Marry for a long time

At the door, he helped Lu Mintong warm his face before watching him leave.

Lu Mintong's tall and slender figure appeared lonely and cold in the white snow, unexpectedly matching the aura around him, like a simple black and white painting, with an inherent sense of distance.

It wasn't until the other party disappeared from sight that Lin Zhifei slowly looked away, raised his hand and rubbed his face, and began to doubt his life, why didn't he find Lu Mintong before...even his back is so pretty.

Back in the room, Lin Zhifei turned on the computer and chatted privately with Mu Sen. He had already made up his mind to draw comics on another platform when the contract expired.

After chatting for a while, he made an appointment with Mu Sen to meet in the afternoon the day after tomorrow. In the morning, he was going to the hospital to get his medical report, so he made an appointment to meet at a coffee shop not far from the hospital.

Although it didn't snow that day, the ground was slippery and his driving skills were unstable, so he was not suitable for riding a battery car.

He deliberately avoided the rush hour for work, and did not take a ride with Lu Mintong, so he dawdled at home for a while before going out.

It was past nine o'clock when I arrived at the hospital. Lin Zhifei went to get the report. All the physical indicators were normal. Except for minor ailments such as cold and fever, he was still in good health.

He put the report in his backpack with satisfaction, and was about to leave the hospital when he glanced at the elevator next to him. He stopped and walked towards the elevator entrance in a mysterious way. He didn't wake up until the elevator door opened on the third floor. Looking down at the smooth and clean marble floor, he couldn't help but sigh in distress.

He ran up again.

Why can't I control my legs...

Lin Zhifei didn't tell Lu Mintong that he would come to the hospital today. He thought that he didn't need to tell him such a trivial matter, but now... he's in the human department. What should he say when he meets him?

He sat on a seat by the side of the corridor, wrinkling his face in thought.

Come to get the medical report, and then... drop by?

From the first floor to the third floor, it's not a smooth path at all.

On a whim, go upstairs to see you?

I can see it when I get home at night, and I don’t need to worry about it for a while, but it seems like it’s something to say it like this...

After thinking for a while, I couldn't come up with the correct wording.

He simply gave up, got up and walked inside.

Regardless of him, it's not in vain to come up, and... I just wanted to see him.

Lin Zhifei wandered around like a headless chicken as soon as he entered, and was confused by the closed door on the left for a while, and couldn't help asking the nurse where Lu Mintong's office was.

The nurse recognized him, pointed at him and said in surprise, "Aren't you the handsome guy who delivered meals to Dr. Lu two days ago?"

As soon as Lin Zhifei heard the last few words, he grinned uncontrollably, and admitted with some embarrassment: "Yes, it's me, handsome guy."

The nurse covered her mouth and laughed: "You are so funny, thank you for the biscuits, they are delicious." After she finished speaking, she pointed Lin Zhifei in the direction of Lu Mintong's office, and said, "Dr. Wait for him in the office."

After Lin Zhifei thanked him, he walked to Lu Mintong's office, opened the door and subconsciously glanced at the environment inside, it was very clean and tidy, even the items on the table were neatly arranged, and a black woolen coat hung on the wall .

The temperature in the room was a bit high, and as soon as he entered the room, he could feel the heat blowing in his face. He closed the door and sat obediently on the chair beside the desk, not daring to mess with the things on the desk. He folded his hands on the edge of the desk, He stared helplessly at the door, waiting for someone to come back.

I don't know how long he waited, he moved his arm unconsciously, his eyes fell on the document next to his hand, he didn't dare to pick it up, he just leaned his head and carefully glanced at the writing on it, but after reading it for a long time, he couldn't make out what was written on it. what was written.

It's so scribbled it's almost impossible to write.

But Lu Mintong's handwriting was not like this when he was in middle and high school. He had won the first prize in the provincial calligraphy competition before, so why did he become like this?

Lin Zhifei reluctantly picked it up and put it in front of his eyes to distinguish carefully, as if he had presbyopia, he got very close, but after reading it for a long time, he only understood one sick word.

Thinking of the doctor's handwriting that was ridiculed on the Internet before, he couldn't help but sigh for a long time. Lu Mintong's handwriting was so beautiful before, smooth and flowing, strong and powerful, but now, hey, time is not spared...

Just as he was sighing secretly, a child's voice suddenly came from outside the door, apologizing in tears: "Father Lu, I was wrong, I will never be naughty again, I'm sorry..."

Lin Zhifei was stunned for a moment, put the document in his hand back to the distance, and followed the sound to look at the door. Just as he saw it, the door opened. Lu Mintong walked in with a little boy. The boy was about ten years old. Wearing plaster, with a pitiful expression on his face.

When Lu Mintong opened the door, he saw Lin Zhifei sitting at the desk. He was surprised for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lin Zhifei reflexively propped himself up on the table and stood up, being watched by Lu Mintong and the little boy, especially the little boy, with tears in his eyes but a curious look, he became uncomfortable: "I, I'll come and get Medical report."

Lu Mintong let go of the little boy's hand, turned around and closed the door, and then walked over, standing still in front of the desk, separated from Lin Zhifei by a desk, with a smile on his handsome eyes: "Your medical report is not with me. "

Lin Zhifei said in embarrassment: "No... I have already got it, I just came to see you, the nurse said you were doing ward rounds, and asked me to come here and wait."

Lu Mintong looked back at the little boy, and then said to Lin Zhifei, "You wait here first."

Lin Zhifei nodded, sat silently on the chair next to him, and witnessed a lecture with his own eyes.

It was the first time he saw Lu Mintong so gentle and patient, speaking softly but without losing majesty, finally the little boy wiped his tears with his left hand, and said with a choked voice: "Father Lu, I was wrong, I will never bully you again. Xiao Hao, he is younger than me, I should let him, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

Lu Mintong bent down and patted his head, then reached into the pocket of his white coat with his right hand and took out two fruit candies, put them in the child's palm, and smiled warmly: "If you know your mistakes, correct them or be a good boy, be more obedient in the future, huh? "

After sending the child back to the ward, when Lu Mintong reappeared in the office, Lin Zhifei had already recovered from the surprise, but seeing the other party's cold face, he couldn't help complaining. This difference in treatment is really...too much.

Lu Mintong picked up the cup on the table, leaned against the desk, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then said softly, "How's the result of the physical examination?"

"Everything is normal and there is nothing wrong with it." Lin Zhifei said as he opened the backpack in his arms, took out the medical examination report from it, and asked, "Do you want to read it?"

Lu Mintong responded, and Lin Zhifei stood up and walked over to hand it to him, saying, "I'm going to meet with the editor this afternoon to discuss the signing, and it's at a coffee shop nearby."

Lu Mintong's eyes fell on the report sheet, carefully browsing through the results, and casually replied: "Well, let's have a good chat."

Lin Zhifei stood in front of him, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Can we have dinner together at noon?" After he finished speaking, he felt inexplicably embarrassed, and opened his mouth to explain, "I happened to have an appointment with Mumu nearby. I won't go home for lunch at noon, I just want to have a meal with us..."

"Okay, let's have dinner together." Lu Mintong raised his eyes, with a strong smile in his dark eyes, returned the medical report to him, raised his hand and touched his head, with slightly curved lips, "Why are you so proactive today? ?”

Lin Zhifei struggled and said, "I didn't take the initiative, it just happened... Shall I treat you?"

Comrade Lu Min said, "No, I'm treating you." After he finished speaking, he smiled to himself, and looked at Lin Zhifei meaningfully, "You've taken the initiative, so I should show it."

Lin Zhifei stayed in the office for a while, and when it was time for dinner, the two went out of the hospital to eat together.

In a restaurant not far away, while waiting for the food to be served, Lin Zhifei held his chin in a daze, and then remembered Lu Mintong talking to the child. He raised his eyes to look at him, and asked softly, "Brother Tong, why are you treating the child like that?" Are you patient?"

Lu Mintong picked up the kettle and poured a cup of warm water, put the cup in front of Lin Zhifei, and said softly, "Is there any?"

Lin Zhifei nodded heavily, and said without thinking, "Being more patient than me."

He still remembers the scene where Lu Mintong gave him extra lessons.

His face is expressionless and unsmiling, especially when he gets more than half of a test paper wrong, his expression can shock people so that their brains go blank and they cannot function.

Where is it like treating that child, with a gentle voice, making people feel like a spring breeze, and their favorability has skyrocketed.

Lu Mintong seemed a little surprised: "You think I'm impatient with you?"

Asked in such an unclear tone, Lin Zhifei hesitated immediately, and immediately changed his words: "No, just a little..."

Lu Mintong narrowed his eyes and didn't make a sound.

The atmosphere became weird, Lin Zhifei carefully glanced at the other person's expression, seeing that he didn't seem to feel that he was impatient, and now he was embarrassed, he calmed down his breath, and tentatively asked: "Brother, why don't you talk?"

Lu Mintong suddenly smiled, raised his eyelids, and locked him in his eyes: "Lin Zhifei."

Lin Zhifei's breath was stagnant, and he subconsciously shouted: "Yes."

"You're right, I really don't have much patience." Lu Mintong showed no extra expression on his face, and his tone was flat as usual, but Lin Zhifei was so frightened that the hairs all over his body exploded, and he immediately entered a state of high alert.

Lu Mintong lowered his eyebrows, smiled lowly, and said in a self-deprecating tone, "I've been waiting for you for more than a year, since you know I'm so impatient, can you ask me not to wait?"