The Iceberg of the Net King, let's fall in love

The life of an intern is always very hard. They often go out very early and come back in the early hours of the night.The teacher who led Tezuka was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with superb medical skills, so naturally there were many patients called, and there were five or six normal major operations a week, not to mention emergency calls.The teacher is performing an operation, so naturally his assistant has to stay by the side to help.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, Tezuka rubbed his sore shoulder and walked slowly on the way home.The so-called home was just a rental house where he lived alone. It was rented when he first returned to Japan. It had one bedroom and one living room. It was not big, but it was furnished very warmly.

"Hey! Hand over the money, and I'll spare your life!" A black figure rushed out of the stab, holding a fruit knife in his hand, and pointed straight at Tezuka, as if he would stab him in the next moment. The distance between the two It's only less than two meters.

Tezuka's eyes widened in an instant, and he stared blankly ahead, making no other movements.

"You're not a fool, are you?" Seeing that he didn't respond, the man muttered in a low voice, then pushed the knife forward viciously, and shouted, "Hurry up and take out all the valuables on your body, otherwise... ..."

Tezuka was still standing there quietly, in the dark alley, under the dim light, his eyes were glowing faintly, which frightened the robber who robbed him, he took a step back timidly, holding the fruit knife He also tightened his grip, stammering and threatening: "Hurry up, hurry up! Otherwise, I'll stab you!" What a stupid thief!

"Are you stabbing?" Tezuka was not afraid, stepped forward and smiled slightly.

"You...you..." The man took a step back in fright, and stammered even more, blinking the only big eyes visible outside his night clothes and looking at him in surprise, there was no one who was not afraid Robbery.

"Don't poke it?" Tezuka took another step forward, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose a bit.

"You, you, you...don't come here again! Otherwise, I'll be stabbed! Me, me, me...I'm serious! Ah!!" The stupid thief backed up again and again in fright. Steady, tripped by something in the dark, and fell backwards uncontrollably.

Tezuka's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He blocked the fruit knife in the man's right hand with his left hand, and grabbed it with his right hand. The next moment, the man fell into his arms, and he hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to embed the man in his own body. The body is normal, the whole body is trembling, and the voice is a little trembling: "These years, why have you become more and more stupid?" The cold voice is full of pampering and reproach.

The man nestled in his arms, letting the tears wet the front of his chest silently. With a "clang", the fruit knife fell to the ground, and his trembling fingers caressed the face that he had missed for so long. Liang, gently slid across his warm eyebrows, and sighed out of the mouth covered by the black cloth: "How come you are still so thin all these years?" Self-blame, distressed, self-evident.

Gently tore off the cloth towel, under the dim light was a face he had only seen not long ago, it was really similar, exactly the same.But he knew that it was different, with just one glance, he could recognize that the one in front of him was his Yaya, who was taller and thinner, but what remained unchanged were those black and white clear and agile eyes, as if Every time she turns her head, a ghostly idea will pop up, ready to play tricks on people at any time.

Who said 'Even if I see you again, I won't be able to find the feeling of love at the beginning', so what is the excitement and excitement overflowing in his chest now?Even my heart is trembling. Has the love I have been waiting for for seven years finally come to fruition?

Embarrassed by being looked at by him, Zheng Ya touched her face, leaned into his arms and asked with a smile: "Have I become more beautiful?" She still smiled heartlessly like that, as if there was no close relationship between the two of them. The seven years of separation are as usual, but the intimacy remains the same.

Tezuka hugged her tightly into his arms, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next moment, with such force that he squeezed Zheng Ya, but Zheng Ya didn't let him relax. , only this trembling and painful hug is the most real to them.For seven years, he waited too hard, too hard.

As if in response, she also hugged him very hard, very hard, as if telling him that I am really back, really, and will never leave again.

For seven years, she also waited too hard and begged too hard.

Fortunately, he was waiting for her; fortunately, she came back.

Thank goodness they didn't miss each other.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . .This is the hug timeline. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Hey, how long are we going to stand here?" In the dark alley came a probing voice.

Immediately afterwards, another person sighed calmly and softly: "Let's go home."

When her body became stiff, Zheng Ya pushed Tezuka, and then Tezuka took her home, back to their home.That warm little nest will be his and her home for a long time from now on.

"Am I going to live here in the future?" Zheng Ya looked curiously at this simple hut, which has all the furniture and cooking utensils in the kitchen. Small, well-equipped', unfortunately, there was only one bed in the bedroom. (Hey woman, are you really pitying instead of laughing?)

"It's us!" Tezuka corrected seriously.

"Ah! Brother Pingguo is so impatient, he's not ready yet!" Zheng Ya covered her face like a shy little daughter-in-law, and looked at Tezuka with a scared expression, but the smirk at the corner of her mouth was more real.

Tezuka was so ashamed by her words that his face was flushed with black lines, and he held back for a long time before he could say: "I won't do that, I'll sleep on the sofa!"

"Wow, brother Apple doesn't like me? Doesn't he even want to sleep in the same bed with me? Why am I so miserable? Wow... I don't want to live anymore, Yaya has no one to hurt, Brother Pingguo doesn't hurt Yaya anymore, woohoo..." The more he said it, the more it seemed like that, anyway, whatever Tezuka said was wrong.

Tezuka looked at the 22-year-old girl who was pretending to be crying like a child with a headache, and really wondered if it was really a problem with his own vision, did he wait seven years just for this girl?Why!But what I have to admit is that the heart that has been heavy for the past seven years has relaxed while she was crying and fussing.For the first time in seven years, I felt that the position on the left side of my chest was beating so freely, and my breathing was comfortable. Even the air polluted by industry became much fresher.