said don't mess with me

Teacher Zhu didn't know when he left.

Mucha sat in an inconspicuous place in the stands, leaning on Han Qingshi's shoulder, listening to her calmly recall the unpleasant past.

"When I was in elementary school, most of the teachers would ask us about our dreams. My dream was simple but far away—to go to the northernmost city, to be with my parents, to be pampered by them; one day, they left suddenly. Now, my dream has become 'go to the northernmost city and see the city they have loved all their lives'. After seeing it, I don't want to leave. Everyone there knows my parents, and they seem to be able to see them wherever they go. Their shadows. So I seized all the time to study, graduated in the shortest time, and did everything right to go there.”

But just a week before the defense, Han Qingshi suddenly received a call from Han Mingzhe, saying that her grandfather might be dying, and asked her to come to the hospital to see him immediately.

Han Qingshi was brought up by his grandfather.

When I was young, my grandfather always said with a smile: "Ah Shi Ah Shi, you have to grow up quickly, hurry up and come to GN to help grandpa, grandpa is too tired by himself."

When it came time to fill out the application for the college entrance examination, her grandfather supported all her decisions without hesitation. "If you want to study medicine, you can study medicine. If you want to go to the north, you can go to the north. You don't have to worry about GN. Grandpa is here."

Han Qingshi knew that his choice was very selfish.

At that age, grandpa should have enjoyed his family in peace, but he was not as filial as his sons and daughters, and no one expected him to do so.

But she decided to do it anyway.

Not for the lofty ideal of dedicating herself to a career like her parents, she just envied her female classmates who were loved by her parents for too long, and hid that envy for too long as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but want to have it.

But she couldn't go empty-handed.

She is naturally proud, and she instinctively wants her parents to be proud of her whenever and wherever.

So she studied medicine.

Parents said that there are too few doctors there, and it is even more valuable for good doctors to stay.

Han Qing always remembered those words and the sigh in his parents' tone when they said those words.

She didn't say anything, she just silently did her best.

When Han Mingzhe received the call, Han Qingshi was confirming the defense with his master tutor.

Hearing him say that grandpa might be dying, there was a loud bang in his head, his eyes went dark, and he couldn't stand steadily.

The instructor was worried that something would happen to her when she went to the hospital in this state, so she drove her there personally.

Hurry up, it's still too late.

"Why did you come here?!" Han Mingzhe asked angrily, "Do you know that Grandpa wants to see you for the last time even when he closes his eyes!"

Han Qingshi couldn't hear the sound of the outside world, and stood blankly in front of the hospital bed with empty eyes.

She has worked very hard, but the new campus is too far away, and the road is too congested during the rush hour.

Grandpa's funeral was very simple, and only a few old friends were notified, which he personally explained before he left.

On the day of the burial, Han Qingshi did not shed a single tear.

After the sender left, she who hadn't spoken to her for several days finally spoke up, "Did Grandpa say anything before he left?"

Han Mingzhe's anger at that time was gone. Standing in front of the tombstone, he said calmly: "Grandpa has been blaming himself for not handling the GN matter well. He is destined to leave us a mess, and..."

Han Mingzhe hesitated to speak halfway through his speech.

After a moment of silence, Han Mingzhe sighed softly, and continued: "Qingshi, there is something that Grandpa has never let me tell you, for fear that you will be under pressure. I have thought a lot these days, and I decided to tell you."

"Mingzhe!" Yang Yan shook his head disapprovingly, "You promised grandpa..."

"Speak." Han Qingshi interrupted, his voice was very low, "I want to hear it."

Yang Yan knew Han Qingshi's character, and no one could hide what she wanted to know, so he kept silent and listened to Han Mingzhe's detailed account of what grandpa wanted to bring into the loess.

"Since last year, grandpa has been busy dealing with the transfer of GN. He wants to sell GN and use the money to invest in medical care in Northwest China, and he will accompany you by the way. His only son and daughter-in-law are buried there. I'm afraid there from the bottom of my heart, but he promised you to go, and he can't go back on his word, so he can only try his best to find a way to protect you."

"If there are no accidents, GN's affairs will be taken care of before and after your graduation."

"Who knew that an employee fell from the building suddenly, and the image of GN was seriously damaged, and the things that were originally negotiated became unknown. Grandpa was worried about the long night and dreams, so he was so anxious to deal with it himself."

"He is not young, and his health has been getting worse and worse in the past few years. The doctor said that even without this incident, he cannot continue to manage GN."

"When I was young, GN was my grandfather's lifelong painstaking effort. Have you ever thought about how much he loves you to sell GN to accompany you, or to exchange the whole GN for what you want? "

"...I didn't." Han Qing said hoarsely.

After several days of enduring in silence, Han Qingshi finally couldn't hold on anymore, and squatted down in front of his grandfather's tombstone, tears streaming down his face.

She never thought that grandpa would be willing to sell GN one day.

Now that she knows, what should she do?

What else can be done?

……

The master's defense was on the second day after my grandfather was buried.

Early in the morning, Han Mingzhe received a call from Han Qingshi's mentor, asking him about Han Qingshi's situation.

Han Qingshi hadn't left the room yet. Although Han Mingzhe didn't have an elder brother, he was an adult man after all, so it was inconvenient to go in directly, so he asked Yang Yan to help him see.

The air conditioner in Han Qingshi's room was not turned on, it was very hot.

When Yang Yan knocked on the door and entered, she was sitting barefoot on the ground in a daze, as if she had been sitting for a long time.

Yang Yan walked over, squatted in front of Han Qingshi, and said softly, "Qingshi, defend today."

Han Qingshi's eyes were straightened, but her reaction was exceptionally sober. She hugged herself and said to herself, "Sister-in-law, I won't go to the defense, I won't go to my parents, I won't be greedy for anything anymore."

After that day, as if nothing had happened, Han Qingshi personally went to the door to find his grandfather's former classmate - a retired old professor of computer science at University A, and asked him to help him enter University A and study from scratch.

At the same time, she who has no experience, who is airborne, still tries to manage GN and deal with those endless troubles.

The pressure is unimaginable.

Countless times, she left work late at night, drove aimlessly, and couldn't remember the way home.

By chance, she drove out of the urban area and arrived at an undeveloped scenic spot.

It's very quiet there.

Can see the stars.

Even if she stood on the roof of the car and yelled into the night sky, no one would think she was noisy, saying that she would not be able to survive as a woman sooner or later.

After that, she often went to talk to the dark night there about the unspeakable pressure.

She often stays all night, waits until dawn, goes home and changes clothes, and continues to go to work in that GN who has criticized her a lot.

The days slowed to a torment.

Another freshman registration.

When Han Qing came out of Chen Deping's office, he looked at the competition award certificate in his hand, thinking that he had finally made it through.

It was rare for her to be in a good mood, so she bought a bottle of coffee that was so sweet that it was too sweet, and drank it while walking towards the school gate.

Today is the opening ceremony of the 90th anniversary of the founding of the high school alma mater. She received an invitation letter to visit the school a month ago and promised to go.

Seeing that he had plenty of time, Han Qing did not take the main road, but walked leisurely along the remote tree-lined path to the west.

On the way, I met a young boy who was unconscious on the ground, his face was purple, and he had no heartbeat or pulse.

At that moment, Han Qingshi forgot that she was no longer a medical student, and under her instinctive tendency, she stepped forward decisively to help.

10 minutes, more than 1000 chest compressions.

Han Qingshi was already sweating profusely from exhaustion, but she still did not give up.

In the end, the man was rescued, but without a word of thanks, only the mother slapped the child without hesitation, and yelled wildly, "What were you doing just now! My son is not yet 18, how can you be so shameless!"

Yes, she came in a hurry, only to see Han Qingshi 'touching' her son's chest and 'kissing' him in such a remote place.

Han Qingshi didn't say anything, and he didn't go to listen to her reluctant apology after the boy could speak out and explained clearly to his mother.

Drenched in sweat, she walked out slowly.

After switching to the computer, she was afraid that she would really run away one day, so she deliberately avoided all things related to medicine, even if she was sick, she could just go through it without going to the hospital.

She hasn't practiced for too long, and her arms are still trembling even now after more than ten minutes of uninterrupted pressing.

This feeling is familiar.

She was excited by the reality of bringing endangered people back from death.

That kind of excitement has surpassed her original intention of studying medicine—to find a good reason to meet her parents.

Years of persistence has turned it into love.

Han Qingshi let the excitement run rampant in her body, and let it crazily affect those memories that she had hidden deep in her heart and never gave up.

When the memory broke through the cage, the unwillingness under the calm began to explode rapidly.

It tore and wrestled with reality forcefully, and finally, as a loser, knelt on the ground in embarrassment to clean up the devastation.

Han Qing could hardly accept it, but had to accept it.

She staggered into the car, and regardless of the suffocating temperature in the car, she lay on the steering wheel and cried loudly.

For the first time in a whole year, she admitted that she didn't make it through at all.

Adapting to the status quo is nothing but a compromise with reality.

But once the compromise is threatened, the resentment will flow out exponentially.

She doesn't want to run between school and GN day after day, forcing herself to accept those strange things.

I don't want to get up early and stay late to deal with troubles that never end.

I don't want to worry about who's job, who's ups and downs.

She just wanted to keep it simple, use what she learned, and be at ease.

But the moment the boss of the partner company called, she still had to sit up, straightened her clothes, cleared her throat, and said with a smile, "Mr. Duan, it's not easy waiting for you to call."

Then, I went back to school to attend the opening ceremony step by step, and when it was over, I went to GN to deal with the piles of work.

Han Qingshi thought that this short school celebration trip would be the same as the many banquets she had attended. At that time, people were greeted with smiles, but no one remembered who afterward.

She never thought that a chance encounter on the playground would become the most precious gift in her life.

----

"Xia Xia, you saved my life." Whether it was then or now, Han Qingshi always thinks this way. Without Mu Xia that day, she doesn't know how she will continue to balance the unwillingness that she can't hide, and the face of a completely unfamiliar field. Willingness and powerlessness.

Hearing what Han Qing said, Mu Xia felt that even leaning on her shoulder and holding her arm tightly was not enough.

She stood up, straddled Han Qingshi's lap, wrapped her arms tightly around her neck, and leaned on her shoulders, saying happily, "Fortunately, I am nosy at that age." Otherwise, who would accompany her? ?

Han Qing hugged Mu Xia tightly, and the memories gradually became more relaxed, "I am a precocious and independent person. Since I was a child, no one arranged for me. The first time I listened, I listened to you. You said 'today will pass' So, from that day on, I no longer avoided, but tried to really let go. Soon, learning became a very easy thing, and managing GN was easy. I want to find you and tell you the good news , I found out when I went back that you were gone."

Mucha felt guilty, "I'm sorry, grandma treats me like grandpa treats you, I have to go back to my hometown to be with her."

"I know, it's just that some people don't think about some things, they always think about them in their hearts, and when they remember, they quietly change their taste." Han Qingshi kissed Mu Xia's side face, and there was no sense of blame in his words, "I'm very sorry I have long known that Wei Zhen likes women, and the word 'homosexuality' is a common feeling for me, so when I realized that I would always think of you, I was not surprised, and even happily changed my WeChat profile picture to You, transplanted a pear tree waiting for you in the homestay."

From flowering to fruiting.

From maturity to decline.

Year after year.

Mu Xia couldn't stand it, hugged Han Qing tightly, cried and apologized to her, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, after I go back to my hometown, I have to take care of my grandma, adapt to the new environment, prepare for the college entrance examination, I'm too busy, I, I thought you People at that age won't take a child's words seriously and just forget about you, I'm sorry. Ah Shi, I'm sorry."

Han Qing touched Mu Xia's hair and smiled lightly, "It's okay, didn't you come back later?"

"Come back, why didn't you recognize me immediately?" Mucha sat up and asked her tearfully, "Why didn't you just tell me who you were that night?"

Han Qing tilted his head, and smiled a little more helplessly, "Because I have met you before that, and I also heard some bad news."

"When? Where? What news?" Mucha asked impatiently.

Han Qingshi, "Before the social scholarship awards started, you bumped into me at the corner."

"!" Mucha was shocked and pleasantly surprised, "That person is you!"

"It's me." Han Qing looked over Mu Xia's shoulder, glanced at the clean upper, and said slowly, "I asked Teacher Chen why you were crying, and she said that you made a mistake in the project. Once you are in love, you don’t care about the project anymore.”

"I didn't! I did..." Mucha slumped his shoulders in frustration, "I didn't affect my work because of my relationship, but I was still with Han Shuyan at the time."

"Is it strange?" Han Qing rubbed Mu Xia's hair indifferently, with a calm tone, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave you as soon as I see you, and you will be in a dilemma between me and that person, so just don't see me, don't say anything." , let Jiahui go to the awards ceremony for me."

"Ashi..." Mucha regretted so much that he wanted to slap himself, "What have I done?"

"What do you think?" Han Qing leaned over to kiss Mu Xia's red nose, "After hearing the news, I was in a bad mood, and it happened that Wei Zhen was also upset and asked me to go out for fun, so we went to TONIGHT together, and then , I met you who came to strike up a conversation there."

Lost first.

When she looked back again, she saw the person who made her lose standing in front of her.

Han Qingshi couldn't even explain the roller coaster of his mood at that time.

The only thing that is certain is that most of the people who can go there to find an affair are still single.

She still has a chance.

But she is not reconciled to being just a woman she finds casually when she is in a bad mood, and she is even more angry with her 'casual'.

"You should have turned your head and left!" Mu Xiahong said angrily, "I'm scared, since I've come out with you, I never dare to enter the door of TONIGHT for the second time! It's okay if you leave !"

"I really want to." Han Qing saw two security guards approaching in the distance, patted Mu Xia, and said, "Let's go, the school celebration is over, and the school will start to clean up the aftermath."

Mu Xia looked back to make sure that Han Qingshi hadn't lied to him, so he reluctantly stood up and walked down with her full of doubts.

As soon as he walked out of the playground, Mu Xia immediately grabbed Han Qingshi's hand and asked her, "You haven't finished what you just said, why didn't you leave after thinking about it?"

Han Qing laughed, held Mu Xia's hand instead, and interlocked her fingers. Seeing her pouting, he couldn't help kissing her.

Just touching and leaving, Mu Xia smiled and said in a daze before he had time to recollect: "Who told you to say that you are not just anyone, I just need to be the type I like."

Anyway, I like it.

How dare she be dissatisfied?

Han Qing held Mu Xia's hand tightly, and led her into the avenue under the setting sun, stepping on the cool wind and long shadows, with a gentle voice, "So, I told myself the biggest lie in my life - Mu Xia , don’t mess with me, in fact, I wish you could belong to me right away.”

- End of text

The author has something to say: That's it, it's over, thank you for your company for the past three months.

There are three tentative extras, two of which are supplements to the main text, and one true extra.

For the next book, let’s talk about it after a while. The copywriting is useless, and the advance fee for the book I want to write is not high.

The mountains are high and the waters are far away, goodbye by fate, wave your hand.

No, see you tomorrow.

Gradually withdraw the outstretched hand...