Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Song Nuan put the phone to her ear, waiting for the person over there to speak first.

"Hello, Doctor Song." The person over there hung up the phone, showing no impatience, always calm and gentle.

A voice I haven't seen for a long time, it's like seeing and hearing it for the first time.

"Hello." Song Nuan said concisely, she really didn't know what to say.

"Doctor Song, my mother's condition is stable, and she will return to Beijing for treatment tomorrow." Zhu Yilong's voice was right next to her ears, but Song Nuan felt that she couldn't hear anything clearly. "Can I treat you to a meal?" He seemed to have paused, and then said, "Let's say thank you."

"You're too polite. I'm resting at home recently, so I won't see my aunt off." Song Nuan blurted out the words so calmly that even she was startled.

Zhu Yilong paused for a moment, and then spoke with more sincerity: "Doctor Song please give me a compliment, I still have something to ask."

Song Nuan hesitated, she was very unwilling in her heart, but she was always used to being cowardly, and she seldom rejected others. When the intern classmates didn't come to work, she didn't dare to call to remind her. How could she push away the person in front of her at this moment.She didn't speak, and the other side waited stubbornly.

"Okay." Song Nuan lost another game.

"What do Doctor Song like to eat? I heard them say that Blue Sea's sea cucumber soup and dry-roasted pomfret are good, very light." Zhu Yilong obviously did his homework.

Song Nuan finally got up, opened the curtains, and prepared to wash, "Go to Chaotianmen, it's close to my house, I'll send you the location, see you in half an hour." She hung up the phone very impolitely. It's always easy to lose your sense of proportion in front of the person you like.She looked up at the photos and posters on the wall, feeling desolate in her heart.

Song Nuan first turned off all the alarm clocks in her mobile phone, and after a quick wash, she picked out a casual blue vertical-striped suit, tied it into a ponytail, matched it with white tassel earrings, and painted red lips with 999 to cover her sickly face and fear of eating. It was inconvenient when I went to school. I didn’t bring any necklaces, watches, or rings. There were still 15 minutes left. Song Nuan didn’t want to be late, so she hurriedly took a pair of high-heeled shoes and quickly changed them. Looking at the gloomy weather outside, it might rain, so she returned them to change. A pair of white shoes.

Song Nuan trotted all the way to the first floor, only to realize that it was starting to drizzle, and there was a commercial vehicle blocked at the entrance of the corridor. She was about to scold someone for being so unethical, but the driver had already got out of the car, and opened the car door for her in a very gentlemanly manner, "Doctor Song .”

Probably because he was going out for dinner, and to show respect, Zhu Yilong wore a blue plaid suit, white T-shirt and white shoes of the same style, and stood in front of her gracefully, like a fairy riding on colorful auspicious clouds.

Song Nuan staggered, almost unable to stand still, her face blushed quickly, and she didn't even have time to think about when the other party arrived, so as to avoid embarrassment for idlers seeing each other, she rushed into the co-pilot.

Zhu Yilong tried his best to maintain his normal expression, closed the car door, waited for her to put on her seat belt, and drove out of the car steadily.

Song Nuan paused for a while, "What time did you come?"

"Just arrived before calling." Zhu Yilong was very attentive in driving, but he still gave Song Nuan a look before answering.

Song Nuan turned a blind eye to this person's thoughtfulness and politeness, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhu Yilong smiled, he wanted to say you hung up on me, but before I could speak, the words came to my lips, but changed to "I'm downstairs watching the rain."

Song Nuan took a sneak peek at Zhu Yilong, perhaps because Shen Nian was recovering well from the operation, he finally showed a real smile, this smile is pure and clean, in this continuous rain, it is the warmth of the sun, the call of summer, the light and shadow The circulation, caught off guard and sprinkled in her heart, causing a tremor.

"How is Auntie?" Song Nuan took out a document from her backpack, "This is a document for precautions after intracranial aneurysm surgery. It's just for reference. It's in the back seat for you." She put the document in the back seat of the car .

Zhu Yilong glanced at her hand, "Thank you so much, Doctor Song, I was just about to ask you for advice."

"I sorted this out from Doctor Jiang. I borrowed flowers to present Buddha. Is there anyone following the car tomorrow?" Song Nuan knew that the hospital would rarely send people to follow the car in order to avoid risks.

"Yes, there are medical staff in the hospitals on both sides."

"That's good." Sure enough, there was someone ready to do something, Song Nuan turned her head to the glass window, implying that the conversation was over.

Zhu Yilong turned on the music, which was Richard Clay's Adilina piano piece by the water. The music was soft and flowing, and neither of them spoke again.

When we arrived at Chaotianmen, it was raining heavily, Zhu Yilong parked the car and said "wait a moment", he got out of the car first, walked around to the co-pilot to open the car door for Song Nuan, put up an umbrella and asked her to get out of the car.

"Thank you." Song Nuan got out of the car shortly. She often forgot to bring her umbrella, so the two of them walked in with an umbrella.

There were always very few people eating hot pot at noon, the second floor was even quieter, and no one recognized Zhu Yilong.

Zhu Yilong handed the menu to Song Nuan and asked her to order, but Song Nuan pushed it back and said, "I don't look at the menu."

Zhu Yilong took the pen, "Then tell me, I'll write, what kind of pot do I want?"

"Mandarin duck pot, let's eat our own." Song Nuan described a particularly charming and ambiguous pot bottom as extremely cold and heartless. "I want wide noodles, noodles, fresh bamboo shoots, tofu, mushroom platter, vegetable platter, shrimp slippery, and luncheon meat." She suddenly realized that Ruoxiao was not there, and changed her words: "Shrimp slippery, luncheon meat is not required."

"Doctor Song often comes here? I am very familiar with this place." Zhu Yilong drew up the menu and began to order his own duck intestines, beef, lotus root slices and so on.

"It's very familiar." Song Nuan laughed at herself, and instantly remembered a lot of past events.

"Would you like a glass of wine?" Zhu Yilong asked Song Nuan after ordering.

Song Nuan actually likes to be a little drunk, and a light drink can also adjust the atmosphere of the meal. She glanced at the wine list and finally refused.

Seeing Song Nuan's greedy eyes, Zhu Yilong said, "Then red wine. I can drink less."

"No, no, no. Drink plain water. I usually only drink plain water." Seeing that Zhu Yilong was serious, Song Nuan hurriedly stopped him.

Zhu Yilong obviously didn't believe it, and smiled teasingly, as if saying that you don't have to pretend.

Song Nuan said angrily, "I used to drink some red wine with my tutor when I was in school. I don't know why I am allergic to alcohol in the past two years, and I get flustered when I drink, so I quit. I didn't mean to get close to you on purpose." And more importantly The reason is that Song Nuan will talk too much when he drinks too much, and it is easy to pour out his heart and lungs. If he didn't drink too much back then, why would he have so many sad pasts.She was afraid that if she got drunk today and said something she shouldn't have said, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Zhu Yilong understood, no longer forced, ordered the dishes and prepared to adjust the ingredients, and asked Song Nuan: "What kind of taste do you want?"

"I'll do it myself." Song Nuanjie was so hot that she couldn't imagine how terrifying the dish Zhu Yilong would make for her would be.

When the dishes were all served, Zhu Yilong turned up the heat and brought a plate of fresh bamboo shoots to be put into the clear soup pot. Song Nuan snatched it over and said, "We each eat our own food, you don't have to take care of me. You take yours." She put Pour all the bamboo shoots into the clear soup pot, leaving nothing for Zhu Yilong.

Zhu Yilong didn't expect such a way of eating, so he hurriedly pushed Song Nuan's tofu and wide noodles in front of her, "I ordered a lot of meat, Doctor Song, don't you want some?" He also pushed a plate of beef and a plate of mutton. In front of Song Nuan.

"Let's put it aside for now." Song Nuan hurriedly served the dishes without saying no. "Don't mind me, I like instant noodles and Malatang. In my eyes, hot pot is an upgraded version of Malatang."

"No." Zhu Yilong was a little confused, and began to put meat in the spicy pot. He saw that Song Nuan didn't intend to give him food, so he wanted to order another dish and wide noodles.

In fact, Song Nuan had never eaten such an AA hot pot. The reason why he made the distinction was because he was afraid that Zhu Yilong would be taboo as an actor, and he didn't want to embarrass himself.But she usually eats hot pot with other people's dishes, and she is very unskilled in this business. She tried it rashly today, and she has missed it many times. Fortunately, she didn't order meatballs or the like, otherwise the soup would have been spilled.When she almost threw all the chopsticks into the pot, Zhu Yilong finally couldn't stand it any longer. He took the colander, turned it around in the clear soup pot, fished out the bamboo shoots and tofu, and gave it to Song Nuan with the serving chopsticks.

Song Nuan said embarrassedly, "Thank you."

"It seems that Doctor Song doesn't often eat hot pot by himself."

"I'm just clumsy. How lonely is it to eat hot pot alone? I'm not that miserable yet."

"Really? I thought." Zhu Yilong smiled and didn't continue talking. He had almost scooped up the vegetables and asked Song Nuan, "What else do you want to eat?"

"Wuan noodles, potatoes." Wide noodles and potatoes take longer to cook, and Song Nuan likes to eat slightly rotten ones.

Zhu Yilong took the wide noodles and put them in the pot for Song Nuan. There were three or four sticks left. After thinking about it, he put them in his own spicy pot.

Song Nuan was stunned, such a blatant robbery, Zhu Yilong ignored her anger, calmly adjusted the fire himself, and called the waiter to add soup.

Song Nuan was completely speechless, and was about to ask for another plate of wide fans to demonstrate, when she suddenly saw the rain on Zhu Yilong's shoulder, she immediately turned off the fire, and bit an orange to vent her anger.

Just filling up the soup, the two of them had already eaten for a round, and after a short rest, Zhu Yilong took out a rectangular box and handed it over with both hands, "Doctor Song, this is a kind gesture, please accept it."

Song Nuan saw the chopard on the box, and her heart twitched. She didn't want to take it, but Zhu Yilong held it with both hands, and looked at her with eyes as bright as stars. Her heart seemed to be fumigated by the heat of a hot pot, warm and Hot, neither up nor down, no whereabouts.She finally took it and opened it. It was her favorite mechanical female watch from the happysport series.With her expression unchanged, she closed the box, blocking the diamond porphyrin porphyrin on the watch from blinking at her.

"I can't take it, it's too expensive." Song Nuan pushed the box over, she was not surprised and happy, but rather cold and sad.

"It's just a watch." Zhu Yilong wanted to push the box over again.

Song Nuan stretched out her hand and held it down, thankful that she didn't bring a watch today, "I've searched for this watch, I know the price, and I can afford it, but I haven't bought it for a long time, I don't like luxury goods, and the current economy doesn't deserve this watch." Watch." She said it calmly, as if she was saying that she was not worthy of someone that day.

Zhu Yilong looked at the back of Song Nuan's hand, "You deserve it."

Song Nuan smiled and withdrew her hands. Whether she deserves it or not is never something other people say. Maybe one day, she will really buy this watch, but not now.

"That's our friendship or my friendship with auntie, which is not worthy of the value of this watch. Take it back, Mr. Zhu, and stop tempting me." Song Nuan was close to begging, she couldn't bear this reality, No matter how precious things her loved ones give her, she can accept them calmly, but how can a stranger accept such kindness and kindness.

Zhu Yilong finally took back the watch box, he seemed to understand Song Nuan's sadness.