Mindful

Liang Cheng's gift to Qiao Yuanlin was a motorcycle.

The pure black body, with a matte texture, parked obliquely in the small yard. Qiao Yuanlin screamed in surprise outside the door when he returned home from the hospital.

He loves it as hell. Things that were rare at the age of 16 are finally available at the age of 25.He will always remember the pleasure of galloping like the wind, he once experienced it by hugging Liang Cheng tightly, and he can master it by himself in the future.

Although he was discharged from the hospital, he still needs to rest for a while.Qiao Yuanlin stayed at home, scrubbing the motorcycle every day, training the puppy, and cooking for Wang Ruizhi.Then no father leaves work, mother leaves work, and Liang Cheng leaves work.

He gained a little flesh after taking care of him, and he was still a thousand miles away from being round, but Liang Cheng commented that the hand feel was okay.

Without spring, flowers bloom, and Qiao Yuanlin's heart gradually recovers after surgery.Occasionally in the quiet afternoon or late at night, under the crabapple tree or on the shore of the lake, he felt a plopping beating, which was so crisp.

He lifted up his shirt, let Liang Cheng listen, and asked for confirmation: "Is it crunchy?"

Once or twice, Liang Cheng coaxed him, talking fresh and crisp; three or five times, he nodded perfunctorily;

He obediently held up his clothes and said, "When you were doing the operation, why didn't you cut this mole for me?"

"Why do you want to cut it?" Liang Cheng asked back, "Do you know what men like?"

Qiao Yuanlin's face turned red: "It's as if I'm not a man."

Liang Cheng asked again: "Why are you blushing?"

Qiao Yuanlin didn't answer, and fled out of bed, rushed to the kennel, pointed at the innocent little white dog and said, "George has grown up twice, I've recovered a long time ago!"

After the motorcycle license was obtained, Qiao Yuanlin was ready to move. He put his helmet on, hooked the car keys like Liang Cheng, and rode on the road majestically.

Qiao Wenyuan was so worried that he kept mumbling: "I haven't ridden a bicycle a few times."

Wang Ruizhi echoed: "I haven't even ridden on a scooter before."

Two deafening roars rushed out of Minghu Garden, the motorcycle was in front, and the Mercedes-Benz followed behind to escort.Liang Cheng held the steering wheel, feeling a little dazed, the back in front of him was youthful and cool, and he was still so weak that it was worryingly weak in winter.

Jumping too fast, he rang the car horn to warn.

George poked his head out of the co-pilot's bag, probably due to motion sickness, his ears drooped and then retracted.

The spring breeze was howling, and the drizzle was falling, and Qiao Yuanlin's windproof lenses were covered with a layer of water mist.At the red light, he pulled over and stopped, turning his face to one side.

Just when the window of the car came down, Liang Cheng also looked at him.For example, they forgot to bring their documents for the French test that year. They chased on Mingkang Street, but no one would bow their heads first when they caught up.

Running all the way to the apartment, Qiao Yuanlin took off his helmet and greeted the security guard as he passed the lobby.The other party looked at him, and probably felt that he hadn't changed, but he had an inexplicably new look.

There was a sound of wind on the 52nd floor, and the house was spotless. It was a bit chilly after a long time. Qiao Yuanlin took off his motorcycle jacket and led George to run around the house.

The wind pushed away the dark clouds, and a dreamy color appeared in the sky. Qiao Yuanlin lay on the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Rainbow!"

The puppy pretended to understand: "Oh!"

"I didn't tell you!" Qiao Yuanlin held up his mobile phone to take a picture and shouted, "Liang Cheng, come and see the rainbow!"

Liang Cheng walked in, thinking that he was afraid of heights, and when he walked to the window, Qiao Yuanlin stood between him and the glass.He wrapped his arms around Qiao Yuanlin's waist from behind, and put his chin on the other's shoulder.

The screen of the mobile phone could not show one tenth of the beautiful scenery. Qiao Yuanlin realized this, and simply turned the direction of the camera, and the picture suddenly turned into them.

Liang Cheng's face was calm, like a sea of ​​tranquility.

Qiao Yuanlin looked at him from the camera and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Liang Cheng replied: "I'm thinking about when you can finish the filming."

Qiao Yuanlin pressed the lock screen, turned around and said, "Is there something—"

The ending sound was blocked by Liang Cheng's low kiss, it was very light, but it was easier to lose, the lips were grinded, the tip of the tongue tapped the jaws, Qiao Yuanlin was invaded from shallow to deep.

He had no power to resist, allowing Liang Cheng to pick more and more heavily, even arbitrarily.

The wet sound overwhelmed the whining of the puppy at his feet, Liang Cheng turned Qiao Yuanlin completely to himself, and pressed it against the glass, creating a scene in the daytime and clear sky.

The sweater and shirt rubbed against each other to generate static electricity, crackling, Qiao Yuanlin was clamped tightly, hugged, and after being slashed by Liang Cheng, he once again showed the posture of offering sacrifices.

The carpet slipped from the window and got entangled on the pillow. The wide open curtains couldn't cover the swaying spring scenery inside and outside.

Qiao Yuanlin has been sick for too long, and has become very delicate, sometimes stretching his muscles, and sometimes his knees are sore.The puppy ran back and forth around the bed, anxiously grabbing the sheets and pulling them.

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The quilt was creased and damp, Qiao Yuanlin hid in the quilt after taking a bath, his eyelashes were wet, and his thirsty lips were slightly parted.

Liang Cheng came over with a glass of water, and took a sip to this ancestor.The light touch of lips and teeth almost provoked thunder, but he remained silent, and his wandering eyes were a hint of affection.

Qiao Yuanlin grabbed the corner of the quilt in astonishment, his bluish, disintegrated body couldn't move, sawing in silence, he tried his best to pull off a little quilt, and agreed hoarsely: "...OK."

Liang Cheng deliberately asked: "Are you sure?"

Qiao Yuanlin endured the shame: "I can eat it."

Liang Chengduo wanted to go crazy, but he lowered his head and kissed the scar on his heart preciously.

Once a person is exhausted, he will be hypocritical. Qiao Yuanlin imitated a love movie with boundless affection and hypothesized: "If the operation fails and I die, what will happen now?"

Liang Cheng said, "I will leave here."

So simply, probably the answer has already been considered in the bottom of my heart.He experienced a lot of pain in Pinghai, and knowing Qiao Yuanlin made Huanxin gain the upper hand.

If Qiao Yuanlin ceases to exist, he will leave this city forever, go to a distant place to die, become a doctor without borders, and never return to his hometown.

Qiao Yuanlin was buried in his arms, trembling with joy: "It's good to be alive."

George was also a puppy who had escaped from death, so he was very cooperative: "Aww!"

The chill gradually receded in spring, so Qiao Yuanlin didn't have to wrap himself in thick clothes all the time.His limbs are not as cold as before, but warm and sweaty. He can also wear two pieces when others wear them.

It was Monday when he returned to work in the press center, just in time for the morning meeting, and he appeared in front of everyone with a full set of materials.

After sorting out the whole story of the case that year, Qiao Yuanlin connected the people involved in the case, clarified the details of various parties, and planned the content of the report to restore the truth.

Objectivity is the benchmark, he guarded himself and handed over the materials to Sun Zhuo for review.

On the same day, Sun Zhuo issued a notice in the interview department that he was fully responsible for this issue of news, which was like a producer.

Back at the farewell station, Qiao Yuanlin suddenly understood that this was probably what Lin Chengbi could do for him in the end, and asked him to return to the workplace with this beautiful battle.

He cherishes the second life bestowed by God very much. He works hard for interviews and news, and enjoys his ideals with an irreplaceable pleasure.

He would run when he was in a hurry, and stopped after running for a while, and then realized that his heart recovered.He didn't feel uncomfortable or out of breath, so he ran quickly.

He is used to taking medicine on time, but he is not used to not needing to take it anymore.Like a senior smoker who has become addicted, he carries yogurt tablets similar to Baiyao tablets everywhere he goes.

When work was over early, Qiao Yuanlin rode a motorcycle to Ruotan Hospital and stopped casually on the roadside of Ningyuan Street.

He expected Liang Cheng to see him in the building through the shadowy tree shadows, and it didn't matter if he couldn't see him, he wouldn't be able to see Dr. Liang after get off work.

But he often worked overtime, and occasionally stayed up all night, and when he returned home, he closed his eyes and groped into Liang Cheng's bedroom in the dark, throwing off the quilt.

Liang Cheng was woken up by him and hugged him.

If Liang Cheng didn't wake up, he would report to himself: "Brother, I've made money back."

Wang Ruizhi returned the house in the neighboring city and moved back to Pinghai.The scenery of Changlin Street and Wanping Alley is still the same, but the potholes on the concrete road have become deeper, and the big trees have grown stronger.

The small building was vacated, cleaned, redecorated, and furnished as it was in memory.

In the third month after the operation, it was already early summer, and the results of the follow-up visit were all good. On the second day, Liang Cheng and Qiao Yuanlin officially returned to the cheongsam shop to stay warm.

The sun was shining brightly, Liang Cheng put on a black short-sleeved T-shirt, and drove Qiao Yuanlin on a motorcycle. After singing five songs, the engine turned off in front of the building.

Wang Ruizhi, wearing a cheongsam with three-quarter sleeves, opened the door and walked out, with his palms between his eyebrows, and said, "Why don't you drive when you're so dry?"

Liang Chengdao: "There is no place to stop."

Having not set foot in the alley for many years, Qiao Yuanlin turned around in a circle, looked around, and looked up at the small window of the bedroom on the second floor.

After agreeing to stay for a while, Wang Ruizhi saw that their hands were empty, and asked, "Didn't you bring your luggage?"

"It's so heavy." Qiao Yuanlin stepped up the steps, "I sent a courier to the same city, and it will be there in a while."

When they entered the building, Liang Cheng went straight to the entrance, hung the car keys on the hook, next to the helmet, and put Qiao Yuanlin's discarded sneakers into the cabinet after changing his slippers.

The stove was burning in the kitchen, and he sniffed it: "A smell of milk?"

Wang Ruizhi smiled and said, "I'll cook milk glutinous rice balls for you, how many noodles do you eat?"

"A big bowl." Liang Cheng stepped up the stairs, "I'll go up and see if there's anything I want to put away."

Narrow and long corridors, bedrooms facing each other, outdated bathrooms and bright balconies, the beam bears pressure and walks through the familiar second floor, pushing every door through the room.

The original arrangement, down to a pot of prickly pear on the windowsill.

He called out, "Qiao Yuanlin?"

From the end of the corridor came: "Here it is!"

Liang Cheng went to the balcony, Qiao Yuanlin squatted in the corner, facing the toolbox spread out on the ground, and an uninstalled iron pipe ladder was erected at the base of the wall.

"Help me install it." Qiao Yuanlin demanded, "I can't go up to the roof without a ladder."

Liang Cheng wondered, "Why do you have to go up there?"

"Appreciate the moon." Qiao Yuanlin felt naive after finishing speaking, "Or think about something."

Liang Cheng snorted lightly: "Things make you want to think about things."

Qiao Yuanlin punched and clapped his hands to clear the space. A few new pots of flowers and plants were added to the balcony. He picked up the water bottle and Liang Cheng did their duties.

After finding the right position, Liang Cheng was about to fix the ladder to the wall. This was physical work, and with the sun shrouding behind him, he broke out in a row of sweat soon.

Qiao Yuanlin also felt hot, and said, "I'm going to buy a drink, do you want to drink anything?"

Liang Cheng said, "Same as you."

"Okay, then I'll go to the convenience store."

Not long after Qiao Yuanlin left, the courier arrived and unloaded a large package at the door.Liang Cheng tightened the last screw, washed his hands and went downstairs.

He opened the package, and inside was the travel bag used in Yunqi Town.

Carrying to the bedroom on the second floor, he put the travel bag on the desk and opened it.Sure enough, clothes, daily necessities, game consoles, data cables, and a box of chicken breast that George loves.

Liang Cheng took it out and sorted them one by one, and found a recording pen under the bag.

It wasn't used by Qiao Yuanlin for his usual work. It had been kept in the drawer of the ward for a long time, so it should be another spare one.

Not knowing whether to charge it or not, Liang Cheng picked it up and tried to press "Play".

Most of the room was sunny, but the inside said—"Liang Cheng, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

He was slightly startled, raised the recorder close to his ear, and listened to Qiao Yuanlin's eloquent words:

"If we have a chance, let's go back to the cheongsam shop and climb to the roof to watch the moon. The ladder stopped shaking one day, and I realized later that you tightened it secretly, right?"

"You once said that I was a puppy that ran into your room. I was angry at the time, but now I am not satisfied. I am a puppy that ran into your life, so the weight is heavier."

"You're right, puppies die too. If he dies, don't be too sad, just pretend he's gone somewhere else."

"But you must remember—you saved him, he likes you. If you treat him well, he likes you. You bully him, but he can't beat you if he wants to bite, haha."

"So in the end, he still likes you."

"Liang Cheng, I seem to be too nasty. When I hear the moon hiding behind the clouds, and the evening wind blows and closes the windows, I can't help but blush when I record this quietly."

"I don't know when you will find this recording, a few days, a few months, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, even though I left. Because of the good or bad results, the person I feel in the end is you."

"If you are cold, I will keep bothering you. If you are fierce, I will beg for mercy. If you are soft-hearted, I will take advantage of the victory to pursue. You can't do anything with me, so I will be so happy."

"How good I am at dealing with you, you are so stupid, didn't you notice?"

"Then I'll tell you one more thing: You were born abandoned, and I long for you to the death."

"It seems to say a lot, all based on the tragic ending. Maybe everything is unfounded. I will succeed in the operation, I will recover, and I will smile at you when I wake up."

"In that case... this recording will be invalidated."

"If I were alive, I would love you and say it myself."

Qiao Yuanlin came back with two glasses of drinks. They were new products from the convenience store. Floes of ice and green oranges floated on the top of the glasses. He added double honey to one of them.

Stepping into the bedroom, Liang Cheng turned around, the recording pen in his hand had just finished playing and paused.

Qiao Yuanlin paused, the water vapor in the cup condensed and dripped onto the floor.

Tap, tap, like the distress signal that was trapped in the small warehouse that year, it also coincided with the blazing pulse in the chest.

Liang Cheng gave orders and said, "Qiao Yuanlin, come here."

After a few long steps, Qiao Yuanlin arrived slowly, and stood next to Liang Cheng's elbow in front of the desk.He squeezed, a little embarrassed: "Did you hear everything?"

Liang Cheng said, "I heard it."

Qiao Yuanlin took a sip of soda to calm her shock, but she made a mistake and was dizzy from the sweetness of honey.

At this time, Liang Cheng said again: "I saw it too."

Qiao Yuanlin asked puzzledly, "What did you see?"

The aroma of milk glutinous rice balls floated out of the window, the cicadas were singing, the cactus should spray water, and the motorcycle was scalding hot downstairs.

This is the early summer of the ninth year, in the same four walls.

Liang Cheng looked at him, and replied: "The sharp heart, the eyeballs."

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