Confess you in early winter

The woman stepped on the bright floor tiles, walking from the junction of light and shadow.

The sound of footsteps is crisp and sweet, knocking on a young throbbing heart. The winter sun shines on the woman through the floor-to-ceiling windows, laying warm and soft tones on her. Wearing those golden-rimmed glasses, she has a mature and graceful demeanor. elegant.

Yan Chu didn't pay attention to how long she looked at this look, and when she realized that her gaze might offend a little and hurriedly lowered her gaze, the woman happened to stop and stood in front of her.

"Student Yan, we meet again."

It has only been more than a week since the last encounter in the commercial street, and she never expected to meet Yan Chu again in the capital.

Yan Chu took a deep breath secretly, then raised his smiling face as if nothing had happened, and looked into the woman's eyes: "Yes, what a coincidence, fate, that's it, it's wonderful."

As she said that, she also raised the file bag in her hand. There was a bit of unintentional cunning in her smile, seven points well-behaved, three points cute, with the lively and bright unique to her age, coupled with her sweet and gentle appearance, It's easy to win people's hearts.

The two receptionists at the front desk of the hotel have been looking here frequently since just now, looking at Su Ci for a while, and Yan Chu for a while, feasting their eyes.

The woman stretched her eyebrows and showed a soft smile: "Then we are destined, why don't we have a meal together?"

Yan Chu tilted his head: "Lunch or dinner? Today or tomorrow?"

She had eaten lunch on the plane, and Wang Yingying would bring it back for her for dinner.

Su Ci didn't expect Yan Chu to ask such a question. She paused for two seconds, then laughed and said, "I was too busy to notice, it's almost two o'clock. How many days are you staying in the capital? Are you free at noon tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow's noon may not work." Shrugging his shoulders, Yan Chu replied helplessly, "The written test in the morning, the experiment in the afternoon, and the plane back to Fudu in the morning the day after tomorrow."

Although she has nothing else to do tomorrow night, Su Ci may not be free. She has a vague expectation that Su Ci will meet her tomorrow, but her arrangement does not allow it, so she can only regretfully refuse.

"Then..." Su Ci considered another compromise plan, but was interrupted by Yan Chu's action of handing over the document bag.

The girl curled her lips and said with a smile: "Since I helped you, you must invite me to dinner. The time is not coincidental, so I will make an appointment next time. I will charge interest today. How about treating me to a cup of milk tea?" ?”

Su Ci was surprised by her frankness and frankness, and was infected by Yan Chu's smile, so he also smiled, and readily agreed: "Of course."

Next to the hotel is a milk tea shop that also sells Western-style desserts. Yan Chu stood in front of the counter and ordered in a brisk tone: "Two cups of pearl milk tea and a piece of tiramisu."

The woman beside her took out her wallet to pay the bill, without asking her why she ordered two glasses.

There is a tree every few steps on the side of the road, with bare branches pointing stubbornly at the sky, and a few free clouds are floating on the sky farther away.

While waiting for the meal, the cold winter wind blew past the front of the store, Yan Chu suddenly sneezed, the woman looked at her slightly pale face, and cared in a kind tone of an elder: "This There will be a strong drop in temperature in the capital for two days, so wear two extra clothes, don’t catch a cold.”

Yan Chu nodded, and obediently agreed: "Okay, thank you, Sister Su."

"Your milk tea is ready." The clerk packed two cups of hot milk tea and handed them to Yan Chu along with the dessert just packed.

The hot milk tea is held in the palm of the hand, warming it, dispelling the cold and dry chill, and even warming the heart.

The two walked back to the entrance of the hotel. There was still a short distance from the parking place. The woman stopped at the right time and said, "Thank you very much for today."

Yan Chu understood what she meant, and it was not good to give it away, so he smiled and said, "You're welcome! Then you should be careful when driving." She handed Su Ci the bag containing another cup of milk tea and dessert, raising her eyebrows and smiling slightly, " this is for you."

Su Ci's eyes showed doubts, but he didn't reach out to take it.

"Anything is fine, there must be something to cushion, otherwise the stomach will be overwhelmed." Yan Chu explained that she was sure that the woman missed the meal at noon, and she planned to go directly to the bidding meeting later.

She stuffed the things into Su Ci's hands, quickly took two steps back, and made a face at the woman: "Anyway, it's your own money, if you don't eat it, it's wasted."

"Okay, you go back, goodbye!" Smiling and waving his hands, Yan Chu finished speaking, turned around and left without waiting for the woman to answer.

Su Ci watched Yan Chu enter the hall, and the figure behind the glass door quickly disappeared. A thank you about the past lingered in her throat several times, but she couldn't say it after all.

Back in the car, she closed the door and was about to fasten her seat belt when she saw the document bag and dessert on the passenger side from the corner of her eye.

There was a slight pause in the movement of the hand, and then the lock was released, and the milk tea and tiramisu were taken out of the plastic bag.

The child left a line of words on the cake box with a ballpoint pen.

"No matter how busy you are at work, don't forget to eat." Followed by a stick figure smiling face.

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Yan Chu returned to the room and read a book after drinking milk tea.

The physical discomfort became more and more obvious, not to mention her dizziness, her stomach was uncomfortable, and she couldn't concentrate. She simply put down the book, found the ibuprofen she had just bought, took the medicine and huddled under the blanket to rest.

Her lower abdomen was hurting, her hands and feet were cold, and it was difficult to fall asleep. She closed her eyes and her mind was in a mess. After about half an hour, the painkillers took effect, and she fell asleep drowsily.

It was almost seven o'clock when she woke up, and the abdominal pain eased a little. She turned over in the bed and heard some movement in the room, presumably Wang Yingying came back.

Seeing Yan Chu waking up, Wang Yingying said to her: "Are you awake? Are you going to get up? I'll bring you the food back, but it might be a bit cold. Let the hot water boil and warm up later before eating."

"Well, thank you." Yan Chu's voice was weak, and he stood up with his arms propped up, his face was frighteningly pale.

Wang Yingying heard that something was wrong, looked at her face again, was startled, and asked in doubt: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"It's a little uncomfortable." Yan Chu rubbed his eyebrows and said wearily.

Although she slept all afternoon, instead of cheering up, she became sleepier and sleepier. Her bones seemed to be falling apart, her head drooped, and she was listless.

Wang Yingying walked quickly to her bedside, reached out her hand to touch her forehead, and suddenly turned pale with shock: "Oh my God! Your forehead is so hot! Do you have a fever?! You lie down first, and I'll call the teacher!"

As she said that, she ran out of the house in a hurry, before the door could be closed in time.

Not long after, the teacher who led the team was called by Wang Yingying. After seeing Yan Chu's situation, she made a decisive decision, "Go to the hospital."

Yan Chu was immediately sent to a nearby hospital. The doctor said that he had caught a cold and had an acute upper respiratory tract infection, and needed drips to reduce the fever. Yan Chu sat on the armchair, and his breath was full of the smell of disinfectant.

Teacher Guo, who led the team, saw her like this, and advised her worriedly: "Xiaoyan, why not tomorrow..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Chu sniffed and interrupted him: "Teacher, I'm fine. The doctor said just now that as long as the fever goes down today, it won't affect tomorrow's exam. I can go."

Teacher Guo sighed secretly. It took Yan Chu a long time to prepare for the competition. Although he still had a chance next year, it was not easy to get to this point this year. It would be a pity to give up, so he couldn't say any more persuasion.

"Then you have a good rest, and the teacher will pick you up later." He still has some work matters to deal with, and sending Yan Chu to the hospital has already delayed a lot of time, and it will take at least two or three to observe after this drip is finished. Hours, he had to go back first.

Yan Chu stayed in the hospital alone, afraid that she would be cold, so Teacher Guo put a thick coat on her when he sent her here.

As a result, he came and went again and again, dinner wasted, his stomach was empty, Yan Chu half-closed his eyes and would not sleep, feeling that this trip to the capital was bleak.

Time slipped away minute by minute, several patients in the same consultation room left one by one, Yan Chu looked up at the drip hanging above his head, there was still a small half bottle left.

She yawned and leaned sleepily on the back of the back, thinking to herself that in this state, she would not know if she would be able to perform normally tomorrow, and if she failed the exam and did not get a place for promotion, how would she arrange her study plan afterwards.

Seeing that it was nine o'clock, there were suddenly clear and crisp footsteps outside the ward.

Yan Chu recognized that it was the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground, like a light-toned piece of music.

She thought of Su Ci for a moment, and then laughed at herself absurdly. No matter how coincidental, it was impossible for that woman to appear in the hospital at this time.

Besides, why did she think of Su Ci?

Feeling dizzy and unable to think deeply, she stopped thinking about it and planned to lie down with her eyes closed for a while, waiting for Teacher Guo to come.

At this time, footsteps stopped outside the clinic door.

The woman knocked on the door lightly, her voice was low and gentle: "Student Yan."

Yan Chu's eyes widened suddenly, thinking that he was hallucinating, so that he forgot to respond.

Su Ci was still wearing the beige windbreaker, but she didn't wear glasses at the moment. She appeared in a hurry and walked in front of Yan Chu calmly.

It wasn't until this moment that Yan Chu realized that the person in front of him really existed.

"Su, Sister Su? Why are you here?" She was so shocked that her tongue tied.

"It's hard to say. In short, I greeted your teacher, and I will take you back later." Su Ci put the things in his hand on the low table next to Yan Chu, and took out two packing boxes one by one, "Come on, Let's eat first."

Apparently she had already learned that Yan Chu hadn't eaten dinner before coming to the hospital.

Yan Chu was stunned, at a loss what to do, subconsciously reached out to catch the bamboo chopsticks, and never wanted to be dodged by Su Ci.

The woman looked troubled and helpless, sighed low, and whispered: "You still have needles in your hand, don't move around."

Yan Chu glanced at his right hand where the needle was pricked, and thought, is Su Ci going to feed her himself?

This thought was out of control once it came out, the corners of her mouth would not turn up, she secretly thought that the injection was worth it, and she had to be thankful for her habit of only using her right hand for injections.

Unexpectedly, the woman took out another tableware from the plastic bag and stuffed it into her hand unexpectedly: "Hold the spoon, use your left hand."