Mindful

It was still a bit cold to cuddle up against each other, the movie came to an end, and Qiao Yuanlin was going to prepare for finishing work, he got out of the trunk first.

Liang Cheng's trousers went up a section because of his sitting posture, and his hanging ankles were so cold that he lost consciousness, and he might have to kneel down immediately when he fell to the ground.He kept his posture and said, "Go, I'll wait for you."

Qiao Yuanlin looked at him, then quickly rubbed his hands together, bent down and held his ankle with one hand.

Unexpectedly, Liang Cheng pushed Qiao Yuanlin's shoulder and said, "No need."

"I think it works." With a stubborn face, Qiao Yuanlin repeatedly rubbed the heat three times and covered it, "You are not a superman in the physical sense. You don't need to bear it when you are cold and tired."

Liang Cheng was slightly stunned, the warmth spread to the skin through the socks, and slowly regained consciousness.

After the movie ended, Qiao Yuanlin put on his work ID and went to the front of the square.Liang Cheng packed the trunk, and there was a mobile phone next to the pillow, which probably slipped out of Qiao Yuanlin's pocket.

As soon as he picked it up, the phone rang, displaying a string of local landline numbers.

The crowd was moving towards the outside of the square, Liang Chengruiu couldn't see Qiao Yuanlin, so he swiped to connect first: "Hello?"

Inside was a mature female voice, saying, "Is it Qiao Yuanlin?"

"Yes, but he walked away for a while." Liang Cheng replied, "I am his elder brother."

No sound could be heard from the phone, Liang Cheng got into the car, closed the car door to isolate the noise from the outside world, but there was still no sound in his ear, he wanted to take it away to see if he had hung up.

Suddenly, the other party asked: "Are you Liang Cheng?"

Liang Cheng was quite surprised, thinking that this was some elder relative of Qiao Yuanlin, he said with a "hmm" and said, "Are you?"

There was another period of silence, and the other party replied: "I am Andrew."

The column team successfully completed today's work, Qiao Yuanlin bid farewell to the disabled, and left work honorably with a large stack of volunteer registration forms.

As soon as he got in the car, Liang Cheng handed over his mobile phone, and he put it on the armrest box, fastened his seat belt and buried himself in sorting out the forms.

Liang Cheng said: "Someone called you, I answered it."

Qiao Yuanlin was terrified that the unit would make him work overtime, and asked, "Who is it at night?"

Liang Chengdao: "Andrew."

Qiao Yuanlin glanced over, like a martial arts master flying a hidden weapon. After flying, he quickly picked up his mobile phone to look through the call records. The most recent call seemed to be from the hotel's number.

He didn't dare to have expectations, and said, "Is it a wrong call? Or?"

Liang Cheng started the car and replied: "She asked you to meet."

More than 100 registration forms were scattered all over the place. Qiao Yuanlin was stunned for half a minute, and stretched out his wrist tremblingly: "Brother... feel the pulse."

Liang Cheng clasped his hands, and he jumped really hard, and he didn't weaken at all all the way back to the apartment.What was even more speechless was that Qiao Yuanlin used to call the security guard in the lobby Uncle, but today he got excited and called him Big Brother.

When we got home, it was cold all night, so Liang Cheng went into the bathroom to fill the bathtub while watching the weather forecast.

There has been sleet and sleet recently, and there will be two light snowfalls in Pinghai every winter.

Qiao Yuanlin opened the door and came in, and asked, "Do you think I should wear formal clothes when I meet Andrew?"

Liang Cheng said, "I don't know."

Qiao Yuanlin asked again: "What do you wear when you meet the major shareholders of your hospital?"

"White coat."

Qiao Yuan and Lin Xin said it was useless to ask you. He walked to the sink and looked in the mirror. His hair was a bit long, and he turned around and pulled Liang Cheng's arm: "How about I assign Yin'er here?"

Liang Cheng just unscrewed the cap of the bubble bath liquid, splashed half a bottle, and the bathtub produced a lot of foam, which was about to overflow.He knocked on the door and said, "Slow down and get excited, take a shower first."

Qiao Yuanlin felt like a sheep was in the mouth of a tiger: "Shall we wash together?"

"So much foam is wasted by one person." Liang Cheng said a lame excuse, but moved quickly, lifting the hem of his clothes and taking off Qiao Yuanlin's sweater.

The skin was exposed, and the buttons of his trousers were unbuttoned. Qiao Yuanlin turned his back and stripped himself naked.

He stepped into the bathtub and sat in a corner, embracing his knees, holding the dense foam in front of him, turning from a propped state into a quiet quail.

Liang Cheng took off his clothes slowly, took up most of the bathtub, wet his body with water, closed his eyes and leaned back, his muscles glowed coldly under the incandescent lamp.

Qiao Yuanlin's heart beat fast for no reason, he picked up the shampoo bottle next to him, and read the words on it as if he forgot his phone when going to the bathroom.

"Ah!" He suddenly called out.

The foam rose and fell with the water, and he couldn't help it for the second time: "Don't touch it."

Liang Cheng half-opened his long and narrow eyes, looked at him, bent his long leg in confusion, and said, "Where did you meet just now?"

Qiao Yuanlin's ears were red: "Foot."

"The feet are so soft." Liang Cheng pressed the white porcelain edges on both sides, approached the corner, took a handful of bubbles and put them on Qiao Yuanlin's head, "Don't choke on the water, hug me first."

Qiao Yuanlin wore a layer of milk cover: "Is it here..."

Liang Cheng borrowed his words and said: "I'm not a superman in the physical sense, I want you very much now, don't you need to bear it?"

Half a tank of water splashed on the ground, Qiao Yuanlin was wrapped in a towel by Liang Cheng and carried back to the bedroom after taking a shower, and fell into a dream as soon as he curled up.

Three days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, Qiao Yuanlin came to the star hotel again.The foreign man I saw last time, Andrew’s assistant, was waiting for him in the hotel lobby.

Before entering the elevator, Sun Zhuo sent a message asking if he had arrived.

Qiao Yuanlin has already reported this matter to the news center. First, he is afraid that he will cause trouble with his own opinions, and second, he is afraid that he will not be able to handle such a heavy interview.

He didn't dare to leapfrog the report. At first Bao Chunshan didn't believe it, but later he told Sun Zhuo directly for him.

Because he was not sure what Andrew was thinking, maybe calling him here was just to talk, so he came alone so as not to offend the other party.

Outside the door, Qiao Yuanlin took a deep breath. He didn't wear formal clothes, he only added a shirt under the sweater, and it was because He Jie said that the temperature was cooling today, so he should be careful of the wind.

The assistant swiped the card to open the door and invited him in.The room is an ordinary family room, it has just been cleaned, and the old lady who helped that day stays in the living room.

Andrew came out from the inside, wearing a pair of glasses, and the dignity in his temperament temporarily overwhelmed the coldness.

Qiao Yuanlin greeted him politely, sat down on the single sofa, and said in an ordinary tone as much as possible: "I didn't expect you would really contact me."

Sitting with his mother, Andrew couldn't see what he was thinking, and said, "The person who answered the phone that night was your brother?"

Qiao Yuanlin nodded: "Yes, I was busy at the time."

Andrew said, "Your surnames are different."

"En." Qiao Yuanlin didn't say much.

And Andrew seemed very interested, and asked, "Are you two brothers?"

"No." Qiao Yuanlin was reluctant to talk about his personal affairs, so he turned the topic to the other party, "I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time, have you been shopping in Pinghai these days?"

Unexpectedly, Andrew said: "There is nothing to visit."

Qiao Yuanlin was a little puzzled. He remembered foreign news that Andrew missed his hometown and returned to China, and didn't he want to shoot some documentaries in Pinghai?

He could only smile: "Maybe he's been away for too long."

Andrew seemed to be counting, saying, "Almost 30 years."

Qiao Yuanlin knew that she was 49 years old, so she was about 20 years old when she left, and she was in college?He tried to understand a little about his schooling experience, and asked, "Do you still have any impressions of life here?"

The old lady kept drooping her slack eyelids, her gray eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and she put her hand lightly on Andrew's knee.

Qiao Yuanlin was worried about saying the wrong thing, so he changed his words: "It's possible that you don't remember, I heard that you are devoting yourself to the research work you are doing, and you don't care about the trivial things in life."

Andrew thought for a few minutes before denying it: "No, I remember it very clearly."

Qiao Yuanlin pursed his lips. He didn't take any tools to record, and he failed to cut into the direction of the conversation that he had preset in advance. The conversation so far is simply trivial.

He quickly changed his mind, since Andrew's mother was here, let's talk about the past in Pinghai first.

"then--"

Andrew interrupted him by speeding up his speech, and asked abruptly, "How old is your brother?"

Qiao Yuanlin was taken aback: "He will be 29 soon."

"Right now?" Andrew said, "What month is your birthday?"

Qiao Yuanlin was puzzled, he didn't understand why Liang Cheng was asked, and he simply said, "Excuse me, do you want to be interviewed if you invite me here?"

Andrew shook his head.

"We can talk about it in detail." Qiao Yuanlin said, "I'm just a reporter and I have many shortcomings. But the news center attaches great importance to it and can send higher-level leaders to contact you."

Andrew said, "I'm not interested."

Qiao Yuanlin thought of Liang Cheng all of a sudden, and the other party was also used to expressing his rejection so lightly.He didn't understand what went wrong, so he didn't say anything for the time being.

It was snowing outside, Andrew got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, the broken snowflakes hit the glass and turned into water droplets.

The room fell into an abnormal silence. Qiao Yuanlin clasped his fingers and looked anxiously at the old lady who accompanied him.The other party noticed his request for help, and said, "She is not sociable, and she speaks more bluntly. In fact, it is a bit reckless to call you rashly."

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't understand more and more.

At this moment, Andrew interjected suddenly: "Was Liang Cheng born in the Fifth Hospital?"

Qiao Yuanlin turned around: "What?"

Andrew looked down at the street below and asked, "Birthday in February, right?"

Qiao Yuanlin stood up from the sofa, and his brain drew out a main thread in the chaos of disintegration - when he picked up the book that day, Andrew asked him twice if his name was Liang Cheng; She cared so much about strangers she had never met; how could she know about Liang Cheng's personal privacy?

Maybe Andrew wasn't asking for proof at all...he was suggesting.

Andrew finally asked: "Is the doctor in charge named He?"

The old lady stopped and said, "Xiao An!"

Qiao Yuanlin was astonished, and all his suspicions were shattered by the sound of "Xiao'an".The photo of Duan Sicun and the young girl was signed "Liang Xiaoan" on the back. He Jie said that Liang Cheng was the name left by his biological mother.

He glanced at the old lady, and then at the so-called Andrew. He didn't know how to react, picked up the bag and almost fled.

Ding, the elevator descended to the first floor and opened, Qiao Yuanlin rushed out in a hurry.

The phone rang several times before he realized that it was Liang Cheng calling. He stood still and kept his tone as calm as possible.

"Hey, brother."

"It's snowing, I'll pick you up."

"You do not have to work?"

"Dizzy from work? Today is Sunday."

Qiao Yuanlin's mind went blank: "No, don't pick me up."

"We'll be there soon, waiting for you at the door."

After hanging up the line, Liang Cheng turned at the intersection.He originally took He Jie to the supermarket to do some shopping, but the snow was getting harder and harder to walk, so he stopped by to pick up Qiao Yuanlin.

He Jie sat in the back and said, "Be careful driving these days, the road is slippery."

"Yeah." Liang Chengdao, "I kind of like snow."

He Jie smiled: "It was a snowy day when you were born, and when I went out, I fell and almost missed work."

"Fortunately, you went." Liang Cheng said, "However, it rarely snows in Pinghai in February."

He Jie looked at him tenderly: "That was the last snow of that winter, God is welcoming you."

Liang Cheng also laughed.

Qiao Yuan was standing in front of the hotel, snow was drifting in the air, and the tires of the Mercedes-Benz rolled over a thin layer of white rong on the ground and stopped under the gate.The window of the car came down, he didn't expect He Jie to be there.

A palm-sized leaf fell on the windshield. Liang Cheng got out of the car to clean it up, and walked around the front of the car to the trash can at the entrance of the hotel.

Inside the revolving door, Andrew chased her out, her glasses were fogged up, she took off her glasses and met Liang Cheng's unintentional gaze.

Qiao Yuanlin's heart stopped suddenly and she looked at them in panic.

Liang Cheng had already stopped, staring at the woman in front of him, this face was vicissitudes but it was not difficult to distinguish, or maybe it was some kind of special magnetic field that was enough for him to confirm.

This snow, is God going to give him a belated answer?

Andrew took a step closer to him.

Liang Cheng was unexpectedly calm, even arrogant, pinching the leaves and said: "Excuse me, you blocked the trash can."