Qin Xiaoyan stood at the door again, looking at the rain outside, calculating whether the rain would gradually become smaller.

Because he didn't get an answer, Song Junming felt a little embarrassed, and turned to the old man again: "Hey, uncle, did someone pick you up?" The old man shook his head: "How can I have someone to pick up? ”

"Then, do you live here?" Song Junming seemed to be interested in chatting.

"Oh no, I'm here to serve the sick and stay in a small hotel. The old man looked at Song Junming, such a handsome young man, why is the little girl so cold?

"Oh, is your house a long way from here?"

"Hey, it's a long way off. The old man glanced at the rain outside again, and was a little worried, he was not a beautiful woman, and no one would come to pick him up.

"It's okay, I'll send it over for you, you see it's raining so hard. Song Junming seemed to hear the old man's heart, and immediately comforted him.

The old man was taken aback, and Dingqing looked at Song Junming, answering him with a sincere smile. The old man was very moved, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head: "Forget it, I'll wait for a while, I won't trouble you." I went to the bus stop on the south side, and I just got on the bus, and the bus went straight to the hotel where I was staying. Song Junming thought for a while: "Oh, that's pretty good, let's do it, uncle, you wait here, I'll drive the car over, I'll send you to the bus stop, okay?" The three of them heard the rain outside louder, although they refused people's help, but Qin Xiaoyan was also very embarrassed, this time period, this weather, it is difficult to call a car.

The old man understood that the young man was not polite, so he immediately grateful: "Oh, great, great, great young man, I am so lucky to meet such a warm-hearted person." That's too much trouble for you. ”

"It's okay, it's not a short drive. Song Junming spoke, his eyes were still floating with Qin Xiaoyan from time to time, and he chatted with the old man for a while, Song Junming felt that he had gone down some steps, and he was also a little sullen in his heart, kindly to help a girl, he had never been so nosy, hey, he was misunderstood, this girl is so vigilant?

She must have thought that she had some intention of her, right? Song Junming smiled helplessly, he has seen countless beauties, those beauties are still lining up to invite him to dinner, asking him to arrange a date, he doesn't care about it, I didn't expect to meet an iceberg, I don't know what to do, although I was a little unconvinced, but because of these unconvinced, Song Junming also deliberately took a look at it, this girl's side face, long eyelashes, big eyes, is actually black hair, there are too few people who have not dyed their hair this year, and those with black hair are generally middle-aged or older women, or school students。

Although Song Junming was provocative in his heart, he still walked out arrogantly, he had already told this old man that if he wanted to send him, he would do what he said, he opened the black umbrella, drilled into the rain waterfall, and left quickly.

The old man began to persuade Qin Xiaoyan again: "Girl, you don't have anyone to pick you up, right?" Qin Xiaoyan nodded: "Yes." Although the old man was also a stranger, it made her feel safe, and Qin Xiaoyan told the truth.

"I think this guy is good, he's a good guy, and you might as well be with him when he drops me off at the bus stop. Qin Xiaoyan actually looked forward to taking the bus in his heart, but being sent by such a strange man always felt a little uncomfortable and not right.

And the attitude towards others just now is obviously not to accept other people's help, and instead go to other people's cars and touch other people's light, which is too much to say.

Especially Qin Xiaoyan, who is strong, for her, this kind of thing seems a bit inferior. It seemed that the wind was rising, and when I looked outside, it was already raining, and the rain was indeed getting heavier and heavier.

Qin Xiaoyan frowned, watching some people come in and out, and the people who brought in were all wearing umbrellas, and complained when they came in: "Oh my God, it's too rainy, my umbrella doesn't work." Another person also said, "Yes, I am carrying an umbrella, you see my sleeves and legs are all wet, alas, if I hadn't come to deliver food, who do you think would have braved the rain to rush here?"

"It's just that the price is too high, and this time, I still haven't caught up with the meal. ”

"It's okay, I understand, what the hell is this weather? Who is the average person who suffers from this?" A few people talked and chatted, and then took the elevator and left, and the other people who passed by here later were probably also connected, and someone came to pick them up or drove here, and they walked by with an umbrella directly.

After being lively for a while, Qin Xiaoyan and this strange old man were still standing steadily in the corridor, but the old man's face didn't seem to be so anxious, after all, someone promised to send him to the bus stop, which was a great thing.

Or do you really follow this person to a bus stop and then reverse the bus? But the attitude just now, there is not much room for reversal, in case that young man really ignores her, does not call her or takes the initiative himself, and is ridiculed by others, how faceless?

Thinking about it, Qin Xiaoyan regretted it, hey, you really can't be so impulsive in doing things, don't leave room for yourself, sometimes you really make yourself very embarrassed.

Now that the people are gone, all the colleagues have already gone home, and the idea of hitchhiking with colleagues is gone, Qin Xiaoyan regrets infinitely, this is a little different from when she just got off work, sitting in front of the office window, still rubbing time.

After all, after a day of work, a day of standing, and a day of running, it is still quite tiring, even if Qin Xiaoyan has been working as a nurse for a long time, this kind of fatigue is also every day.

This kind of tiredness is not because you have been working for a long time, so you don't need to be tired. Qin Xiaoyan sighed secretly again.

I don't know how many minutes later, a car really stopped not far from the door, and the window rolled down, revealing Song Junming's handsome and dashing face: "Uncle, get in the car." Although the rain was quite heavy, but through the rain curtain, this person could be seen clearly: "Uncle, get in the car!" The old man was also very enthusiastic, and directly pulled Qin Xiaoyan's arm: "Girl, don't hesitate, get in the car with me, I'm here, let's go." "Probably the person is older and well-informed, so he can roughly guess the mood of the children, he pulled and pulled, Qin Xiaoyan just took advantage of the situation to run with him into the rain, and the two of them quickly sat in the car.

The old man sat directly in the co-pilot's position, and Qin Xiaoyan sat in the back, although it was a little embarrassing, but it could only be like this.

Chapter 8: Fortunately, Song Junming didn't laugh at or continue to make fun of this Qin Xiaoyan, he just asked: "Uncle, which station are you going to?" The old man thought for a while and confirmed again: "Oh, it's just south of the hospital, two or three miles away from here." ”

"Yo, then you have to go a long way to get here every day. ”

"yes, no way, it's cheap. However, we are an old man, our body is great, and we are not afraid of anything if we walk a few more steps. ”

"Hmm. After Song Junming finished asking where the old man was going, he naturally wanted to ask the people behind him, he didn't look back, and drove slowly: "Where are you going, girl?" Qin Xiaoyan only said two words: "The same." She said the same, these two words were a little quiet, but the old man heard it, and he quickly explained to Song Junming: "It's the same, she is also going to take the car, you just put us down." Song Junming's eyes were a little puzzled, his handsome eyebrows were slightly pressed to the middle, and then stretched out again, how could it be so coincidental?

Can the two of them make the same car? Anyway, everyone is a stranger, and no one should care too much about other people's affairs, otherwise they will be annoying.

Song Junming didn't continue to ask, and when he arrived at the parking spot designated by the old man, the old man thanked him in a thousand words: "Oh, young man, thank you so much, there are really not many good people like you now." Song Junming said modestly: "Uncle, there are many good people, it's just that you haven't met them, but good people are sometimes not easy to do, and they will be misunderstood." He clearly said this sentence to Qin Xiaoyan.

Qin Xiaoyan originally wanted to say thank you without being salty, but when she heard Song Junming's meaning as if she was sarcastic about her, she immediately swallowed the meaning of thanks, she got out of the car with a cold face, opened her umbrella, and didn't talk to Song Junming directly.

Even after taking someone's car, she still found this strange man quite annoying.

But why does it feel that this person is a little familiar? Song Junming waved his hand to the old man, and drove away, Qin Xiaoyan didn't even want to remember his car number, anyway, he didn't need to repay the favor, but it was a two-or three-mile drive, and he couldn't use it.

The old man reminded Qin Xiaoyan: "Girl, are you sure you are taking the car here?" Qin Xiaoyan looked at the direction: "Well, I can do this, and I will go home after one or two stops." Oh, the old man understood, it turned out that this girl was sitting in the wrong place, he smiled and shook his head: "Girl, I think, there are still a lot of good people in this world, and you don't think about all of them." The old man is still more perceptive to the world, Qin Xiaoyan's careful thinking did not escape the old man's eyes, she smiled a little embarrassedly: "Uncle, how do you know that I want to be broken?"

"People can't be disgraced, this young man, look at him, hey, he may be able to speak, I feel that people's hearts are very kind. No one is perfect," Qin Xiaoyan smiled and covered the mask on his mouth, yes, no matter what, people also sent two or three miles of land, and he really can't think too badly about people, even if he is a good person, a peach-eyed man who is a good person in these two or three miles.