Rebirth promises you to love

On the operating table today, Dr. Fang's intern, please help me scratch my itch.

When I got off the operating table, the little girl looked at me and blushed.

It's not like Zhao Mei, who is giggling and flirting with Han Ruo unscrupulously.

The first time I saw Han Ruo was in the canteen of the East District of Renmin University of China.

During the SARS period, everyone was in danger. My aunt, who had never cared about me before, came to order me to deliver some masks and preventive medicines to my little cousin Chicheng.

It is said that family love is the only feeling in the world that will not be betrayed, but I have never felt the slightest warmth from my little aunt.

When mentioning my mother in front of outsiders, it is always "my sister." Whatever.

Since the woman passed away, she has rarely contacted us.

However, I always have a caring heart for Chi Cheng.

Chi Cheng has been an attractive child since he was a child, with pink baby cheeks, big eyes like black grapes, Michelin arms, sausage legs, and a soft little doll made of pink and jade.

When I grow up, I am a beautiful woman who everyone loves, but it is a pity that as we grow older, our personalities and interests do not match each other, and we gradually lose our intimacy.

Han Ruo always thought that the first time I saw him was the embarrassing appearance of him dangling on the fence of the North Gate of the National People's University and unable to get off.

Actually not.

The vast hall like the cafeteria on the first floor was crowded with people, and they couldn't look away if they glanced away inadvertently.

The flamboyant and beautiful phoenix eyes, the wanton and free smile, such brightness and sunshine are the brilliance that has never appeared in my pale life.

In an ordinary coffee shop, he wrote his name on the palm of my hand, and he said he fell in love with me at first sight.

I laughed and said something else, but left him my business card.

Such a boy is like a tree facing the wind in summer, proud and smart.

And that time when I ran to the hospital in the middle of the night, impulsive and willful, but also shocking.

Watching him fall asleep in the living room made my heart incredibly soft.

In an empty and lonely life, a person suddenly broke in. The mobile phone is no longer just a work tool. After getting off the operating table, there must be a few text messages in the inbox. The short ones are like "What are you doing?" "I miss you, you miss me Are you done?" There are all kinds of long ones, and there are even all kinds of nasty jokes.

There are some humorous jokes, and I can't help but laugh out after reading them.

In the end is not holding back.

I warned myself that this is not a boy I can provoke, or a man, but I did not resist the temptation after all.

Ever since I became clear about my sexuality, I have no hope of being able to grow old with someone, but I have always thought about when to find someone and live a life with two people. There is no need to be thrilled, but after all, I am not alone lonely.

Where dare to expect love.

Love is such a fragile thing. Didn’t the woman I called my mother who was once in love so madly leave her husband and children behind and flirt with countless men just because she didn’t want to be lonely?

I don't want much, just two people who don't quarrel, live peacefully, take care of each other, and live for a while.

But such a person should definitely not be Han Ruo.

Han Ruo is a boyish man who is in danger, elegant and enjoys himself, and his life is maintained in a sunny place.

Who can really and completely win this person's heart?

He is not a person who will give me a flat life like water, he is a whirlpool, rolling up a stormy sea.

Knowing that it was a whirlpool, I still watched myself walk through it step by step, powerless.

He clearly knew that the person Cheng Xinxin was thinking of was him, but seeing them together still felt dazzling.

When he came out, I really didn't know what to do?

Keep driving and say goodbye to sweet temptations?

Or step on the brakes and sink in the mud?

If the target is Han Ruo, the first choice is always untenable.

I remember, remember everything about him.

Han Ruo, tell me, you won't regret it.

He said no, never.

The night is slightly cool, but he is hot underneath him, with a beautiful slender body, tight buttocks, frowning arcs, a forbearing expression, bright lips, misty eyes, and a straight and proud nose bridge , the meandering lines at the end of the eyes.

His moans, his short hair, his sweat, his caresses.

And the unforgettable warmth in his body.

He was so stubborn that his face turned pale from the pain, and he didn't say a word to admit the pain, but just clenched his teeth.

Whenever you open the door, there is someone watching over you.

How beautiful it is.

Zhao Mei used to stare jealously at me talking on the phone with Han Ruo, but in fact the content was only fragmentary daily chores.

She used to have some affection for me, I know it.

But one day she said to me, "I always thought that you didn't like me just because of my gender, but later I found out that even though I am a man, even if you are with me because you think I'm pretty good, you met Han Ruo, Still excited."

The neighbor's wife said, "Dr. Su, your friend is really likable, so handsome and beautiful, and eager to help others. Last time we met downstairs, he rushed to help me carry things. Even the old man in our family thinks this child is gentle and polite. Treat your neighbors so politely."

In addition to appearance and self-cultivation, the most important thing is to be meticulous when working, and to say what you promise. Even if the mentor suddenly asks for a task that needs to be done all night, as long as you promise, you will definitely do it seriously and on time.

For the first time in my life, I know what it means to have a lot of desire.

When you don't want anything, God suddenly gave you an indescribably exquisite and beautiful gift, so how can you embrace him with peace of mind?

During the Spring Festival, I spent it at Han Ruo's house.

Even though my father was absent, the happy family atmosphere still made me feel warm and envious.

It's just that I can't ignore the love and longing in the eyes of Han Ruo's grandparents, and even Han Ruo himself when he saw that child.

A real man must know how to hold tight and let go.

It's just that I don't know if I can do it.

Then came the endless cold war, cold, cool.

When he was in Qinghai, among a lot of work emails and junk emails, there was a simple email with a date as the subject.

Zhao Mei's sneaky little eyes glanced behind me in this direction.

I subconsciously stretched out my hand to block the monitor.

Zhao Mei grinned in the background.

Filled with tenderness, I typed a few words on the keyboard and deleted them. I repeated this several times, but I still couldn't make any words.

Zhao Mei said clearly: "No wonder the teacher said sweet words, and said more to irrelevant people."

"Master?" I was taken aback.

Zhao Mei said, "That's right, Miejue Shitai, the one who specifically destroys the relationship between Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji."

I shook my head, listening to her nonsense for so long.

A little naively angry, I mixed this letter with my work manuscript, and replied that I had read it.