Through the past and the present, I regard you as the king

The work is not too busy, but the money is good after a day. It is not easy for Sister Hua to take care of the bookstore with a woman, let alone she is pregnant.Since twenty seven came, she really had a lot of leisure, and she saw that her face gradually turned rosy.

On the contrary, Nianqi became stronger and stronger, and the lazy meat raised by Mu Feng before disappeared.

In the evening, Sister Hua made dumplings at home, packed them in a lunch box and brought them here for Nianqi as a reward for his hard work.As a result, when I entered the store, I couldn't find anyone for a long time. I yelled several times downstairs before I got a response.

Twenty Seven poked his head out from the library area on the second floor, surprised why she came here at this time.

He hurried down, took the things, and helped her sit down.

Sister Hua folded her shawl and said, "I brought you some dumplings for supper."

Twenty Seven smiled embarrassedly, "Sister Hua, I'm so sorry for your trouble, the road is so cold."

"It's not very cold, but the house is also deserted. Why don't you have someone to talk to me when you come here." Sister Hua took out a book from the bookshelf behind her. It was a new novel called "Dawn" ,"this……"

"It's about a shipwreck in which the rest of the two protagonists' lives were washed up on a deserted island. From mutual suspicion to mutual support, they were able to persevere until they were rescued and returned to China." Twenty Seven said it smoothly.

"Have you finished reading?" Sister Hua was a little surprised, she remembered that it had only been a few days since the book came in.

"Well, not bad." Twenty Seven said.

Sister Hua flipped through the content, "Well...the two protagonists are both men," she raised her head and asked Twenty Seven, "And what happened after they returned to China?"

Twenty-seven sat on a futon, opened the lunch box and smelled the smell of dumplings, and said, "One person died."

"died?"

"Well, he himself suffered from an incurable disease. He took the ferry to the sea to commit suicide, but he didn't expect to encounter shipwreck. After the two were rescued, he survived until he personally attended the wedding of that companion and drank two glasses of wine , and finally died suddenly on the way home.”

"No way..." Sister Hua had an incredulous expression on her face, the plot was too amazing but she couldn't finish watching it all at once, so she followed up and asked Twenty Seven about the spoiler, "Then, what about that companion, do you know that he has a terminal illness? "

Nian Qi held a dumpling in his hand and shook his head, "I don't know. Many years later, when my companion visited him, he was told that he had been dead for many years. He had no relatives or friends. The only requirement in the will was to share him with a The diary was cremated together."

Sister Hua has only experienced the pain of losing her husband. She has a cheerful personality. Although she will not be immersed in grief for a long time, she still feels uncomfortable when she suddenly hears such a tormenting plot.She closed the book, the cover was a deep blue seabed, a beam of golden light shot down directly from the sea surface, penetrating the darkness.

The title of the book is "Dawn". It sounds like it should be a very bright book, but I didn't expect the content to be so miserable.

Twenty-seven sat on the futon while looking at a map book and eating dumplings. Sister Hua couldn't help reading this book. The fact that she and her husband opened a bookstore shows that they are both Book lovers, there is no reason to miss a single story.

The book is not long, and Sister Hua reads very fast. When Ern Qi finished eating and cleaned up the warehouse, he heard a sigh.

Sister Hua said, "It's too cruel. Dana just died like this. Why didn't he say it? He obviously loved Eli like that. Eli was obviously shaken by him, and he didn't say anything. He even married a The daughter of a noble family, how abominable!"

Hearing her complaints, Nian Qi froze for a moment, "What did you say?"

Sister Hua tapped on the spine of the book, defending the protagonist in the book, and said, "Dana obviously loves Eli that much!"

"Why, aren't they..."

"You see, Dana is terminally ill and has nothing to love, so she can die. Why did she survive after the shipwreck? Why did she still keep the shell necklace that Eli made casually, and why did she persevere until she was rescued? Do you still have to go to Eli's wedding? You asked to burn that diary before you died?" Sister Hua said, pointing her finger at the cover, "Because he likes Eli, but he dare not let him know. Eli is his The dawn of life!"

"Oh, it's just that Dana still couldn't wait for the sun to rise..." Sister Hua sighed.

Twenty Seven stared at the cover in a daze, thoughtful.

Sister Hua suddenly came to her senses, "Oh, you may not know," she pointed to the name of the author who wrote the book, and explained to Twenty Seven, "This is a foreign translation. The author is a famous homosexual literature writer."

Nian Qi has dabbled in so much knowledge, so he naturally understands what homosexual literature means. Holding the lunch box he just washed, he rethinks and defines the relationship between the two male protagonists in the book.

After a while, he asked Sister Hua.

"Like... what is it like, is it the same between people of the same sex?" His voice was very small, almost as if he was talking to himself.

Sister Hua looked at him puzzled, and stroked her swollen abdomen with her palm, as if recalling the past.She thought of something, smiled lightly, and replied twenty-seven, "It's like air, invisible and intangible. You think it's not important, but you can't leave it even if you can't leave it. I don't understand between the same sex, but I don't even think about it." What's the difference?" She stood up with support on her waist, and put the book back, "Even if you know it's a trap, people will jump into it without hesitation. There's no reason for it."

She turned her head to look at Twenty Seven, the young man lowered his eyelids slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sister Hua sneered, "Who are you thinking about now?"

"Ah?" Nian Qi raised his head suddenly, and turned half of his body in panic.

"Time doesn't wait," Sister Hua saw him through and sighed, "Since there is something you miss in your heart, you should go for it as soon as possible. The most fearful thing about relationships is procrastination. Procrastination and procrastination. Slightly."

She walked up to Twenty Seven, took the lunch box from him, and knocked on him along the way: "You know there's an old saying that... even a cooked duck can fly!"

"How mature is your duck?" Seeing that it was getting late, Sister Hua fastened the collar button of her coat, wrapped her shawl tightly, and opened the door before leaving, not forgetting to turn around and tease Nianqi, "Come on!"

Twenty Seven stood in front of the store, watching Sister Hua disappear at the end of the street.

It's already dark, but the road is still very lively, and people's nightlife has just begun.Twenty Seven leaned against the glass door of the bookstore, idly watching the flow of people passing by.

Next door is a tobacco and alcohol shop that has been open for more than ten years. The owner is a big chimney, his hair is gray and out of shape, and the cigarette butts he smoked every day can be piled up into a hill. Even if he coughs like an old spittoon sometimes, he never wants to Wear rings.

Twenty-seven stood for a while, and he smelled a strong smell of smoke approaching. The smoke boss saw him standing alone in the cold wind for a long time without moving, so he kindly handed him one: "Brother, smoke a cigarette?"

"no thank you."

Boss Yan didn't say anything anymore, and stood with him idly.

Across the street is an exquisite Japanese grocery store, with a wooden decorative door and a paper lantern hanging in front of the door. A young man and woman came out of it, stamping their feet in the cold air outside.The boy took off his scarf and put it around the girl's neck, and said something to her in a low voice. The girl gave a smirk, then turned her head and secretly kissed the boy on the cheek.

The two held hands, cuddled and left.

"It's better to be young..." The tobacco boss smoked the last cigarette in his hand, felt that his pocket was empty, he coughed violently, but still insisted on going back to the house, and took another cigarette.

The cough sounded like it came from the lungs.

Twenty-seven lowered his head and grabbed a handful of his hair, thinking, "Yeah, it's nice to be young, and there are so many things to do." He turned his head and saw the tobacco boss, hunched over looking for cigarettes in the drawer. Why, he suddenly thought of Mu Feng, and wondered what Mu Feng would look like in a few decades.

He wondered how long he could fight outside, and how long Mu Feng could wait for him.

He stood until his clothes were drenched, then he moved his position and stood on tiptoe to pull the security door on the top.

A man hurried past, and a card fell out of his pocket.Twenty-seven with sharp eyes, let go to pick it up, and the anti-theft door retracted abruptly, making a heavy knocking sound.

Twenty-seven looked around, trying to tell the man that he had lost something, but he had already disappeared.He looked down at the card and saw Mu Feng's name.

It was a business card. Twenty Seven didn't know that Mu Feng still had this kind of thing, let alone that this kind of business card was actually printed in batches by the hospital for every doctor who joined the job.I could only see the word Mu Feng printed squarely on it, it looked regular and calm, as simple as Mu Feng's personality.

Twenty-seven learned about Mu Feng's work from the book.He has also disemboweled people before, and he knows the pulsation of the internal organs, and also knows that every blood vessel and bone is so complicated, and if there is a little mistake, it will be fatal.

Also seeing blood, he can only kill people, not save them—and Mu Feng can.

This made Nianqi feel ashamed and annoyed for no reason.

Almost annoyed, he put the business card into his pocket, jumped up and pulled the security door, halfway through, the phone vibrated suddenly.He tugged on the rolling door with one hand, frowning and took it out with the other.

There have been more and more sales calls recently, which is annoying.

But when Er Qi saw the caller ID on the phone screen, his mind froze, and the rolling shutter door rolled back with a "snap".

It's Mu Feng.

The hand holding the mobile phone trembled a bit. Twenty-seven looked around, opened the door and went back to the store, and hung a "Closed Business" sign on the doorknob.He stared at the incoming call, wanting to answer it, but he didn't know what to say when he answered it. He didn't want to talk about the process of running around for a month, and he didn't want Mu Feng to know.

He would rather say something happy to make Mu Feng happy too.

The phone was on for a long time but no one answered.

Mu Feng decided to make this call because he had enough courage. Whether he should press the dial button or not, he thought about it for several days.Several text messages have also been edited, deleted, deleted and modified, and all of them have been suppressed into an old case in the draft box.

After waiting for a long time, Mu Feng began to think wildly, thinking that maybe no one would pick up, maybe Nianqi had already discarded this number, or even more maybe, he left this city long ago and would never come back again.

Then, the electric current blew twice, and a voice came from the microphone: "Hello?"

Twenty-seven's voice was distorted by the current, and it seemed a bit too deep, or maybe he was not in a good mood, so Mu Feng moved closer to the microphone and called carefully: "Nianqi?"

"Young master, it's me."

For so many years, Mu Feng has gone through various interviews, and he has never been so nervous like this phone call.He tried hard to hear any other emotion from the four characters of Nianqi, but found that there might be nothing in it.

"are you OK?"

Twenty Seven sat down and nodded, "Very good, how about you, are you still so busy at work?"

Mu Feng listened to him very naturally, felt that maybe he was thinking too much, and slowly relaxed, "It's the same as before."

A month ago, even if the two of them just ate a box of instant noodles, watched videos, or went for a walk together, they could stay close together and have so much to talk about.But now they have only been separated for a month, and through the phone, apart from the movement of the current pulse on both sides, they don't know what to say.

In fact, Mu Feng has a lot to say, but he doesn't know where to start.

The two were connected to each other, and fell into an eerie silence.

It's only been a month, has there really been such a big change?Mu Feng clenched the phone tightly, and there were slight veins on the back of his hands, and Nian Qi was not doing well. He was in a daze listening to Mu Feng's breathing, with a book spread out on his knees, the same one just now. "Dawn".

Outside the window of the bookstore, a locomotive chugs past, and Er Qi couldn't help turning his head to look at it.Mu Feng also heard it, smiled awkwardly, and said: "You are very busy, then I... will call next time"

Nian Qiyi heard him say next time, but he has been waiting for a month for this call, who knows when the next time will be!

He shouted: "Young master!"

Mu Feng responded with a "huh".

"You just got off the operating table, it's getting late, don't procrastinate, eat well." Twenty Seven said.

Mu Feng glanced back at the door of the operating room that he had just walked out of, and suddenly felt a little itchy in the corners of his eyes. He rubbed vigorously with the back of his hand, and smiled at Twenty Seven, "Yes, I see."

There was another short silence.

When Mu Feng walked down the stairs, he was so focused on what to say, he didn't pay attention to his feet at all, and he didn't notice the yellow warning sign next to him, which read "Beware of slippery ground!" in big red characters.

So, as expected, he didn't step on his foot firmly, and his buttocks hit the step floor firmly, and he groaned in pain.

"My lord, are you okay!" Twenty Seven said nervously.

The ass must have been broken into two pieces. He sat on the steps and didn't get up for a long time, but this fall seemed to throw him out of inspiration and bravery. He grabbed the mobile phone that was still talking and asked: " Where are you, let me treat you to dinner!"

The switch was too fast, and Er Qi was a little unable to react.

"I'm... watching the shop, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while."

Mu Feng pressed hard, "It's okay, I'll go find you, and we'll go together after you get off work."

Twenty-seven stood up and walked to the door, opened a crack, and unconsciously glanced at the daily grocery store opposite that was still open.

A drunk man staggered past the store door, sat down in front of the glass cabinet of the bookstore, and shouted to his wife, "Where are you? Zhongzhongjing Street!" He leaned over and looked at the bookstore. Take a look, "Daheng... Daheng Tobacco, Wine, Sugar and Tea Shop! Come here quickly, you can't walk anymore. A bunch of fucking sons of bitches are feeding me alcohol! Next time, I will have to drink them to death!"

He didn't know how the drunken wife answered, he only knew that Mu Feng suddenly said on his phone: "I got it!"

Then hung up the phone.

Twenty Seven: "..."

Mu Feng knows the location of Zhongjing Street. Although that street is a commercial street, it is not very long. As long as you walk around from the beginning to the end, you will definitely find where the Dahengyan Hotel is. From the hospital to Zhongjing Street, take the bus It will not exceed 10 minutes at most.

He ran down the stairs, went back to the department, changed his clothes, and left. Zhao Qin chased after him to ask about the operation, but he only had time to shout, "Look at the medical records and operation records yourself!"

He hasn't exercised much since he left school and has rarely run like this.

When he ran all the way from the inpatient building to the entrance of the hospital, he was already panting badly, his lungs were full of cold air, and he just moved and his face was flushed, staining his fair complexion with a layer of blush.

There is still a faint smile on his mouth, which is even more seductive.

At the entrance of the hospital, Mu Feng thought, why don't we just take a taxi, what if Yi Nianqi runs away.

With a wave of hands, a wine-red car full of fuss stopped, and the window slowly rolled down, "Where are you going, I will give you a ride?" The people in the car turned their heads and smiled at Mu Feng. up.

A blow of cold wind pierced through the collar, and Mu Feng shuddered on the frozen ground.

...It turned out to be flames!