residual injury

In August, midsummer came as promised. Su Shiqing finally got off his morning shift. Standing in the parking lot and looking up, the sky was covered with fiery clouds, dazzling red, bright and warm yellow, deep blue and purple, which merged into a line irreconcilably. The rushing river rolled in the air.

Su Shiqing took a random photo and stared at the photo in a daze. He couldn't find anyone who could send this photo. His finger stayed on Jianfeng's WeChat for a few seconds, and then slowly put it down.

After resting the next day, Su Shiqing went back to his parents' house, only then did he find out that Feng Qiaoru was there.

"Doctor Feng." Su Shiqing greeted.

Feng Qiaoru smiled and said, "You don't mind coming here uninvited, do you?"

He Xiuyun came out with fruit: "What does he care about, I invited you to come, come, Qiaoru, eat some fruit, and have dinner at home today."

Su Shiqing listened to the chat between He Xiuyun and Feng Qiaoru, and found an excuse to enter the study.During the meal, Su Xiuwei also went home. At the dining table for four, the three of them were talking and laughing. Watching them chatting about work and other people's family's child-rearing experience, Su Shiqing suddenly felt very lonely. Maybe this is the family life that parents want.

It's just that no one cares about him.

After the meal, He Xiuyun prepared a large bag of fruit for Feng Qiaoru, and urged Su Shiqing: "Shiqing, send Qiaoru as a gift."

Su Xiuwei called him from behind: "I have something to tell you after delivering it."

Su Shiqing sighed, and sent Feng Qiao downstairs. In the elevator, Feng Qiaoru mustered up the courage to say again: "We are not young anymore, have you considered stabilizing, maybe we can give it a try."

give it a try?Su Shiqing felt like a ball of wet cotton stuck in his heart. Why were feelings so worthless in their mouths? Although he had never considered what kind of relationship he wanted, he didn't want to be pushed into a relationship or a marriage casually.

"Doctor Feng, I'm sorry, I'm still saying the same thing. I don't have any plans for now. Don't waste your time on me. I don't want to lie to you. I really don't have feelings for you."

"Emotions can be cultivated."

The elevator mirror reflected the fleeting look of grievance on Feng Qiaoru's face. Su Shiqing couldn't bear to continue, but just held the bag and pressed the elevator and asked, "Let's go, take you back, don't waste your time on me, it's not worth it."

Feng Qiaoru regained her smile and said, "It's okay."

Send Feng Qiaoru back downstairs, and Su Shiqing returns to her parents' house.

Su Xiuwei sat on the sofa drinking tea, He Xiuyun saw him coming back, and sat next to Su Xiuwei, Su Shiqing sat on the opposite sofa, and the usual trial-style family conversation officially started.

"He sent it back?" He Xiuyun asked.

"Ah."

"Your father and I hope that you will have a good talk with Dr. Feng and make a decision as soon as possible. It is best to get engaged by the end of this year and get married next year."

Su Shiqing pressed the knuckles of his fingers, pursed his lips, and retorted: "Mom, I'm sorry, this is not a deal, it's not buying a vegetable or a radish. I don't plan to get married for the time being. Dr. Feng is excellent, but it's not suitable for me."

He Xiuyun raised her voice: "Not suitable? What do you mean not suitable? Is there anything suitable for you? Like that yellow-haired girl? Feelings can be cultivated, and they can be cultivated slowly after marriage."

"What about you and my dad? You have been married for decades, have you developed any relationship?"

If it is necessary to define the current way of getting along with parents, Su Shiqing feels that they are more like "comrades in arms" on the same front. The object to be captured is their son, and the task to be completed is to watch their son get married and have children.

"you……"

Su Xiuwei, who had been silent all this time, slammed his teacup on the coffee table: "When did you question your elders? Who taught you to contradict your parents."

He Xiuyun continued from the side: "My parents are doing it for your own good. Are you trying to piss me off? Do you want me to die for you to be satisfied?"

Su Shiqing didn't want to say a word, He Xiuyun had high blood pressure and diabetes, and couldn't stand the stimulation.

"Okay," Su Xiuwei interrupted, "That's it. Let me tell you about work. Last week, my old classmate, a professor at the First Hospital of Yangcheng City, revealed that there is an urgent shortage of surgical personnel in the first hospital. The platform decided Your height, your qualifications and conveniences are all in line, so you can make an application."

The first hospital is indeed better. After all, in big cities, the platform resources are better than the current ones, and they can learn more knowledge and help more patients.

Su Shiqing dragged his exhausted body away from his parents' house, and when he arrived downstairs, he received a message from Feng Qiaoru: [I don't ask much for love, I only ask that the other half be faithful to the marriage, and you need a wife who supports you and helps you, you can try Just accept me, even if it's not me, you can try to open your heart to accept other people, keep the door closed, don't give others a chance, and don't give yourself a chance, you can try to open your heart. 】

After reading it, Su Shiqing replied: [Give me some time, and I will reply you in three days. 】

Turning off the phone, driving along the Rongcheng Seaside Avenue, the salty sea breeze blows towards his face, gently caressing his face, but Su Shiqing's fatigue is not relieved in the slightest.

Maybe what Feng Qiaoru said is right, he never thought of accepting Feng Qiaoru, he was on the defensive from the beginning, never thought of making any progress with Feng, maybe sooner or later he would compromise with his parents, like most of the people around him , Live the life of most people, marry a wife, have children, be filial to your parents, take care of your wife and children, live an ordinary life, and complete your life of responsibility.

It was one o'clock in the morning when I got home.

Walking out of the elevator, the voice-activated lights came on in response to the sound, and a sleeping figure sitting by the door came into his eyes, and Su Shiqing felt as if he had been stung severely by a bee needle.

Jian Feng waited for Liu Hui and He Ruoyuan in the hospital for six hours. They arrived at night, and then rushed back to Rongcheng non-stop. On the way, Su Shiqing's call was not answered, and the prompt was turned off. Jian Feng couldn't wait, so he rushed to the hospital immediately. Came up to look for him, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door, and ran to the hospital again. The nurse said that Dr. Su was on vacation today, exhausted Jian Feng returned to the door of Su Shiqing's house again, leaned against the door and fell asleep .

Like telepathy, Jian Feng opened his eyes, followed the shadows at his feet, and finally fell on Su Shiqing's face. Jian Feng called out happily: "Doctor Su!"

Su Shiqing couldn't describe his mood at the moment. Shocked, angry, and more of a grievance. How could he infiltrate his life lightly and calmly, disappear without a sound, and now suddenly appear without any warning? , Su Shiqing hates this feeling, uncontrollable, like being pulled forward by an invisible rope, not knowing whether it is bright or dark ahead.

"Why are you here?" Su Shiqing asked coldly, silently bearing all his unexpressed emotions with the car keys in his hand.

Jian Feng stood up holding the door, and eagerly pulled Su Shi to clear his arm: "Doctor Su, I finally see you!"

Su Shiqing took a step back: "What do you want to see me for?"

After not seeing him for two months, Su Shiqing suddenly appeared and said that he wanted to see him, and Su Shiqing became more and more angry, mixed with sadness.

Jian Feng's hands froze in the air, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth. Su Shiqing's indifference made him sad. He looked at Su Shiqing at a loss, and whispered, "Doctor Su, did I do anything wrong? I was raped by my dad..."

"Jian Feng, it's late, I have nothing to do, I have to rest, I have a very important operation tomorrow."

There was mist in Jian Feng's eyes, watching Su Shiqing enter the door, and said through the door: "Oh, then you should go to bed early, Doctor Su."

Su Shiqing pushed himself to the side of the sofa, and fell down as if exhausted, enduring the tumbling emotions in his heart, the root of his tongue gradually became sour.

Jian Feng, Jian Feng, what should I do with you.

The author says:

The three views of the role are not equal to the three views of the author (it is simply that Feng Qiaoru in the article does not have high requirements for love, there is no specific reference, no allusion)