when you stare into the abyss

Wan Tong's mouth was tightly covered by Nie Zhiyan, and she couldn't utter a word. She looked at the other person's reddish and sullen face, her eyes rolled around.

The atmosphere was deadlocked.Fortunately, the patient in the next bed was transferred at noon, and there were only two of them in the room.

Nie Zhiyan exhaled heavily, even though she was prepared to face Zhao Yingying sooner or later, but Wan Tong's confession without warning made her start to hesitate and questioned immediately after.

I don't know whether the other party has heard the whole content or not, what should I do?

Deep in entanglement, Wan Tong, who was covered under his palm, smiled, and seemed to have no remorse. Nie Zhiyan thought to herself, if there was a linen bag next to her, she would definitely pack him up, drag him out and throw him away.

Getting more and more anxious...

Wan Tong was lying flat, Nie Zhiyan frowned and stared at her condescendingly. The tense situation was suddenly broken by a burst of gratified laughter from the microphone, followed by a sentence: "Didn't you tell her next week after Xiaoyan's birthday? Why? ? Can't bear it?"

Without the slightest anger, can't help it?Birthday?tell what?Nie Zhiyan thought subconsciously, and slightly relaxed the strength of his hands, Wan Tong escaped.She blinked, picked up the phone that fell aside and returned to Zhao Guoying: "Well, I don't want to hide it."

Hiding it?

In the short tens of seconds, Nie Zhiyan's heart was full of twists and turns, changing rapidly.

Wan Tong looked at the other party, not knowing where to start, so he pushed to the elder on the other end of the phone: "Mom, would you like to talk to Aunt Yan?"

Nie Zhiyan narrowed her eyes, took the phone, straightened up and retreated to the chair beside the bed to sit down.

The expression is inexplicably complicated.

"Xiaoyan."

"Miss Ying."

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly awkward.

"Comrade Xiao Wan likes you, I've known for a long time, and I support you." Wan Tong cheered for his mother in his heart.

Nie Zhiyan didn't know how to answer, so she raised her eyes and gave the person on the bed an angry look.

"She procrastinates, she likes someone but doesn't express it, she insists on making sure you like her too, so she delays for so long."

"Sister Ying." Nie Zhiyan bit her lips embarrassedly, and called her softly.Her chest was filled with bursts of softness. She was grateful to meet such an open-minded and kind family. She was grateful to meet and get to know Wan Tong.

The tip of her nose was inexplicably sore, and she looked tenderly at Wan Tong who had never looked away from her from the beginning to the end.

"Last week, she knew what you wanted, and she had to wait until you and Xiaolan's birthday to reveal it. I don't understand the romance of young people. Isn't this anxious to see you?"

"Mom!" The pit daughter was too obvious, Wan Tong yelled, and found that Nie Zhiyan's expression sank instantly, clutching his heart and daring not to speak.

A few seconds later, a woman's cold voice seemed to float out of her throat: "Well, I don't understand either."

Wan Tong swallowed, suddenly feeling bad.

Zhao Guoying exchanged some pleasantries, and Nie Zhiyan talked a little more than before. When she put down the phone, it was already about nine o'clock.She didn't speak, she just packed up the washing things she brought from home.

"Aunt Yan." Wan Tong said timidly.

"Ok?"

"I was wrong……"

Only then did Nie Zhiyan raise his eyes, and said in a neutral tone, "Really? What's wrong?"

"Shouldn't hide from you."

"So if I don't tell you at noon, you're going to keep it a secret until next Monday, aren't you?"

Wan Tong hurriedly explained: "Ah, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to give you a surprise." She pulled Nie Zhiyan's clothes and asked, "Are you still angry?"

Nie Zhiyan admitted that she was really angry when she first found out that Wan Tong planned to hide from her for such a long time. She couldn't sleep day and night, and the other party didn't put herself into consideration about the extremely entangled matter.

surprise?She was afraid that when the time came, she would be more frightened than surprised.

However, after listening to Zhao Yingying's talk about the girl's carefulness, and recalling the details of getting along with her, joy and emotion gradually filled my heart.

But I still decided to punish him a little, so with a stern face, I muttered, "The weekend sprouts and meat buns are gone."

"Ah? Buns?" Wan Tong realized the meaning of Nie Zhiyan's words, hugged her arm, and started howling, "Aunt Yan, I want to eat, I want to eat..."

The woman was disturbed by her, the corners of her lips curved up slightly, she held up the basin with her back to the bed, and responded: "Okay, you were alive and kicking on the first day of the operation, those who didn't know thought you were pretending to be sick and wanted to skip work." .”

"Oh, then I'm dizzy, my ears hurt, and I need meat buns to supplement my nutrition." Wan Tong lay down on the ground, playing a rogue.

Nie Zhiyan ignored her, took a thin towel, walked straight to the bathroom, and left a sentence before entering the door: "It depends on your performance."

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For the next two days, in order to eat steamed buns, Wan Tong was very obedient, lying on the hospital bed during the day, looking forward to the stars and the moon at dusk, looking forward to the arrival of her sweetheart. The sweetheart told her to go west, she would not go east; the sweetheart told her to sit down. , she won't lie down; if her sweetheart tells her to eat slowly, she won't gobble it up.

Nie Zhiyan stayed in the ward for the first two nights, and Zhao Yingying was replaced on Friday to let her go back to rest early, thinking about making sprouts and meat buns the next morning, the woman agreed.Before leaving, Wan Tong repeatedly reminded her to keep in touch, Zhao Yingying knew her daughter's consideration, and took the initiative to send Nie Zhiyan to the gate of the hospital to take a taxi.

The cold wind was blowing, and the younger man stood on the side of the road wearing a brown windbreaker and said, "Miss Ying, go back, there should be a car soon."

"I'll wait for you to get in the car before leaving." Zhao Yingying's brows have faded away from the heroic spirit of her youth. Although she still looks capable, she is much softer. She smiled and said, "Xiaoyan, Comrade Xiaowan and familiar people It’s all a little rough, and you have to take care of it in the future.”

Zhao Yingying suddenly mentioned Wan Tong, and Nie Zhiyan, who hadn't adapted, still blushed unavoidably, "Young people are energetic, it doesn't matter if they are a little skinny."

"Don't get used to her, you have to clean up when you need to."

He said as if he was going to marry his daughter soon.

Before Nie Zhiyan could say anything, a taxi stopped right in front of them.

"Go back, it's not safe to be alone at night, keep in touch with her."

"Sister Naying, I'm leaving first." Nie Zhiyan sat down and sat in the rear seat of the co-pilot.

Zhao Guoying wrote down the license plate number of the taxi before going to the inpatient department in peace.

In the ward, Wan Tong kept sending WeChat messages to the people in the car.

"Get in the car."

"Don't fall asleep."

"Ah."

"Aunt Yan, do you have buns for tomorrow?"

"There's not enough flour at home." Nie Zhiyan actually asked Nie Zhilan to buy a bag when she passed the small supermarket after get off work, but she couldn't help but say this.

"Oh, it's okay, you can eat next time, Aunt Yan, where are you?"

"The same light path."

"There's a good spicy crayfish on that street, let's go try it another day?" Wan Tong casually picked up topics to talk about in order not to let the other party fall asleep.

"it is good."

At this time, Zhao Guoying just entered the room and teased her: "Sure enough, I can't leave for a minute."

Wan Tong responded while chatting with Nie Zhiyan: "I still rely on your great help, Lao Zhao."

"Two days ago, when I needed it, I called my mother, but now I don't need it, and I call it old Zhao Lao Zhao."

"Doesn't this sound kind, do you think I will have a chance to call Aunt Yan Laoyan in the future?"

"You can try."

"really?"

"Then can I call you Miss Ying? Just like Aunt Yan."

"You can try it too." Zhao Guoying smiled subtly.

Wan Tong looked at the other party's cold eyes, a little timidly: "I dare not."

It was originally a cold room, but it was infected by the conversation between the mother and daughter, and it seemed to be slowly warming up.

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On Saturday, Nie Zhiyan woke up early, helped Nie Zhilan who was still sleeping on the sofa to tuck up the quilt, tiptoed to the kitchen, and closed the door behind her.

Self-raising flour, minced meat from the refrigerator and crushed rice sprouts, shallots, ginger.

She plans to fry the minced meat first.Chop the green onions and ginger, heat the oil to 5% heat, add the chopped ginger and chopped green onions and fry until fragrant, then add the minced meat prepared last night and fry until cooked, then add a packet of crushed rice sprouts and continue to stir well , sprinkle 10 grams of dark soy sauce, and shake 5 grams of sugar to enhance the taste before serving.

A plate of delicious sprouts and minced meat is placed on the cooking table for later use.

Then comes kneading and kneading.Nie Zhiyan took out a stainless steel basin, poured an appropriate amount of self-raising flour into it, and then stirred while adding warm water.After reconciling the dough, she was just starting to knead the dough when the notification sounded from the mobile phone next to her.

The woman wanted to hang up on the video invitation from Wan Tong, but unexpectedly, she clicked on it, and a small head appeared in front of her eyes.

"Good morning, Aunt Yan." As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Nie Zhiyan's good morning message. After washing up, she hurriedly clicked on the top profile picture, tentatively sending out a video invitation, not sure if the other party would agree.Unexpectedly, the gentle and beautiful face of the woman appeared on the screen.

"Good morning, I'm making breakfast, I'll hang up first."

"Aunt Yan, can I watch you make breakfast? Promise not to talk!"

Nie Zhiyan didn't nod, hesitated for a moment, and finally put the phone on the opposite locker, turned around and said softly, "I might not be able to see it."

"It's okay, you go and get busy." Wan Tong looked at the woman's busy back, and the smile deepened with slightly raised lips.

Kneading dough is a technical job, and it needs to be moderately strong. If it is too light, it will not achieve the effect, and if it is too heavy, it will damage the dough.Nie Zhiyan kneaded until the tissue was light and fluffy, and the dough had pores of uniform size, before stopping.

Then divide it into evenly sized doses, flatten the dough with the palm of your hand, and use a rolling pin to roll it into a round dough piece, thick in the middle and slightly thinner at the edge, and she rolls it one by one.

Occasionally, the back of the hand was lifted lightly inadvertently, touching the itchy skin next to the eyes from the broken hair.After the dough was ready, she turned her head to get the spare minced meat, but was stopped by the person in the video.

"Aunt Yan."

"Ok?"

"Come closer."

To avoid touching his body, Nie Zhiyan spread his hands, approached the phone, and nodded.

Wan Tong clearly saw that the woman's clean face was stained with some flour. Under the warm yellow kitchen lamp, it seemed to be shrouded in a halo, shining brightly. It was as if someone who was far away from home was standing in front of him.

He said softly, "In the corner of the right eye, there is flour."

The author has something to say: Okay, Wan Xiaotong opened up another side of Aunt Yan, don't forget that Aunt Yan is a Scorpio.Let's talk about love first, and some time to explore the case.

感谢在2020-05-2217:17:47~2020-05-2322:42:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 blue salt;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Zoyi;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xuan Na walked the flowery road together ~ 2; Uncle in Pants, Mu Chenyan, Noon Yihua, Yingza 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottle of yolo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!