Be at the same table with the rumored boss

After receiving the notice from the bureau, Su Mianyang sighed wearily and quickly accepted the reality.

Recently, a group of fraudsters were arrested abroad, and they needed someone from the bureau to escort the prisoner back to the country, but Su Mianyang was selected.

Su Mianyang thought about it, but decided not to tell Xiao Lang that he was going to Malaysia to escort the prisoner.

Firstly, the hospital has not been peaceful recently, Xiao Lang is very busy, secondly, this is not a blessing, if he speaks out, he will have to worry about him.

He could bear the weight by changing his left hand for his right hand, and there was no need for his lover to share the burden. Su Mianyang decided to carry it alone, only saying that he was too busy to go home today, and asked Xiao Lang to go to bed early without leaving the door open for him.

On the day of boarding the plane, Su Mianyang woke up very early. When he smelled the smell of food in the air, he froze, thinking that he was still dreaming.

Su Mianyang sniffed it carefully and confirmed that it was not his own illusion. Then he thought of something, pulled on his slippers and walked to the living room.

The big light in the living room was not turned on, only a warm orange light next to it was turned on, Xiao Lang was reading the newspaper by the dim light, and a ready breakfast was placed on the dining table in front of him.

The boiled pumpkin porridge, two sticks of corn, two boiled eggs, a bowl of steamed eggs, two dishes are shiitake mushrooms and shredded potatoes, which are nothing more than ordinary home-cooked meals, but Su Mianyang has always liked them.

This is how he lived his ideal life, plain and warm, the two of them supported each other, and lived their lives without any big waves.

Just like Xiao Lang knows that Su Mianyang prefers steamed eggs, but he is greedy for the egg whites of boiled eggs, so he has simply made two kinds of eggs for several years, whichever he wants.

As adults, they are no longer used to expressing their love, but the joy of their hearts covers everything, and they can't hide it no matter what.

When you hold hands, you will no longer have the palpitations of your youth, but it will be as natural as holding your own left and right hands. Taking care of each other is no longer something that needs to be learned, but has become as ordinary as breathing.

Time can really change a lot, allowing a person to slowly learn to accept loss and forgetting, but there are always some things that become stronger with time.

Just like this love that came from adolescence, after the midsummer and winter, it has become a habit that may last longer than love.

"Are you awake?" After hearing the voice, Xiao Lang glanced at him, raised his hand and turned on the headlight in the living room.

"Well, why... did you get up so early to cook?" Su Mianyang's voice was hesitant, he didn't think he showed any signs of going on a business trip, so he tried to make his voice as calm as possible, trying to trick out Xiao Lang's intentions.

"I saw your passport was outside yesterday. I guess you will only take it out when you need it. Call your friend and ask." Xiao Lang raised his finger and pointed to the passport on the table, "Don't forget to bring it with you, forget about it. , as a police officer."

A sharp answer.

Su Mianyang didn't make any more excuses, he quickly cleaned himself up, sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and ate the food.

"Looking at Gouzi's circle of friends a few days ago, this guy has really become a gourmet. He searched for all kinds of special snacks." Su Mianyang thought carefully for a long time, and reported everything from tripe soup to egg cakes one by one.

He was always paying attention to Xiao Lang's expression, and found that Xiao Lang raised his eyelids and looked at him when he was talking about meat buns - this is Xiao Lang's micro-expression when he is interested in something, Su Mianyang made a decision The first thing on the plane is to go to the store and bring back some meat buns.

After eating, Su Mianyang skillfully cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. This was the habit of the two of them for many years. Xiao Lang got up early to make breakfast, and Su Mianyang took over the job of cleaning up the dishes after dinner.

It's not that Su Mianyang hasn't thought about trying it out for so many years, but Xiao Lang has insisted on getting up before six o'clock since high school, and he really doesn't have the ability to be earlier than Xiao Lang.

At the last moment before going out, Su Mianyang still hugged Xiao Lang and refused to let go. Seeing the time passing by, Su Mianyang still had no intention of letting go, Xiao Lang patted him on the back lightly, but in the end he was not willing to push him away. "How grown up, it's so difficult to go out, don't be ashamed."

"It's too early, my body is awake and I haven't slept enough. I have to hold you to charge the battery for a while before I can walk." Su Mianyang buried his head in Xiao Lang's neck and moaned for a long time before he was willing to give up , after letting go of his hand, he changed his lazy and boneless appearance just now, stood up straight and saluted Xiao Lang, "Doctor Xiao, wait at home for me to come back."

Every time Xiao Lang saw Su Mianyang's actions, he would be amused, and today was no exception. He bent his lips and said, "Well, everything is going well for Officer Su."

Mobile phones were not allowed on the plane, so Su Mianyang carried a pen and a notebook with him. He wrote down the trivial things that happened along the way, and planned to go back and tell Xiao Lang.

Because it is a special situation like escorting prisoners back to the country, even if everyone on the plane has a passport, they have no chance to travel abroad. The police of the two countries quickly handed over the work and started the return journey. Su Mianyang didn’t even get the plane. go down.

One of the prisoners was a 19-year-old boy with bare feet and no shoes. When he came up, he cried and wanted to go home, saying that he was tricked by a friend.

Su Mianyang couldn't bear it, although he couldn't meddle in other people's business, he still talked to the boy a few words to calm his emotions.

When the boy calmed down a bit, Su Mianyang stayed alone for a while in the name of going to the bathroom.

No. 13 hours after parting with Xiao Lang, after graduating from university, they seldom separated from each other by long distances. The distance in a foreign country multiplied their longing. Su Mianyang found that he missed Xiao Lang very much.

The ears were filled with roaring sounds, and the limbs gradually became weak. Anxiety and impatience lengthened Su Mianyang's objective perception of time, and every second seemed as long as a century.

The blood set off from the atrium, defying gravity and rushing upwards to the top of the head. The tingling sensation at the place where it flowed was just like the moment when he tentatively touched the back of Xiao Lang's hand many years ago, and Xiao Lang turned back to hold him. .

I don't know where Xiao Lang is doing now, does this unqualified doctor who doesn't even eat when he works, miss him.

The more Su Mianyang thought about it, the more he wanted to see Xiao Lang. He wanted to see Xiao Lang's surprised expression when he saw him coming back, and wanted to know Xiao Lang's possible reaction when he saw the meat bun. He wanted to simply hug Xiao Lang. don't do it, think...

Want to see him, just want to see him.

After getting off the plane and handing over the work, they basically didn't have anything to do with the police. Su Mianyang waited for Xiao Lang's news.

It was only then that he realized that he forgot to turn on the phone, and after quickly turning it on and unlocking it, Su Mianyang was a little dazed after looking at dozens of missed calls and message notifications on the phone page.

Did something happen to Xiao Lang?

Su Mianyang was flustered. He clicked on the incoming call notification and quickly browsed through it. He was relieved when he found that Xiao Lang's name was not in it. Then he clicked on WeChat, and the first message that jumped into his eyes was from Zhang Haichao: " Brother Yang, where are you? Father Lang was stabbed!"

Su Mianyang almost threw the phone out.

Unable to describe the feeling of this moment, his heart felt like being twisted by a knife, his mind went blank and he couldn't remember anything, Su Mianyang read the text message over and over again in disbelief, and finally made a call like crazy.

Zhang Haichao's phone was busy. He tried to call Xiao Lang but only got a response that the phone was turned off. Fear occupied Su Mianyang's mind in a very short time. He didn't care about anything, and immediately stopped the car and rushed to the Central Hospital.

Su Mianyang's mind was in a mess. He wanted to calm down but found that he didn't have that ability at all. The more he forced himself not to think too much, the more he couldn't help but think about the worst possible outcome.

He was fine when he went out in the morning, and he said goodbye to Xiao Lang as usual, and Xiao Lang promised to stay at home and wait for him to come back. Why did he break his promise after more than ten hours?

Su Mianyang didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

After arriving at the Central Hospital, Su Mianyang went straight to the department where Xiao Lang was, and was not surprised.

Su Mianyang didn't know where to find someone next, Xiao Lang's cell phone was turned off, Zhang Haichao, an insider, couldn't be contacted, and no one could point him out a way.

Su Mianyang stood in the same place in a daze. In a trance, he felt that something isolated him from the world. The sound he could hear gradually disappeared, and everyone was far away from him.

Li Zhihang was startled when he saw Su Mianyang, he called several times but there was no response from the other party.

After finally responding, Su Mianyang grabbed his shoulder and asked where Xiao Lang was, his tone was irritable, almost questioning, and his appearance was so fierce that he wanted to eat people.

Li Zhihang can fully understand Su Mianyang, if Tao Wanqing was the one who had the accident today, he probably won't be much better off.

Comparing his heart to his heart, Li Zhihang patted Su Mianyang on the shoulder, "Xiao Lang is fine, the cut on his arm is not a big problem, the hospital gave him a holiday, and he has gone back now."

Su Mianyang strengthened her hand, "Really?"

"Really, I swear on my love for Wan Qingqing, it's true."

"I'm sorry," Su Mianyang finally calmed down, his brows were still furrowed, "What's going on?"

"Today there was a patient who couldn't be rescued. The patient's family thought it was a problem with the hospital. His son secretly tried to stab the surgeon. At that time, Xiao Lang saw it and went to grab the knife. He accidentally got a slash. "" Li Zhihang paused and said, "The chief surgeon was too frightened. If Xiao Lang didn't help, the knife would have stuck him in the throat."

"I don't know what this is. The chief surgeon tried every means to save the patient, but the family wanted to put him to death."

Su Mianyang was not so clear-headed when he was walking home. His mood experienced a huge drop from the peak to the bottom of the valley, and now he was only exhausted.

After work, the time he and Xiao Lang spent getting together became shorter and shorter. When Su Mianyang often opened his eyes, the bed beside him was no longer warm.

He would also complain that Xiao Lang was too busy, and sigh with emotion that love will disappear, right? But what happened today was like a wake-up call, making his heart resonate and beating, completely stripping Su Mianyang from his narrowness.

The relationship between the two of them has never disappeared, it just changed. The wanton, frivolous and high-spirited teenager has finally become an adult who can carry the blue sky on his shoulders.

They no longer need to prove their sincerity through repeated romantic love, so they chose another kind of love that does not show any traces.

Emotional superfluous claims are always based on the good foundation of both people. Under this premise, all misfortunes can be called luck.

As long as Xiao Lang is still alive, it's enough for the two of them to be fine, he doesn't dare to greedily ask for too much, fearing that God will punish him for being dissatisfied, so he takes back even this bit of sweetness.

The author has something to say:

There are two chapters in this episode, and there will be no second episode in a short period of time.

At the end of the first novel, I finally realized the problem of typography, and there will be no such problems in the future, and the narrative perspective will also be the same.