Mindful

Qiao Yuanlin packed all his belongings in a cardboard box. The workstation was bare. He carried a bag, a camera and a water bottle, and left the TV station with the box in his arms.

He didn't want to go home, and had nowhere else to go, so he wandered down the street full of belongings, looking so depressed that the strangers passing by turned to look at him.

He whimpered, "Look at your size."

Passing Starbucks, Qiao Yuanlin went in and bought a cup of caramel latte, and sat at a small table in the corner.Take a sip, it was so bitter, he frowned, the four people at the next table were having a passionate meeting, and he looked like an unemployed youth who had been fired.

The phone rang several times, and he opened WeChat. His colleagues in the group, including Mr. Xiang, who was on a business trip in Beijing, all came to ask what was going on and why he had offended Boss Maosun.

It seems that everyone has been notified, there is no room for change, Qiao Yuanlin took another sip of latte, what the hell, did you put caramel in it, why is it so bitter.

The team leader called directly, the ringing sound gave Qiao Yuanlin a headache, he didn't want to answer anyone, hung up the phone willfully, and turned off the phone.

In order to study journalism and become a reporter, he did not hesitate to fall out with his parents, finally graduated and worked, and made up his mind to start a career. No matter how busy and tired he was, he enjoyed it.

He wanted to prove to Qiao Wenyuan that his ideal was as noble as curing diseases and saving lives, and that his choice was correct.He also wants to let Lin Chengbi understand that he is better than the children born later, and he is the one who is most like her and makes her most proud.

But less than a month after becoming a regular, he packed up and left.

At the end of Ningyuan Street, a black Mercedes roared out of Ruotan Hospital. Liang Cheng fueled himself up, put on his earphones, and made a second call to Qiao Yuanlin.

Half an hour ago, the endless phone call ended. He showed the patient two chest X-rays and called back after get off work. The mechanical female voice said that the user was busy.

At this point, the user simply shuts down.

While rushing to the TV station, Liang Cheng was analyzing what happened. He shouted that he broke down, "I don't want you to participate at all... After thinking about it, it's probably because of him.

"Fool." He honked the horn hard, but his tone was very soft, "It's still so stupid."

When we arrived at the TV station, the door was wide open, Liang Cheng almost wedged the front of the car into the courtyard, the uncle in the guard room came out in fright, saw that he looked familiar, and said: "The cars outside are not allowed in, are you looking for someone?"

The building of the news center was lit with several rows of lights, and most of them were pitch black. Liang Cheng asked, "Has the interview department got off work?"

"There are a lot of people in the interview department, which group are you looking for?" the uncle said, "Hey, I remembered, have you been here before?"

Liang Chengying said: "Yes, the person I'm looking for is named Qiao."

The uncle said affirmatively: "He, he is gone. Holding a cardboard box, that is a grievance, his face is drooping to the instep of his feet, and he will definitely be scolded by the leader."

Liang Cheng suspected that the old man used to be a storyteller, and he was very contagious, so he was agitated when he heard it, so he reversed the car and drove away.

After several rounds of bright lights, Qiao Yuanlin left Starbucks and walked through two intersections aimlessly. His hands were sore and his feet hurt. A group of middle school students came home from school together, chasing and laughing carefree. He followed them and turned the corner enviously. .

Later, I was attracted by the uncles and aunts dancing ballroom dancing, in a small square.He stopped in a daze, and thought negatively for a moment, he's going to a fart class, he won't write news, and he will start writing a public account for self-media tomorrow.

Stopping and wandering until late at night, when the temperature dropped, he was always afraid of the cold, and he was too tired to walk, so he finally hailed a taxi.

Driving into the gate of Minghu Garden, Qiao Yuanlin gradually recovered his sanity as he got closer to home. He rubbed his face and said, "Master, just stop here."

It was so late, Qiao Wenyuan and He Jie might have already rested, and the sound of the car would inevitably disturb them.If he didn't sleep and was waiting for him, he said that he was working overtime temporarily and his phone was out of battery.

After getting out of the car, Qiao Yuanlin walked forward with heavy steps. When he walked to the front of the building, he was relieved. The lights in the house were dark, at least he didn't have to lie and pretend.

It was inconvenient to hold things, Qiao Yuanlin sideways pushed open the small door of the yard with his shoulder, creaked, and when he raised his head, the light bulb under the door a few steps away was dim, and Liang Cheng was standing on the steps.

All were speechless, Qiao Yuanlin stopped, surrounded only by the annoying fluttering of mosquitoes.

Liang Cheng walked down the steps and saw clearly that the guard was not lying, he was really wronged, his face was pale, and he was still in high spirits when he left the hospital in the afternoon.

Enduring it for a few hours, he wandered around eight streets in a daze, emotions and exhaustion came one after another at the moment of facing Liang Cheng, Qiao Yuanlin was about to be unable to hold on anymore.

Liang Cheng stepped closer, took the box with his left hand, and raised his right hand to hug his swaying body.

Covering the cold back of the neck with his big hands, he rubbed the red and warmed it, and messed up the ends of his hair.

"Why did you come back?" Qiao Yuanlin buried himself on his shoulder, "It's all your fault...why did you come back..."

And Liang Cheng said: "I won't leave again."

Qiao Yuanlin raised his head slowly, with hatred and pain, his eyes became moist in an instant.