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After finishing the phone call with Bai Chong, Song Wenran didn't fall asleep either. He lay on the sofa with his eyes open, thinking wildly, when he suddenly heard the door of Wen Wenyao's room opened, and someone came out of it.

Song Wenran looked over and barely recognized Wen Wenyao in the darkness.

Wearing cotton pajamas, Wen Wenyao walked towards the balcony through the living room, and suddenly heard Song Wenran calling him from the sofa: "Brother?"

He was startled, stopped and looked over, and said, "I haven't slept yet."

Song Wenran said, "I can't sleep." He sat up with one hand supporting his body, and asked him, "Why don't you sleep?"

Wen Wenyao said: "The brat is snoring while sleeping, I want to strangle him to death." After speaking, he opened the sliding door of the balcony and went out.

Wen Wenyao stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette for himself, and soon Song Wenran put on his coat and followed him, standing beside him.

"Why can't you sleep? You drank a lot tonight, aren't you sleepy?" Wen Wenyao asked with a cigarette between his fingers.

Song Wenran leaned against the concrete fence of the balcony, and said, "I get excited after drinking, and it's hard to sleep."

Wen Wenyao said: "That means I didn't drink enough."

The wind at night was a bit cool, and the originally hazy drowsiness was blown further away. Song Wenran was fully awake and looked into the distance.

Although setting off fireworks and firecrackers is strictly prohibited in the city, you can still see the wonderful scene of fireworks bursting in the distance, and even faintly hear the sound of firecrackers.

It's the New Year now, Song Wenran took a deep breath and asked Wen Wenyao: "Brother, are you not going to get married?"

Wen Wenyao didn't look at him, and replied lazily: "Who said that?"

Song Wenran propped his face with his left hand, "I don't know, it's just a feeling. What if I say I don't plan to get married?"

Wen Wenyao glanced at him upon hearing this, "Why?"

Song Wenran looked into the distance and said softly, "I may not like women."

Wen Wenyao felt a sudden gust of cold wind blowing on his face, he raised his hand and pressed Song Wenran's shoulder, "What are you talking about?"

Song Wenran actually didn't want to come out to his family at this time, but the phone call with Bai Chong tonight made him a little confused. No matter whether he could get together with Bai Chong in the end, he was very sure that he would not be with a woman. Together.So in the dead of night, when only he and Wen Wenyao were together, I couldn't help but want to confide my heart to him.

The two of them are biological brothers connected by the blood of the same father and mother.

"I discovered it a long time ago. I don't think I like women," Song Wenran said calmly. He tried to think that he would not be accepted by Wen Wenyao, but whether he accepted it or not would not make a big difference to his life. Impact.After all, he is already an adult, they are brothers, but they are independent individuals.

Wen Wenyao felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, he said: "You have never been in love with a woman, do you know that you don't like women?"

Song Wenran smiled, "Because I have never been attracted to a woman, how can I fall in love?"

Wen Wenyao immediately asked back: "Have you ever been attracted to a man?"

Song Wenran was silent for a while, then nodded.

The cigarette in Wen Wenyao's hand was about to burn out, a long strand of ash fell down and brushed against his fingers, burning him.He put out the cigarette and asked Song Wenran, "Are you serious?"

Song Wenran said: "I'm serious. Do you object?"

Wen Wenyao did not answer immediately, but thought for a while before saying: "I have no right to object. In fact, I don't think anyone has the right to object, including your parents. Of course, you only have your mother now."

Song Wenran was not completely relieved by his answer, but asked again: "Then do you think I'm a pervert?"

Wen Wenyao just felt like he was being pricked by a needle. He suddenly remembered Bai Yangyu. During the days when they were together, he often said that Bai Yangyu was a little pervert, and it was nothing to chase after men.His words were not serious, but Bai Yangyu might still be hurt by his poking.

He didn't know how Song Wenran was feeling when he asked this sentence today, but he had no reason to be sad because of the word "abnormal", he gathered the soot that fell on the concrete fence together with his fingers, and answered Song Wenran after a while: "No, you It's my brother, not a pervert."

Song Wenran breathed a sigh of relief. He put his head on the fence in front of his arms, feeling sore in his heart, and even wanted to hug Wen Wenyao beside him.But he knew that Wen Wenyao would definitely push him away, so he just lay on his stomach and looked at the New Year's night sky in the distance.

-

The new year passed quickly, Bai Ziqi and Bai Yangyu's schools started successively, and Song Wenran's shoulder strap was finally able to be removed.

The feeling of sudden relaxation after being imprisoned for a long time made Song Wenran feel that the energy in his whole body urgently needs to be released. He wished he could ask someone to play a game of basketball or punch him.

But the first thing he had to do was to go back to the hospital on a Monday to report to Bai Chong, although Bai Chong didn't ask or urge him to go back immediately.

Because there was no need to pick up Bai Chong, Song Wenran arrived at the hospital a little later that day. As soon as Bai Chong's secretary saw him, he said, "The dean said you're here, so go straight to his office."

Song Wenran nodded, and couldn't help feeling nervous when he walked to the door of Bai Chong's office. He took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Come in," Bai Chong's voice came out.

Song Wenran pushed the door open and went in. Bai Chong looked up from a pile of documents on the desk to look at him, then smiled and said, "You're back."

The two separated after Bai Chong sent him home last time, and this was the first time they met again, during which only Bai Chong called him on the New Year's day.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, Song Wenran still knew that he missed Bai Chong very much.He was hesitant about this relationship because of Bai Chong's past, but he didn't really kill his feelings for it.

Bai Chong put the documents aside, stood up, walked behind him and closed the office door, and then said, "I've been thinking, would you like to come back and continue this job?"

Song Wenran looked back at him, "There is always work and food."

Bai Chong walked up to him, looked at him gently for a while, and then seemed to make up his mind and said, "If you don't feel comfortable around me, I can arrange a job change for you. The hospital or the school can do it."

Song Wenran looked at him in surprise when he heard this.

Bai Chong said: "I didn't play hard to get you, I seriously want to respect your feelings."

Song Wenran lowered his head and asked, "Is Brother Zhang more competent as a driver than me?"

Bai Chong laughed, "Xiao Zhang is a nice person, but he is not good at driving by nature. It's not once or twice that he can't get out when he drives into an alley."

Song Wenran said: "Then let me do it."

"Okay," Bai Chong looked down at him, "As long as you want, you can do anything."

Song Wenran couldn't help taking a deep breath, he felt a little stuffy, Bai Chong spoke to him in such a low and gentle voice, every sentence sounded like love words.

Suddenly, Bai Chong reached out and grabbed his left wrist.

Song Wenran looked at it in astonishment, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Bai Chong didn't let it go, he grabbed the watch on Song Wenran's wrist with his fingers, and asked softly, "Did someone give it to you?"

Song Wenran asked strangely, "Why can't I buy it myself?"

Bai Chong said, "You won't buy these." He knew the brand of this watch, and he could guess the approximate price. It was not something Song Wenran would actively consume.

Song Wenran looked at the watch and said, "It's a gift from a friend."

Bai Chong didn't ask which friend it was, but said, "Do you like it?"

Song Wenran actually didn't care whether he liked it or not.He didn't hate Chen Jie, nor did he hate the gift Chen Jie gave him, but he couldn't accept Chen Jie's attitude that day, so this watch also seemed a bit hard to accept.

"After all, it's not cheap, so I'll wear it if my friend gives it to me," Song Wenran said.

Bai Chong said, "I'll give you a new one."

Song Wenran looked at him with an expression of disapproval, "I don't need these things, and I don't need an extra watch at home."

Bai Chong nodded helplessly, "I'm sorry, I'm just a little jealous, what do you mean a friend would give you such a gift?" He knew Song Wenran well, and knew that he would not easily accept such a valuable gift from a friend.

Song Wenran said, "It's just a friend."

Bai Chong heard that he refused to speak, so he didn't continue to ask, but said: "Okay, I understand."

When Bai Chong turned around and walked to his desk, Song Wenran suddenly said to him: "Are you also jealous?"

Bai Chong turned around and sat on the edge of the desk, "Why am I not jealous?"

"I just feel—" Song Wenran was half-speaking, but suddenly he couldn't speak.

Bai Chong said to him: "It's okay, you can tell me whatever you want."

Song Wenran lowered his head slightly, and said, "I just think you're a little cold."

Bai Chong was surprised when he heard this, "You think I'm cold?"

Song Wenran thought for a while, and changed a word to explain his opinion of Bai Chong, he said: "Or it's emotional indifference."

Bai Chong looked at him in astonishment, he never thought that one day he would get such an evaluation from Song Wenran.He stood up straight and wanted to ask why, but at this moment someone knocked on the door suddenly, interrupting their conversation.

Bai Chong glanced in the direction of the office door, but Song Wenran was already feeling the pressure, so he simply took this opportunity to walk over and open the door.

Standing outside the door was Bai Chong's secretary, followed by a woman.

The woman looked no more than 27 or [-] years old, tall, with a handsome face, and neatly cut short hair.

When Bai Chong's secretary saw Song Wenran coming to visit the door, he smiled at him and didn't care. He passed him and said to Bai Chong: "President Bai, Doctor Jian is here."

Bai Chong glanced at Song Wenran before saying to the secretary, "Please come in."

Song Wenran didn't say goodbye to Bai Chong, and went out directly bypassing them. When he just walked out of the door, he heard Bai Chong say to the woman: "Qin Yue, are you back?"

Song Wenran unconsciously turned his head to look at the woman named Jian Qinyue, and then really left.

Bai Chong invited Jian Qinyue in to sit down, and then called his secretary, "Go and help Song Wenran and Xiao Zhang handle the work handover. Xiao Zhang should go back to the logistics department temporarily, and Song Wenran will continue to come back and help me drive."

After the secretary agreed, he quickly withdrew to find Song Wenran.

Only then did Bai Chong smile at Jian Qinyue, "Welcome home."

-

After the department's ward rounds, Wen Wenyao was still looking through a patient's medical record at the nurse's station, and deliberately ordered the bed doctor to change the doctor's order for that patient.

The patient's situation was a bit troublesome, so Wen Wenyao was also very focused, flipping through the previous medical records page by page until he heard the director standing behind him calling his name: "Wen Yao."

Wen Wenyao immediately looked back, and the first thing he noticed was Jian Qinyue who was following behind the director.

The director said: "No need to introduce? Dr. Jian has just returned from Canada and will officially join our cardiology department starting today."

Jian Qinyue had already put on her white coat, she smiled and nodded at Wen Wenyao, "Wen Yao."

Before Wen Wenyao could speak, he heard footsteps coming hurriedly from the office, and then the loud voice of his classmate and colleague Liu Chong appeared in front of him, and said with a smile before him: "Jian Qinyue! You Finally home!"

Jian Qinyue waved to Liu Chong, then hugged him generously, then turned around, waiting for Wen Wenyao to express his opinion.

Wen Wenyao felt that all eyes were on him, as if he was the hero of this idol drama.The heroine on the opposite side looks not far from the appearance before leaving, but something seems different again.He smiled frankly and held out his hand to her, "Welcome back."

Because of Jian Qinyue's appearance, the entire atmosphere in the department today is a little restless.

The nurses at the nurse station were all whispering, discussing that Director Wen's girlfriend had returned from abroad, and that Wen Wenyao had not been married or in love for so many years and was just waiting for this girlfriend to come back.

Only Wen Wenyao, who was in the center of the storm, was exceptionally silent and calm. When he was sitting alone in the office, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his chest. The heart beat there was very calm, as if he had already left Past emotions, become an outsider.

Wen Wenyao took out his mobile phone and couldn't resist opening a text message.This text message was sent to him by Bai Yangyu at twelve o'clock on the New Year's Eve. It only contained the words "Happy New Year" and nothing else.

Wen Wenyao deleted all the text messages before and after, but this one is the only one left, and I don't know what I want to miss.

From the day he drove Bai Yangyu out to now, this was the only contact between them.

After staring at the text message for a long time in a daze, Wen Wenyao suddenly realized that his mind was distracted. It was obviously Jian Qinyue who had returned, but his mind was still full of things with Bai Yangyu.He put the phone aside, opened the side drawer and found an old wallet at the bottom.The wallet hadn't been used for many years, it was empty, and there was only one photo left, which was a photo of him and Jian Qinyue.

He had quite a few photos of Jian Qinyue, and even after breaking up, he was reluctant to throw them away. When Jian Qinyue came back today, he suddenly pulled out that photo, lit a corner with a lighter, threw it into the ashtray and burned it.

In the evening, the Department of Cardiology had a departmental dinner, mainly to welcome the new Dr. Jian, and all except the on-duty doctor had to attend.

Bai Chong was also invited, and in order to show his importance to Jian Qinyue, he accepted the invitation.

In the afternoon, Song Wenran and Zhang Wu finished handing over the work, and accepted the car keys of Bai Chong's Hongqi car.

In the evening, he drove Bai Chong to dinner, and when the car was parked, Bai Chong asked him to go with him.

"I'll just eat something outside and wait for you," Song Wenran subconsciously refused.

Bai Chong opened the door and got out of the car, walked to the side of the driver's seat, stretched out his hand to open the front door, bent down and extended his hand to Song Wenran, making an inviting gesture.

This is not an underground parking lot, but an open-air parking lot where people come and go. Song Wenran was nervous and didn't dare to grab Bai Chong's hand, but he had to get out of the car first.

Bai Chong said, "You don't want to meet your brother's ex-girlfriend?"

"What?" Song Wenran was stunned.

Bai Chong smiled, "He didn't tell you? A couple of golden boys and girls in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine recognized by the whole hospital back then broke up because the girl went abroad to study. It's been several years ago."

Song Wenran immediately recalled the woman he saw at the door of Bai Chong's office, "Is that Jian Qinyue?"

Bai Chong said: "It's her. Your brother hasn't been in love or married for so many years, I guess he still can't let it go."

Song Wenran had never heard Wen Wenyao mention this matter, and at that moment he felt that Bai Chong's guess might be true.

Bai Chong said to him, "Come on, you want to see it too."

Song Wenran hesitated, seeing that Bai Chong was still standing there waiting for him, he could only nod, "Okay."

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