It turned out that it was Mr. Gu who had always thought of medicine

Chapter 46 The patter is...the sound of spring rain
The rain outside the window showed no signs of stopping.

Zhong Qing pushed open the window of the lounge and stretched out her hand, the silent rain hit her fingertips slightly painful.On the busy road, there are still people running around with their heads in their arms.

Touching her hair, remembering the feeling of Gu Ciyuan blowing her hair just now, her heartbeat is still getting faster.

Gu Ciyuan rubbed the center of his brows, and took off the jacket of his overalls. It smelled of Zhong Qing, which was faint, but it didn't make him who was obsessed with cleanliness hate him.

Zhang Xinyi brought today's patient list over for him to sign.

Looking at the unstoppable rain outside the window, he asked in a low voice, "Has the rain stopped this afternoon?"

Zhang Xinyi shook her head.

Gu Ciyuan smiled lightly, a little good mood quietly appeared in his tired expression.

She smiled gently and calmly at Zhang Xinyi: "Remember to take an umbrella after get off work, don't get wet and catch a cold."

Gu Ciyuan walked away, Zhang Xinyi was still breathing, as if she had been shot in the heart by Cupid's arrow.

Just now... Dr. Gu was concerned about her!
Gu Ciyuan pushed open the door of the lounge, the room was pitch black, and it was so quiet that it didn't look like there was anyone there.

A touch of disappointment flashed from the bottom of my heart, I clasped my hands to close the door and entered, and pressed the switch beside the door.

The light became clear immediately, and the person lying on the edge of the window was either Zhong Qing or someone else.

Gu Ciyuan walked over, a pleasant chuckle spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It turned out to be asleep.

Fell asleep on his window sill.

The small face was slightly flushed, and the loose eyelashes fluttered on the eyes, revealing the tranquility of the sleeping person.

But what caught Gu Ciyuan's attention was a piece of A4 paper under Zhong Qing's arm, and his marker pen quietly at hand.

Carefully pulling out the paper, a memory came alive on the paper.

In the small classroom, the girl leaning against the window looked out the window with her head propped up, her elk-like eyes filled with curiosity and doubt, and the raindrops outside were heavy.

The boy at the same table looked down at the book, quietly.

"Patter."

The writing class teacher asked to write a proposition composition, the name is "Spring Rain".

His composition was read aloud by the teacher as a model for the whole class. Zhong Qing took his composition and asked him puzzled: "What does Xixilili mean?"

He took the note, and replied in neat and elegant italics.

"The sound of spring rain."

His peripheral vision fell on her body, and he didn't miss her lonely regret after seeing the note.

That afternoon, Zhong Qing stared at the rain outside and spent the whole afternoon in a daze, not even drawing.

His eyes fell on the face of the girl in front of the window, and a strange emotion flashed in his clear eyes.

Before her emotions could be subdued, those closed eyes opened sleepily, their eyelashes fluttered a few times, and there was a bit of timidity in their ignorance, which would make any man unconsciously want to protect her.

Gu Ciyuan rubbed her cool short hair, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you awake?"

She nodded, looking at the drawing paper in Gu Ciyuan's hand, her cheeks flushed a little.

Hastily explained: "I just scribbled casually, and the rain didn't stop."

She didn't intend to stay in his lounge on purpose, but God encountered a sad thing today, and there were too many tears.

Gu Ciyuan smiled, and did not return the drawing paper to her, but folded it in an orderly manner: "I like it very much, give it to me."

The torrential rain continued, Zhong Qing sat in Gu Ciyuan's car, looked at the water droplets on the car window, and touched it lightly through the glass.

The car stopped in front of a Cantonese restaurant, Gu Ciyuan patted Zhong Qing who was in a daze, and signaled her to get off the car.

After ordering a good dish, the waiter brought two glasses of warm boiled water.

(End of this chapter)