Waiting for You in a City

Song Yan woke up in the early morning, the curtains were drawn, and the light in the room was dim.

Xu Qin seemed to fall asleep in his arms.

He stood up slightly, her arms closed at her waist, and she opened her eyes: "Where are you going?"

He fell back: "Woke up?"

"Uh." Xu Qin rubbed his eyes, and rubbed his hands around his waist again. "I woke up when you moved."

"That blame me." Song Yan smirked and went sideways to reach the glass on the bedside table. He drank half a glass by himself, and handed her the remaining half, "Nah."

Xu Qin propped up his upper body and took the glass. Only then did I find that my body was about to fall apart. Last night she cared about his injuries and cooperated well, letting him let him; he did well, did not know how to converge, and soon tossed her to death. But recalling his eyes that could drown her deeply, there was a long absence of joy and tranquility in his heart.

Song Yan stretched his arms, groped his fingers on the nightstand, and pressed the cigarette case.

"Do you want to smoke?"

"No. Take the cell phone." He finally touched the cell phone and took it to light it up, at six o'clock in the morning. His eyes moved, "Are you still smoking?"

"……how do you know?"

"The last time you cleaned in your house, there was an ashtray that you hid in the drawer of the sink .... You are a doctor."

"..."

Xu Qin handed him the glass and he put it back.

"Occasionally, I smoked one when I was under pressure, but recently I lost it." She retracted her quilt and said lightly, "Speaking, I still taught you how to smoke, and it was all broken by you."

"Oh. Are you embarrassed to mention? You have to taste it, you can't stop it."

He lay down with her, and her hands came up again, and there was a hint of scorn: "Is it? Well, I forgot."

The corner of his mouth bent.

Xu Qin pillow went to his shoulder: "Do you wake up naturally at six every day?"

"Uh, habit." He hugged her sideways in his arms, rubbing the tip of her nose against her cheek, his voice low, "How about you?"

"I work shifts irregularly. If I go to work during the day, it will be close to the hospital anyway from seven o'clock."

"Seven o'clock ..." Song Yan murmured, rubbing her palms around her waist, tongue sucking on her ears, "An hour ..."

The **** **** in his voice was too obvious, accompanied by the scent of a man blowing his ears, she couldn't help but provoked, her breath trembles inadvertently, murmured: "You were too fierce yesterday, and it hurts."

"Really? I feel it."

"Ah--" She curled up gently.

The quilt was hot, and Xu Qin was flushed by him, and he gave him a weak look: "Does a man think of this kind of thing all day and night? When he thinks about this matter, he is immediately energetic."

Song Yan listened, buried her head in her white neck, and laughed. Her laughter seemed to penetrate the skin and tremble in her body.

"What are you laughing at?" She pushed him, her face flushed.

Song Yan pinched her chin, lowered her head and pecked **** her lips, and said, "Fool, what do you want to do when a man is with a woman he loves?"

"what?"

"Fuck her on the bed for 24 hours, **** up and down hundreds of poses on the front and back. Unless this man is impotent."

"Dirty." Xu Qin pushed him again.

He took her over: "You don't look at it, your man is a young and healthy body, just in the year of fight." Song Yan said, sinking.

Blind love, it is such dear love. Xu Qinxiang,

Not just men, but women too. Because I like it, I am obsessed with the temperature of the skin's blind date, only indulged in the warmth of the ears, and craved the joy of Dengfeng to the top; and because of this intimate love, I rely more on likes.

After a little bit of time, Xu Qin got up from bed, ready to go to work.

Song Yan also got out of bed and dressed.

Xu Qinzhuo pulled on the slippers and washed the bathroom briskly. After washing her face and hearing the phone ringing, she took a few tissues to wipe her face and walked out of the bathroom, thinking it was from the hospital.

When he picked up the phone, he was stunned. It was Fu Wenying.

The person sleeping in a beautiful dream was suddenly awakened.

She quickly glanced at Song Yan, who stood on the bed and put on her jacket, seemingly not paying attention. She quickly walked out of the room, took the door, picked up the phone, and whispered, "Mom."

"Why is it so quiet? Haven't you got up yet?"

"It's up." She raised the volume a little and unconsciously grabbed the back of her head. "Prepare to go to work."

"My dad and I saw you on TV."

"Oh."

"Hey, although you chopped off and ran to the disaster area, I don't agree, but fortunately you are not in danger. Now you have made a contribution. Your dad is very proud, me too. Qin Qin, you did a great job this time. "

"Thank you mom. This time ... you are not against me as a doctor."

"I used to think that this work is hard, regardless of home. Forget it, just do it if you like it. The profession of doctor is actually decent to speak out."

Xu Qin heard something else from this remark, and wanted to delve into it, and he feared that Song Yan was at home, and could only vaguely pass by: "Mom, let's not talk about it for now, and you will be late for work."

"Okay. Go home this weekend. Counting for assistance in the disaster area, you haven't been back for more than half a month. Your dad missed you so much. The feaster, too, I don't know what to do during this time. I can't see anyone. You have Time to call him and ask him. "

Xu Qin was silent.

"Have you contacted him recently?"

Xu Qin glanced at the door and whispered aside: "In the disaster area, he called me a few times, but I was too busy to receive it .... I didn't have time to reply. Later, I forgot Now. "

Fu Wenying sighed without saying much: "Remember to come back this weekend."

"Ok."

Xu Qin put down the phone and felt a headache.

Walking back to the room, Song Yan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, her back facing her.

She rubbed her phone and walked over: "What are you doing?"

Song Yan looked back at her and raised her chin outward: "Look."

Xu Qin approached him.

Wow, there was a heavy snow last night, and the low-lying streets of Wufang Street were covered with snow.

A spring night passed by, and the world outside was silver.

"It must be beautiful in the courtyard at the moment." Song Yan said, "you can see the thick snow in the yard by pushing the door open, on the roof and on the leaves."

Xu Qin tilted his head slightly, imagined the scene, and nodded again.

"Do you like the courtyard house?" Song Yan asked.

"Huh?" Xu Qin didn't prepare, froze for a moment, "Your home?"

"That's the kind of house," Song Yan turned to look at her, "but only live in a family."

Xu Qin has not figured out the meaning in this sentence,

"It's going to be late for work." Song Yan reminded.

Xu Qin recovered and quickly packed his things and went out with him. When he went downstairs to the living room, he asked casually: "Are you resting at home today, are you bored?"

"It's okay, rest at home in the morning, go to see a friend in the afternoon--" Song Yan changed his mouth, "colleague."

Xu Qin noticed: "Friend or colleague?"

"It doesn't count." Song Yan picked up her coat from the sofa and put it on.

"Do I know?" During the rescue, she met many of his teammates.

"Know. Li Meng."

Xu Qin was opening the shoe cabinet, looking for shoes at hand, the tone was quite natural: "There is a job."

"It's not a job," Song Yan followed her to the porch, stooping down to take her shoes. "Last time I violated the order in the disaster area and was punished, she was trying to help me."

His tone is very ordinary, Xu Qin listened to this, everything is wrong.

This is a ... beautiful hero?

Xu Qin's expression didn't fluctuate. He was very generous: "Then you have to thank people."

Song Yan was wearing shoes and looked up at her: "Relax, I will thank you again."

Xu Qin put on his shoes without saying a word and opened the door to go out.

Song Yan glanced at her lightly behind her, her lips tickled.

After entering the elevator, Xu Qin didn't want to talk, so he looked down at his cell phone and looked at the information when he was busy. But ... early in the morning, no one sent her a message.

On the other hand, Song Yan's side, the phone's prompting sounds kept dropping, he lowered his head, his fingers moved rapidly on the screen, and at a certain moment, he actually smiled.

Xu Qin did not have the idea of ​​spying on the screen of his mobile phone, but decided to stand there, and when he was busy, when she walked out of the elevator, she usually asked:

"You use WeChat?"

"For work." Song Yan said, "bound to the mobile phone number."

Xu Qin searched for his WeChat plus, the avatar looks like a game character, she did not take a closer look, put the phone back in her pocket, joking tone:

"She likes you?"

He turned his head: "Who?"

"Li Meng."

Song Yan is funny: "How do I know?"

"Do you like her?"

He grabbed her by the neck and hugged her to his side, lowering her head and pecking on her lips: "What do you say?"

The kiss was like a gentle breeze blowing over a lake that was already sparkling in a microwave, the wind came to smooth a pool of water, and the wind was still rippling.

Unhappy.

Song Yan asked: "When do you get off work, find you to eat."

He had just exposed it just now, but Xu Qin obviously hadn't turned it yet.

Under normal circumstances, a man should not explicitly say he does not like it, and then coax his girlfriend?

She is not too stingy, but she is also hypocritical: "I'm not sure, if I have an emergency operation, it may be late."

Song Yan answered quite readily: "Yes, I don't bother, you call me after work."

"..." Xu Qin inexplicably sighed in his chest, and said easily, "Okay."

On the way to the hospital by car, she couldn't help thinking of Li Meng's shy and gentle gesture in front of Song Yan. She took a closer look and found that Song Yan is a man who is very attractive to the opposite sex.

The flowers and plants on the roadside are seen and picked by people without any problems, but they are remembered on their balcony, which feels bad.

People are so strange, everything is easy to say before uncertain relations;

Once there is an agreement, there are requirements and care.

After all, it is an animal in nature, and the possessiveness and territorial consciousness in the bones are the same for both men and women.

Xu Qin glanced at the rearview mirror in the car, and there were dark circles under her eyes in the mirror. Some time ago I was too tired to recover. She raised her face again and glanced at her nose and lips. The tip of her nose was small, and her lip shape was pretty good, but there was nothing bloody.

Well, no lipstick.

...

In the morning, Xu Qin concentrated on his work, but he was a little absent when eating at noon-there was no message or call on the phone.

The mobile phones of several nurses eating at the same table had constant mobile phone messages, either taking the time to chat with their boyfriends or replying to messages sent by their boyfriends a few hours ago.

As for her and Song Yan, it was the same as yesterday.

Xu Qin thought that he was not a sticky person, but all kinds of tenderness remained in sight yesterday, and now there is such a gap.

But this thought only flickered in her heart, she did not care too much. Taking into account that he said not to disturb her work, Xu Qin quickly put the matter aside, after all, work cannot be distracted.

...

Song Yan went to the Shilitai Fire Brigade in the afternoon to find Li Meng. Li Meng had little attendance and worked in the office most of the time.

When Song Yan went, Li Meng's office was full of materials.

He picked up a flip and asked, "A brochure for the community?"

"It's winter again, the weather is dry and the fire prevention situation is grim."

"Also." Song Yan nodded and glanced at the pile of materials. "Wait for more than a month for the Spring Festival, and fireworks and firecrackers will burst into the city, even more terrible."

"Isn't it, eh, how is your injury?" Li Meng asked, receiving hot water next to the water dispenser.

"No problem. Go to work next week." Song Yan sat down and took the water cup from her. When she lowered her eyebrows and saw the unfolded tea leaves in the cup, she remembered the tea leaves in Xu Qin's house and remembered that she was under him last night. The blooming gesture, unconsciously, bent the corner of the lips and smiled.

Li Meng went to the desk and sat down, wondering: "What are you laughing at while staring at the cup of tea?"

Song Yan shook her head and didn't answer, turned the chair and looked back at her: "Suo Jun said I'm fine?"

"Well. You didn't tell me about it. I never knew. Otherwise, maybe I can help."

"It's good not to owe it to people," Song Yan said.

Li Meng knew his character and would not ask her to help, saying: "Thanks to the guys in your team who jointly wrote the book to explain the situation, you will not be dealt with above, the baby you saved now represents the reconstruction on the ruins The new hope, the meaning is too great, what is your punishment? Besides, you have also been injured, it is considered to have passed the credit. "

Song Yan smiled and said: "If you don't hurt your arms or break your legs, you won't die or die, it's all ineffective."

Li Meng: "..."

"Now that you are a typical role model in the firefighter team, you will be commended at the summary meeting. But internally, you still have to write a review report on this matter."

"All right." Song Yan said, "I asked Xiaoge to write it and give it to you next week."

Li Meng: "..."

"Leave." Song Yan just got up.

"After drinking the tea, let's go." Li Meng wanted to stay a little longer, and suddenly saw something, "Well, your neck was bitten by an insect, so big a piece of red." Pull the drawer, "I have ointment here."

Song Yan touched her neck unexplainedly: "Where ..." It felt like Xu Qin's kiss mark.

When Li Meng saw his expression, he realized it later, and he understood it, his face suddenly changed.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Ok."

"Is that doctor?"

"Correct."

Li Meng had nothing to say for a while, she was unrequited love, Song Yan explicitly refused, talking and talking has never been a matter of official affairs, no more than a moment; do not accept her help, and never give her a little hope and ambiguity. She didn't blame him, things turned out like this, she was sad, she was relieved, but there was a bit of resentment that was hard to release.

"Then bless you. However, since it comes here, I also remind you that people value their love and despise those who love themselves. Be careful. Although you stand at the top of my food chain, you stand by her. Under the food chain. You have been hung up with her for so many years, but you still have reason but you do n’t care. You ca n’t live without her and put yourself in such a passive position. I am afraid if something goes wrong in the end, this relationship may hurt It will be you who is the deepest. "After venting all the time, he felt that he was talking too much and added a whisper," Of course, I still hope you are successful, really. "

"Thank you." Song Yan smiled in disbelief, lowering her head slightly, her index finger pulled her eyebrows, and when she looked up, her eyes were still and she said,

"Relax, she can't live without me."