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Do hygiene at home in the afternoon.

In the last few vacations, I have been running outside, and I have accumulated a lot of unfinished business at home. When I was squatting on the ground to repair the washing machine, the mobile phone in the living room rang.

It's Zheng Ao.

"Xiao Lang, come to BBQ tonight."

No matter when, he can always greet me frankly as if nothing happened.Perhaps in his opinion, nothing had happened in the first place.

"I'm doing hygiene at home." I held my mobile phone, and the world seemed to be silent, except for this little voice next to my ear.

It's a little noisy over there, I don't know who is laughing, and there is music.Someone asked him if he wanted beer. He probably didn't hear me clearly, so he took a sip of beer: "Huh?"

Too many emotions came up in my heart at the same time, and it became a mess.I clearly heard the voice of a certain teenager coming from the phone, and subconsciously clenched the thing in my hand. The texture of the wrench was heavy and cold. I realized in an instant that this is my world, this sofa, this place with poor lighting The living room, the kitchen with garlic sprouts, and the broken washing machine in the kitchen, these are really mine.As for the other end of the phone, that noisy, wonderful world where friends and companions are feasting and feasting, does not belong to me, and has never belonged to me.Even if I managed to squeeze in, I would just sit in a corner overnight, and after dawn, I would still return to my original shape.

I have gradually understood since I was six years old that there are no miracles in this world.If it's not mine, I'll never get it.Manpower is actually very limited, not to mention that I am just an ordinary person.

I heard my own voice saying: "Xiao Ao, you guys play, I won't pass."

There were some conversations over there again, he seemed to let others take something away, and then asked me: "Xiao Lang, what did you say?"

"I won't go out today." As long as I start, the rest seems to be easier: "I have to go to work tomorrow."

There was a brief moment of silence.Then his voice became lighter, as if he was not affected by my rejection at all: "Then you have a good rest, I will go to play with you when I have time."

"Okay." I hung up the phone.

Nothing happened afterwards, he didn’t call again, I wasn’t as sad as I was when I waited for him for half the winter vacation when I heard that he went to Australia for vacation, and I didn’t suffer from insomnia when I saw his love partner for the first time. Clean up the sanitation, repair the washing machine, heat up the leftover meal at noon, and then sleep until dawn.

This is the first time I've really turned him down.

Time is the most powerful thing, no matter how painful it is, you will get used to it slowly.

The office in the morning is still a scene of walking dead—this is the original words of Lawyer Su. All the interns have dull eyes and slow movements, and each has a cup of coffee. I went to deliver the sorted files to Lawyer Su and found him sitting in the office. In front of the table, there was a trace of tiredness on his face, two strands of hair scattered on his forehead, and he was reading the legal documents of the court.

"Lawyer Su, this is the appeal letter you asked me to sort out." I handed him the document, and he seemed a little surprised. He looked up and saw me, frowning: "It's already nine o'clock?"

"Five minutes to nine." I glanced at the empty coffee cup: "Do you need me to make you a cup of coffee?"

"No need." He closed the folder, stood up, and reached for the suit jacket on the hanger: "I'll go to Crowne Plaza to open a room to sleep, and you go to the dry cleaner downstairs to get the clothes, and come to the hotel at three o'clock in the afternoon to find them." I."

"Okay." I helped Lawyer Su get his clothes a few times, and knew where his bills were kept: "Do you need to order food to be delivered?"

"No, I'll eat at the hotel." Lawyer Su stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and put on his coat: "By the way, Professor Qian was hospitalized at one o'clock in the morning this morning. He has gallstones. He is in the Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University. You can order a fruit basket for me to deliver there. Tell Professor Qian that I will go to the hospital to see him at noon tomorrow."

No wonder I didn't see Senior Sister Xue in the morning. Professor Qian has only one son, who is studying abroad in the United States. He usually treats Senior Sister Xue as his daughter. Professor Qian fell ill late at night, and Senior Sister Xue must have helped him to the hospital.

Lawyer Su is actually a very good person. Apart from being cold on the surface, he actually took good care of me. He gave me a vacation after the last business trip. This time Professor Qian was hospitalized, and his fruit basket will be delivered tomorrow. I went there, but it was just to give me a reason to visit, and not to let people talk about my desertion at work.

"Thank you, Lawyer Su."

When I thanked him, Lawyer Su had already walked to the door, and I couldn't see his expression, only that he stopped for a while, as if he was about to turn his head, but in the end he didn't.

"Your complexion is very bad, by the way, go to the hospital to have a look."

I carried a fruit basket and took a taxi to see Professor Qian. Because of what Lawyer Su said, I was staring at the rearview mirror all the way. The young man in the mirror was wearing the same formal suit with the same expression on his face. I know where Lawyer Su saw my bad face.

When I arrived at the hospital, I called Senior Sister Xue, and she said they were on the sixth floor of the inpatient department.

When the elevator reached the third floor, when I opened the door, I saw a figure from behind who seemed to be Senior Sister Xue, and hurriedly chased after her, but it turned out that she was only wearing the same clothes as Senior Sister Xue.

When I went back and wanted to continue taking the elevator, a timid voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Student Xu."

When I turned around and saw her for the first time, I didn't react.

It was a very young face, young and pure, with clean eyebrows and eyes.It was those eyes that reminded me of who she was.

"You are the one, the one at Zheng Ao's house..." I don't know her name.

She shyly grabbed the hem of her clothes, lowered her head, and said in a voice as thin as a gnat, "My name is Hao Shi."

"Hello, Hao Shi." I tried my best to make our conversation less awkward: "My name is Xu Lang."

"I know." She looked up at me: "I've been looking for you."

"Looking for me?" I looked at her suspiciously: "What can I do for you?"

She stopped talking.

"Oh, by the way, you left a skirt at Zheng Ao's house last time, and that skirt is at my house now. I haven't met you in school..." I guessed why she came to me, but when I spoke, I looked carefully. I found that although she was wearing a light blue loose sweater, she could still see that her waist seemed a little... bloated?

Seeing that my gaze rested on her impolitely, she bit her lips, as if she had made a great determination, raised her head, and still shyly but firmly told me: "Yes, I'm pregnant."