

The colleague on the phone was still talking about the heart transplant operation in Australia in 14, analyzing the feasibility with Xu Jiayi very seriously, and it was so stubborn that it made the scalp numb, chattering and chattering endlessly.

In view of the fact that Xu Jiayi himself has faced many talkative people for many years, he is very skillful in inserting the gaps in the other party's speech, and said resolutely:

"Let's talk about the details after we finish our meeting with the director. After all, this is not an ordinary case, and it is too special. Let's do this first. You can send me your plan for a look, and I will give you a reply at the regular meeting tomorrow. "

The party with a firm tone is more likely to control the direction of the topic.

Wei Yang glanced at the person who was still answering the phone, and saw that he had already put his seat belt on with his own hand, and suddenly felt that the way these doctors argued with each other was quite cute.

He started the car with a smile and drove towards the road smoothly.

The other party was probably persuaded, and finally hung up the phone after muttering a few words of his own opinion reluctantly.

The hang up sound sounded and the screen dimmed. Xu Jiayi let out a long, long sigh.

Putting down the phone and rubbing the space between his brows, he felt that he was still as helpless as ever in dealing with these stubborn people, and as bad as ever.

Halfway through the rubbing, he suddenly stopped, looked at the old acquaintance who was driving beside him, and said helplessly, "Are you... aren't you busy in the company?"

How come he runs to the hospital gate every day when he is free? The ghost knows that his car has been parked in the hospital garage for a few days, but he has no chance to drive home by himself.

"Not bad, usually busy." Wei Yang smiled, turned the steering wheel and turned a corner.

Seeing all kinds of car poppers outside and the passing scenery, Xu Jiayi always felt that something was wrong.

How did this person become so familiar again?

"Should we still go to North Street for dinner today?" Wei Yang asked.

Xu Jiayi didn't care about eating. She glanced at the operation plan sent by her colleague and replied, "Anything is fine."

"Well, listen to you." Wei Yang nodded.

Hearing this, Xu Jiayi slightly raised his head and glanced at him.

Since attending the lecture at her alma mater last time, Xu Jiayi felt that her attitude had indeed softened.

But what followed was that this talent made a lot of progress. For several days in a row, he came to the gate of the hospital to pick him up for dinner every day, and sent him back to the apartment after eating.

He did rent an apartment outside, but for some reason this elder brother also knew about it, but he probably guessed that it was Fang Yuman, a woman who sold it.

Really besieged on all sides, Xu Jiayi couldn't help but sigh.

However, this person never violated the rules. He drove away after sending him downstairs every day.

Xu Jiayi knew that Wei Yang's company was far away from the hospital, let alone came to the apartment on purpose, and guessed that there was not much left for lunch break, so he didn't say anything.

It's like stepping on the line but not crossing it. It's not good to be rejected, and it's not good to not be rejected. It's really tricky.

Xu Jiayi was meditating while eating, and suddenly heard Wei Yang say:

"I'm going to Hong Kong for a business trip the day after tomorrow, and I won't be back until about five days later."

Um?Xu Jiayi was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw that the other party said this casually, as if they were talking about what to eat tomorrow.

Originally, he almost blurted out, saying that you don't need to tell me.

But Xu Jiayi swallowed the words back, tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks, and nodded: "Well, good."

Glancing at the other party, Wei Yang smiled, continued to change the subject, and began to chat about other trivial matters.

One person followed another sentence, and there was no big difference from other ordinary people, as if they had really been here so plainly, without the nine years of nothingness in between.

After dinner, Wei Yang drove him to the apartment downstairs again.

When the car stopped, he waited for Xu Jiayi to unbuckle his seat belt, then said goodbye as usual and got out of the car.

But something seemed different today, he turned his head and glanced at the pensive man with some doubts.

Dr. Xu lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. Before Wei Yang could ask, he had already spoken first.

"How……"

"Would you like to go upstairs and sit down?"

Wei Yang, who has always been impregnable and invincible, seemed shameless and skinless, and then fell into a short silence.

Xu Jiayi himself began to hesitate and regret his silence. In fact, he didn't think about what he said just now, but just wanted to make such a request suddenly.

After all, courtesy and reciprocity can't be spent on other people's precious time and gas money, nor can they be so righteous and not give face.

However, let's say it.

With a "click", Xu Jiayi opened the car door and walked down. He turned around and reminded him: "The doorbell is 1203. The security of the community is very good. You can just park the car downstairs."

After finishing speaking, he closed the car door and walked towards the building. Wei Yang finally woke up from the surprise and looked at the empty passenger seat.

Suddenly he smiled lowly.

This friend kept talking about rejection all day long, but in fact, nothing changed, just the same soft heart.

The quilt just washed yesterday was hanging on the balcony, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed tightly.

The breeze from outside mixed with the sunlight came in, lifted layers of quilts, and filled the whole room with the fragrance of laundry detergent on the quilts.

When Wei Yang entered, Xu Jiayi was boiling water in the small kitchen, and turned his head to indicate that he could wait for him in the living room.

The TV in the living room has been turned on, playing videos randomly, giving the environment a breath of life.

People who live alone don't have many things, they are scattered all over the place, and there are several pathology books piled up in the corner.

Probably restricted by occupational diseases, the apartment is basically spotless.

Bringing the hot water to Wei Yang, Xu Jiayi said: "You sit down first, I'll put away the quilt, the TV remote is on the table, you can watch whatever you want."

"Okay." Wei Yang took the cup, and the room was very warm, so he simply took off his coat and lay down on the soft sofa.

Xu Jiayi's guess was right, it was really exhausting to rush back and forth every day, especially in this kind of relaxing home environment, he unknowingly let go of his energy and began to feel a little sleepy.

A movie was playing on the TV, and it seemed that Xu Jiayi had tuned it up at random. Wei Yang looked at the name in the lower right corner, it was called "Evil in the East, West in the West".

There is a faint fragrance floating in the air, and a peaceful atmosphere.

On the screen is Maggie Cheung's beautiful and sad face, vainly looking into the distance:

"I used to think that sentence was very important, because I believed that some things can be said for a lifetime. Now think about it, it doesn't make any difference whether you say it or not. Some things will change. I always thought I won, until one day I didn't know until I looked in the mirror that I lost..."

The living room is connected to the balcony, and the TV is playing in a moderate voice, Xu Jiayi gave the hand that put the quilt away.

He once watched this movie with Fang Yuman, who occasionally suddenly became literary, even though he, a young man with no literary knowledge at all, could not understand the meaning of this movie, and almost fell asleep watching it.

Out of admiration for beauties, it was rare for him to remember this segment, and the next sentence he remembered was:

"In my best time, my favorite person is not with me, it would be nice to start over."

A female voice sounded faintly, and a strange atmosphere began to permeate the room. Xu Jiayi was a little afraid to notice Wei Yang's thoughts, and pretended not to know anything, and continued to raise his hands to put away his clothes and quilts.

The moment his right hand touched a black coat, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and grabbed his wrist.

The palm still carries the temperature of hot water.

Xu Jiayi was taken aback, but did not push away the person standing behind him, quietly waiting for what he wanted to do next.

Taking a deep breath behind his ears, he heard Wei Yang talking to himself:

"Jiayi... Sometimes, the moment I wake up in the morning, I wonder if you really exist? Did the days we spent together really happen?"

In those days when I couldn't see you, when I couldn't confirm your real existence, I occasionally doubted the authenticity of all the memories in my mind.

Are these smiles and innocence in the memories just a dream I had, and they all disappeared without a trace after waking up?

After a pause, Wei Yang lowered his gaze, and smiled in a low voice, feeling the numbness spread in the tips of his ears:

"Actually, what I didn't tell you is that in the first three years, I often thought, why did we still separate in the end? Is it because the time has not yet come?... If the time is wrong, it has already passed It’s been nine years, can you tell me, is the time right now?”

Maybe we can fully understand each other now, isn't it a good time?

Both the wind and the waves stopped, and the curtains by the window did not know when they were still.

Looking at the tall buildings in the city outside the window, Xu Jiayi's eyes were a little complicated.

It was a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "It's never about whether the time has arrived or not, maybe it's just me being too selfish... Wei Yang, you have never done anything wrong, it's just that many people around us are innocent , I don’t want to see them disappointed or wronged.”

Time goes by, everything changes, and things that were unspeakable before can now be brought up in a flat manner. Maybe this is the power of nine years that the other party said, which constantly changes our moods.

Giving up requires more courage and cruelty than persistence.

The young boy is still lonely and courageous, maybe he is not mature enough and doesn't know how to adapt to the world, but he just gives up when he says to give up, but what about the current self?

Xu Jiayi smiled self-deprecatingly, and now he has begun to soften his heart, and those courage has been gradually worn away by guilt over the years.

Squeezing the opponent's wrist in his palm, Wei Yang couldn't deny these words, but said in a low voice: "So you chose to disappoint me and make me feel wronged?"

With his back turned to people, he could feel the helplessness and vague sadness that he didn't want to accept, which made it impossible for people to refute.

Xu Jiayi was dumb for a moment, and turned around, only to sigh: "I'm sorry."

But there is a fork in the road, I have to make a choice, and you understand.

"Don't talk about this, talk about something else I want to hear." Wei Yang interrupted him, frowning tightly, but still tried his best to put his tone softer, and said in a rather coquettish manner.

Like to hear?

Xu Jiayi fell into silence again. He didn't know what the other party liked to hear now, and he couldn't figure out whether what he said could prevent the other party from thinking too much—although he had already thought enough.

I had no choice but to say honestly: "I don't know what to say that you would like to hear, or can you give me a hint?"

This attitude is a bit too sincere and too straightforward.

Obviously the other party is no longer the boy who played basketball on the basketball court, Wei Yang still tasted a little bit of youth and innocence from him.

It really made people feel very cute, and couldn't help laughing out loud for a while, rubbed the tip of his nose against the other's soft hair: "Okay, then I'll ask you..."

Hearing the other party's tone gradually becoming more serious, Xu Jiayi subconsciously frowned, always feeling that the next words would be difficult for him to answer.

Sure enough, Wei Yang said softly: "Xu Jiayi, we have wasted such a long time between us, it took nine years to wait... I don't want to miss another ten years, do you understand?"

I understand, why don't I understand?

Unable to bear a long sigh, Xu Jiayi looked out the window at tall buildings.

Yes, this subject is handsome, rich, and has a good personality. It is the ideal target standard for women of all colors.

Who would not admire him?

But Xu Jiayi's biggest opponent in this life is time. After many years, Wei Yang in his memory can't be recalled, even a little strange, a little blurred.

Emotional inequality is a kind of torture to everyone.

Moreover, as early as when he received the other party's marriage news, he had already decided to hide the memories in the deepest part of his heart.

Lowering his gaze, Xu Jiayi laughed at himself: "Wei Yang, have you ever thought that maybe you liked the simple and sincere Xu Jiayi in the past, and you might not be able to accept me now—can you guarantee that Xu Jiayi will always be the same as before? ?”

For nearly ten years, Xu Jiayi couldn't be like that all the time, there must be changes.

"Maybe I've forgotten what it was like when I liked you?"

Turning her head and looking at the other party, Xu Jiayi thought about it: "Forget how we met in the first place, how to love you, maybe I don't like you that much anymore...it's not fair to you."

That's the end of the conversation, let's say more, after tidying up the heavy clothes and quilts in his hands, Xu Jiayi gently broke away from Wei Yang's hand.

Without looking at each other again, he walked to the closet and began to put things in one by one.

Between adults, this is only based on the fact that they can accept each other and talk about each other's feelings calmly. After removing the bravery and fearlessness at the beginning, all that is left is the truth that is somewhat unacceptable.

Roughly, it sounds like you are angry with the other party, but it is not. Unfortunately, someone seems to have degenerated instead.

Ben San was an adult, and his back was filled with the frustration of a child.

After Xu Jiayi finished all this, she looked at the person standing on the balcony, feeling helpless and funny.

Finally, he walked over as if surrendering, and sighed: "Don't you have to go to the company this afternoon, do you want to go to bed and rest for a while?"

He knew that Wei Yang had always had the habit of taking naps, and it seemed that he hadn't changed it.

"En." Wei Yang turned to look at him, his eyes were difficult to distinguish, and finally nodded in agreement.