what's your attitude

Peng Li met Zheng Wanyan who had bought some food downstairs, and he calculated that it was almost time, so he went upstairs with Zheng Wanyan.

Zheng Wanyan has strong social skills, and Peng Li is also a talker, even if he doesn't know the other party's name, he can chat all the way.

"You are our director's child." Zheng Wanyan gossiped, "Is there anything particularly embarrassing about our director when he was a child, let's hear it."

Peng Li thought this girl was interesting, "Him? When he was a student, he was a man of the moment, and people chasing him were lining up."

Zheng Wanyan said "tsk tut" twice, "Our director is a bit older, but compared with some old men in the office, he is still in his prime, let alone, there were technical workers who came to practice in the workshop before, and those little girls Calling the director Changhua behind his back."

Both of them have familiar personalities, Zheng Wanyan has changed the address from "you" to "you" in just a few words.

Peng Li burst out laughing, "Changhua?"

"No matter how old-fashioned the director's clothes are, it's hard to hide his beauty." Zheng Wanyan said again, "The director heard about it later. Thanks to him, if it were other old men in the office, those little girls would definitely look at them."

The two talked to each other, and the elevator arrived at the floor quickly. They entered the ward one after the other, and the room was a little quiet. Neither Pei Rong nor Yan Xinxia spoke.

Seeing Peng Li coming back, Yan Xinxia stood up, "Let Pei Rong eat, we'll go back first."

Peng Li glanced back and forth between the two, this is... what's wrong?When I was chatting with Zheng Wanyan, I heard Zheng Wanyan mention that she will go back later, this is not a good opportunity, Yan Xinxia doesn't plan to stay with Pei Rong?

Pei Rong didn't insist on staying, "Okay, I'll find time to come out later."

Yan Xinxia and Peng Li were sent away, Zheng Wanyan only had a meal with Pei Rong, and had to go home to rest, and Pei Rong was the only one left in the ward.

He thought about calling Wang Hanqing, but remembered that he couldn't answer it now, so when he clicked on WeChat, Wang Hanqing sent him a photo.

The place where the photo was taken was not well lit, and Wang Han lightly shook his hands, the photo was blurry, but Pei Rong could still make out the saber in Wang Hanqing's mouth in the photo.

"I saw it."

Missed the opportunity to contact tonight, Pei Rong also felt the feeling of worry, Wang Hanqing tried his best to share, and he also responded to everything.

"I'm sleeping, and I have to stay in the hospital all day tomorrow, and I don't know how to charge my phone."

The next day, Pei Rong was hospitalized and did not stop. People from the factory came in batches, first a few leaders, and then a few subordinates in the office. They took a bunch of milk and fruits. Those who didn’t know thought that Pei Rong Rong got some serious illness.

That is to say, Zheng Wanyan is a clever girl, but she is the only one who brought Pei Rong a charger.

"I understand your director. Modern people can't live without their mobile phones without arms."

Thinking that he could calm down after seeing off his colleagues in the unit, Pei Rong charged his phone and sent a message to Wang Hanqing saying that he had got the charger, but someone knocked on the door again.

Pei Rong had to force his smile to cope, "Please come in."

It was Yan Xinxia who pushed the door in, holding a thermos in his hand, standing at the door dignifiedly, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

The smile on Pei Rong's face froze for a moment, he thought yesterday's conversation was a disguised rejection of Yan Xinxia, ​​"You..."

Ignoring Pei Rong's surprise, Yan Xinxia went straight to the bed, took apart the thermos in her hand, and filled out the food.

"The injury from eating takeout all the time will heal more slowly." Yan Xinxia said to herself, "This is what I learned from my aunt, try it."

Pei Rong stood up with one hand, "Xinxia, ​​I said yesterday..."

"I know." Yan Xinxia interrupted him, "You said you are not with him yet, maybe you will be together, but maybe you won't be together, although I came back late, but there is still a chance, right? "

Pei Rong opened his mouth. At this moment, he seemed to see Yan Xinxia in middle school. Yan Xinxia is a person with his own ideas and will not be disturbed by the outside world. In order to achieve his goal, he will try again and again.

Yan Xinxia knew Pei Rong too well, giving him a little pressure, he was taking a step back, Pei Rong was soft-hearted, he rarely showed embarrassment to others, and would not make everyone down.

"Even if you only treat me as an old friend, you shouldn't reject me."

Pei Rong leaned against the head of the bed, reluctantly said "thank you".

Two people who have shared memories will not stand in the cold, as long as Yan Xinxia is willing to bring up the topic, Pei Rong will always have a word or two with him.

When the nurse came in to give Pei Rong an infusion, Pei Rong hadn't finished his meal. The nurse specially reminded, "Be careful, if it doesn't work, ask your friend to feed you."

In front of the nurse, Pei Rong just nodded awkwardly.

After the nurse went out, Yan Xinxia asked, "Do you need me to feed you?"

Pei Rong smiled, "Stop making trouble."

Pei Rong could still refuse the meal, but he had to rely on Yan Xinxia's help to go to the toilet. Pei Rong's right hand was in a plaster cast, and the infusion could only be pierced into his left hand. He couldn't hold the bottle by himself. Yan Xinxia helped him to the toilet.

Fortunately, there is a place to hang hanging bottles in the toilet, Yan Xinxia hung the hanging bottles, and said very considerately: "Okay, you call me."

At this moment, Pei Rong was thinking, if he couldn't be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, he would have to hire a nurse anyway.

Yan Xinxia accompanied Pei Rong in the hospital to hang the water before leaving. Before leaving, Pei Rong said to him: "Tomorrow, I really don't need to come, it's too much trouble for you."

Yan Xinxia shrugged, "I don't think it's troublesome, you have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

As soon as the door of the ward was closed, Pei Rong wearily raised his left hand to block his eyes. He didn't want to accept Yan Xinxia's love. Favor is the most difficult thing in this world.

After Pei Rong finished the infusion, he fell asleep for a while, and when he woke up, it was dark outside.

The hospital is like this, when people come to visit, it is lively, and when the people leave, it looks like something deserted, but there are no other patients in my ward.

The location of the hospital is not in the center of the city, and the place is not remote, but it is quiet enough to hear any traffic. Pei Rong is too lazy to turn on the lights, staring at the window and distracted. He always feels that something is missing... what is it?

He suddenly remembered something, and reached under the pillow to touch his phone. It's already this time today, and Wang Hanqing hasn't called him yet.

Is this... something wrong?

In the end, he sent the WeChat message to Wang Hanqing himself, but Wang Hanqing didn't reply, so he quickly sent a message to Wang Hanqing.

"I'm very busy today?"

Pei Rong thought that sending this message would go nowhere, but the words "the other party is typing" flashed on the top of the chat box.

what's the situation?

Soon, Wang Hanqing replied, "Not busy."

not busy?

Pei Rong was even more confused, why didn't he call when he was not busy, why didn't he call when there was a signal, let it be fine if he didn't call, why pretended he didn't see his message?

It was inconvenient for Pei Rong to type with one hand, and he thought it was just voice. Wang Hanqing couldn't see his anger, so he played a video.

With a "ding", his video request was rejected by Wang Hanqing.

Pei Rong opened his mouth wide, where did he encounter such a wall with Wang Hanqing?

Wang Han lightly sent a message to explain, "Wait a minute."

Wait a minute?

Pei Rong got a little angry, and the drowsiness disappeared from his mind. What is Wang Hanqing doing?

The time in the upper right corner of the phone is 25:15. Pei Rong secretly calculated in his heart that he would give Wang Hanqing 15 minutes at most. After [-] minutes, if Wang Hanqing could not give himself an explanation, he would definitely...

Must be what?

Before Pei Rong could figure it out, his thoughts were caught by the sound of footsteps outside the door, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Just when he reached the door of the ward where he was, Pei Rong stood up with his healthy left hand, and he vaguely saw the shadow shaking from the crack in the door.

A bold idea jumped into his mind, couldn't it be Wang Hanqing?

But... shouldn't he still have a few days?

Once such an idea arises, Pei Rong will look forward to it. He looked up at his neck, and wanted to open his mouth for Wang Hanqing's name several times, but he was restrained by himself.

The door lock moved, and the door was slowly pushed open. A tall figure stood against the light in the door frame. Pei Rong squinted his eyes, "Wang Hanqing?"

"I'm here." Wang Han responded lightly to Pei Rong.

Pei Rong couldn't believe it, he couldn't help but struggled to sit up, "It's really you."

Wang Han closed the door gently, put the bag in his hand against the wall, and before he could even turn on the light, he walked quickly to the hospital bed, and gently pressed Pei Rong's shoulder with his big hand, "Don't move."

Pei Rong couldn't use much strength, so he lay back down.

"Don't you have a few more days?"

Wang Han sat lightly on the side of the bed, "The original plan was to come back a few days later, it was brought forward..."

He had long wanted to see Pei Rong, and when he heard that Pei Rong was hospitalized, he wished he could come back last night.

Pei Rong has always felt that in the plot of the TV series, rushing back for someone in the middle of the night is silly, indeed silly, but his chest is filled with something.

"Then what about your work?" Pei Rong was still worried after the age when he could be willful because of his feelings.

"My part is already done, and the rest will be left to my colleagues."

Pei Rong really despised himself for being so excited like a kid, but he really couldn't help it, and he never forgot to tease Wang Hanqing at this moment, "You never ask for help."

Because of Pei Rong, Wang Hanqing has broken countless cases.

"But I don't want to wait any longer." The days in the military region were long but also fulfilling, but starting from last night, this fulfillment and length could not be maintained in a relatively balanced state. He wanted to see Pei Rong so much, every minute and every second Waiting is suffering.

Pei Rong lay on the bed with open arms, "Do you want a hug?"

Wang Han avoided Pei Rong's plastered hand lightly, and leaned over to hug him. In the dark, he leaned close to Pei Rong's neck and sniffed, it was Pei Rong's breath.

Pei Rong held back the itch, and stroked the back of Wang Hanqing's head with his left hand, "The puppy has worked hard."