Bright

Although it is a memory that I don't want to recall, but seeing my former benefactor again, I can't just walk away.

The spring night in Huacheng is so lively.It took An Xuan a lot of effort to find a relatively quiet cafe.There, he waited for an old man whom he had not seen for many years.

After an accident on the set that year, Cheng Can was shocked and injured, and his high fever persisted. When Ma Xiumin saw that he had passed out due to fever, he remembered to send him to the emergency department of the hospital.It was Dr. Dong Ping who received the consultation that day.The young female doctor rotated in the emergency department and was keenly aware that something was wrong with the child.She did not just give the patient antipyretic injections as Ma Xiumin asked, but resolutely admitted the patient for observation.In the quiet and deserted treatment room, she discovered the boy's real injury.However, when communicating with Ma Xiumin to call the police, Ma Xiumin's first thought was to take her away.

Things were chaotic back then, family members and doctors clashed in the hospital.In the end, Dr. Yao won, and Cheng Can was hospitalized and called the police.Thanks to the doctor, he was cured quickly without any physical sequelae.It's just that until Cheng Can recovered and was discharged from the hospital, there was no decent result.Ma Xiumin took a sum of money, so the matter is over.Except for the doctor, no one cared what happened to An Xuan.The two parties reconciled, the matter passed, and everything was calm.As for a little flesh injury, it's fine.They feel that boys are not like girls, and there is no chastity at all.

During those nightmarish days, Dr. Dong was the only one who really helped Cheng Chan.She even helped to contact the neurologist, so that the little boy who was always awakened by nightmares could sleep better.

As a young doctor who just started working, she has done her best for the patients.

At that time, neither An Xuan nor she knew that for Cheng Can, this was just the beginning of a nightmare.

But An Xuan didn't say anything more.Too many years have passed, and Dong Ping paid for him far more than the duties of an ordinary doctor.Although he has been trying to avoid and forget the past, it doesn't mean he can deny everything the doctor has done for him.

He always feels grateful.Especially after a series of things happened, this kindness and bravery were even more commendable.

Doctor Dong obviously regretted calling An Xuan to stop.After many years, this is the past again. In fact, there is not much to talk about between the two.It's just that she had ideals in her heart back then, and she had just joined the work, and this matter was always a stone in her heart.There is a huge crowd, and she misses that special child very much.An Xuan understood this, so she didn't mention the past.He only said that he had a good life: he changed his name, changed his city, went to university, and now works in Yanjing, and has long since left his guardian to live independently.There are friends and relatives, and life is very peaceful.

everything is fine.

Doctor Dong breathed a sigh of relief and showed a sincere smile.She showed An Xuan her daughter and husband, talked about the changes in the hospital, and recommended a delicious sugar shop next to the hospital.

When parting, An Xuan hesitated for a long time, but still said what she always wanted to say: "I... now work and live in a new place. There is no way to deal with the past, but to regard it as the past."

Dr. Dong understood: "I understand, it's a new life. I won't say anything. An Xuan, I wish you all the best in life and work in the future."

An Xuan finally smiled.

After sending him to a taxi, Dr. Dong suddenly lowered the window and called him: "If you need any help in the future, you can always come to me."

An Xuan nodded and waved to her.The taxi drove away quickly.

Standing on the side of the road, watching the taxi go away, An Xuan's smile disappeared.The spring night should be very warm, but his hands and feet were cold and his body was weak.

He still doesn't know when he will be able to completely develop resistance to everything that year.The wound may be much better, but it still can't really heal.Even if there is a slight disturbance, he will feel uncomfortable.

He wants to go home.

On the plane, Su Jingyao found that An Xuan had a fever.After getting off the plane and going directly to the hospital, she made a fuss and gave An Xuan a general checkup, and finally found a gastric ulcer and common upper respiratory tract infection.The doctor is very busy and is obviously puzzled by the family's tension.

An Xuan was on a drip and lay drowsy on the bed.Su Jingyao sat beside him with a heavy heart: "Either you take a rest for a while, and I will tell Sister Zhao that I won't accept work for you for the time being."

An Xuan said weakly: "You think too much, I don't have so many jobs to take on. Besides, it's just a cold."

Su Jingyao couldn't say no to him, so she stuffed the porridge bowl into his palm.

The cold came and went quickly, An Xuan returned to the residence and continued her ordinary daily life.

The house is already big, but the one who loves to talk and laugh is not at home, so the house looks more and more empty.The community is quiet from morning to night, with occasional barking of dogs and birds chirping, it is considered lively.

Before Xia Mengyang left, several couriers from Haitao arrived one after another. When An Xuan helped him pick up the couriers, she saw Shen Yuanshu once from a distance.The man went upstairs with a big box in his arms. An Xuan wanted to say hello to him, but remembered what Xia Mengyang had said, so she didn't go forward in the end.

In such silence, his mood fell uncontrollably.

The trip to Flower City seemed to have flipped another switch.Frequent flashbacks go from set disasters to Ma Xiumin's broom and clothespin.An Xuan, who has grown up, no longer feels sad and afraid of that level of violence.He just felt depressed.The past couldn't enter his nightmares because he was starting to lose sleep.

In addition, he also thought of those days when he encountered obstacles everywhere in Dinghua, the panic when he was told that he could no longer be a dancer after breaking a bone, and the deep sadness when Bai Qiuyun passed away.

He tossed and turned in bed, counting sheep and thinking about his new job, which he hadn't heard from.Finally, the drowsiness finally became a little bit, and it was cut off by a small and sharp sound like pulling a thread.

Someone was playing the violin most of the night.

The quality of the real estate is good, and the sound insulation is actually very good, but An Xuan's hearing is better than the average person's. No matter how good the player is, the sound of string music is a kind of torture to his hearing.

He tossed and turned on the bed, and finally couldn't help getting up, looking for the source of the sound.Finally, after listening to it, the surrounding fields were silent, and the sound of the piano came from upstairs.An Xuan hesitated whether to knock on the door, the violin stopped playing, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the violin sounded sharper and wilder.

An Xuan sighed, and finally decided to knock on the door.

He put on his clothes and went to the seventh floor, and the sound of the piano really came from Shen Yuanshu's house.An Xuan knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered.He had no choice but to knock a few more times: "Shen Yuanshu?"

After a long time, there was finally movement in the room.The door opened, An Xuan barely recognized Shen Yuanshu.

The man at the door had disheveled hair, unshaven beard, and his pajamas were opened wide, with only a pair of underwear inside: "What's the matter?"

An Xuan looked at him incomprehensibly: "I...I heard someone playing the piano..."

Seeing An Xuan, Shen Yuanshu seemed to wake up a little bit.He covered up his pajamas and said uncomfortably, "Ah, it's late."

An Xuan said dryly: "It's already twelve o'clock."

Shen Yuanshu's shoulders slumped: "Oh. I'm sorry to bother you..."

Through the door, An Xuan saw a pile of empty wine bottles behind him.

The scene of the ambulance dragging Xia Mengyang to the hospital suddenly came to mind.An Xuan's heart tightened involuntarily: "How much wine have you drank?"

Shen Yuanshu didn't expect him to ask this: "I..."

An Xuan passed him and walked in directly.

Shen Yuanshu was standing by the door with his qin in his hand, and was momentarily stunned.After a while, his expression gradually cleared up, and he quietly closed the door: "What are you doing..."

An Xuan's voice could not be heard: "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Shen Yuanshu put down the piano, his voice hesitated: "I just...can't sleep, I drank a little..."

An Xuan put together a bunch of empty wine bottles, and suddenly turned her head, her voice was almost harsh: "Is this called drinking?"

Shen Yuanshu smiled: "I can't help it, I drink too much, it's useless to drink too little."

An Xuan's voice stared at him, then suddenly raised her voice: "Drinking alcohol hurts your health!"

Shen Yuanshu still looked indifferent: "If you hurt, you can hurt. Anyway, no one cares."

A burst of long-lost anger welled up in An Xuan's heart for no reason.But in the end, he just took a deep breath and slowly calmed down the emotion: "Your body is important, please drink less next time." He put down the bottle in his hand: "I'm leaving."

Shen Yuanshu blocked his way out and didn't move: "Why are you so angry?"

An Xuan didn't answer, and tried to bypass him, but was stopped by Shen Yuanshu.It was almost like a hug.

Shen Yuanshu said in a low voice: "Here you are, can you... talk to me for a while?"

It was very cold at night, An Xuan came up with only a shirt on.The warmth from Shen Yuanshu's arms made him feel dizzy.Occasionally, An Xuan heard herself say: "Okay."

With one more person, Shen Yuanshu seemed to have suddenly returned to his normal appearance.He stuffed the empty wine bottle into the trash can.An Xuan was used to being diligent, so she helped him clean up the trash on the ground.

Xia Mengyang's house and Shen Yuanshu's house are exactly the same.But Shen Yuanshu's house was lived like an animal's nest.The leftover takeaways were piled up on the table in bags left and right, exuding an indescribable smell.

The floor was also in a mess, and it looked like the floor hadn't been wiped for a long time.The packed clothes from the laundry and the unopened express boxes were randomly piled up together, and other worn clothes were stacked one on top of the other, so that the hanger at the door was fully hung.

The white grand piano in the living room seemed to be the only thing that was clean—only sheets of sheet music here and there and a couple of metronomes piled on top.

An Xuan couldn't imagine that such a big celebrity would lead his life like this.

He tried to help Shen Yuanshu tidy up for a while, but he just moved from one place to another, in short, it was always messy.

Shen Yuanshu had already tied up his pajamas, and the stubble on his face disappeared as if by magic.During the short time An Xuan was kindly cleaning up for him, he actually ran to wash and shave.

Seeing An Xuan stop her hands, she brought An Xuan a glass of warm water with great color.

An Xuan took the water glass, but didn't drink it.He knew he wasn't supposed to go in.But since he came in, he seemed to have done something irreversible: "I didn't know you...drinking."

Shen Yuanshu was staring at him at first, but when he heard the word alcoholism, he seemed to wake up suddenly: "I don't! I don't usually drink like that. I told you that I just had a drink... Today is... I can't sleep, and I'm not in a good mood good."

An Xuan looked at him: "What happened?"

Shen Yuanshu took a sip of water and put the glass on the piano: "Family matters..." He looked at An Xuan with a half-smile: "But now that someone is talking, I feel much better. How about you? These days, Are you feeling better?"

An Xuan looked at him for a while, then slightly lowered her eyes: "You know everything."

After a long time, he heard Shen Yuanshu's deep voice: "Yes."

"and then?"

Shen Yuanshu approached him and whispered, "Can I hug you?"

An Xuan didn't answer.

The next moment, he fell into a warm embrace.