When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The warm white air flow fell on the clean glass window, and the condensed water droplets slowly slid down.

Inside the small off-white casserole was a pot of boiled porridge, bubbling and bubbling.

In the blink of an eye, the weekend came, Zuo Yin came back from school and cooked porridge for Zuo Lan in the kitchen at home.

Since that day, she hadn't been to the studio for two days, and Shen Qingzi seemed to have evaporated in Zuo Yin's world and never appeared again.

The steaming heat blurred Zuo Yin's eyes, and through the white mist, Zuo Yin's mind was full of Shen Qingzi.

She still remembered that Shen Qingzi cooked this kind of porridge for herself a long time ago, but it was more delicate.

She studied it alone for a long time, but she couldn't perfectly reproduce Shen Qingzi's technique.

It's like the painting that was drawn following her steps.

"You'll surpass me one day."

What Shen Qingzi said to Zuo Yin on the escalator that day was still in my ears, but now they have separated because of that wanton kiss under the moonlit night.

There was a soreness in Zuo Yin's heart.

This is what Zuo Lan often said before.

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, Zuo Lan's sharp voice pierced Zuo Yin's memory and rang in her ears.

"Mom?" Zuo Yin suddenly raised her head, and Zuo Lan was standing behind her with her hands behind her back.

"It's boiling." Zuo Lan pointed to the casserole in front of Zuo Yin and reminded.

The porridge that was lying quietly just now was bubbling restlessly, and a large piece was boiling, like a fluffy mushroom.

Seeing that it was about to overflow, Zuo Yin hurriedly turned on a small fire, and stirred slowly and evenly with a wooden spoon in one hand.

After a while, the boiling pot became quiet again.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Zuo Lan pouted and complained, "Really, I asked you to make me a lunch. Are you trying to set my kitchen on fire?"

Zuo Yin looked at Xiao Guo, and retorted: "When you were in the hospital, I made it for you every day, so I set fire to the kitchen for you."

"I don't quite believe it now." Zuo Lan raised her head as she spoke, and began to look for signs that the kitchen might have been burnt.

Zuo Yin ignored Zuo Lan, stirred the porridge with one hand, and poured the chopped shiitake mushrooms and minced meat into it with the other hand.

After a while, the deliciousness of the mushrooms and the aroma of the marinated meat are slowly brought out.

Zuo Lan smelled the smell and came closer, "It smells so good."

"Not yet." Zuo Yin blocked it slightly and poked his head towards Zuo Lan.

"Stingy." Zuo Lan said, picking up the washed cucumber beside him, "Didn't you always go to your studio on Saturdays before? Why don't you go this week?"

Zuo Lan's question happened to touch the thorn in Zuo Yin's heart.

She frowned and quickly let go, and replied, "Aren't you going to see a doctor today?"

Zuo Lan raised her eyebrows, with joy on her face, "Then I'll save face."

Zuo Yin let out a muffled "hmm".

Cucumber is very crisp, Zuo Lan wants it to be crunchy.

After several months of recuperation, her complexion looked better than in the past twenty years.

The heating in the house is fully turned on, and she only wears a slim long sweater dress, and she also looks plump.

"Actually, it's been so long and I'm fine. I don't think we need to go for a follow-up visit. We still have to spend that money. I'm fine." Zuo Lan said.

Zuo Yin didn't give Zuo Lan a chance to retreat, "Go."

Zuo Lan: "I've given up drinking now. You see, I don't even drink during the holidays. If I can save some, I'll save some."

Zuo Yin slowly stirred the porridge, and said mercilessly: "There are no festivals in these few months."

Zuo Lan retorted, "Christmas isn't a holiday, is it?"

Zuo Yin heard Zuo Lan's unreasonable words, looked up at her, and didn't speak.

There is no word written in the black pupils, but it makes people feel scared.

Zuo Lan felt that the child seemed to be in a bad mood since she came back yesterday, so it's better not to mess with her, "Just go, really."

Saying that, Zuo Lan threw the half-eaten cucumber into the trash can and fled to the living room.

The kitchen became quiet all of a sudden, the pot of delicious porridge was simmering warmly with a blue flame.

Zuo Yin was warmed by the heat, but her heart couldn't be filled no matter what.

After lunch, Zuo Yin took Zuo Lan to the hospital for follow-up consultation.

I don't know if it's because of the cold wave on the weekend, but there are a lot of people coming to the hospital for treatment. The main hall of the huge internal medicine building is full of people coming and going.

Zuo Yin and Zuo Lan went to the Gastroenterology Hall on the third floor to wait for the number to be called.

Disinfection water

Zuo Lan thought it was suddenly remembered, and asked, "Is Kaka running out of money?"

"do not know."

This card belongs to Zuo Lan, and Zuo Yin is not very clear.

"It will be troublesome if you run out of money to pick up the medicine later, why don't you go and check first." Zuo Lan said.

"Yeah." Zuo Yin nodded, "You wait here, I'll check."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Yin walked towards the automatic inquiry machine placed at the entrance of the lobby on the third floor.

Who knew that only one automatic query machine was good, and there were many people in front of it.

Zuo Yin pinched the card in his pocket and took the elevator down to the second floor.

In the end, I don’t know if it was bad luck. There was a long queue in front of the automatic inquiry machine in the lobby on the first floor.

Zuo Yin had no choice but to choose a shorter line, and while queuing up, looked for other places to check.

Suddenly she noticed the reception not far away, there were not too many people there.

You should also ask the nurse about this card, right?

With the mentality of giving it a try, Zuo Yin came to the nurse's station, "Can I check the balance in the card here?"

The nurse looked very busy, she glanced at Zuo Yin and said in denial: "It doesn't work here, I have to go to the automatic inquiry machine."

Zuo Yin felt a little lost, and was about to go back the same way, when the nurse's voice sounded again, "You can also go to the artificial place over there."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to a glass window behind him.

Zuo Yin looked at the hidden and sparsely populated place, said thank you, and strode over there.

This side is completely out of proportion to the busy front. It is really a quiet place hidden behind the huge columns.Coupled with the popularity of automatic services now, if there is no possibility of a large amount of cash recharge, this place will be eliminated.

"Can I check the balance?" Zuo Yin asked as he handed over his own.

"Of course." The nurse took a rare job, took the card from Zuo Yin's hand and said enthusiastically and professionally: "Please wait a moment."

After a few seconds, the white and green card was put back on the counter by the nurse. She looked at the information displayed by the system and said to Zuo Yin: "There are more than 2000 left in it, no need to recharge."

Zuo Yin was taken aback by the nurse's words, even if Kari still had money, she would definitely not have so much.

She took the card and asked puzzledly, "Is there no error checking?"

The nurse looked at the page seriously, and asked, "Is the owner of this card named Zuo Lan?"

"Yes." Zuo Yin nodded.

"That's right." The nurse said, "The system shows that Ms. Shen recharged 5000 yuan on the automatic inquiry machine in October, and there are still 2000 yuan left."

Zuo Yin suddenly thought of the night when Zuo Lan gave first aid.

She never cared about the money in the card, and Aunt Zhang went to the hospital that day.

No wonder she came back shortly after she left, while Shen Qingzi, who said she was going to buy things from the vending machine downstairs, went there for a long time.

"Thank you." Zuo Yin thanked the nurse, and holding the card in his pocket, he walked towards the escalator leading to the Gastroenterology Department with complicated emotions. The sharp card printed a red mark on Zuo Yin's palm.

Why did she never talk about these things she did for herself?

You have to discover it yourself and understand it.

Zuo Yin was not delighted by the news, two glass balls of sweetness and bitterness were rolling in her trembling heart.

Why did she always know the truth after the incident happened.

Zuo Yin took out the cell phone in his pocket, Shen Qingzi's name was on the top of the address book.

She wanted to call Shen Qingzi and say thank you to her.

She wants to bring everything back to square one.

There were noisy human voices in the hall of the huge internal medicine building, and the beeping of the phone by Zuo Yin's ear was dispersed by the sound waves.The escalator took her to the Department of Respiratory Medicine on the second floor, but the phone was still unanswered.

When the word "I'm sorry" came from the other end of the phone, Zuo Yin's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had punched her hard, her fragile heart almost fell out of her chest.

It has been two days since I took the initiative to contact Shen Qingzi, and Shen Qingzi never came to contact me.

Zuo Yin thought it was just a time they gave each other to cool off, and when Monday came, she would still be her student, and she would still be her teacher.

"Sorry the number..." The mechanical female voice coldly repeated the fact that the phone was not connected to Zuo Yin's ear.

But now she wondered if she was thinking wrong.

Zuoyin looked at the three words Shen Qingzi next to the picture of refusal, and felt flustered for the first time.

Knowing that it is very likely that the connection will still be impossible this time, Zuo Yin still held onto that glimmer of hope or luckily dialed the call.

At this moment, Zuo Yin heard a familiar tune among the passing crowd.

The soothing piano music flowed through her ears, and the hand that was holding the phone tightly tightened suddenly.

This is Shen Qingzi's cell phone ringtone!

Zuo Yin's pupils suddenly brightened up. Few people would use such a tune as a ringtone. This is definitely Shen Qingzi's cell phone.

She looked around in the crowd, looking for the voice.

Not far away, a woman came into Zuo Yin's sight.

The woman was wearing a khaki windbreaker, and her seaweed-like curly hair hung smoothly on her shoulders.

Zuo Yin immediately recognized this person with his smiling eyes.

Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin was talking to the doctor beside her. She lowered her head and glanced at the mobile phone she took out of her pocket. After frowning, she put the mobile phone back into her pocket as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the phone next to Zuo Yin's ear was disconnected, and the standard notification tone rang again.