Mindful

When Liang Cheng joined the company, he was very eye-catching, a returnee from a prestigious school, with extraordinary ability, tall and handsome appearance, and obtained shares by virtue of a patent, so he has the title of Ruotan Yuancao.

However, after getting along, everyone realized that this kind of grass is difficult to get close to, indifferent to people, not social, chatting for less than 3 minutes, and his personality is harder than his hard skills.

Therefore, Liang Cheng relied on his own strength, and his love luck has been sluggish for many years.Except for the once 16-year-old Qiao Yuanlin who was desperate for him, not a single flower bone appeared in these years.

Holding the piece of paper, Liang Cheng looked at the handwriting on it, but couldn't figure out why, so he rubbed it and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

He said, "Let's play a prank."

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Who would take a confession as a prank?"

The elevator door opened, and there were obviously more people visiting the doctor. Liang Cheng pushed him away and stood in the crowd. After the elevator door closed and the small space calmed down, he asked, "You care?"

Qiao Yuanlin didn't admit it or deny it, so as not to attract strangers to watch. His hair was poked up a few bunches, and trembling with every movement, he brushed Liang Cheng's ear temples.

Persisting in the underground garage, Liang Cheng couldn't stand the itching anymore. He raised his hand to cover Qiao Yuanlin's head and pressed it, and said, "Your grandma made a phone call."

Qiao Yuanlin turned on the phone, but there was no missed call displayed.

"I took it." Liang Chengdao, "You can call back later."

Qiao Yuanlin asked: "Does she know it's you, isn't she surprised?"

Liang Cheng said "hmm" and didn't say anything else.Picking up the car and leaving the hospital, he drove slower than usual, Qiao Yuanlin called Wang Ruizhi back from the passenger seat.

The grandparents haven't seen each other for a long time, and the last time they called was when they were graduating, Qiao Yuanlin congratulated the National Day, greeted the body, and said "I miss you" three or five times in a tone full of vitality.

He didn't say a word about meeting Lin Chengbi, as if life was good everywhere, his work went smoothly to lead charity, his new family was happy and harmonious, and he was only a passbook away from buying a big Ben.

Liang Cheng drove silently, and when he turned a corner at the intersection, he glanced at the rearview mirror on the side of the passenger side, just in time for Qiao Yuanlin to pause for a moment, turning his face to look at him.

Eyes crossed briefly, Qiao Yuanlin replied: "Well, he has returned to Pinghai to be a doctor... I don't know if he will leave in the future."

The words in the phone were vague, and Wang Ruizhi probably didn't know what to ask.Qiao Yuanlin didn't even think about how to succinctly explain that Qiao Wenyuan and Liang Cheng's adoptive mother formed a family, but the adoptive relationship had been terminated.

In the end, the phone was about to be turned off due to lack of power, and he said, "Grandma, I'll tell you in detail another day."

When he got home, Liang Cheng didn't get out of the car. He had to go back to the apartment to process some paper reports, and he had to recharge his batteries for the operation tomorrow afternoon.

Before leaving, Qiao Yuanlin took out a recording pen from his backpack and asked, "Brother, can you fix it for me?"

Liang Chengjie also: "It's broken?"

"There are always a few seconds of blank recording, and the volume becomes extremely low." Qiao Yuanlin said distressedly, "I only bought it when I became a regular, and it was specially engraved."

A metal plate the size of a fingernail was hung on one end of the recorder, and it was engraved with three characters, so it was engraved with Qiao Yuanlin Dexin's English name, which he hadn't used since graduation.

Liang Cheng put it in his pocket and said, "Let me try, George."

Qiao Yuanlin: "..."

During the holidays, there was no atmosphere of reunion at home. He Jie went to work, and Qiao Wenyuan flew out to attend a seminar, and would not be back until tomorrow morning.Qiao Yuanlin rested for half a day, and went to the TV station to work overtime in the afternoon to catch up on the program.

After a quiet night, he received a notice that his aunt Qiao Wenbo's family would visit him.When Qiao Wenyuan and He Jie got married, the other party was busy and didn't show up, so they happened to get together during this festive season.

Ever since her parents divorced, Qiao Yuanlin became more and more tired of family gatherings.Relatives and elders always pity him for his poor health and no one cares about him. He feels like a chicken with dyed feathers, miserable for others to watch.

But this time it was different, he felt that He Jie was very good, and he was also very good if he was willing to let others witness.

In the evening, the house was brightly lit, and my aunt's family arrived on time, and the dining table was piled up with presents.

Qiao Yuanlin came back from get off work and bought a bouquet of foreign peonies at the flower shop.At the wedding, he was too awkward to give away forget-me-nots, and today he gave flowers to He Jie in public, letting everyone know that he already recognized her.

He Jie happily looked for a vase, and trimmed it carefully at the dining table.The relatives of Qiao's family came here, and they had endless chats. Qiao Yuanlin didn't hear that He Jie mentioned that he was also a parent and brother. It is estimated that the family is small, otherwise, he might not be bullied like that by his ex-husband.

He took the initiative to go over without making a sound, and just accompanied him thoughtfully to fight.

After a while, Yao Fu came over and said, "Auntie, you have left too many leaves, you need to cut them to look better."

He Jie was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect to be called "Aunt" so easily, and to give her advice in a tone like her own family, she said: "Then can you help me?"

Qiao Yuanlin was squeezed away by Yao Fu, and wandered around the kitchen, where grapefruit tea was boiling in a pot, and a big roast chicken lay in the oven.He looked at his watch, wondering if Liang Cheng could come in time.

Until the meal was served, there was no sound of the engine of the Daben outside.Qiao Yuanlin tore off a chicken leg without authorization, and kept a little bit of all the dishes, and poured out a pot of grapefruit tea and added double honey.

At first, the atmosphere was harmonious. Later, when the Qiao brothers and sisters talked about doctor-patient disputes, they each held their own opinions and no one was convinced. There was a trend of [-] rounds of debate.Uncle took the lead in urinating, the mother and child called, and He Jie went back to the bedroom to answer the phone.

Qiao Yuanlin and Yao Fu sneaked into the yard to get some air. After stepping into the society, they met less and talked a lot, 80.00% of which were related to work.

"I really miss the days in Dexin." Yao Fu said, "Compulsory electives and various activities can add up to trouble for my mother. Now Party A asks me to kneel."

Qiao Yuanlin asked: "Will Party A scold you? Our editor-in-chief scolds me every day."

Feeling a bit more comfortable, Yao Fu said: "I didn't go anywhere during the holidays. I think the international class participated in the Wendao Festival, a large spring outing, and parties. It was so exciting."

It's a pity that Qiao Yuanlin didn't go.Yao Fu suddenly laughed: "I still remember that you hugged Assistant Professor Liang on the platform and didn't let go. It was rumored that you came out of the closet."

Qiao Yuanlin laughed dryly, and said abruptly, "I do like men."

In fact, his peach blossoms have always been good. Since he was in kindergarten, he is smart and quiet, never naughty and bullying, and little girls love to play with him.He was a top student in middle school, and the representative of the biology class confessed to him when he graduated.

As for the university, there are men and women who express their affection, and Lei Junming was even more... not only that he has always been single, and his emotions fluctuate almost without mentioning it.

After all, the peak had already occurred eight years ago, and no matter how many people he met after that, it was difficult for him to make waves in his heart.

Yao Fu was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized: "No wonder you never mentioned dating or anything, so now...do you have any?"

"No." Qiao Yuanlin shook his head, "Sister, in case I come out in the future, you have to speak for me."

Yao Fu said that there was no problem, and said in advance: "We need to lay the groundwork earlier, have you hinted to uncle?"

Qiao Yuanlin was surprised: "It doesn't have to be so early?"

"The sooner the better." Yao Fu advised him, "It's like taking a difficult exam. The probability of failing the exam is extremely high, so you have to say before the exam that you are not in good shape or anxious. Wait for the scores to come out. Besides, if there is a fart, it will be treated as no work.”

After finishing speaking, Yao Fu ate fruit in the house, while Qiao Yuanlin stayed in the yard to meditate.

A gust of breeze blew by, and he became more sober. Should he just plan by himself?Even if he really came out in the future, it's...he didn't provoke her first.

Qiao Yuanlin opened WeChat, swiped through Moments as if nothing had happened, returned to the list and poked the little white dog, and edited: We are done eating.

Liang Cheng: Yes.

Qiao Yuanlin: Are you still coming?

Liang Cheng: No, I just had surgery.

Qiao Yuanlin: What about dinner?

Liang Cheng: Go home and deal with it.

Pressing send, Liang Cheng took out clothes from the cabinet and changed into a minimally invasive machine in the morning, and spent more than six hours on the operating table in the afternoon.It's just finished, and I don't even bother to take a shower.

His legs were like rusted machines, Liang Cheng endured the pain, changed his clothes and left for get off work, and called a taxi at the entrance of the hospital.

He leaned back in the rear compartment, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and asked the driver to drive a long way downstairs in the neighborhood. He didn't realize until he got into the elevator that he forgot to pack a dinner and came back.

There was only a row of mineral water and a bottle of chili sauce left in the refrigerator. He drank half of the bottle of water and took a shower in the bathroom.

After soaking in hot water, the muscles and bones were warmed and relaxed a little bit. Liang Cheng wiped it casually after washing, and went back to the bedroom with a towel on his head. He saw the recording pen on the couch at the end of the bed.

Fixed it, forgot to tell George while chatting.

Liang Cheng went to bed and leaned against the head of the bed, turning off the lamp. There is no need to draw the curtains on the 52nd floor. The bright moonlight shines on the wall, and the light and shadow flow. If you are in a bad mood, you will suffer from insomnia. If you are in a good mood, you will feel charming.

He stared at it for a moment, bent sideways, and opened the bottom locked drawer of the bedside table.

Downstairs there are rows of dense trees, and a figure walks unhurriedly close to the side, wearing earphones and humming a song, holding a warm chicken drumstick rice in his left hand, and a cup of grapefruit tea in his right hand.

"Oh... yeah..." the ending sound sang.

Qiao Yuanlin stopped next to the flower bed downstairs, paused the playback, tried to raise her head, counted down from the top floor, and looked at the window on the 52nd floor.

It was pitch black, did he not come back, or was he already asleep?

He dialed Liang Cheng's number and got through. Usually, he would answer after three or four rings, but now there were more than a dozen rings but no one answered.

Qiao Yuanlin was a little worried, hung up and dialed again, and it rang seven or eight times, Liang Cheng finally answered, and said "Hello" unclearly.

He immediately asked, "Are you in the hospital?"

With a slightly hoarse voice, Liang Cheng said, "No."

"Are you off work yet?" Qiao Yuanlin asked again, "Still on the way."

Liang Cheng replied: "At home."

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't help frowning, suspecting that the number was wrong, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows wondering: "It took so long to answer the phone, are you sleeping?"

"No." Liang Cheng spoke fast, but his accent was heavier than usual, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yuanlin looked suspicious, flustered as if he had been deceived, he pressed the earphone hard, and made an excuse and said, "It's okay, I want to ask if the recording pen has been repaired."

Liang Cheng didn't answer, the phone was so silent that it seemed to hang up, and Qiao Yuanlin was circling in uneasily.

Suddenly, a muffled hum escaped from the earphones, as if he was panting into his ears accompanied by hot flashes.

Qiao Yuanlin was stunned. As an adult man, he experienced it himself not long ago, so he could understand what it was like.

But he was still dazed, and asked questioningly: "...what are you doing?"

Liang Cheng stammered rarely, and said, "Yes, read a book."

Qiao Yuanlin gritted his teeth and said, "You fucking read with the lights in the dark?!"

Now it was Liang Cheng's turn to be stunned.

He reacted immediately, looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows, took out a tissue and wiped it hastily, got out of bed and left.

Behind him, a wrinkle was drawn on the bed sheet, and another long-year-old recording pen was rolled.

Author has something to say: George: OMG