New year greeting

Song Xinyuan asked Yang Xiyue to buy a pot of white palms for himself, still at a flower shop in Sumei.

In the evening, Yang Xiyue came back with flowers and complained to Song Xinyuan: "I'm exhausted, why did you ask me to go to the old town to buy them? Isn't there a sale near the hospital?"

Song Xinyuan took the flowerpot and thanked him: "It's different, this house is well-groomed. Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Yang Xiyue looked at the drooping flower buds, and didn't see anything special about this pot of green plants, but Song Xinyuan offered to treat guests, of course she would not be polite: "Don't change the day, it's better to hit the sun, just tonight, you come out for a while." It’s not easy to travel.”

"Okay, wait for me for a while. I'll put the potted plants in the house and say hello to Brother Jun. Let's see what to eat first."

Since the interior shooting of "Surgical Storm" was put on the agenda, Song Xinyuan has become a busy top, staying on the set or in the hotel all day.Jia Yingjun recently returned to Qianyang City, and kept an eye on him at all times to prevent him from having other accidents.Song Xinyuan almost lost his freedom and had to report in advance wherever he went.

Song Xinyuan told Jia Yingjun about his dinner appointment with Yang Xiyue, and promised to return to the hotel before ten o'clock.

Jia Yingjun met Yang Xiyue, and felt relieved. Before Song Xinyuan went out, he suddenly asked, "Is she your sex friend?"

Song Xinyuan smiled: "No, it's just ordinary friends. I don't have friends with benefits now."

"Broken? No wonder I've been observing for so long and haven't found anyone suspicious." Jia Yingjun suddenly realized, "It's best to be broken. Don't mess with me. You are in the ascendant period. If you are caught, you will have a bright future. Gone."

"Well, brother Jun, why don't you go with me?"

"No, I can eat. I'll save you two dollars. Be careful, don't drink, and don't be photographed. Xinyuan, I didn't mean to spy on you, I just hope you have a plan in your heart and entered this business You must be cautious in your words and deeds. You have potential, and Director Kong often praises you. When the new drama is broadcast, I don’t know how many good opportunities will come to you. We can’t ruin our future because of this kind of personal matter.”

"I understand, Brother Jun, thank you, I'll be careful." Song Xinyuan hesitated for a moment, giving up on revealing his secret, he and Feng Deng might break up someday, there's no need to scare Jia Yingjun.

Afterwards, Song Xinyuan put on his mask and hat, and went to a Sichuan restaurant with Yang Xiyue. After the dishes were served, Song Xinyuan realized that the dishes were all his favorites.He suddenly remembered that Yang Xiyue had liked him, and looking back at Yang Xiyue's recent actions, he regretted that they got too close.He was obsessed with his relationship problems and forgot to take care of Yang Xiyue's feelings. Facing Yang Xiyue's careful care and comfort, he didn't know how to respond. Apart from entanglement with Feng Deng, he never considered starting a new relationship.

Yang Xiyue saw that he was at a loss, and said generously: "Song Xinyuan, don't be too sentimental, I just like spicy food, these are signature dishes, hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death."

Song Xinyuan also felt that he was too hypocritical, raised his eyes and smiled, took a sip of soda, and ate with his head down.

"Speaking of which, I used to be Feng Deng's rival in love. If he saw the two of us going out on a date in the middle of the night, he would definitely think wrong." Yang Xiyue rubbed her chin with meaningful eyes.

Song Xinyuan: "It's only eight o'clock, this is not a date."

"Speechless, why don't you have any sentimentality at all, forget about being stupid." Yang Xiyue took out her mobile phone, walked around to Song Xinyuan, pressed Song Xinyuan's shoulder, smiled sweetly, "Handsome guy, look at the camera."

Song Xinyuan looked confused: "What do you do for a selfie?"

"Don't move, I won't eat your tofu, cooperate, and send the photo to Feng Deng later to see if he will be jealous."

"Childish, he won't be jealous." Song Xinyuan complained, and still cooperated with Yang Xiyue to complete the selfie, and even compared a pair of scissors.

"That's not necessarily true, should you post it or should I post it?" Yang Xiyue returned to her seat, took a few more photos of the meal, and edited the pictures, "Forget it, you post it, if he tells you love, I won't be able to stand it."

Song Xinyuan saved the photo sent by Yang Xiyue, and at Yang Xiyue's urging, forwarded it to Feng Deng.

"It's been sent." Song Xinyuan continued to eat, obviously not thinking about the meal.

"Just wait and see, you will definitely thank me when you go back tonight, sister will not eat your meal for nothing."

Song Xinyuan's tone was helpless: "Sister, I thank you in advance."

Song Xinyuan went to school early, and although she was in the same class as Yang Xiyue, she was one year younger than her, so it was normal to call her sister.It is impossible for them to become a couple, there is no reason to cut off contact, it is embarrassing to be friends, it is appropriate to be called siblings, to avoid ambiguity and enhance the relationship.

Probably because of a knot in their hearts, the two of them were exhausted when they left. Before parting, Yang Xiyue reminded Song Xinyuan to check his mobile phone.Song Xinyuan didn't like the sound of news vibrations, so he set WeChat to silent mode and canceled the floating window reminder.He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it twice, with an ugly look on his face.

The light was dim, and Yang Xiyue couldn't see Song Xinyuan's expression clearly, so she asked casually, "What's the matter, no reply?"

Song Xinyuan said calmly, "Well, he didn't reply."

"Oh, I can't eat melons. It's a pity. I'm leaving. I'll make an appointment when I have time."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

It was less than ten o'clock when Song Xinyuan returned to the hotel. He poured some water on Baizhang first, then lay down after washing, took out his mobile phone again, and read Feng Deng's reply a dozen times.

Feng Deng: "Very good, don't always cling to me."

Sure enough, he guessed right, Feng Deng wasn't jealous at all, and he might secretly tease him for being boring, but who is attached to you?

Song Xinyuan could actually feel that Feng Deng annoyed him sometimes, and he made no secret of his resentment and disgust. However, whenever he was injured and kept away from Feng Deng, Feng Deng would tease him instead, hot and cold.

Feng Deng is a bastard... so fucking weird.

Song Xinyuan was so angry that he typed a few words: "I'm really happy tonight. The Sichuan cuisine is very authentic. I haven't eaten spicy food in a long time. It's so refreshing. I made an appointment with Yang Xiyue, and I will go there next time. It's okay to change it, anyway. I have plenty of time, and I often meet her in the hospital."

Not long after, Feng Deng replied, "Why didn't you make a voice?"

Fuck, is that the point?Song Xinyuan felt that he was playing the piano to the cow, kicked the quilt twice, and said, "I don't want to post, what's wrong? Do you think I type slowly? Afraid my hands will be tired?"

Feng Deng was typing, paused for a few seconds, and a line of words appeared in front of his eyes: "I like to hear your voice."

Song Xinyuan read it word by word many times, and the anger all over his body gradually dissipated.Feng Deng came again, gave him a slap in the face, and rewarded him with a candy, which he liked to eat.

He initiates a voice call, and when it succeeds, he speaks first: "What's so good about my voice? You haven't heard me sing, have you? Many fans have complained about my bad singing, and they all advise me not to ruin the song." Normally, there is no need to rush It was he who spoke first.

A really melodious bass came from Feng Deng: "When you talk to me, your voice is different from that of others."

"What's different?" Song Xinyuan was very surprised, he didn't pay attention to this aspect.

Feng Deng changed the subject: "You eat less chili, don't drink soda, don't stay up late, go to sleep."

Song Xinyuan stopped Feng Deng: "Don't hang up, you half-spoken, how can you tell me to sleep? Are you trying to anger me?"

"No," Feng Deng seldom hesitated, and said slowly, "When you spoke to me, the ending sound was a bit whiny, and it sounded like a baby."

Who acted like a baby?Song Xinyuan blushed with shame, but fortunately Feng Deng couldn't see it.Neither of them spoke or hung up the phone.

After a long time, Song Xinyuan realized another meaning: "Do you like me to act like a baby to you?"

He took Feng Deng's silence as acquiescence, and suddenly realized that Feng Deng especially liked him talking nonsense in bed.

His face thickened, and he deliberately asked: "Is that right, Dr. Feng?"

"..."

"You actually like boys acting like a baby to you? Don't you think I'm clingy?" Song Xinyuan exclaimed, "Brother, you are so perverted."

Feng Deng's breathing became a little heavier, but he still didn't make a sound.

"Do you miss me?" Song Xinyuan was a little distracted, put his hands under his body, and said in a sticky tone, "Where do you think, the little stick in the front or the little flower in the back?"

"You really know yourself."

"I just think you miss me."

Feng Deng coughed a few times: "Go to sleep."

"You've been coughing a lot lately, have you caught a cold?" Song Xinyuan felt something was wrong, "Have you caught a cold? Didn't you have a good rest?"

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

"The road hasn't been repaired yet." Song Xinyuan knew that Feng Deng's sleep quality was poor, especially in the disaster area. "I took the time to record a lullaby for you. Don't say it badly."

"It's not ugly."

"Hey, I'll practice for two days first."

After the call was over, Song Xinyuan felt elated. Finally, there was something about him that Feng Deng liked.

The next morning, Song Xinyuan came to the hospital early to film in the vacated operating room, planning to find a song to practice during the break.During the lunch break, he entered the corridor of the surgical section and bumped into Liang Shizhang.

After Feng Deng graduated and entered the Affiliated Hospital of Qianda University, he ran here every now and then in order to meet Feng Deng. He met Liang Shizhang many times, but he didn't talk much. He vaguely remembered that Liang Shizhang was in the same class as his father.

Liang Shizhang took the initiative to talk: "Is your father going to be released from prison soon? What happened back then... Well, I hope he will think about it, and the future will be long. Although his medical qualification certificate has been revoked, he can find other things to do when he comes out."

"Yes, Director Liang, thank you for your concern, I will tell my dad."

Song Xinyuan let Liang Shizhang go first, looking at Liang Shizhang's back, feeling uncomfortable.He patted his chest and found a corner to practice singing.

The next day, Li Mingzhou called and asked him if he would like to visit Song Yanqing in prison.

"Uncle will be released from prison at the end of next month. Today is the last prison visit day. You haven't been there for a long time, right? Come on, I'll take you there and ask uncle what's his plan when he comes out."

The last time Song Xinyuan visited the prison was during the Spring Festival, almost seven months ago.Since he returned to Qianyang City, he hadn't been there once. Song Yanqing didn't let him go. He was obedient. Not only that, he wanted to escape from reality, but as time went by, he couldn't continue to escape.

"Okay, I'll go."

Song Xinyuan took half a day off and took a three-hour car ride to Qianyang City No. [-] Prison with Li Mingzhou.With the meeting fee, they first went to the prison administration department to handle the meeting witness, and waited for Song Yanqing in the meeting room after completing the formalities.The meeting room was noisy, and many relatives and prisoners shouted through the glass.

After half an hour, it was finally Song Yanqing's turn.Song Yanqing shaved her head again, the only remaining layer of hair was slightly white, and she was wearing a dazzling orange vest. Her originally tall figure was much thinner, and she appeared to be well-defined, her eyeballs protruded outwards, and her expression was in a trance.In addition to prison life, he suffered from depression.

When he saw Song Xinyuan, he was stunned for a long time, smiled, and said silently, "Yuan Yuan."

Song Xinyuan's tears welled up in an instant, and he couldn't stop. He wiped his eyes and greeted silently: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm here. How are you? I'm fine."

They could have a conversation through the landline, but neither of them picked up the microphone, as if they understood each other's meaning by opening their mouths.

"I'm fine too, you go, see you next month."

Next month, they don't have to look at each other through the glass, and they can actually touch each other.

Song Xinyuan was reluctant to leave, picked up the microphone and said, "Dad, I miss you so much."

Song Yanqing held up the microphone, his eyes were moist, he turned his body to relax for a while, then turned his head, and said in a steady voice, "Yuan Yuan, Dad has hurt you."

"No, I'm too timid to come to see you. Have you taken any medicine?"

"Well, I took all the medicine Mingzhou gave me, and I know you bought it."

"My brother must have exposed me."

"He didn't tell me. I guessed it myself. It seems that I guessed it right." Song Yanqing's spirits improved a little. "I heard that you and Feng Deng have reconciled? That's fine, the relationship between you two shouldn't be hurt because of me." Influence."

Song Xinyuan concealed his relationship with Feng Deng from Song Yanqing five years ago, and Song Yanqing thought they were friends.

"But, I can't accept his actions." Song Xinyuan couldn't help asking, "Dad, did he really not frame you?"

"No, don't blame him, it's all my fault."

"You shouldn't take all the responsibility, that operation was not done by you alone."

"I did it. I made a mistake and should be punished."

Song Xinyuan choked up and said: "But, your doctor's qualification certificate has been revoked, and you can no longer be a doctor in the future."

"Can't I do other things? Don't you trust Dad?" Song Yanqing's tone became severe, "Yuan Yuan, have you forgotten how I taught you? Don't always say 'but' 'because' 'but' These words, don’t make excuses for failure, wrong is wrong, we can’t change the past, we can only change the future.”

Song Xinyuan sniffed: "I haven't forgotten..."

"That's good, go back, don't hold on to the past, move forward, Dad doesn't blame Feng Deng, you forgive him too."

Song Xinyuan used half a box of paper towels on the way back to the city.

Li Mingzhou laughed at him: "Wipe clean, don't waste my paper, it's all bought by your sister-in-law."

Song Xinyuan took a few more and threw the box to Li Mingzhou: "Who cares about it?"

"I'm still a kid, and I cry when I see my father."

"Don't worry about it."

"If you weren't my younger brother, who would care about you?" Li Mingzhou asked, "You didn't mess with Feng Deng, did you?"

"What's the mess?" Song Xinyuan looked away, "Li Mingzhou, don't talk nonsense in front of my dad. My dad said it, and Feng Deng is not to blame for his affairs."

"Fool, you will suffer sooner or later."

If you suffer a loss, you will suffer a loss, Song Xinyuan thought, forget it, don't compete with Feng Deng, maybe Feng Deng really likes him, let him try again with Feng Deng, if you miss it, you will lose a lot.

Song Xinyuan went back to the hospital in the afternoon and took advantage of the intermission to record songs for Feng Deng. He didn't have any musical talent, and he couldn't improve much by practicing.

He walked to the corner of the stairs, turned on the recording, and just pressed the recording button, before he started singing, he suddenly heard someone talking on the other side, he raised his head and glanced, it was Liang Shizhang and a young doctor standing there.

"Director, Feng Deng is coming back soon, he is fine."

"Why panic, what if he comes back? Anyway, I can't be the deputy director, let alone the director."

"Aren't you afraid that he will expose you? It was the thesis seminar you tricked him to go to, and it was also the thesis you provided him. If the matter is revealed, we are both over."

"Changlin, don't panic." Liang Shizhang grinned and sneered, "What are you afraid of? He has a handle in my hands, so he dare not talk nonsense. Do you think he can't see the loopholes in it?"

"What do you mean? He knew it was a trap?"

"Hmph, he's not a good stubbler, he's ruthless. Do you know Song Yanqing?"

"Of course I know. Although I came late, I have heard about him. He was sentenced to three years for medical malpractice."

"What you've heard is superficial. In fact, Feng Deng single-handedly pushed Song Yanqing into prison."

"Fuck! What about Song Yanqing's sexual harassment of Feng Deng?"

"There's no such thing as sexual harassment, it's just one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer."

"You mean they..."

"It's just what you think, nasty."

After the two finished speaking, they left the stairs.

Song Xinyuan clenched his phone tightly, feeling cold all over his body, as if falling into an ice cave.

The author says:

After the sweetness is over, the misunderstanding is even bigger.It's all misunderstandings, misunderstandings, and the ultimate goal is to make their feelings deeper.Xiao Song may be blackened, the front is all small troubles, and the real thing will come later.Don't scold Xiao Song, and don't scold Feng Deng, it's all my fault!