memory hole

When I first arrived in SZ, I drank a lot of soup.He drank all the restaurants on the street that sold Cantonese soup.Later, at some point, he stopped drinking soup.After the initial novelty wears off, he loses interest in all dishes served in Cantonese restaurants.

The pot of soup that Deng Yi made yesterday was completely different.The easiest way to do it at home.It is crystal clear, it may just be boiled in white water with a little salt.There are no other seasonings.

"I bought it at the restaurant below." Dake continued, staring at Zhong Xian. "This is very nourishing. You drink a little."

Zhong Xian put the soup bowl on the bedside table. "Go to work. If I don't call you, you don't have to come here on purpose."

Dake still stared at him intently. "Then who will take care of you."

"What do you take care of? It's not that I can't take care of myself. Meals are just ordering takeaway, can't I order it myself?"

Dake said sensitively: "It was my negligence. You don't like to eat takeaway. But I don't know how to do it either." After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll ask Ah MI to make it for you."

Zhong Xian said: "I want to rest for two days, please don't bother me anymore. Call if you have something to do."

Dake blinked: "That's how you are. You will downplay things that others worry about; you will put your best effort into things that others don't care about."

"What do you want to say?"

"You are the general manager. The whole company is looking at you. You don't mind. There are three fires for a new official to take office. You have to burn it. You suddenly fell down. I dare not tell the outside world. Is it because I am afraid that others will think you are I can't stand this position. But I know that you don't care at all."

"Are you afraid that my status will be lost? It seems that you want to take root in this company for retirement."

"President Hong is not bad. Follow him to be an executive and take care of our affairs at the same time. Don't you think it's a good arrangement."

Zhong Xian stared at Dake: "A tightrope walker wants to be safe, what's wrong with your brain?"

Dake nodded as if suddenly awakened, and sighed: "I think things are too simple. Yesterday, cough, I mentioned the matter of marriage to Mi."

"Married?" Zhong Xian was quite surprised.

"Yes. Anyway, to me, she is different from other women. I chased her for three years before I fell in love. It was my first love. Other women saw that we had cars, houses and money, and they could do it in a few hours. I can't find the feeling she gave me anymore. So I think, this is true love. Get married. Give me a baby quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

Zhong Xian laughed a few times: "Do you want to get married? Has she agreed?"

"She said... as long as I promise to live in peace and stability, don't make so many troubles. It doesn't matter if you are poor." Dake said with a sigh.

"She's a good girl." Zhong Xian said. "If you're not an idiot, you shouldn't let her down." After thinking for a while, he said, "From now on, you can work with Mr. Hong. I'll transfer you to the product department, after all, it's your specialty. Even if I'm gone, You can go on in peace."

Dake looked at Zhong Xian in a daze for a while, then shook his head: "If you want me to pay the mortgage for the rest of my life with a dead salary, live a tight life, and go to a nursing home when I am old, I may not even be able to afford it."

"But you have Anwen, you have Ah MI."

"I feel that the real security is having enough money. There is no need to give money to be a grandson. We are not far from this goal, aren't we?" Dake said excitedly, and even grabbed Zhong Xian's hand.

In the past three years, Dake has changed a lot. People who were careless at first have become more thoughtful now.

Zhong Xian shook Dake's hand away: "With enough money, can you be safe?"

52

Not long after Dake left, the man next to the bed walked into the ward.As soon as he entered the door, he smiled at Zhong Xian.

The nurses took blood from the patients at six o'clock in the morning. The man next to the bed had been to the ward at that time. When he saw the big doctor resting on his bed, he was very surprised.Zhong Xian knew the reason for his surprise was because it wasn't Deng Yi.

The man in the next bed didn't seem to like Dake very much, so he went out after the morning checkup without saying hello to him.

"I heard that you were discharged from the hospital today." Zhong Xian took the initiative to say hello.

The man in the next bed stared at Zhong Xian's face. "You look depressed. Are you sick?"

Zhong Xian smiled. "I'm leaving the hospital, why didn't I see your family come?"

"My family is not in SZ." said the man in the next bed. "I'm doing it all by myself here."

The clock strings indicate that this is normal. "Everyone is the same."

"You are different from me." The man next to the bed said, "You have friends who care about you."

Zhong Xian was silent for a moment, glanced at the black chicken soup on the cabinet, and asked the man in the next bed. "Would you like some? It's still hot. I really don't have an appetite."

"You can't do without eating in the morning." The man in the next bed picked up the bowl of soup and looked at it, as if he understood what Zhong Xian was thinking, and said, "The restaurant makes such a good soup. Your friend is also hardworking. Just eat it."

"no appetite."

The man laughed: "Psychological effect. This soup is very good. Of course, it also depends on what you think, and who you compare it with. This is how I see it. It is also a bowl of soup. Why is the effect so good? There is a difference. Because some people think from their own point of view; some people think from your point of view. So your feelings will be very different."

Zhong Xian didn't fully understand what the man said, or he didn't quite agree with it.

"Brother, you are quite philosophical. Which of my two friends do you think makes me more comfortable?"

"Of course you know. Is Deng Yi busy today? I thought I'd see him in the morning."

"You know his name?"

"We know each other." The man in the next bed shook his phone, "He left me your number when he asked me to take care of you. The doctor only treated you for alcoholism, but he asked you to have a brain examination. He More careful than a doctor—you did have some problems with your brain examination, so you can live with me in the brain ward as a patient. I also have brain problems. I was injured before."

"He asked for the inspection on his own initiative?" Zhong Xian looked at the man blankly.

"It will cost a lot of money. You have such a caring friend. Ordinary friends can't do this."

Zhong Xian was silent for a moment, then said perfunctorily, "He will take care of people."

"Not necessarily." The man next to the bed said, "He is the young master who has never taken care of anyone since he was a child. He was taken care of by others before."

"You know that well?"

"You fell asleep for a day. He chatted with me for a day. He asked me how to take care of the patient, but he didn't need me to teach him. He turned over and rubbed you every once in a while, all because of his heart. Are you Let’s be young, this kind of feeling is very rare.”

Zhong Xian was in a daze.

"That friend just now obviously cared about you too. This shows that you have charisma." Zhong Xian didn't listen to the compliment of the man in the next bed.He was full of thoughts about why Deng Yi did that.

"However, I think your friend today is different from Deng Yi..." the man in the next bed continued. "After I got a brain injury, I always look at people in two extremes, good and bad."

Zhong Xian came back to his senses, and said in harmony: "When I was watching anime, I realized that people are divided into good and bad. There is no such thing as good or bad. It depends on whether you are forced into it."

Men disagree: "There is a difference in essence."

"Who can open someone's heart and see the essence? People who treat you badly are not necessarily bad in nature, they just don't care about you. People who are good to you may not be good only to you, he may just be used to it. "

The man tilted his head and looked at Zhong Xian, dazzled by this point of view. "You say that, it's not fair to Deng Yi."

"Deng Yi may be an exception. Is it stupid to do so much when others don't know?"

"Don't you know now?" the man laughed.

"If the other party will never know. What's the point of these efforts."

Zhong Xian thought that his cell phone had been turned to silent, it must be Deng Yi.Deng Yi found him on the side of the road (or knew he was there), took him to the hospital, and took care of him.In fact, Deng Yi didn't have to do these things, he could contact Dake to get rid of the trouble.But he didn't.

Zhong Xian turned on the phone.Seeing the money transferred to Deng Yi yesterday, the other side never received it.

Zhong Xian sent a message from WeChat to remind him to collect the money.Deng Yi still didn't move.

"Will he come today?" The man in the next bed asked, staring at Zhong Xian.

Bell shook his head. "He won't come." I thought for a while.look at each other. "Dude, please do me a favor."

53

At 10:30 in the morning, when Zhong Xian finished hanging the first bottle, a young man in his early twenties wearing a white sportswear brought a bag into the ward, called Zhong Xian by name, and took out three bottles from the bag. An exquisite lunch box is placed on the cabinet next to his hospital bed.

"I didn't order takeaway." Zhong Xian said.He immediately recognized the thermos.

The boy left without saying anything.

In the afternoon, another meal was delivered.The lunch box was changed.

Although Zhong Xian eats comfortably.But my heart is not very happy, like grass growing.

At night, Deng Yi finally appeared.Before he entered the ward, he was stopped by the nurse and brought to the office to tell about Zhong Xian's condition.The man in the next bed was going through the discharge procedures at that time, and he seemed elated when he saw Deng Yi.And rushed back to the ward before Deng Yi to inform Zhong Xian.

"He's here." The man blinked at Zhong Xian, "You lost the bet."

"Not necessarily." Zhong Xian pretended to close his eyes and rest. "If he is willing to stay, you will win."

"You must lose." The man said and sat back on his bed. "You don't know your friends well enough."

Zhong Xian closed his eyes and did not speak.

The door of the ward was opened.

I heard Deng Yi and the man in the next bed say