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"Okay." Song Yanqing said perfunctorily, "At least the dumplings are well made."

Ten minutes later, Song Yanqing received several WeChat messages.

Puppy luckyly: [Hey, thank you boss for the compliment#^_^#]

Puppy luckyly: [Fairy spinning in circles.jpg]

Puppy luckily: [puppy probe.jpg]

Puppy luckyly: [Yangyang arrived.jpg]

Song Yanqing took the phone and was convinced.

You can say whatever the fuck you want.

【You're welcome.I have never been so unconscionable several times in my life. 】

Puppy luckyly: [I’m not sad T^T]

Another 10 minutes passed.

Xia Yang posted a message on Moments: [Today my boss praised me without conscience, and I have made a little progress]

Xing Jianshu was the first to like her.

The two of them chatted in WeChat Moments and filled the screen.

Xia Yang's circle of friends is full of Duan Yunming and life details, with an average of three posts per day, and nothing is hidden.

No, how did we get into this conversation?

Song Yanqing was too lazy to care about such nonsense, as he was prone to stomachache.

The moonlight outside the window was bright and clear. Xing Jianshu and Xu Zhi went back at night. They were sitting in Wen Cenjiang's car. Song Yanqing asked Cheng Xuran to call him if he had anything to do.

He said he was a light sleeper and nothing happened.

Living next door, he could hear Cheng Xuran's movements.

Pouring a glass of water is easy.

"Cheng Xuran."

"Ok?"

"Should the TV be turned off?"

He stood at the door and asked. He was still wearing the same outfit he had during the day, a jacket and a cold and handsome silhouette.

"Shut it off, there's some noise." Maybe he couldn't see clearly, so the sound became Cheng Xuran's important source of security.

"Row."

Song Yanqing stood at the door and did not come in. He went to pour her a cup of hot water and put it on the bedside table.

The light made his features look clean and cold. "Go to bed early." Cheng Xuran raised his head and said.

He nodded.

In fact, I couldn't sleep very well.

Song Yanqing usually wakes up very angry and sleeps on the bed or at the table.

But here.

Maybe it's because he's not used to it, maybe it's because of postoperative inflammation, or maybe it's because he remembers Cheng Xuran's eyes.

I'm always afraid that something will happen to her.

Quiet night.

……

……

By coincidence, Cheng Xuran's attending physician was Dr. Qin. Cheng Xuran had met him several times before. He was the son of the landlady who had returned from studying abroad.

Something like this happened at the landlord's house, and he was probably feeling very sorry. Cheng Xuran met him when he went to get hot water during the day.

He frowned and asked her a few questions.

He seems to be very busy on weekdays. He always has surgeries. He is a high-standard talent that the hospital relies on.

Cheng Xuran stood by the window in the corridor, holding a cup of hot water in her hand. She was wearing a light brown checkered white sweater. It was furry and warm, like the first cup of milk tea in autumn, and answered one by one.

"Your eyes..." Qin Jiazhe paused.

The white coat is cold and ascetic, and there is always a bit of nobility and distant arrogance about him.

Even though he was well hidden under the appearance of a gentleman with an English and French education, Cheng Xuran was still very aware of his habits due to his professional acumen.

He said: "It will be fine."

"Thank you, it has nothing to do with you. Doctor Qin doesn't have to blame himself."

She said with her eyes bent, her skin was so white that it glowed, and her pupils were dark and clean, which was a little different from the image on the big screen.

Qin Jiazhe frowned. He had never had a good impression of the entertainment industry, so he stayed away from it.

The first time he heard the word Cheng Xuran frequently was from his mother's mouth. Since returning to China, it has been popping up in his sight in various ways, even if the other party may not know it.

After hearing it too much, he would inevitably feel a little disgusted.

Stop at being polite and courteous.

But there is indeed something different about people like her.