Out of place

Are you working?

just looking around.

When Xiang Xi raised his head and carefully looked at the two lines of dialogue under the photos of the recruitment information on the bulletin board, Cheng Bo suddenly felt uncontrollable anger.

Xiang Xi couldn't read a few words, and he probably couldn't read all the words on the message. It wasn't until he saw this photo that Cheng Boyan suddenly realized that he had never thought about how he got out of these things because of the habit of thinking. Find out what's really useful, and find the job of the casserole.

When Fang Yin had such a conversation with Xiang Xi, he knew without a doubt that his answer was not true.

just looking around.

This kind of answer is out of Xiang Xi's self-esteem wrapped in a sensitive mind, and it is his subconscious last bit of protection for the status quo that he is struggling with.

Fang Yin is aware of this, and what he expresses is exactly this.

It's like having a meal that day, casually saying Sha County made Xiang Xi explode, Cheng Boyan knew what Xiang Xi cared about, what would Xiang Xi think when he saw such a photo?

Fang Yin went to the supermarket for several days and even talked to Xiang Xi. Xiang Xi should know that he was taking photos. If Xiang Xi agreed to these, has he seen the photos?

What is this kid thinking?

Cheng Boyan frowned, poured a glass of water and drank it, sat back in front of the computer, picked up the mouse and scrolled down the page.

When this photo of Xiao Z was taken, he had just come out of the hospital with pneumonia.

When I told him about taking this photoshoot, he wasn't interested, and he didn't want to, and threw a cigarette butt into my coffee mug.

But in the end he agreed, perhaps because of his curiosity about being frozen in the camera at a certain stage.

Maybe, I think maybe it's just because I promised him that I would pay him something every day.

"Of course it's for the money." Cheng Boyan leaned back on the chair and said softly.

This passage is followed by a photo, Xiang Xi is sitting in a cafe, leaning on a chair, smoking a cigarette in the afternoon sun that slanted on his face, squinting his eyes, his eyes and expression are full of disdain and a little impatient.

Xiang Xi in the camera is a little strange, without the cheerful smile he is used to.

This is what Cheng Boyan looked like when he first saw him, sitting on a chair in the hospital, with a calm and indifferent face, the banditry and arrogance that couldn't be concealed when he was touching porcelain with people on the street and looking for trouble.

There were still some photos in the back, he didn't want to look at them any more, so he just pulled the page to the bottom.

He casually glanced at the hundreds of comments and closed the page.

The initial anger was slowly suppressed, and now he was in a bit of a complicated mood. Whether he was angry or worried, or out of caution, it was not good for him to interfere directly in this matter.

Xiang Xi is not a child. How he wants to live, what kind of people he meets, and what he does are all decided by himself.

But he couldn't convince himself to just look at it like this.

Sitting in front of the computer and thinking for a while, Cheng Boyan took the phone and called Song Yi: "Let me take a leave of absence for Xiang Xi."

"Please whatever you want," Song Yi said, "What's wrong?"

"The steel nails on his legs should be removed. When he was part-time job before, he said he couldn't ask for leave." Cheng Boyan smiled, "Now it should be easy to ask for leave with you."

"Okay, come back to work when you recover," Song Yi said with a smile, "Please eat, my employees should think he is my love."

"No problem." Cheng Boyan said.

When Cheng Boyan told Xiang Xi to remove the steel nails on the phone, Xiang Xi said in surprise, "I'm not ready yet."

"It's funny," Cheng Boyan smiled, "What are you preparing for, shouldn't I be preparing for it?"

"I'm a little scared," Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "I didn't know anything when you hit me with nails last time."

"It's okay, minor surgery." Cheng Boyan said.

"No, no, no," Xiang Xi immediately became nervous when he heard the word "operation." It's hard to walk now."

"Numbness in the back, you don't feel it either." Cheng Boyan comforted him.

"I'm ticklish." Xiang Xi said.

"What does back numbness have to do with your ticklishness?" Cheng Boyan said helplessly.

"Why is the waist numb?" Xiang Xi asked.

"It's an anesthesia on your lower back, so you don't feel anything in your lower body." Cheng Boyan explained to him.

"The lower body?" Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "Then my lower body is going to be crippled..."

"Come to see me at the hospital tomorrow morning," Cheng Boyan didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with him, "Just call Song Yi and ask for a leave of absence. I told him before, don't eat breakfast, and don't eat anything before the operation."

Being admitted to the hospital again, Xiang Xi felt quite familiar. He used to think the hospital was scary, but now he just feels warm.

Cheng Boyan said that this was only a minor operation, and he would be discharged from the hospital after the nails were removed. He was a little nervous at first, but he felt more relaxed when he saw a few nurses he knew and had a chat.

"He's recovering well," Cheng Boyan stood beside his bed, holding the film he just took in his hand, "I'll arrange for you to pick up the nails in the afternoon."

"Will you pick it up for me?" Xiang Xi confirmed with him again.

"Well," Cheng Boyan bent down and looked at him, "Are you still afraid?"

"A little bit," Xiang Xi smiled, "but you won't be so afraid if you take it."

"Don't be afraid of whoever takes it." Cheng Boyan said.

"You're not afraid of taking it, really." Xiang Xi rubbed his nose.

"I can't tell you are so timid," Cheng Boyan stretched out his little finger in front of his eyes, pinching the fingertips, "That's all."

"It's all too big," Xiang Xile said, slapped his hand away, tore off the band-aid at the corner of his eye, and pointed to his tear mole, "Actually, it's just a little."

"Stay by yourself," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I'll come over at noon."

Xiang Xi originally wanted to bring the reading book to the hospital, but after thinking about it, he felt a bit embarrassed that a young man of his age was sitting on the hospital bed and reading carefully. I went to the supermarket with my mother, so I just took a notebook and a pen come over.

I leaned on the bed and wrote down the words I had learned in the past few days in my notebook over and over again.

The handwriting is still ugly, but after a few days of practice, it is at least a little smaller, and it will not always occupy two or three lines.

At noon, Fang Yin called: "Did you not go to work today?"

"No, you still want to shoot me at work?" Xiang Xi said lazily, "It's been a few days, and you still haven't done it yet?"

"I don't have any special feelings, and I want to make up two more today," Fang Yin said, "Are you resting today?"

"No rest, I'm on leave," Xiang Xi said, "The steel nails on my legs are going to be removed, and I'm going to have surgery this afternoon."

"Oh, that's it?" Fang Yin thought for a while, "Let me go and see you."

"Look, do you want to come over and take two pictures?" Xiang Xi looked at the time and hesitated, "It's okay to come right now, but you have to leave before the doctor arrives at noon, I don't want people to know."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Fang Yin said.

After Cheng Boyan finished his meal, he went back to the office to finish the medical records at hand, and then went to the ward. On the way, he ran into a patient hiding by the elevator window, who was secretly smoking in a wheelchair.

"Uncle," Cheng Boyan went over and took off his cigarette, and threw it into the trash can next to him, "How many times have I said that!"

"Hey!" The uncle stretched out his hand to the trash can in distress.

"Where's the cigarette case? Where did you get the cigarettes?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"It's gone!" The uncle patted the armrest of the wheelchair, "I just hid this one for you to throw away!"

"Well thrown," Cheng Boyan applauded, and called over to the nurse who had just returned from washing the dishes, "Don't let him smoke anymore, he secretly smoked again just now."

"You're really hopeless!" The eldest sister pushed the uncle to the ward.

"I still want to see the scenery for a while!" The uncle shouted.

"Go and see it in the ward," said the eldest sister, "you come out to smoke! And the scenery is so elegant! You don't pay attention to your health at all!"

Cheng Boyan smiled and walked towards the ward.

When passing by the elevator, the door opened, and a man hurried out from inside, carrying a big black bag, almost ran into Cheng Boyan.

"Sorry, sorry." The man apologized a series of times, and then strode towards the ward.

"It's okay." Cheng Boyan looked at the man's bag and frowned.

It's a camera bag.

When Fang Yin ran into the ward, Xiang Xi was still leaning on the bed with his legs resting on the notebook and writing. When he looked up, he saw Fang Yin took out the camera from his bag.

"Hey." He sighed.

Fang Yin pressed two cards to him: "Continue to write."

"Let's go," Xiang Xi lowered his head and stroked the notebook twice, and raised his head after hearing the sound of Fang Yin pressing the shutter, "Should we call it a day?"

"Can you eat?" Fang Yin put away his camera, "How about I buy you something to eat?"

"No, it's said to be fasting for 8 hours. I haven't eaten breakfast yet." Xiang Xi said.

"That's all right, take out the nails and have a good rest." Fang Yin patted him on the shoulder, took out an envelope from his bag and put it on the desk cabinet, "All the money from the previous few days is here, I'll go first, come and see I will call you when you are."

"Yeah." Xiang Xi took the envelope and stuffed it into the bag she put aside.

Standing at the door of the ward, Cheng Boyan watched Fang Yin come out and followed behind him.

Fang Yin walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and took out his cell phone to check the time.

"Mr. Fang." Cheng Boyan spoke behind him.

"Huh?" Fang Yin turned his head, "You called me?"

"Fang Yin?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Yes," Fang Yin nodded, "You are..."

"Photography is not allowed in the ward." Cheng Boyan said.

"Ah," Fang Yin was stunned, "I'm sorry, I don't know the rules, I'm...Xiang Xi's friend, come and see him."

"Oh." Cheng Boyan smiled.

Fang Yin took out his name and handed it over: "Please give me your advice."

Cheng Boyan took the business card, looked at it, and put it in his pocket: "Xiang Xi's operation is very simple, don't worry."

"Okay," Fang Yin said, and asked after thinking about it, "How did you know my name?"

"I've seen your work." Cheng Boyan said.

"Oh, that's it." Fang Yin laughed, "What's your last name?"

"Miangui's surname is Cheng," Cheng Boyan pointed to the elevator door, "The elevator is here."

"Oh, good," Fang Yin walked into the elevator, "If Dr. Cheng is interested, you can give me your opinion."

"Yes." Cheng Boyan smiled, turned and left.

When he returned to the ward, Xiang Xi was sitting on the bed, spinning a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand.

"You want to change careers to do acrobatics?" Cheng Boyan said.

"How is it!" Xiang Xi kept spinning his hands, and said a little proudly, "Isn't it amazing?"

"Excellent," Cheng Boyan said, "I can do it too."

"Impossible! Get one," Xiang Xi immediately threw the notebook over, "pass it to me."

Cheng Boyan held the book against his index finger and turned it lightly. The book began to turn on the tip of his index finger. He pulled it twice with his hand, and the book turned quickly.

"...All right." Xiang Xi clicked his tongue.

"When I was in school," Cheng Boyan looked at the spinning book and said with a smile, "I turned all the pages through..."

"What about adding a pen?" Xiang Xi handed him the pen.

"I don't know, let's try." Cheng Boyan took the pen, tried to turn it around, and the pen came out of his hand and hit Xiang Xi's forehead.

"Hey!" Xiang Xi yelled while clutching his forehead, "That's right!"

"I'm sorry," Cheng Boyan quickly stopped, and reached out to touch his forehead, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it scares me," Xiang Xi said with a smile, "You still can't do it."

"Well," Cheng Boyan nodded, "I'll tell Song Yi later, instead of going to the supermarket, go to the acrobatic troupe."

"I'm sick," Xiang Xi lay down on the pillow, "Look at my notes, have you improved your writing?"

Cheng Boyan opened his notebook, and within a few days, Xiang Xi had already used up one-third of the notebook. The writing was too large for one reason, but he did write a lot.

"The further back the better," Cheng Boyan gave a thumbs up, "You can go and write your name on the uniform."

"Practice again." Xiang Xi said with a smile.

"Did someone come to see you just now?" Cheng Boyan put down his notebook and asked, "I seem to see someone coming out of this ward."

"Huh?" The smile on Xiang Xi's face froze for a short while, and then smiled again, "It's the photographer I told you about, he came...to see me."

"Oh," Cheng Boyan smiled, "have you been in touch?"

"Occasionally," Xiang Xi rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "he has a friend who is also hospitalized here, and he happened to hear that I was removing nails, so he stopped by to see me, chatted casually, and left. Buy me something to eat."

Xiang Xi's nonsense skills are still so proficient, if Cheng Boyan hadn't been staring at his face, seeing the momentary expression change, his few words would have come naturally.

Cheng Boyan didn't ask any more questions, Xiang Xi obviously didn't want to let him know about it, no matter what the reason was, he couldn't ask any more questions.

"You take a break, the nurse will come before the operation." Cheng Boyan said.

"Yeah." Xiang Xi nodded.

After Cheng Boyan walked out of the ward, Xiang Xi heaved a sigh of relief. Cheng Boyan didn't ask Fang Yin about coming to see him, and he didn't know if he believed his words.

Xiang Xi scratched his head and closed his eyes, feeling that Cheng Boyan might feel something.

But he still didn't want Cheng Boyan to know that he asked Fang Yin to take pictures with him every day. Observe your own life.

I can't express my displeasure.

The operation was scheduled at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the nurse came over at noon to give him a routine examination, asked him to change into a surgical gown, and told him: "Don't wear pants."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi was stunned, subconsciously grabbing the waist of his trousers.

"What's the matter," the nurse said with a smile, "you can't wear pants during the operation."

"I thought it was just rolling up the trouser legs..." Xiang Xi suddenly thought of the previous operation, "Sister! Is it the same as my last operation?"

"Yes, it's all like this. You didn't even have any clothes for the surgery last time. You were seriously injured that time," the nurse said. "It's a small surgery, just take out the nails this time, don't worry."

"... Oh." Xiang Xi responded.

When Xiang Xi was pushed into the operating room, he had mixed feelings. He suffered all kinds of discomfort after the operation last time, and he didn't think about these details at all. Now when he saw Cheng Boyan in the operating room, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't be nervous." Cheng Boyan looked at him and said.

"I'm not nervous..." Xiang Xi frowned, and glanced at his leg.

Cheng Boyan followed his gaze and suddenly laughed: "Surgeries are like this."

"Don't laugh!" Xiang Xi whispered, and glanced at the anesthetist next to him. The anesthesiologist went to chat with him before, asking about his weight, and Cheng Boyan knew him quite well.

"It will hurt a little," the anesthetist came over, "it will be fine in a while."

Xiang Xi has always been very tolerant of pain, the pain from anesthesia is nothing to him, and it didn't last long, but hearing Cheng Boyan's voice preparing surgical equipment in his ears made him a little nervous.

"You can sleep for a while." Cheng Boyan stood beside the bed.

"Can I sleep? I..." Xiang Xi closed his eyes, "This movement is scary to hear."

"Then close your eyes and recite the book, I will accompany my mother to the supermarket." Cheng Boyan said with a smile.

"Damn." Xiang Xi laughed.

The operation was not as scary as he thought, and he didn't feel anything in his lower body. If he couldn't hear the sound all the time, he would have thought it hadn't started yet.

Xiang Xi kept his eyes closed. He wanted to open his eyes to see what Cheng Boyan looked like during the operation, but he was embarrassed. Although Cheng Boyan's attention was on his legs, he still felt that when he opened his eyes, he would think of himself now. He was lying naked in front of Cheng Boyan's eyes.

It's kind of funny to think about it, wouldn't you be lying naked in front of him with your eyes closed...

Just closing his eyes and thinking in such a random way, he gradually became a little confused.

He didn't know when the operation was over. The nurse pushed him back to the ward before he asked in a daze, "It's over?"

"Well, it's over." The nurse replied.

"I seem to have fallen asleep." Xiang Xi smiled when he saw Cheng Boyan standing beside the bed.

"As I said, it's a minor operation, it's very simple," Cheng Boyan bent down and looked at him, "Now you have to lie down, you may feel a little headache and want to vomit, these are all normal, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell the nurse .”

"I feel like vomiting right now." Xiang Xi whispered.

"It's okay," Cheng Boyan touched his face, "have a good rest."

Cheng Boyan's hand was very warm. When touching his face, Xiang Xi felt comfortable for a while, narrowed his eyes, and said casually: "Touch again."

As soon as he said this, Cheng Boyan was stunned, and Xiang Xi also realized that he felt sick, so he quickly looked at the nurse next to him, but luckily no one noticed.

"Lie down well," Cheng Boyan flicked his fingers lightly on his face, "I have to go to another ward, and I'll come to see you when I'm done with work. If you feel uncomfortable, call the nurse."

"Yeah." Xiang Xi closed his eyes.

Xiang Xi was still the same as the last operation, he only said that he wanted to vomit at the beginning, and then he never said that he felt uncomfortable. Cheng Boyan went to the ward twice, but he just closed his eyes and lay flat on the bed obediently.

When Cheng Boyan passed by after work, Xiang Xi fell asleep.

Cheng Boyan went out to eat something, went back to the ward and sat beside Xiang Xi's bed for more than an hour, and Xiang Xi fell asleep the whole time.

Cheng Boyan estimated that he would be able to catch up with him tomorrow morning, so he stayed for a while and then went home.

When he got home, he packed up and sat in front of the computer. He wanted to take a look at it casually, but when he opened the browser, he remembered the photos he saw last night, as well as Fang Yin's writing, which made him uncomfortable no matter what.

He clicked his tongue and took out Fang Yin's business card.

After looking at the phone number on the business card for a long time, he finally took the phone and dialed it.

"Hello." Fang Yin answered the phone.

"Mr. Fang, my surname is Cheng," Cheng Boyan said, "We met at the hospital today."

"Ah, hello, Doctor Cheng," Fang Yin was a little surprised, "Call me, can I do anything?"

"If you don't mind," Cheng Boyan took the pen on the table and turned it around, "Can we chat?"

"About what?" Fang Yin asked.

"The 30 days of Xiang Xi." Cheng Boyan opened the blog.

Fang Yin was silent over there, and after a while he said: "He mentioned a friend, and he lived in his friend's house before, so it should be you?"

"Probably." Cheng Boyan said.

"What aspect do you want to talk about?" Fang Yin asked again, "What is the significance of this topic?"

Fang Yin is very smart, Cheng Boyan can tell that he has already guessed his intention of calling.

"I just want to know the meaning of your finding Xiang Xi." Cheng Boyan said.