Unchangeable

Miao Baiyue came to the hospital during the lunch break, just in time to meet the nurse pulling out the needle for Mi Beiming.

"Finished?" Miao'er leaned over to the bed, shivering from the cold, with droplets of melted snowflakes hanging from the tip of her hair.

"I just finished the injection, and the drip is fast today." The nurse smiled, "The fever has subsided, but in order to consolidate, I need to continue to take anti-inflammatory drugs."

Mi Beiming lay on the bed silently, as if depressed.

After the nurse left, Miao Baiyue pulled up the chair, sat down, and asked, "Is it better? Is it still uncomfortable?"

Mi Beiming turned to look at him, and responded with a "hmm".

"Where's Liang Xu?"

"gone."

Miao Baiyue stared at the gauze bag on Mi Beiming's forehead, and didn't dare to ask where he had gone. She wondered why Liang Xu had left. The rice swollen bag hadn't disappeared yet, so he left.

Could it be that... Rice is so desperate and doesn't want to get back together, the fundamental reason behind it is that Liang Xu doesn't want to get back together?

But... that's not right, it doesn't make sense.

"Business trip, temporary." Seeing his constipated face, Mi Beiming kindly said a few more words, "I was called away at ten o'clock, I don't know how many days to go."

"Oh, oh, so. How were you guys doing last night? You've been sleeping, and I'll go home when he comes."

Mi Beiming "hmm" again, lifted the quilt and got up, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown to go to the bathroom.

Miao Baiyue couldn't figure it out, put his cold hands into the bed to warm up, looked up and saw the thermos bucket on the low cabinet, he knew that it was the millet porridge cooked by Liang Xu - last night his stomach was growling and Liang Xu When Xu Xu heard it, he shared a bowl with him and smelt the incense.

Miao Baiyue stood up, wondering if the two of them were quarreling and having a cold war again, while unscrewing the thermos, it was empty.

Empty is good, it means that you have eaten well, and the probability of quarrels is greatly reduced.

Miao Baiyue sighed heavily for worrying about herself.

Warm water flowed from the faucet, and Mi Beiming held two of them, and reflected in the mirror a face that was much more refreshed after a good night's sleep.

He just changed his medicine in the morning, so he doesn't need to stick the gauze bag, but Liang Xu smiled and said, "Let's stick it."

"Why?" he asked.

The nurse also suggested: "Well, it's better to stick it on."

Mi Beiming endured it with puzzlement till this moment, he leaned close to the mirror, and gently tore off one side of the tape, revealing a big bulge with mixed blue and red, which looked very pitiful, but the sudden funny was even better.

Hold.

Mi Beiming reattached the adhesive strips in distaste. According to the nurse, it took three to five days for the swelling to completely subside.

I fell asleep slowly last night by rubbing this silly bag.Lightly tap the gauze with the fingertips, it will hurt if you press it too hard, but it will be comfortable if you feel a little pressure, so he fell asleep next to Liang Xu in a daze.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Mi Beiming walked to the sofa, took off the hospital gown, and changed into the clothes Liang Xu brought for him.

"What are you doing?" Miao Er asked nervously, "Going to be discharged from the hospital?"

"The fever is gone." Mi Beiming put on his coat and found a big scarf wrapped around his neck, covering himself tightly and warmly, "I'm here alone, how long do you think I can stay here? "

Miao Baiyue was not in a good mood: "I walk on the front foot, can you stay on the back foot for 3 minutes?"

Mi Beiming laughed, put the thermos and the medicine prescribed by the doctor into the bag, and said, "I'm going to visit my dad's company."

In bad weather with heavy snowfall, it is difficult to travel without macarons.

Mi Beiming felt sorry for her own car, so she sat in the taxi and asked Miaoer what time she got off work at night, so that they could go buy a new car together.

Miao Baiyue spread her hands: "You can't count on me. Tomorrow Christmas Eve and the day after tomorrow Christmas, the old hag said that if you don't want to work overtime, you should finish the work ahead of time."

Mi Beiming finally asked: "Is it because you all work overtime, or because you are inefficient and you are the only one working overtime?"

"Fart, I'm ingenious, okay! The six of us in the whole department work overtime. Are we striving for performance every day, for fear of being compared by the next department, and we won't get the quarterly bonus."

Miao Baiyue curled her lips: "I don't care, but the section chief is full of energy. She probably can get a lot by herself."

Mi Beiming was speechless, her nose was buried in the scarf to block out the seemingly absent smell of smoke in the carriage.The low-quality cigarettes are not as charming as Liang Xu's cigarettes.

The taxi went to the center of the CBD. Before getting off the car, Miao Baiyue handed the house keys to Rice, and told him not to be a moth, and not to torture himself or find trouble when Liang Xu was not around. That's not how bitter tricks work.

Mi Beiming kicked him out of the car.

The two companies were actually not far apart. The taxi drove across Sanjie Street and dropped Mi Beiming in front of the bus stop.

He hid behind the advertising light box to avoid the wind, and lowered his head to check all the balances in his mobile phone.There are about one hundred thousand yuan left, and Kari never keeps any money, so this is all his belongings.

It's okay, not down, at least not heavily in debt.

Mi Beiming braved the wind and snow to walk into the park, brushed his face into the building, and noticed something was wrong when he took the elevator.It was so quiet, every pair of eyes in the elevator was spying on me, from behind, from beside, and reflected from the mirror.

Mi Beiming casually met a ray of sight and asked directly, "What are you looking at?"

For a moment the eyes all moved away.

The elevator stops at a certain floor, how many people go down, and how many people stay behind.

After the door was closed again, a female voice asked, "Is it true? The company closed down, and Mr. Mi has absconded with the money? I...I saw today that the police came."

Mi Beiming turned around: "Who said that Mr. Mi absconded with the money."

The female colleague frowned, a little scared: "Many people have said it, so many people, I don't know who said it first."

"What should we do? Our salary for last month hasn't been paid yet!"

"I really can't believe it. Didn't the boss borrow a lot of money? Why can't he still hold on?"

"I can't find any personnel, and I don't have anything to do if I want to leave."

There was a lot of talk in the elevator, questions and complaints all got into Mi Beiming's ears.

He didn't seem to feel anything.Although the good life I can do whatever I want is all thanks to this building and this company, but when it comes to feelings, there are very few.

Mi Beiming stepped out of the elevator and walked towards his workstation.

It was completely different from the last time I came to work.At that time, everyone had something to do, and the huge office was clean and tidy.But now, people are in panic, paper scraps are everywhere, and there is no one who is still working in the environment like dilapidated ruins.

Some people saw that Mibei understood, and the eyes they cast were surprised and complicated.

The air is cold, I don't know why the air conditioner is not turned on, it seems that the wind and snow outside the window blow directly into the house.

Mi Beiming silently walked behind his supervisor, and heard the man yelling with righteous indignation: "There must be no other way! He must have been free and easy abroad! There is no business or adultery, but I want to see how far he can run! There is something wrong with him!" Don't come back forever!"

Putting the handbag on the table and leaning on it firmly, Mi Beiming squeezed his fist, stretched out his hand to grab the man's shoulder and punched him hard.

"So swear, are you the sole of my dad's shoes, you know how far you run?"

The man didn't say a word, and it turned out that he was knocked out.

Boring, rubbish.

Mi Beiming glanced at it, turned around and opened the drawer of her workstation, found Sen Xianlu's packing box and put it in a handbag - the bracelet that Lin Zhen lost before was mailed in this box.

Mi Beiming left the office, thinking that there was no need to go to the top floor, she should call Lin Zhen and ask if the house was okay.

When the call was connected, Mi Beiming was standing at the bottom of the building.

Looking up at this towering steel body, he felt that all the novels were written in fairy tales.Those talented teenagers can resolve an economic crisis with just a wicked smile, or the domineering president can easily turn the tide with just a cigarette, or even the rich man who fell from the sky with a wave of his hand, talking and laughing are all trivial to turn things around, all are fairy tales .

"Or maybe I'm just useless trash."

Mi Beiming laughed at himself indifferently, and only recovered after being questioned by Lin Zhen. He heard his mother sigh wearily, and said, "Why are you a waste, but you are a parent... When I think about it... I unexpectedly In exchange for my precious son..."

"I didn't take it seriously." Mi Beiming couldn't hear Lin Zhen crying, he asked, "Are you home? Where's my dad?"

"Your dad doesn't know where he went. I'm at home. I just told my aunt not to come back."

"Okay. I'll come back and stay with you."

"It's okay...it's okay...don't come back." Lin Zhen's voice was hoarse, and he forced a smile, "Your father is still angry, and you should scold you and beat you when you come back. It doesn't matter how serious this old thing is. I also I can't get in the air to be a peacemaker for the two of you, and let me be clean."

Mi Beiming hid in the leeward corner, her eyes were red, tears were about to flow from the wind and snow.

He took the phone away, sniffed before talking to Lin Zhen again: "I'll be staying at Miao'er's for the past two days, so you don't have to worry about me. I still have money with me, so I won't be cold or hungry."

Lin Zhen murmured a few words of "OK" in a low voice, and hesitantly called out "Mingming" a few more times, it sounded like he still had something to say.

Mi Beiming didn't urge him, but patiently walked out of the park with hands that were stiff and red from the cold, holding his handbag tightly in his arms.

"Obviously..." Lin Zhen finally made up his mind, "I'll just ask, do you... like Miao Miao?"

Mi Beiming: "..."

"As winter is approaching, I took advantage of the good weather to dry the winter quilt for you, and I also took out the dolls beside your bed. That's when I found the ring you hid in the shell."

Lin Zhen carefully recalled: "At that time, I thought, you must be the one to talk to, and you are going to propose to her. I am so happy, so I showed your father the ring. Who knows what your father is holding my face and asking me to pretend first. Do not know at all."

Mi Beiming smiled wryly and sighed: "Mom, you think too much, Miao'er and I are good buddies."

"then you--"

"It's Liang Xu." Mi Beiming remembered how Mi Zhongchen and Lin Zhen both liked to call him Liang Xu, and imitated, "It's Xiao Liang."

Lin Zhen was shocked and fell silent.

Mi Beiming laughed lightly and let out a big breath: "But we broke up now. I have to do something, I want to chase him back."

When the bus arrived at the station, passengers wrapped in rice dumplings lined up to get on and off the bus.

Mi Beiming said to Lin Zhen with a serious tone: "Mom, are you happy that I propose to Liang Xu?"

The silent silence lasted for a few seconds, and with a "beep", the call ended.

Mi Beiming put down the phone, not sad or depressed, after all, it was expected.

He looked at the group photo on the broken screen——Liang Xu celebrated his 30th birthday, wasting a piece of cake and covering his face, and next to him was the evil man saying "yeah", he deserved a beating.

In fact, it was not wasted, he still ate it.Sitting across Liang Xu's arms, he opened his mouth and bit Liang Xu's face.By the time the squabbling is enough, both of them are messed up, but the kiss is sweet and creamy.

Propose.

good idea.

Mi Beiming put away her mobile phone and got into the bus.

The author says:

thank!

There is a scene that I wanted to write about from the first four chapters, but I haven’t written it yet (manually laughing and crying