Before Zhou Jingru's younger brother was hospitalized, his sister-in-law, who was negotiating a divorce with her husband, recommended a domestic private hospital.She is doing medical-related work, she is capable and beautiful, and she is well-known in the industry throughout Asia.Moreover, Zhou Jingru believed in her strength and knew that she was by no means an ordinary person.
Even his mother with venomous eyes thought so, and his younger brother reminded him time and again before getting married: "Help Yushu look at that woman more."
After investigation, the hospital was really good.
So, he agreed.
After arriving at the hospital, Zhou Jingru saw the doctor who gave first aid and saved his younger brother's life as a matter of course.His first impression of him is that his nose bridge is very high.
Yi Siwei has nothing to do with the word "average appearance". To put it bluntly, if he didn't wear a mask, in daily life, Zhou Jingru would never give his life to this kind of person who looks like the heroine of the TV series.
After that, he didn't pay attention to this person deliberately.
After all, Yi Siwei is just a doctor.But Zhou Jingru is the rich second generation, the heir of the family business, and an indispensable existence in various legendary stories such as idol dramas, business war dramas, etc.Doctors are just people who serve them. No matter how smart he is or how strong his professional skills are, Zhou Jingru will never take him seriously.
However, he was still vaguely aware of some surging undercurrents.
In the narrow elevator, when Yi Siwei exhaled air, Mouli inhaled slightly.From the beginning to the end, they didn't look at each other, but when they were about to part, the two eyes rubbed against each other.Zhou Jingru recalled that there was a time when Mo Wuli stayed at his house overnight, and when she got up in the morning, she walked around in a bathrobe and saw his high-temperature washing machine connected to the Internet.
The drum washing machine is different from the pulsator, and the drum body is parallel to the ground.Mo Wuli watched, and suddenly let out a rustling laugh.Zhou Jingru just got out of the shower, came out to see this scene, and thought she was very beautiful.After waiting for a while, he asked her: "What were you laughing at just now? What's so funny?"
"Huh?" She shook her head and said with a smile, "I was thinking, so that people can't be contained in it."
What's the meaning?
He didn't understand at all.
In Zhou Jingru's view, Mouli has these strange things from time to time, but this is also where her charm lies.
After realizing that she was not that familiar with this doctor, Zhou Jingru asked the secretary to investigate.They are college classmates and have been in love, so that is the case.However, she decided to go abroad, and they broke up easily.The only thing that surprised Zhou Jingru was that Mo Wuli turned out to be a personality that would turn back.He always thought she was so cold that she would forget it when she turned around.
Back to the present, Zhou Jingru extended an invitation to her.
He's going to work in Los Angeles and plans to stay there for a while.So boring alone, he asked Mouli if he wanted to go with him.
Zhou Jingru said: "I know you are with Dr. Yi. But you won't be serious with him. Of course, I know you won't be serious with me. But who knows what will happen in the future? Let's make do, at least weVery suitable."
"Well," Mouli smiled, "That's right."
He put the piece of meat mixed with blood into his mouth: "Doctor Yi is a kind and honest man, he is so pitiful for being tortured by you like this.
She asked him, "You think I'm torturing him?"
Zhou Jingru asked back: "Isn't it?"
Mowlie held the end of the fork and raised her hand to support her head.The indoor temperature is well maintained, and she wears a sleeveless dress with glittering tassels hanging down.
After Wu Nanguo was buried before, probably because of the high fees, the funeral home also brought a series of messy supporting services.Among them is the youth group for memorial service, which is delicious.
It was late at night, and Mo Wuli went to the hospital to look for Yi Siwei.
She sent a message in advance, asking where he is now.He doesn't really have much time, the existing patients have a lot of questions, and the new patients also have a lot of questions.He also has time to prepare for his own exams.
But Mouli just happened to be busy too.She was free most of the time, so she went over with her things and waited outside for a while.While waiting, she confirmed the information of Zhou Yushu's biological father, and then asked her uncle and aunt if her biological parents had contacted them.This is a technical job, and they cannot let them find out that she has been contacted and ask for details.
My aunt asked her, "Nanguo...has everything been dealt with?"
"Yes, it's all right," she replied.
"That child's life is too miserable." Across the phone, the aunt probably started to wipe tears again.They are always like this, there are a lot of tears, a lot of sadness, and correspondingly, there can be a lot of happiness.Really jealous.My aunt said, "When we were alive, we didn't treat her very well."
Mouli couldn't help laughing: "It's already very good."
She didn't want to waste any more time, so she used another mobile phone to ask Mo Xingyun to contact his mother.After a while, my aunt muttered "Why did Mo Xingyun call?" Then Mo Wuli took advantage of the situation and said "Let's talk next time" and hung up when she found a chance.
When Yi Siwei came out, a long time had passed.She is resting with her eyes closed, wearing a light-colored patterned jacket embroidered with pearls by hand, which doesn't make people feel fancy, but looks young and delicate.Seeing that she didn't open her eyes, he thought she was asleep, but he walked over cautiously.He was so quiet that she really didn't notice.The two of them sat in the nearest row of seats, and she didn't realize until he sat down.
Mouli opened her eyes, without an expression of intense surprise, she asked lightly, "Are you tired from work?"
Of course it was very tiring, how could it not be.Absolutely no complaints, no negligence allowed, on call, scarce holidays.This is his job.After a hard day's work, the chest and back were pressed together, and the heartbeat became extraordinarily clear.It was unhealthy, and as one of those people who knew the most about the expertise, he knew it all too well.
However, Yi Siwei still said, "It's okay."
They sat without chatting, and the food was placed aside. It was originally cold, but now it became even colder.He didn't ask about the funeral, and she didn't bring it up.Just sitting together, the heartbeat and breathing slowed down.
This is a hospital, and there will be a need for a doctor later, so Yi Siwei can't come out for too long.He stood up and she stood up too.
Saying goodbye.Mouli remembered what he said on the phone that day, but he seemed to have forgotten it.Suddenly, she opened her arms.In the corridors of the hospital, the light is white with no color deviation, the floor is white, the walls are white, and the ceiling is also white.In the pale space with no end in sight, she smiled and said, "Hug me."
Yi Siwei's coat is also white.His hand was in his pocket, and after a while, he slowly stretched it out.On the ground, his shadow was very pale, like a faint sun halo.
Yi Siwei hugged her.
Mouli was hugged by him, feeling his body temperature.
They hugged each other, turning slowly, shaking their bodies slightly, affectionate and warm.Mouli leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes quietly, and asked for no reason: "Do you love me?"
He buried his face in her jet-black hair, and replied in a slight voice, "Yeah."
"Nan Guo said," she said sullenly, "I'm perverted, so I don't know how to love others."
When she said this, Mouli didn't think about anything.However, she heard Yi Siwei say, "That's not the case."
She leaned in his arms: "Why?"
Yi Siwei's voice was dry, hoarse and clear. He hugged her, hugged her, and said to her: "You keep her ashes because she hates me. This is love. Because you love your sister."
Mouli was very dazed and a little surprised. She thought about it and wondered what was going on.Mo Wuli has said love to many people, parents, commercial directors, school teachers, Wu Yaofan, barbers, seniors, clients...the number is too numerous to count.However, she seldom thought about it.
Slowly, she withdrew her arm and left from his arms.He also let go.After the hug, he looked at her, but she turned her head and looked in the direction of nothing: "This is different from what I have heard."
"It's different from the beginning." Yi Siwei replied quietly.Love is different for everyone at every moment.
Suddenly footsteps came from a distance.
Yi Siwei doesn't mind being known, and neither does Mouli.However, at that moment, like a conditioned reflex, the two still took the key to open the door, dodged temporarily, and avoided the room that was still under preparation.The narrow room was pitch black, Mouli looked indifferent, and took out her phone, ready to check the news.
The light burst out from the screen, she raised her head and accidentally saw his expression.Yi Siwei got very close to her.
The nurse in the supply room walked by while talking, and drifted away.
The sound of footsteps outside died away.
Yi Siwei immediately pressed the doorknob and walked out quickly.
She walks him to the elevator.There are many doors in the hospital, just like ordinary life, one door is connected to another, leading to different places.You can say goodbye when it's time to say goodbye, anytime, anywhere, without thinking too much.There is no need to know the difference at the moment, and it is common to be aware of it later.
In the underground garage, Mouli opened the car door, sat in the car, and didn't leave for a long time.In the middle of the night, she sat where she was.For a while, Yi Siwei's mood lingered for a long time when he was in the dark space just now.
The world is full of demons dancing around, everyone is wandering around foolishly, or greedy, or obsessed, or fearful, or crazy, or weak, with malice, numbness and panic.The ruthless and cold world was not built by demons, it is a pool of stagnant water, and it was originally a pool of stagnant water.Mouli was so used to this that she had long since lost interest.
It wasn't that kind of stuff that got her excited.
When she was very disappointed, the beast, who was extremely hungry for love, broke into the jungle.
What is fragile, poor, and waiting to be destroyed is the rarest.Always, same as before.
Apparently they had just parted, Mo Wuli called Yi Siwei.
He connected, probably busy, and the answering voice was hoarse as usual.He said, "What's wrong?"
Mo Wuli said: "I'm going to Los Angeles with Zhou Jingru for vacation. I should, for sure, I won't be back for a while."
There was only silence on Yi Siwei's end.
"You can figure it out for yourself. I am this kind of person, and you must know it in your heart." Mouli told him with a brisk tone and bright eyes, without any intention of discussing, like a provocation, completelyIt hurts, "Do you mind? If you mind, I will take my things away from you. Don't worry, it should be very easy. If you don't mind, help me raise a dog for a while? I have a relatively full schedule of hourly workers.”
Her turn is over, and the words come to an end.Mouli breathed steadily, waiting for his reply.
There is only a slight collision of the stethoscope in the earpiece, which is enough to prove that the other party is not mute, and it is probably walking around.Should you be angry?Don't you have any extra energy left?Do you need to hate it?Probably too late.There was the sound of breathing in the wards where the lights were turned off. Here, everyone was alive.This is a job that does not require hope, just like a heart that has lost hope, he follows the rules and completes the night task.
After a long silence, Yi Siwei finally spoke.He said, "Okay."
He doesn't say more.what good?Is it "good" for her to move out of his life, or is it "good" for her to raise that rebellious and evil beagle for her?
Mouli was a little disappointed.
But, okay, okay.
At least she can step into the next river.
There is no need to delay things that are not worth nostalgic from the beginning.Mouli leaned against the car window, and it only took a few seconds to change her mood.She has long accepted reality.There is no fun in the forest, and the cursed stones roll and roll, forming a twisted wilderness that does not need love.To die is to waste, and boredom is the culprit.
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