Shaoguang night man

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"People in the Night" Author: Mori Yazaki

Copywriter:

[Calligraphy teacher attacked by doctor x]

When Huo Yuantian found the person he had a crush on, he found that not only had he lost his memory, but he also had a new boyfriend.

In letting the other party live a good life with the new boyfriend, and fighting for love,

Huo Yuantian chose the latter without hesitation.

Cheating in exchange for an attack essay, a short short story with [-] words.

Weibo: @伊文杰林

Content tags: urban love, special liking

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ye Zhiting, Huo Yuantian┃Supporting role: Song Shaoyan┃Others:

In a nutshell: I cheated.

Conception: It is wrong to deceive people.

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Chapter 1

Ye Zhiting finished his calligraphy class for the students of the Children's Palace, and was rushing to the hospital right now.

The scorching sun outside the classroom caused Ye Zhiting's face to turn red and his palms to sweat a lot.

He loves summer, but hates the day and only loves the night.He always felt that the night was gentler and warmer in the wind.Rushing over the ear, much like a lover whispering in the ear.

The hospital is not too far from the Children's Palace, a 15-minute walk.It only takes seven or eight minutes to run.

So Ye Zhiting rolled up the pen and paper with felt and ran all the way to the hospital gate.After entering the hospital, he stood at the registration window and slowed down for a few seconds before his breathing became more stable.

The girl in the window saw that Ye Zhiting had almost slowed down, so she said regretfully: "Now you are on lunch break, you can come to register later."

Ye Zhiting looked at his phone, it was exactly 11:30, no wonder there was no line at the registration window.

He nodded and asked, "When does the lunch break end?"

"To one."

Ye Zhiting thanked him and sat on a chair in the corridor.He originally wanted to go out for a meal, but he was too lazy to bother because he was not hungry.

At 12:30, Ye Zhiting received a WeChat message from Song Shaoyan.

Song Shaoyan asked him: [What did the doctor say? 】

Ye Zhiting replied unhurriedly: [The doctor is on lunch break and hasn't checked yet. 】

Song Shaoyan said again: 【Tell me after the inspection. 】

Ye Zhiting only replied "En", and put the phone into his trouser pocket.

Thinking about it carefully, he and Song Shaoyan have been dating for a year and a half.In this relationship, he was still the same as at the beginning, without any emotion.

Ye Zhiting wanted to tell Song Shaoyan more than once that we should break up!

But Song Shaoyan's eyes, and the meticulous care for him made him unable to stop saying this to Song Shaoyan.

But the better Song Shaoyan treats him, the heavier his burden will be.It is like a fish trying to swim upstream, but every day it is too late to go ashore, and it is swept back to the bottom of the sea by the waves.

Fortunately, Song Shaoyan went on a business trip this month, and Ye Zhiting's suppressed emotions suddenly dissipated.It will not be like before, after class, it will take a long time before I am willing to go home.

He really hoped that Song Shaoyan could come back later...

Although this idea is not very authentic, Ye Zhiting just couldn't help looking forward to it.

Ye Zhiting was thinking wildly in his seat, it was the old man next to him who asked him to put away his thoughts and come back to his senses.

The old man asked him: "Do you teach calligraphy?"

Ye Zhiting nodded.

Seeing that the old man wanted to read his handwriting, he opened the felt and put it in the old man's hand.

The paper in the felt is the student's homework that he collected, but he will write a word at the beginning of the paper for the students to follow.

The old man looked at it for a long time, with a smile on his face, and said leisurely: "It's well written, chic and vigorous, but well-written."

Ye Zhiting said thank you, and chatted with the old man without saying a word, all related to calligraphy.

As soon as people talk to the sky, they will feel that time passes quickly.

Ye Zhiting always felt that he had only chatted with the old man for 10 minutes, and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Zhiting asked the old man to sign up for the orthopedics department in front of him. After the old man finished registering, he said to the girl in the window, "Register the number of Director Li of the Brain Department."

"Director Li won't be seeing a doctor today." The girl shook her head at Ye Zhiting and said, "Why don't I call you Dr. Huo?"

Ye Zhiting said yes, then took the registration receipt, turned left and went upstairs to the brain department.He registered early in the afternoon and was Dr. Huo's first patient in the afternoon.

Standing outside the clinic door and knocking gently on the door, Ye Zhiting heard a "come in" from inside, and then opened the door and went in.

Walking into the consulting room, what fell into Ye Zhiting's eyes was the silhouette of Dr. Huo bending over to the water dispenser to receive water.

From Ye Zhiting's point of view, Dr. Huo's eyes are downcast, his nose is high, and he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which makes people feel indifferent.But the curvature of the corners of his lips was slightly raised, and it didn't look like he was inaccessible.

After Dr. Huo finished receiving the water, Ye Zhiting sat in front of Dr. Huo and handed over the medical records, saying, "Doctor, I've always had a headache recently."

When he finished speaking, he still didn't forget to glance at Dr. Huo's name card, which had three words written on it: Huo Yuantian.

Huo Yuantian looked down at the medical record and asked, "How long has it been in pain?"

"It's been more than a month." Ye Zhiting said, "I suffered a head injury before, and I lost more than half of my memory. At that time, Director Li performed the operation on me."

Only then did Huo Yuantian look up at Ye Zhiting and ask him the exact location of his injury.

Ye Zhiting pointed to the back of his head: "Here."

Huo Yuantian got up and walked around behind Ye Zhiting, and touched the back of Ye Zhiting's head with his broad palm: "Does it hurt to press it like this?"

Ye Zhiting shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Huo Yuantian said "En".

The deep voice came from behind itself, enveloping people like an invisible net from top to bottom.

At such a moment, Ye Zhiting began to panic, and hugged the blanket in his arms tighter and tighter.His heart was beating fast, completely out of control in front of the stranger he met for the first time, beating like crazy.

Feeling the stiffness of Ye Zhiting's whole body, Huo Yuantian said softly, "Don't be afraid, relax."

Ye Zhiting just agreed nicely, but his whole body was still like a plaster statue that couldn't move.

Huo Yuantian tried to relieve Ye Zhiting's tension, put his eyes on the felt in Ye Zhiting's arms, and asked, "You learn calligraphy?"

"It's for calligraphy." Ye Zhiting looked back at Huo Yuantian.

Their eyes met so suddenly that Huo Yuantian had no time to avoid his eyes and meet his eyes.He looked into Ye Zhiting's eyes like this, as if he saw a summer night.

Dark and gentle.Charming and good looking.

Ye Zhiting was the first to be defeated by this silent stare at each other. He looked away and lowered his head without saying a word.

Huo Yuantian didn't move, his eyes didn't move.After a few seconds of silence, he moved his Adam's apple and asked in a low voice, "Did we meet somewhere?"

Ye Zhiting's heart was still beating wildly, and his brain was also hot.He even felt that Huo Yuantian's whispered inquiry was the evening wind in summer.The wind is warm, brushing against the ear, much like a lover whispering in the ear.

Chapter 2

Ye Zhiting froze suddenly, he opened his mouth but couldn't find his own voice.When Huo Yuantian repeated "have we met somewhere?" in his ear, he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly replied: "I haven't."

At the end, I added another sentence: "Should... I probably haven't seen it, I have lost my memory."

I mean, even if I saw it, I don't remember it.

After hearing this, Huo Yuantian just said: "En."

The word "en" made Ye Zhiting a little embarrassed, and couldn't help being cautious.

Huo Yuantian's hand was still on the back of Ye Zhiting's head, he smiled lightly, and emphasized again: "Relax."

Then he moved his hand up slightly, pressed a few times at a different angle, and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

"It hurts a bit." Ye Zhiting frowned and said.

Huo Yuantian withdrew his palm and said to Ye Zhiting: "Go and take a film, and bring it to me when the film comes out."

Ye Zhiting nodded, and was about to run out holding the blanket in his hand.

Huo Yuantian raised his eyebrows, feeling that Ye Zhiting didn't welcome him in this room.He had long legs and big strides. He took a step forward and hooked Ye Zhiting's back collar with his hands.

"Wait." He said to the back of Ye Zhiting's neck, the warm breath surrounded Ye Zhiting's neck like a hazy mist.

Ye Zhiting shrunk his neck subconsciously, turned around and looked at Huo Yuantian with puzzled eyes: "What's the matter? Didn't you let me take a film?"

Huo Yuantian nodded his chin towards Ye Zhiting's arms, and his eyes fell on the felt in his arms: "Put the things in the house, and it's not troublesome to hold them."

Ye Zhiting said "ah", he put the blanket on the table beside him, thanked him and ran out.

The felt was previously rolled into a roll and immediately flattened on the table.The students' homework inside came into view, Huo Yuantian picked up one and looked at it.

The characters at the beginning are vigorous and beautiful, and the strokes are elegant and free. It should be written by Ye Zhiting at the beginning for the students to proofread.As for the students' handwriting, the fonts are clear and still in the stage of imitation, but they are neat and neat, which is cute.

Finally, he picked up the work card wrapped in felt, on which was a one-inch photo of Ye Zhiting.It can be seen that Ye Zhiting took this photo at a much younger age than he is now, with neat short hair and a face as big as a palm, he looks like a minor.

pretty cute...

Huo Yuantian thought so, and turned his attention to the side again.On the right side of the one-inch photo is printed the word name, followed by Ye Zhiting's name written with a black carbon pen.

Different from brush calligraphy, Ye Zhiting's calligraphy with carbon pens is too casual, but still beautiful.It reminded him of a beautiful puppet cat stretching its waist and yawning in the sun, leisurely and lazy.

In the past, someone wrote a note to him with such words, and said to him: Come on, you have done nothing wrong.

The font is almost the same as Ye Zhiting's, also like a kitten, leisurely and lazy.

On the other side, Ye Zhiting was waiting for the film in the hospital corridor.The phone in his pocket vibrated again, and it took him half a minute to take it out of his pocket.

Looking down, it really was Song Shao