Mindful

In the second half of the game, the competition was fierce, and the audience rushed out of the seats to the boundaries of the two sides of the court, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. Qiao Yuanlin sat cross-legged in a corner, and he became nervous and pulled off a section of the fringe of the ribbon.

Liang Cheng dribbled the ball, his shoulders and arms were bulging and muscular, and he made a three-pointer with a leap.

The court in No. [-] Middle School is not so wanton. Students can only search for precious gaps to play a game, and maybe worry about unfinished homework while hitting the ball.

Through the current scene, Qiao Yuanlin imagined that if Liang Cheng was studying in peace and stability that year, he would sit on the sidelines, and Liang Cheng would always glance at him distractedly when he was flying past.

If there is not enough manpower, Liang Chengzhi casually hooked his hands and said the invitation like an order: "Little brat, come here."

Then he will definitely not run away, and he will go over and ask cheekily: "I can't, can you teach me?"

In addition to basketball, Liang Cheng taught him biology, experiments, and motorcycle riding.He would invite Liang Cheng to eat, and share a family portrait of luxurious Kyoho grapes together.

Bang, the basketball went into the basket and landed, accompanied by a whistle at the end.

Cheers erupted on the field, and Dr. Hu held up a loudspeaker and shouted: "This year's victory still belongs to the blue team! Dr. Liang Cheng! My brother Liang won the MVP again!"

Qiao Yuanlin was pulled back to reality, got up and rushed towards Liang Cheng, restraining his steps in the middle of the crowd.

Dr. Hu overtook him, rushed to Liang Cheng, and interviewed: "Dr. Liang, I entrust your Fu department to get a fitness annual card for each person. It's a great kindness! It's the light in my heart!"

Liang Cheng was already sweating profusely, wiped it with his wrist guard, panted and locked onto the white figure, Doctor Xiao Hu handed over the horn: "Doctor Liang, tell me how you feel at the moment!"

He strode towards Qiao Yuanlin, bowed and strangled him to lift him off the ground, and turned around to celebrate.

Dr. Hu justified himself: "Wow! Dr. Liang hugged the basketball baby! The picture is very...warm!"

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't care about anything else, and tightened his grip on Liang Cheng's neck, saying, "You are amazing."

Liang Cheng's breath was still unsteady, intermittently gushing in his ears: "I'm sorry to lose in front of my baby."

There was a lot of voices all around, and they whispered whispers.The game was over, Liang Cheng took a rest in the first row of seats, he drank half a bottle of water, Qiao Yuanlin fanned the wind beside him with his palm.

Sweat dripped into his eyes, Liang Cheng couldn't help rubbing them all the time, the corners of his eyes were red.

Qiao Yuanlin stopped him and said, "Stop rubbing it."

Liang Cheng smiled: "Then rub you."

Qiao Yuanlin almost wanted to be wrong, and covered up insignificant things: "The apple I received was given to Dean Qin. You sit down first, and I'll go and see if there are any more."

Liang Cheng stretched out his hand and grabbed him, not letting him go: "Each employee gave a box, enough for you to eat."

The crowd changed from thick to thin, and everyone packed up and left. Qiao Yuanlin saw Qin Lixian wave goodbye to him after a few rows, and said, "It's all the dean. Dean Qin is much more kind than my father."

"It's easy to buy." Liang Chengdao, "Because he asked you to tee off together? That's why you are liked."

Qiao Yuanlin was delighted to be coaxed, but he also convinced this person: "Just pretend, it's obvious that you asked for it in private."

Liang Cheng imitated: "Why is the old man still leaking the secret? I am speechless."

A few more beads of sweat appeared on the bridge of the tall nose. Qiao Yuanlin gently scraped it off and said, "It turns out that Dean Qin has seen us a long time ago. When you rescued me, he was in the Department of Cardiac Surgery. He was the doctor at that time." What about the first brother?"

Liang Cheng pondered the calculations, and said, "I saved you 11 years ago, and he was in his early sixties that year and was about to retire. How about a brother?"

Qiao Yuanlin realized that he was being fooled: "So it's the first master."

Suddenly, two fluffy balls flew in and hit them both on the head with precision. Qin Li cursed in the aisle: "Boys, I haven't gone far yet!"

Seeing people gradually disappearing, the huge arena was empty and quiet.Liang Chengla and Qiao Yuanlin returned to the field, picked up the basketball, and played with the opponent alone.

Before leaving, he stood behind Qiao Yuanlin, crossed his arms and threw the last ball.

They were a bit late, the aunt who was cleaning the dressing room watched her get off work, Qiao Yuanlin dawdled before she had time to change, she hurriedly put on her clothes and left.

There was a missed call on the mobile phone, which was from Tian Yu.

No matter what happened to Andrew, Qiao Yuanlin always wanted to thank Tian Yu for his help, and it was probably very boring for him to be at grandma's house during the holidays.

He dialed back, got connected after two rings, and said, "Tian Yu, have you been busy recently?"

"Don't mention it." Tian Yu said, "Andrew's documentary doesn't seem to be filmed in Pinghai anymore. The content is compressed by half. I don't know what's going on."

Qiao Yuanlin asked: "Then is your work affected?"

Tian Yu has always been an optimist: "Let's see the team negotiate the arrangement, I'm so free. Never mind, Merry Christmas!"

Qiao Yuanlin looked at the driver's seat: "I'm with Liang Cheng, we're going to have dinner."

The voice on the mobile phone could be heard in the carriage, Liang Cheng directly made an "OK" gesture, so Qiao Yuanlin finished speaking: "You also come out."

"Then I won't be a light bulb, so sad." Tian Yu has a lot of things to say, "Why don't you ask Sister Fu out, I miss her so much."

Qiao Yuanlin hung up and called Yao Fu, who had just received the final payment from the client and readily agreed.

The four of them ate teppanyaki together, Tian Yu and Yao Fu knew they were together, so Qiao Yuanlin was very at ease.But when Liang Cheng recalled the days when he was a teaching assistant, he felt that he was leading three students to start a small business.

Tian Yu drank a bottle of sake and said, "Sister Fu, I am straight and straight."

"Who cares about you." Yao Fu said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you're not, my brother doesn't like you."

Tian Yu: "Who cares about him, which one do you like?"

Yao Fu deliberately said, "I'm not a straight girl, so don't ask nonsense."

"Ah? In the second year of high school, you said that you will think about me when you grow up!" Tian Yu crazily took a bite of the chicken skewers, "The winter in Pinghai actually makes me more chilled than Canada."

Qiao Yuanlin acted as if he was watching a sketch, chewing his tongue and said, "You are so in love, I have forgotten about a third of my high school classmates."

Tian Yu asked: "The representative of the biology class always remembers, didn't she confess her love to you after graduation?"

Liang Cheng has been silently replenishing his strength, stopped chopping his chopsticks, and glanced across the table to confirm: "Confession?"

Tian Yu was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "Probably Yuan Shen's desperate study of biology gave people the illusion... How should I put it, biology is harmful."

Qiao Yuanlin echoed: "Yes, yes, yes."

Yao Fu rolled his eyes at the two cowards, and said, "Don't go back to the past, can't you look into the future? Dr. Liang, should I call you brother from now on, or should you follow Yuan Lin and call me sister?"

Liang Cheng: "..."

Tian Yu whispered: "I also thought about it in high school. If Sister Fu is willing, don't you want to call me brother-in-law?"

Qiao Yuanlin: "..."

After eating, Yao Fu drove Tian Yu home, lowered the car window before leaving, and said righteously: "Brother, remember to inform me when you come out of the closet, I will help you hug uncle's thigh at critical moments, so that you two can escape. "

Qiao Yuanlin said: "It's not possible, I have laid the groundwork."

Halfway, Liang Cheng coldly asked: "How far have you prepared?"

Qiao Yuanlin thought for a while: "If you use the infusion as an example, you probably have finished the skin test."

The Christmas tree at the entrance of Minghu Garden is colorful, and a group of children are playing under it.Downstairs in the unit, the windows were dimly lit, and Qiao Wenyuan and He Jie had already rested.

Liang Cheng and Qiao Yuanlin walked in lightly. There was a lamp in the living room, and two gifts were placed side by side on the coffee table.In the first year of the new family, parents prepared for them through festivals.

Qiao Yuanlin picked up the card on the gift box and said, "Auntie gave it to me."

The other box did not have delicate packaging, which was in line with Qiao Wenyuan's style. Liang Cheng opened it, and it was a famous brand men's belt.

Fearing that it might be broken, Qiao Yuanlin carried the gift back to the bedroom cloakroom, untied the ribbon tied into a bow, and carefully cut the wrapping paper with scissors.

Liang Chengjin came uninvited with his slippers on, closed the door of the cloakroom casually, and said, "Let me see what it is."

Inside the box is a whole set of home clothes, which are soft and warm. The three pieces inside and outside come with eye masks and socks, just like a gift from a mother to a child.

There was a small envelope stuffed in the pocket of the nightgown, and Qiao Yuanlin opened it and took out a sky blue card, which was an annual family card for the Sea Island Amusement Park.On the envelope, He Jie wrote, the weather is getting warmer, let's go to the amusement park together.

Qiao Yuanlin liked to look back and forth. He took out the small storage box hidden at the bottom of the closet and put this card and important documents together.

But Liang Cheng noticed the gray velvet box.Should a button be kept for a lifetime? He hugged Qiao Yuanlin from behind, absent minded, lowered his head and sniffed lightly on his neck.

Itchy, Qiao Yuanlin said, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Yeah." But Liang Cheng didn't let go.

Qiao Yuanlin said again, "Let me change my clothes."

Liang Cheng lifted the hem of his clothes: "Change."

The sweater was taken off to reveal the jersey inside, Qiao Yuanlin held the cabinet door, and then the sweatpants were taken off together with the jersey shorts.

It wasn't an apartment, the parents were sleeping in the next room, and he was less daring and said, "No."

"Why not?" Liang Cheng asked seriously and harshly.

Qiao Yuanlin was pressed into the closet by his spine, his face buried in a row of sweaters hanging, still begging: "Brother...not tonight."

Liang Cheng said, "Is there no reward for MVP?"

The narrow cloakroom is like a small warehouse of a cheongsam shop, closed without windows, cramped and warm, filled with the faint industrial aroma of drying balls.Qiao Yuanlin slid down and lay down on the carpet, curling up her legs wrapped in stockings.

There seemed to be the sound of the door opening and getting up from the night outside, or it might be an illusion. He covered his face in fright, but still didn't think it was enough, so he consciously bit a corner of the jersey.

Liang Cheng lost control even more, he picked him up and carried him into the bathroom inside.

***

The sheets in the opposite bedroom were not messed up, and Liang Cheng spent the entire Christmas Eve in Qiao Yuanlin's room.

The next morning, Qiao Yuanlin was still dreaming, Liang Chengxian woke up, took out the ribbon from the bed and put it on the bedside table.

He went into the bathroom to wash up, looked in the mirror and saw the teeth marks on the side of his neck, small but obvious, it was because Qiao Yuanlin was afraid of scratching the scar on his back, so he took a bite to vent.

Liang Cheng bent his index finger and middle finger, pinched them with two knuckles and twisted them hard. The whole skin turned dark red, with Sha showing through, covering up the teeth marks.

There was a pot of steaming pimple soup on the dining table, and He Jie filled four bowls. She raised her eyes and saw Liang Cheng walking over neatly dressed, and asked, "What's wrong with your neck?"

Liang Cheng didn't change his face: "It's nothing, I'm very angry after eating meat."

Qiao Wenyuan came out of the kitchen with a plate of steamed buns and said, "Young people also use this kind of method. I'll find you some medicine after dinner."

"Okay." Liang Cheng picked up the chair cushion and stacked it on the chair next to him, "The belt fits well, thank you, Uncle Qiao."

He Jie looked into the room and asked, "Yuan Lin hasn't gotten up yet, I wonder if he likes what I gave you."

After all, Qiao Yuanlin appeared in a new pajamas, still sleepy, walking very slowly, and his posture was a little weird.He walked over and propped himself up on the table and sat down inch by inch, his butt touching the double cushion of the chair before he relaxed.

"I really like it."

He Jie said happily: "It's good if you like it, how come you sleep like you've been beaten."

Qiao Yuanlin made up nonsense: "I dreamed of a gold medalist, and he beat me... three times in one night."

Liang Cheng was kicked under the table, limp and weak, he picked up a small steamed bun and offered it to Qiao Yuanlin, saying: "Here, make up."

Qiao Wenyuan couldn't see it: "You don't know how to pinch yourself? How old are you?"

"It's the end of the year, and I'm finally 25." Qiao Yuanlin took a bite, "Stop scolding, I'm so tired."

Qiao Wenyuan urged: "Don't be lazy, everyone is busy at the end of the year, so you must persevere."

Qiao Yuanlin annoyed him with his official accent, saying, "Today is Sunday, and there are no workers from your third hospital at home, so don't lecture me."

"Stinky boy." Qiao Wenyuan said, "If you want to be a reporter, then do it hard, and you can't be worse than others."

Liang Cheng listened, thinking of Qiao Yuanlin's hard work in high school, it seemed that Qiao Wenyuan had always been strict and did not relax the standards because of physical problems.

He Jie felt the same way, and persuaded, "Old Qiao, as long as the child is healthy and happy."

Qiao Yuanlin took the first step and said, "It's okay, I can do it."

He has long been accustomed to the high demands of his parents, and would cry at first. His grandparents and grandparents even joined forces to protest, and they were reluctant to let him work so hard.But Qiao Wenyuan and Lin Chengbi were unmoved, and taught him that even if he put in extra efforts, he should be like everyone else.

One is a doctor who has witnessed many illnesses, and the other has been on the news and watched many encounters. They all believe that society is cruel and that discrimination by people is more painful than diseases. Therefore, we must not be backward, weak and dull.

Qiao Yuanlin snorted a mouthful of pimple soup. The toughness in his genes made him accept and agree, and it also made him persist until now.

Liang Cheng peeled the hard-boiled eggs. He understood the reasoning, but put it on Qiao Yuanlin's dinner plate again, saying, "You can make progress outside, but you can feel tired at home."

Qiao Yuanlin looked to Qiao Wenyuan for instructions.

"Uncle Qiao." Liang Cheng respectfully concealed a bit of strength, "Let's divide the work and cooperate. You supervise him, and I will take care of him."

This word reveals intimacy, Qiao Yuanlin hastily averted his eyes for fear of revealing his secrets.

Qiao Wenyuan also hesitated for a while, but finally had no choice but to compromise: "Don't let him get used to the prince's disease."

After breakfast, Liang Cheng helped take care of a plum blossom in the courtyard, while Qiao Yuanlin sat in a corner to bask in the sun, holding his mobile phone to read Moments posted by his colleagues.

Wanting to cross her legs, Qiao Yuanlin let out an "oops" when her thighs were raised sorely.

Liang Cheng gloated: "Is it that serious?"

"You have the nerve to ask." Qiao Yuanlin looked back vigilantly, and said implicitly, "You are too fierce."

Liang Cheng was embarrassed to say any more, because he was concerned about Qiao Yuanlin's body, so far he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and he always held back three or four points of strength every time.

Suddenly, Qiao Yuanlin said in a low voice, "Will my dad suspect you just said that at the dinner table?"

Liang Cheng broke off a branch and said, "I'm following your example."

"Oh." Qiao Yuanlin felt relieved after a second thought, "Then how far is it now?"

Liang Cheng was a doctor after all, so he had to be a little more aggressive than ordinary people. He felt good about himself and said, "It hits the nail on the head, and the infusion has already been done."