Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

After Pei Yan left, Yu Yue asked him how he knew Boss Pei, and Zheng Lan said, "When I was studying abroad, he was my senior."

"That's it..." Yu Yue understood it as soon as he heard it, and muttered, "It's nothing, why did you hesitate before."

After entering the shower room, Zheng Lan went to the sink and splashed a handful of water on his face. He tore off the towel on his shoulders and saw his silhouette in the mirror.

He was wearing a pure white short T-shirt today, it was wet with sweat, the position of the shoulder blades was very transparent, and the lines of the tattoos underneath were exposed.

Zheng Lan straightened her clothes and took her good things into the bathroom next to Yu Yue.

He had already boiled the water, and Zheng Lan could feel the steaming heat through a door panel.

Yu Yue chatted with him about some things, and then asked him: "Can our performance pass today?"

Before Zheng Lan could speak, the two of them heard the sound of the door being pushed at the same time, and they stopped talking.

It was Chen Jiayan and Pei Yan who came in, and they were also chatting, most of the time it was Chen Jiayan who said, Pei Yan a few times.

The two soon entered the cubicle, and Chen Jiayan suddenly asked, "Doctor Yu, do you often play with Dr. Zheng?"

"Yes, we used to go out on weekends to exercise." Yu Yue replied.

The four stood in adjacent cubicles, speaking within earshot of each other.

"Mr. Chen and Mr. Pei also played very well, which is a bit beyond the scope of amateurs." Yu Yue complimented.

"I won't, Pei Yan is real, he hired a professional coach to play for a while, and then the coach didn't invite him and came to torture me..." Chen Jiayan complained.

Pei Yan, who had been mentioned all the time, finally opened his mouth slowly, "Chen Jiayan, if the bonus is hot, you don't have to."

Chen Jiayan gave a "cut" and said, "Your old classmate is here, so be careful with what you say."

Zheng Lan paused for a while rubbing the shower gel, and heard Pei Yan laugh, "What are you paying attention to?"

Chen Jiayan ignored him, and the four of them did not chat anymore.

The first one to be washed was Yu Yue. He changed his clothes and left with his things, followed by Zheng Lan.

He wore a long cotton T-shirt inside and his baseball jersey on the outside, so he was completely wrapped up.

Zheng Lan changed clothes very quickly, but his hair was still wet and he was waiting to dry it, so he didn't think about how to escape.

Taking the hair dryer in the bathroom, Zheng Lan faced the mirror and blown it.

The hot air was so loud that he could barely hear Chen Jiayan and Pei Yan coming out of the wash. Chen Jiayan walked over to him to look in the mirror, startling Zheng Lan who was in a daze.

"I'm sorry." Chen Jiayan also realized that he had frightened him, so he apologized, and Zheng Lan said it was okay, so he turned and left.

Zheng Lan looked behind him through the mirror in front of him, and Pei Yan was standing sideways, getting dressed.

He was arched, his waist and abdomen were slightly curled, and smooth muscles bulged when he pulled his clothes.

Zheng Lan was about to look away, but Pei Yan suddenly raised her head.

The eyes of the two meet in the mirror for a moment.

Zheng Lan touched her hair again and turned off the hair dryer.

When he pulled out the plug, he stretched out his hand, and Pei Yan grabbed his arm.

"I'll use it," he said.

Zheng Lan left the hair dryer for him, and when she turned to leave, her hair was covered by warm palms.

His body froze, and he felt Pei Yan's fingers inserted into his hair, ripping it out like a comb.

"It's still wet," Pei Yan squeezed her fingertips together, gently rubbed Zheng Lan's hair, and leaned over to look at his forehead, "Is it okay to be smashed there?"

"It's okay, it's not that fragile." Zheng Lan turned her head, her hair easily slipped away from Pei Yan's hand, only a few drops of water fell from the wet end of her hair, remaining in Pei Yan's palm.

Zheng Lan went straight out the door.

The air outside was clearer, Zheng Lan breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Yue and Chen Jiayan were standing beside the doctors chatting, as well as Mr. Zhou just now.

Zheng Lan also walked over, but didn't participate much, but Chen Jiayan found him there after a while, and asked, "Where's Pei Yan?"

"Blow your hair." Zheng Lan said.

Chen Jiayan smiled.

Zheng Lan felt that he seemed to know something, so everything he did seemed to be hinted.

They didn't wait long for Pei Yan, after a while, Pei Yan came out of the bathroom fully dressed, with the baseball cap on his head.

Everyone stopped talking when they saw him coming. Pei Yan looked around amusedly and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Eat."

The restaurant is a little far away from the stadium, because Yu Yue and Zheng Lan are already ready to entertain, neither of them is driving, Pei Yan took the car and parked it, lowered the window of the car, didn't order anyone, and said: "Come on car."

The director gave Zheng Lan a push and said, "You are classmates, so I just took this opportunity to chat a little more."

Zheng Lan had no choice, everyone gave him Pei Yan's co-pilot, so he had no choice but to sit.

The buckle of the seat belt almost fell into the keyhole, Zheng Lan thought of something and asked, "Otherwise, let me drive."

"No need." Pei Yan said while holding his wrist and pressing the seat belt in.

The director and Yu Yue sat in the back seat, and the two of them could chat a few words from time to time, while the front was completely quiet.

At the end, I really had nothing to say, the director became nervous and started chatting with Pei Yan.

Zheng Lan quite understands the director. People like them, who have stayed in the hospital for such a long time, only have patients and research in their minds. They are either leaders or a minority who can understand how to communicate with others.

"I heard that Boss Pei and Xiao Lan are college classmates?" the director asked.

He also listened to Chen Jiayan talking about this matter just now, and observed Pei Yan's expression from the rearview mirror of the car while talking.

It's not sure if they had conflicts when they were in college.

"Yes, I am one level older than Dr. Zheng, and he is my junior." Pei Yan said, turning her head and glanced at Zheng Lan.

He sat neatly on the co-pilot, looking out the window, not looking at Pei Yan's angle at all.

Hearing that Pei Yan's tone was normal, the director dared to continue the conversation.

"Have you guys played together before? It was really exciting to watch the game today," said the director.

"No," Pei Yan turned the steering wheel just as he was turning. "Dr. Zheng liked to do it before, and I only came into close contact with it once."

I am afraid that only two people know how close the distance is and how close it is.

"But Boss Pei is playing well now," Zheng Lan turned around, "better than me."

"It's okay," Pei Yan smiled, and changed the topic, "But I discovered a very important point, the trick of how to win."

"What is it?" Yu Yue became interested.

Pei Yan looked at the road ahead without deviating from his eyes.

"Be ruthless, don't care how good-looking your opponent is, the opponent is standing on the court, if you fight hard, you have to think about not letting anyone else, so that you have a chance to win."

"Why don't you care how good-looking the opponent is? What if the opponent is not good-looking, but has a good figure?" Yu Yue had heard what Pei Yan said as a joke.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the car was parked at the gate, and the parking boy ran over. Pei Yan even took off his seat belt, only to find that Zheng Lan was still sitting on the seat.

When Yu Yue got out of the car, he called the director, and Zheng Lan came to his senses, and quickly took off his seat belt.

When they turned around to close the door, their eyes collided again.

Zheng Lan's eyes were tired, Pei Yan hoped that he was not mistaken.

When it came to the table, it was naturally Pei Yan who came to order, but he only chose a few simple dishes, and pushed the rest to the director.

The director used it to ask Zheng Lan's opinion, which made Zheng Lan stunned.

In today's game, his status has always been quite high.

The dishes are ordered, followed by wine.

The director raised his hand and ordered a few bottles of white wine, and Chen Jiayan asked with a smile, "You guys can drink like this?"

"I'm old," said the director. "They're young people who drink a lot."

Zheng Lan raised her head, and exchanged a glance with Yu Yue.

On the way after getting out of the car, Yu Yue gave him a pill, saying that taking it before drinking would protect the gastric mucosa.

Zheng Lan said thank you, threw it into his mouth like eating candy, and took a sip of tea after sitting down.

The pill had already melted in the mouth, and the bitter taste of the medicine soon spread from the tip of the warm tongue, but Zheng Lan swallowed it as if unconscious.

The waiter confirmed the menu again, and after talking about the wine they wanted, Pei Yan raised his hand.

"Don't use the tricks on the wine table, we respect your profession, don't drink white wine, just drink some red wine."

As soon as he said this, the doctors on the table who were ready to drink to the sky were all stunned.

Sitting beside him, Zheng Lan could only see his angular profile.

What he said was touching, but his eyes were clearly cold.

"Come and open the red wine that Mr. Pei put here," Chen Jiayan said to the waiter, "Today, thanks to all the doctors, I can finally drink Pei Yan's wine."

As soon as he made a fuss, the atmosphere became active. After chatting for a while, the food and wine were served.

So everyone talked about a drink that impressed me deeply in recent years. The director glanced at Zheng Lan, sighed, and said, "The thing that impressed me the most was not drunk by me, but by Zheng Lan."

After hearing this, Zheng Lan probably remembered the time. She smiled, touched the Director's hand lightly with her teacup, and said, "Don't make fun of me anymore."

"What are you kidding about?" the director said disapprovingly, "you won't be able to drink like that in the future, your body is still important at a young age."

"The director said it so seriously, how much did you drink?" Chen Jiayan asked suddenly.

"At that time, Dr. Zheng had not been in our hospital for a long time. There was a gathering in the department. A nurse broke up with her boyfriend, and the two got into a fight. They threw away their rings. Later, they drank wine during dinner. The little nurse was so busy telling stories that she didn’t drink much. When I left, I called Dr. Zheng, but he was unsteady, and it turned out that most of the wine I ordered was drunk by him.”

Pei Yan, who had been silent all this time, turned his head and asked casually, "What kind of drink is Dr. Zheng?"

"I don't talk much, and I don't let others care about him. I stand under the street lamp without moving, as if waiting for someone."

Zheng Lan lowered his head to eat a piece of green vegetables in the bowl, when suddenly there was a very crisp sound.

"Sorry, I don't have any numbers." Pei Yan apologized.

The ceramic spoon fell into the bowl.

Zheng Lan didn't look up, as if she didn't hear it.