Yizhi

Yi Jin has been very busy these days.

Recently, the economy has been unstable, and the foreign environment has been particularly turbulent, and the country has also been implicated. Yi Jin's foreign trade company has been greatly affected.I couldn't close my eyes last night, and I was busy 24 hours a day, so I was able to catch my breath until [-] pm today.On the way home, Yi Jin took a few mouthfuls of pasta. When he got home, he didn't have the strength to climb the stairs, so he threw himself on the bed in the guest room and slept until midnight.

The door just opened a crack, and the conversation between the two people on the sofa in the living room rang in my ears.

Song Yezhi said that he is not afraid of liking boys.Said that his love can be very real, for a long time.

Yi Jin held his head all night, delirious.Turning his neck around, in the darkness, he looked back and forth with his head covered, before weighing the seriousness of the matter clearly.

gay?

Yi Jin scratched her hair hard, cursed secretly, and was stunned.

She stood there for a long time, and when the two people outside the door were silent, she raised her breath and closed the door without a sound.Fell into bed, turned on the phone, opened the address book, couldn't fall asleep anymore, and forgot about being hungry.

The next day, in the twilight of the morning, Song Yezhi got up earlier than Aunt Li and occupied the kitchen and dining room.

Yi Jin fell asleep at three or four in the morning, and walked out of the guest room at six or seven o'clock, looking for water in the kitchen.

"Ono, get up so early, isn't there class at nine o'clock?"

Song Yezhi turned around and called out, "Sister."

"I got up when I couldn't sleep." He asked, "Sister-in-law, do you want millet porridge with eggs or bread with bacon?"

"I will eat what you eat."

Yi Jin took a few extra glances, and wondered, "Is there still hot milk and honey water?"

Song Yezhi made a few more glasses and nodded: "My uncle had a drink last night, so drinking this in the morning should make you feel better."

"Xiao Wei?" Yi Jin's mind became clear, and the memories of last night flooded in.

Song Yezhi stopped, turned around and asked her uncertainly: "Is it going to be better? I heard that too."

Yi Jin looked at Song Yezhi carefully adjusting the sweetness, and then looked at the row of glasses that people could choose from, and smiled, all worries piled up in the fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

"Yes," she said.

After a while, Yi Qingwei came downstairs, lowered his head, busy buttoning the buttons with both hands.He planned to stay in the bar all night yesterday, but was disturbed by Shen Le.I woke up this morning, even though I said I would change shifts, after thinking about it, I decided to get up and go to work.

Yi Jin and Song Yezhi were sitting at the dining table, chatting and having breakfast, when they heard the sound, they both turned their heads to look.

"Pack up and come over for breakfast," Yi Jin said.

"no appetite."

"Millet porridge, honey water, for hangovers—you're not drunk, so roll over and eat before you leave." Yi Jin didn't lift her eyes after finishing a series of words.

Yi Qingwei gave Song Yezhi, who was biting a fork silently, his eyes, and walked over.

"Why am I porridge and you are meat."

"Sorry to ask why. Shaking your stomach, it's full of alcohol, what kind of meat are you eating?" Yi Jin said, "Xiao Ye specially boiled it for you, shut up and eat, and drink a cup of hot food after eating."

The knives and forks in the hands of the two people on the opposite side were clinking, and Yi Qingwei was also obsessed with hitting the porcelain bowl with the spoon, and the table was very lively.The porridge was boiled soft and sticky, it melted in the mouth, and Yi Qingwei filled an extra bowl.

"Uncle."

"Ok?"

"I don't want to go to cram school anymore."

Yi Qingwei looked at him: "Why?"

Facing Zhou Yeshan, no matter how close he is or not, just meeting each other is enough to make Song Yezhi embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"I can learn by myself."

Seeing that Song Yezhi couldn't explain why, Yi Qingwei continued, "Go back and discuss it with Uncle Song."

"...I don't want to go home either."

It was Yi Qingwei's turn to be speechless.

He didn't seem to ask why just now, he was afraid that Song Yezhi would not stay after asking.

Yi Qingwei said: "Okay, I'll go back after the winter vacation."

Song Yezhi's eyes lit up: "I'll go to the hospital to deliver your meals at noon." His voice was a little lower, but his emotions were not low, "Is it okay?"

Yi Qingwei bent his head and kept drinking porridge: "Okay."

Yi Jin watched the two go back and forth in silence, and as an outsider, slowly swallowed the last sip of mellow milk and exhaled.

She nailed something.

Song Yezhi never liked to laugh, but because Yi Qingwei often had a smile on his face, he also thought it was good to laugh.Song Yezhi never liked to deal with people, but because Yi Qingwei was very popular, he also felt that the communication was very good.

Just like this time, when Duan Cheng came out of the office and bumped into him, he immediately waved: "Xiao Song, have you been here so often during this time?"

Song Yezhi: "It's vacation, I have a lot of free time."

Duan Cheng looked into his hand: "What does Xiao Yi eat today?"

"Twice-cooked pork, soy bamboo shoots, do you want to try it?" Song Yezhi said, holding one of the lunch boxes to him.

While speaking, Duan Cheng had already buttoned a row of buttons on his white coat.

"I've already eaten." He patted him on the shoulder and whispered to him, "Your uncle has hidden chocolates in the drawer, don't leave one for him when he leaves later."

Song Yezhi laughed.

Before leaving, Duan Cheng did not forget to tell him: "Don't tell him I said it!"

Laughing and socializing are not bad, but Song Yezhi is not necessary.Yi Qingwei changed him subtly, and the happiness that Song Yezhi got after the change was extra, and the extra was gifted by the luck of meeting Yi Qingwei.

He counted and pondered, and there was one more legitimate reason to like him.

No snow, no rain, no wind, this winter is freezing, dry and cold.

Song Yezhi stood by the window with a chocolate in his mouth. There was frost on the window, and he wrote in a breath.

He stroked the lower part of the character "Qing" gracefully vertically, covering half the length of the window.

"What are you doing writing so arrogantly?"

Yi Qingwei's voice sounded behind him, and Song Yezhi trembled, his first reaction was to erase the words.But you have seen it all, and doing too much is just trying to cover it up.

He rubbed his index finger, and returned to the chair as if nothing had happened: "Uncle, you are really the last one to eat every day."

Hearing this, Yi Qingwei bowed to him in a coat, "Wait a long time."

Song Yezhi lifted the lid of the lunch box leisurely, and asked, "Have you seen Jin Yong again?"

Yi Qingwei approached and asked, "Steal my chocolate and eat it?"

Song Yezhi closed his mouth tightly, then smacked his thin lips, opened them slightly and said, "How do you know?"

Yi Qingwei couldn't help laughing and pinched his chin.

"It's none of your business, you threw the paper on the table." It was too cute, so he added, "Fool."

Song Yezhi also smiled, and his eyes became shallow slits.

"Any plans for today?"

"I did my homework all morning."

"Yes, have you finished your homework for the winter vacation? School will start soon."

"It didn't take long for the vacation to finish."

When Song Yezhi opened the lunch box, he didn't control his strength well, and the juice bounced onto his collar.He looked down, completely soaked, with no chance of salvation.

"It's over, grandpa will nag me again when he sees it."

"Grandpa saw it? Are you going home today?"

"Come back tomorrow, but I should sleep in the alley today." Song Yezhi said, "Grandpa and Grandpa Yi made an appointment to go fishing in the afternoon, and they insisted on taking me with them so that I could paint for them. Last year I wanted to drag me, this year Didn't escape."

"Haven't you gone out to play since the holiday?"

"No."

Without Zhao Huan and Song Yezhi, no one would wind up Song Yezhi.

"That's no wonder Uncle Song, who wants to pull you when they meet."

Yi Qingwei thought about it.

"Did you quarrel with Zhou Yeshan?"

Song Yezhi lifted his spirits and asked, "Why?"

That's it.

Yi Qingwei was suddenly very strange, or he had always been very strange, it was hard to believe that Song Yezhi, who was under his nose every day, fell in love with someone whose name he had never heard of.

"Don't you ask someone you like out to play?"

he asked.

Song Yezhi was stunned.

"Shouldn't it be because he wants to stay with him every day? Why are you staying at home." Yi Qingwei buried his head and kept picking up vegetables, seemingly focusing on eating.

"……Yes I do."

So I mustered up the courage to say no to going home.

So I volunteered to deliver meals every day.

Hearing his words, Yi Qingwei shook his head again: "Forget it, no, study is important, okay?"

Song Yezhi: "...OK."

Not long after Song Yezhi left, Duan Cheng came in.

"Xiao Song is back?"

"Well, I just left."

"What happened to the few months when he didn't come, and it continued recently."

Duan Cheng was talking about the two months in the swamp that upset Yi Qingwei during the days from Chen Hanyu to Zhou Yeshan.

"There is time for winter vacation."

"Oh."

Hearing this answer, Duan Cheng also remembered that he had asked Song Yezhi the same question just now.

He was funny: "Little nephew comes once, and your photos will have to be cleaned for a while."

Yi Qingwei looked up, puzzled: "What do you mean?"

There are profiles and photos of doctors in every department in the hospital, including interns, all placed in glass boxes and placed at the entrance of the corridor.

Duan Cheng met him once.

At noon that day, the corridor was empty.He came down from the fourth floor, and saw Song Yezhi standing in front of the photo wall in the cracks of the stairs.After concentrating on it for a while, he stretched his sleeves to wipe the mottled transparent glass window.

Then, on the whole side, only Yi Qingwei's ID photo became brand new.

There was that time, Duan Cheng would pay attention to it every day when he passed by.

Always.

Only the days when Song Yezhi was absent had been stained and dusted.

"I watched it for you just now, and it's brightened again!" Duan Cheng followed happily.

Yi Qingwei ignored him, stood up and walked out quickly.

There are a bunch of blue and blue staff photos, and there are people coming and going, but I don't see a few people who can stop.

Yi Qingwei stood silently, in a trance, for a moment, as if standing on the playground of No. [-] Middle School, the sky was raining, and on the bright red honor roll, Song Yezhi's unsmiling face was framed in the red background, looking at him peacefully and distantly.

Itching, sweetness, uneasiness, everything, all kinds, rippling from the bottom of his heart, passing through his chest, passing through his throat, he smelled the fragrance and saw the possibility of beauty.

Same move, same stupidity.

Song Yezhi.

Yi Qingwei called this name in his heart.

When he looked at himself, there must have been light in his eyes.

When he was close to himself, there was no gap.

The doubts of the past turned into bubbles, which are about to burst, and the real chapter will be revealed.

Yi Qingwei felt and intercepted the thoughts whizzing through his mind.

Jumping wildly, extremely nervous.

He grabbed something.

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I just found out today that two words in chapter 45 were blocked, so I went to add a dividing line. (Or do you mean that when you watched it, you all guessed eight｜nine is close to ten...?