Wen Ru remembers that the gossip was heard in the bathroom, and soon after Wen Ru entered, she heard two nurses walk in, gossiping quietly while washing their hands.

"Weren't you assigned to the VIP ward to take care of that handsome guy?" Nurse B asked Nurse A, a little envious, "I saw it, it's still a mixed race, and it's good-looking." ”

"Well, yes before. Nurse A nodded, then leaned in and whispered, "Well, he seems to be resistant to contact with the opposite sex." ”

"Misogyny?" asked Nurse B, curious, "discriminatory or misogynistic?"

"No, no, no, well, it's quite cold to women, but it's not like that, it's just," Nurse A was a little embarrassed, "I accidentally touched him, and he actually threw up!"

"Huh, vomited?" Nurse B was shocked.

Wen Ru in the compartment also silently ate a whale.

"Yes, I'm not ugly, why did I vomit?" Nurse A was indignant and a little aggrieved: "It's so embarrassing!"

"Ahem," Nurse B imagined, coughing lightly and nodding, "It's embarrassing." ”

Wen Ru nodded silently and continued to listen.

"Yes, yes, yes, but the attitude is not bad, and you have apologized to me. Nurse A said again, and then a little helpless: "For the sake of that face, I think I'm unlucky." ”

"Poof. Nurse B couldn't help but laugh, "Probably rich and good-looking people have some quirks?"

"It doesn't comfort me. ”

"Okay. Nurse B spread her hands, then squeezed her eyebrows, and her beautiful appearance was a little obscene, "However, he hates contact with girls, what about boys?"

"Huh?" Nurse A was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized, snorted her, and decisively participated in the discussion, "This appearance is really high, I want to think about it, if it is a boy, hehe, do you think Dr. Li in the emergency department is a good match for him?"

......

Wait for the two to joke and walk away.

Wen Rucai pushed open the door of the cubicle, turned on the faucet and washed his hands silently, and then tried to recall the appearance of Dr. Li from the emergency department, well, a warm man, gentle and elegant, and thought about the delicate and indifferent teenager he saw just now, it seems, is it a bit of a match?

"Miss Wen?"

Wen Ru came back to her senses, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted." ”

"Nothing. Song Jun shook his head, and then asked Wen Ru, "Can I take a look at your records?"

"Hmm? of course. Wen Ru nodded and pushed the notebook over.

When Song Jun stretched out his hand, he inadvertently touched Wen Ru's fingertips.

Wen Ru was stunned for a moment, thinking of the stalk that she vomited, and retracted it at the speed of light.

Song Jun's hand hung in the air and paused for a second, then lowered his eyes and took the record book.

The moment she withdrew her hand, Wen Ru reacted.

Well, the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Her reaction was too big, as if it was too much.

Wen Ru pretended to be calm and opened a file, then cautiously glanced at Song Jun and then again.

Seeing that he lowered his head and looked at her transcript seriously, he didn't seem to take Fang Cai's matter to heart, biting his lower lip, Wen Ru didn't speak, if he apologized, it would only be more embarrassing.

Song Jun lowered his head, blinked his eyes slightly, and rubbed the corners of the notebook slightly with his fingertips.

Wen Ru unconsciously drew circles on the paper, and her eyes looked at Song Jun intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Jun is silent, but he is also delicate, and he is still very young, will his actions just now hurt him?

Explain that you are worried that he will throw up? Well, this is gossip, and it is not very polite. Wen Ru pondered the wording, how to explain Fang Cai's actions without embarrassment.

"Miss Wen, I've added some here. "It was Song Jun who broke the silence.

He said that the notebook was pushed back.

looked at Song Jun's slender and white hands.

Probably because of a twitch of his brain, Wen Ru subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then touched the back of Song Jun's fingers.

Noticed a slight tremor on the back of his fingers. Wen Ru's face was very natural, and he moved his hand away from the record book, and dragged it back slightly.

Pretend to be calm and look at it.

Only she knows the crampedness at this time.

and the embarrassment and vague ambiguity that permeate the air.

My God, it seems to be a hooligan, or a customer who is smaller than himself!

Song Jun withdrew his hand, lowered his head slightly, his bangs covered his eyebrows, and he looked very obedient.

Wen Ru looked up slightly and could see his hair spinning.

"Huh?" Wen Ru said.

"What's wrong?" asked Song Jun.

"So you have three hair spins?" Wen Ru was surprised, attracted by his hair spins, and counted them again.

Song Jun was stunned, and then laughed, he shook his head, his voice was cool and beautiful, "I didn't know that I had three spins." ”

"I remember there was a saying about whirlwind. Wen Ru raised her eyebrows, deliberately breaking Fang Cai's embarrassing ambiguity, and seemed to be really interested in these three hair spins.

Song Jun bowed his head, giving Wen Ru a lot of face, and he asked, "What do you say?"

"One spin fine, two spin stunned, three spin fight don't die. Wen Ru curled her lips, then turned the tip of her tongue, "But Mr. Song doesn't look like a person who can fight and die." ”

Her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, the corners of her lips are smiling, and her words are playful.

Song Jun's eyes flickered, and he must have looked at her for a while, and whispered, "Maybe." ”

Wen Ru didn't hear clearly, but she didn't ask either, her eyes and attention were on the notebook, her name dream, her hobby flying chess and cats, the first time she fell in love was on campus, and her first job was a clerical job.

Wen Ru found that Song Jun added 23 years old in the age column.

She looked up and asked him, "Is Dream 23?"

"Well, she's twenty-three. Very young. Song Jun muttered, his eyes deep.

Hearing the last sentence, Wen Ru frowned, eh, Song Jun, who was three years younger than Meng, said that these three words are a bit inconsistent.

Is it too old?" Wen Ru thought and spoke, "Mr. Song is also very young. ”

Song Jun nodded, not caring.

"Anything else, such as personality or behavioral habits?" Wen Ru's fingertips tapped a few times on age and hobbies, and asked Song Jun.

He shook his head, "There's nothing more to add." ”

A 23-year-old girl who wears a red dress and likes flying chess and cats, her first love was on campus, and her first job was a clerical job. Her image slowly materialized, like layers of wrapped veils lifted little by little, revealed, except for her appearance, the mystery is always unshakable.

And a sense of weirdness is also spreading more and more in Wen Ru's heart, such an image makes her a little familiar, Wen Ru shook her head slightly, ignoring this weirdness.

Song Jun looked down at the watch on his wrist, there were still five minutes before three o'clock.

He looked at the consultation room, and his eyes drifted to the glass bottle on Wen Ru's desk, which contained the two sunflowers that had been given by Xuan Xuan a few days ago, and the buds had bloomed to their splendor.

Wen Ru followed his gaze, the afternoon sun shone on the blooming sunflowers, corresponding to the brilliant glass bottles, dazzling, full of brilliance.

"What is the flower language of sunflowers?" Song Jun asked suddenly.

"Silent love, the pursuit of happiness, the warmth of the sun, and the love of loyalty. Wen Ru searched for memories and said.

"Warm sun. Song Jun repeated, and then spoke, "It's very good-looking, and it also praises you." ”

Wen Ru was stunned and nodded.

The bell rang three times again, and when the bell stopped, Song Jun slowly got up, "It's time." ”

"Miss Wen, see you next time. ”

"See you next time, Mr. Song. Wen Ru said goodbye.

He stood tall and tall, and the position in which he stood faced the glow of the sun, blurring his facial features.

Wen Ru couldn't see his expression clearly, but found that he had been standing for a long time.

Without waiting for her to question, Song Jun had already walked out.

Wen Ru shook her head, withdrew her gaze, and then walked to the glass bottle, which seemed to be almost bottoming out.