Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan coldly brushed away his hand, "You eat, I have to leave beforehand."

He was not hungry before, so he drank two bowls of mutton soup cooked by Yannian, but now he is holding on to death.

However, Zhang Fan insisted on taking him to the meeting once a month in the department, and he did nothing.

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Fan showed dissatisfaction, "Who is the one after you leave?"

Jiang Beiyuan looked like "Is it possible that I lacked your money for a meal?"

Zhang Fan understood, and then nodded in satisfaction, "That's OK, you go, anyway, remember it on your head!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan glanced again at Yan Nian in the box, then turned and left.

The waiter on the side leaned respectfully at him, and wittily did not call "Mr. Jiang" again.

Zhang Fan glanced at Jiang Beiyuan's back.

Slender and well-proportioned, it was cut apart by a large patch of sunlight, and it fell on the ground as a black and white silhouette.

Just like making a movie, the man is standing against the light, and the light and shadow are still brilliant.

But what drags deep in the corner is the loneliness and loneliness that no one can understand.

*

Jiang Beiyuan returned to the hospital.

It is one o'clock in the afternoon and there are not many people on the corridor of the hospital.

When Xu Kuangjie came out of the treatment room, Xu Kuangjie had a loud voice, "Isn't your department having a dinner this noon? Why did you come back so early?"

Jiang Beiyuan ignored him.

Xu Kuangjie knew that this servant had her wife's soup in his belly, and he wouldn't have time to eat anything else.

"Hey, I'm here for a review today. What time does the doctor in your department go to work in the afternoon? Where can I go for a review of chest drainage?"

Jiang Beiyuan still ignored him, and suddenly stretched out his hand into Xu Kuangjie's pants pocket.

Through a thin layer of material, Xu Kuangjie raised his hands subconsciously.

"Hey, I'm not interested in engaging in bases!"

Jiang Beiyuan smoothly fumbled out the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, and took it into his lounge.

Xu Kuangjie was dispirited.

Jiang Beiyuan is going to smoke?

interesting.

Then Pidian Pidian followed him in.

"What's the matter, I'm going to smoke and play again today? Would you guys teach you how to smoke?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan leaned against the glass window with a lazy posture.

Fumbled for the cigarette case, took out a cigarette from the inside, held it in his mouth, lit it, nibbling the cigarette corner, and vomiting mist.

The action was done in one go.

The bluish white smoke ring rose up, blurring his angular outline.

Xu Kuangjie was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, he was really pumping.

"Didn't you say that you quit smoking before?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer, he blew two smoke rings, and suddenly felt dull.

He raised his hand and flicked the soot, letting a large piece of soot fall to the ground, he looked out the window, his eyes waved like sinking water, without moving.

For this appearance of Jiang Beiyuan, Xu Kuangjie can only say that it is a sequelae of words and thoughts.

"It's not that I said you, didn't you plan to explain things to her? Your identity, including you, was the former Jiang Ting, but you changed your name—"

"Can you be quiet for a while?"

Xu Kuangjie: "..."

Good intentions are not rewarded. He abuses himself here, and he is also anxious to eat melons.

"..."

Jiang Bei Yuanfu took another breath of cigarette force, and this time directly extinguished the cigarette **** on the window sill.

He leaned against the window, lonely, like living alone in a cold palace, no one could enter his world.

I don't know how long it took, he spoke leisurely, "Even if you tell her, what's the use?"

Because the memories that are important to him are nothing in Yannian's eyes.

To her, the name "Jiang Ting" is just a passer-by.

After going abroad that year, he did not give up and came back to find her again.

But what was her attitude that day?

She said: "I have a good time at the new school, and I hope you have a good study."

She also said: "We didn't know each other very well, didn't we? You don't have to make a special trip to come back and find me."

She also said: "Since we each have a new life, let's go well with each other."

So innocent and ignorant, but he said so decisive and resolute.

Jiang Beiyuan still wonders why he said that in the beginning.

He wanted to smoke two more cigarettes, only to find that the cigarette **** had been wiped out by him, and a little scarlet finally turned into silence.

Xu Kuangjie leaned diagonally across from him, and the memories might be contagious, causing him to fall into the memories.

The time ten years ago has been blurred in the depths of memory, but he vaguely remembered that after arriving in England that year, he asked Jiang Beiyuan—

"Is that girl not chasing?"