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"Is the patient about to be discharged from the hospital?"

"It's early, at least I have to lie down for a week or two."

"Seeing how many times you check the house every day, tell me honestly, have you taken a fancy to him?"

The little nurse was joking and chatting, and when she reached the door of a certain room, she shushed: "Stop making trouble, maybe they are already awake, don't let anyone hear you."

"Wake up, do you want to buy a copy and send it up earlier?"

The two chased each other, and the nurse pushed the door open with a smile, but she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

The morning sun was warm and the breeze was blowing in through the half-opened window. Two people fell asleep on the not-so-spacious hospital bed.The one near the window was covered with a thin quilt, with a small part of its slender neck and collarbone exposed.The one holding him from behind was uncovered, and his tall body tightly surrounded him through the quilt.

Compared with Fang Shaoyang, He Qiao's sleep was relatively shallow.He woke up faintly with the sound of the door opening, the first feeling was that the light was dazzling, and then he felt that his back and thighs were sore.Standing up and pinching the bridge of his nose, he suddenly heard movement behind him.

It was the nurse who cleared her throat: "Why don't I come back later? Put your clothes on first."

He Qiao hurriedly sat up.

Fang Shaoyang fell into a drowsy sleep, and felt that the person in his arms was gone, before he opened his eyes, he reached out to catch him: "Don't go..."

The nurse chuckled, then went out and closed the door.

He Qiao had a headache.

Seeing the messy clothes on the ground and the large bruises on the legs, embarrassment and helplessness came to my heart instantly.In addition, he just woke up with some hypoglycemia, his forehead was blunt, and he lowered his head and slowly buttoned his buttons.

Before the buckle was finished, there was a hot chest on the back.

"Why didn't you call me when you woke up?" Fang Shaoyang's voice was tired and hoarse, he put his arms around him through his armpits, and rested his forehead on his back.

He Qiao froze for a moment, his fingertips were numb, and he felt that his blood circulation was not smooth.Fang Shaoyang rubbed his face on his back, tied the protruding stubble around his neck, and wrapped his hands around the front to buckle the remaining stubble for him.

"I'm going to be late." His face was slightly hot, "You let me go by myself."

Fang Shaoyang acted as if he didn't hear it, and continued to buckle without saying a word. He didn't let him go until he finished buckling the last one. He turned around and went to touch something under the pillow, "Wait for me."

"I'm really going to be late." Before the words finished, a platinum ring appeared on He Qiao's palm.

It was the one I thought I had lost.

"How did you find it?"

"The nurse found it and sent it over."

Fang Shaoyang sat up from the bed.

"I always thought you didn't care about it, but you said you didn't throw it away in the car that day, and then the nurse came over and returned it to me, telling me that you've been looking for it for a long time." He rubbed his face hard, "I don't It can be understood that you actually cherish it."

He Qiao lowered his head, seeing the late autumn sun shining on the ring, the most plain and unpretentious style turned out to be a bit thicker and more solid, and the ice in his heart melted quietly.

"This is your heart, of course I cherish it."

"But you still don't accept it."

Thinking of the other half that was put away by him, He Qiao closed his eyes, touched the bruises on his legs with his hands, and his body still felt a slight pain.

"Some things are enough to be treasured, and you don't have to wear them." He said.

Fang Shaoyang froze for a moment after listening, instead of asking him to make a statement forcefully, he calmed down slowly.The ring was put back into the drawer: "I understand what you mean. I won't force you. I will wear it when you figure it out."

After many setbacks and changes, Fang Shaoyang's character finally became much calmer.He told He Qiao what he wanted, and tried his best to make He Qiao accept him, but the final choice was still in He Qiao's hands.

After getting dressed, He Qiao didn't stay any longer.Fang Shaoyang sent him downstairs, still limping on the road.The temperature outside was low, and He Qiao refused to let him out: "Go up, I'll come and see you again when I find time."

"Ah."

After walking more than ten meters, I suddenly heard a voice: "He Qiao."

Turning around, Fang Shaoyang was still standing there.It was the end of autumn, but he was still wearing a cotton short-sleeve, with his hands in the pockets of his sports pants, and a large piece of plaster on his shoulder from front to back. He seemed unruly, but his figure was much thinner than before.

"No matter what relationship we become in the future, you are the most important person in this world to me, and this will never change."

The cool wind sent these words into his ears, He Qiao's skin tightened, and he suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly.

Years are long.

Those seemingly vulnerable feelings are tenacious, tenacious, and timeless.If there is any regret between the two of them, it is probably only the little concern that cannot be dispelled in the dead of night.

—

"Let's lift these two boxes down too, be careful."

"I'll just take the book myself."

The door of the simple rental house was open, Zhang Wei was instructing the master to move things, and his younger brother Zhang Ming was also busy in and out.Because of the limited budget, they only hired one mover. To speed up the move, he also carried cardboard boxes downstairs.

The stairs have been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many years of stains and dust on the floor. When he walked to the second floor, his feet slipped, and his back was firmly supported by a hand the second before he lost his balance.

"Shao Yang?"

Fang Shaoyang immediately took over the box, "Don't call me if you want to move, don't you treat me as a friend?"

Unexpectedly, he would appear suddenly, Zhang Wei smiled shyly: "It's either that I don't regard you as a friend, or I heard from Mingming that you are very busy recently, so I don't want to bother you with such a small matter."

He is also a boy in his 20s, his strength has always been much stronger than Zhang Wei, but because he is recovering from a serious illness now, he took a rest in the middle of moving the box down two floors.On the first floor, I met a neighbor who was usually very friendly. The neighbor greeted Zhang Wei: "Your friend is here to help you move?"

"Yes." Zhang Wei looked meek.

Fang Shaoyang grabbed his shoulders: "Best friend."

The neighbor laughed and walked away.

After a few trips, he sweated a lot. Fang Shaoyang took off his obstructive coat and rolled up his shirt sleeves.Zhang Wei handed him a bottle of water: "Not much left, sit down and rest for a while."

The community environment is not good, the tiles around the flower beds are all broken.The two sat down under his high-end suit.Zhang Ming glanced at them from a distance at the door of the unit building, and ran upstairs dancing and continued to work.

"Have you found the house over there?"

"Ah."

"Or a one-bedroom?"

"Mingming usually lives in school, and he can stay at most two nights on weekends. A one-bedroom is enough."

The mineral water bottle was deflated and bulging in Fang Shaoyang's hands, and he said, "Xiao Wei, don't we sit like this when we were resting on the playground? I remember once you saw a girl and didn't dare to ask for it. The phone number, I asked for it for you later."

Thinking of those things in the past, Zhang Wei felt a sour and nostalgic feeling in his heart, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "How could I not remember, that girl later fell in love with you, and in turn asked me to help chase you."

Fang Shaoyang stretched his waist, and smiled heartily: "It's so charming, there's nothing I can do about it."

narcissism.Zhang Wei smiled and shook his head, looking down at the ants on the ground who were also moving.After watching for a long time, the eye sockets are sore.

"What are you thinking?" The body of the bottle rang softly.

"Shao Yang, do you think that poor people are born like ants, they are mediocre for three meals a day, and the weight on their shoulders makes them breathless..."

Fang Shaoyang turned to look at him.

He looked at the ground: "Sometimes I think what's the point of being like this, who am I living for, for Mingming? When Mingming grows up and graduates, he will have his own life, and he doesn't need me to follow him every step of the way. If he is gone, then who will I continue to live for?"

"Xiaowei..."

His eyes slowly panned, and he looked at the winding scar on his wrist.

"I know my thoughts are very negative, so I will only tell you these things, and I won't tell others. But you don't have to worry about me, I have already died once, and I will never have the idea of ​​suicide in the future. I am I feel that life is meaningless, and many people can trample me to death with a single step."

Fang Shaoyang's throat tightened when he heard it.

"Why is it boring? Who can trample you to death? Don't think how scary it is to live in another city. It is not difficult at all to find a job that can support you with your education. Besides, Liu Sheng is also in jail now. I will harass you again."

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly, and shook his chin: "I'm not afraid of him. Maybe you don't believe it, Liu Sheng has changed a lot before he went to prison, and he is not as good as before."

Fang Shaoyang frowned suddenly, and Zhang Wei interrupted him: "I know what you want to say, don't worry, I know it well. I visited the prison last week and told him about my moving house. He... ..." Zhang Wei paused, his head lowered, and his fingers twisted together, "He asked me to wait for him for three years, but I refused. He said he would change it, I don't believe it, it's just that it takes time to forget the bad things before thing."

The two of them have been entangled for a long time, as if they were in a room with closed doors and windows, the air became thinner and more breathless.It's also good to separate.Maybe this separation is temporary, maybe forever, and it's not too bad.

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw Fang Shaoyang looking straight at him.

"what happened?"

"Suddenly realized that you are quite similar to He Qiao, in some respects."

Zhang Wei froze for a moment, showing a surprised and shy expression: "How can I compare with Mr. He, he is so good, I... what am I?"

In his heart, he was not qualified to be compared with He Qiao at all.

Fang Shaoyang didn't say a word. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. After searching for a long time, he turned the screen to his eyes.The faint light shone on Zhang Wei's cheeks, making his complexion fair and even.

It was him in the phone, Fang Shaoyang took a picture of him in college.What class was that?It seems to be the principle of compilation. He is wearing a light-colored sweater and glasses, standing on the stage and speaking about the PPT of the group work.His eyes are clear and energetic, his appearance exudes a relaxed atmosphere after sunbathing, and his whole person is both refined and full of background.

"See clearly?" Fang Shaoyang stared at him.

He nodded slightly.

"The former you." There was no redundant explanation.

Why did Shao Yang keep such an ordinary photo?He couldn't figure it out, his eyes were full of doubts.

Fang Shaoyang put away his mobile phone: "Let me hear you say the frustrating words just now, let's just stop doing it. You are you, He Qiao is He Qiao, everyone has their strengths, who is better than whom? Difference?"

Zhang Wei grabbed his jeans nervously.

"I'm your friend. I work with you every group assignment. It's not because you are unknown, but because you are down-to-earth and hard-working. You are much better than those who talk all day long in the class."

Zhang Wei pursed his lips tightly, and his hands on his knees trembled slightly.

"Beginning to belittle yourself before doing anything. This is not a useless thing. I get angry when I see you like this." Fang Shaoyang raised his head, drank half a bottle of water in one go, and the bottle was completely crushed Go in, "You have to know that there is more than one person in this world who appreciates you like me."

Only Fang Shaoyang can say such fierce and intimate words.After being speechless for a long time, Zhang Wei nodded, "Yeah."

"Contact me as soon as you get there, and tell me in advance if you have no money, and I'll lend you at bank interest. Don't treat yourself like a refugee, as if Fang Shaoyang can't even help a friend."

"Also, Liu Sheng said that he will be sentenced to three years, but I can't say how long he will be in this prison. Maybe he will be out after a year or two of commutation. You have to be mentally prepared."

"Well." Zhang Wei turned his head away and rubbed his eyes, "You don't have to worry about it, he is really different from before."

Fang Shaoyang sneered: "A dog can't change eating shit."

Zhang Wei laughed through his tears: "Are you talking about yourself?"

"Be careful, I will beat you."

"You hit..."

The breeze takes away the residual heat.

—

Downtown, business district.

Pedestrians coming and going are also like ants running for their livelihood.As the vanguard of a handful of them, He Qiao arrived at Heming at nine o'clock in the morning and was able to catch his breath at eight o'clock in the evening.

Turn off the computer and go downstairs, the street lights are neon, and many fallen leaves are piled up on the side of the road.He drove the car to the hospital, lowered his head all the way, thinking about how to give out the big bag of nutrition in his hand after seeing someone for a while.

After finally walking to the fourth floor, when I opened the door, I saw a strange face.

"Who are you looking for?" the other party asked.

Startled, he backed out and checked the room number to make sure he was right.

"Where is Fang Shaoyang?"

"Who?"

The nurse just passed by and patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Don't look for it, Fang Shaoyang was discharged from the hospital two days ago."

Did not tell him.

He Qiao was slightly stunned, thanked him, and left the hospital with a full heart.

After only a week of seeing each other, Fang Shaoyang has already been discharged from the hospital.Being so anxious is nothing but for work, both Rong Xin and Bei Shan pointed at him, and the sooner he returns, the sooner he will stabilize the morale of the army.But is he in good health?What about the mood?

Also, why didn't he tell himself when he was discharged from the hospital?

There is a whole bag full of nutritious products in my hand, such as fish maw, ginseng, cordyceps and fish oil, and even two large bottles of multivitamin tablets.He Qiao carried his things back to the car, sat there blankly for a while, and suddenly realized that he didn't know where to find Fang Shaoyang.

Out of an intuition, he drove to Rongxin.

At this point, there were not many people who stayed in Rongxin to work overtime. Most of the floors were dark, but the lights on the top floor were still on.Take the elevator up, the work area is empty, and the sensor lights are on all the way.

When he reached the office door, he raised his hand and tapped lightly twice.There was light under the crack of the door, but no one answered.

After thinking about it, he opened the door.

The room was silent.

A single lamp on the table was on, and the bustling night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was silent.When he got closer, he found that there was a tie hanging on the back of the chair, a person was lying on his stomach behind two side-by-side monitors, and there were many cigarette butts in the bottomed coffee cup beside him.

Fell asleep.

He Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Worried that he would catch a cold if he slept like this, He Qiao took off his suit and covered him lightly.Going around to the back of the table, I looked up and saw a photo frame on the table. The photo inside was of white snow, only snow.

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