At night in the city, lights of various colors come into view, and all kinds of lights reflect each other, weaving the dream of the city night in the interlaced, but it seems a little softer through the glass.

The night in the hospital is quiet, and the intensive care area on the 28th floor is even quieter, and the needle drop can be heard. Qiu Han is afraid of this kind of quiet night, he has a concern in his heart, he will be afraid of this loneliness, he has guilt in his heart, he is even more afraid of such a loss, in the end he doesn't even have a chance to apologize? Leaning against the window, he is expressionless and motionless.

Murong Xiao looked at her mother first, saw that she was already asleep, and gently closed the door and saw the scene in front of her, for some reason, her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and after the instant pain, she was a little panicked, a little chaotic, she was at a loss, she didn't know whether to come closer, or should she just look at the man in front of her from afar.

"Xiaoxiao, come and sit?"

Qiu Han's voice is not loud, in this quiet area, but what can escape an eye that can't sleep at night?

Murong Xiao looked even more flustered, this was a feeling she had never felt in 23 years, she wanted to get closer, but she didn't want to get closer, her head was blank, and the slender hand holding the doorknob did not let go until this moment, her eyes were firmly fixed on Qiu Han's direction, and finally she walked over and sat down beside Qiu Han.

This time she didn't sit opposite Qiu Han, but chose to be next to her, she was afraid to see his deep and melancholy eyes, she didn't want to read this man from his eyes, she just wanted to be able to stand beside her when she was most sad, even if she didn't say anything, didn't say anything. At this moment, she felt that she was a little happy, but she knew that Zi Yuyan should be happier.

In two days, she had heard the name more than a hundred times, and it was a very nice name, and he said that she was beautiful, how beautiful she was, and that I was pretty? They loved each other very much, but why did they separate again? He missed her so much, did she miss him at the moment?

……

Too many unknown things aroused countless curiosity in Murong Xiao's psychology, and she suddenly had an impulse, she seemed to see this woman, this woman who had been haunted by Qiu Han and made her feel painful......

Qiu Han turned his head to look at Xiaoxiao, who was in a trance, and smiled: "What does Xiaoxiao think?"

"Ah, no, didn't think anything. After speaking, the whole pretty face turned crimson.

The night is the best, good at hiding shame. Murong Xiao didn't know if Qiu Han had seen it, and the whole person collapsed tightly at this moment.

"Why do you keep blushing, sit across from me. ”

……

Murong Xiao felt that she was nailed directly, her body had no strength at all, she tried her best to calm down, but this guy kept seeing it, and he broke it, what should I do?

"I'll get you a glass of water. After saying that, Qiu Han stopped looking at her and got up to get water.

When he came back, Murong Xiao sat down in the direction opposite him very obediently, and his face returned to calm.

"Brother Han, do you miss her?"

"Yes!"

"Then tell me about it, and you'll be better if you say it, isn't that the morning?"

"You need a listener, and I'm your best listener!" Murong Xiao added.

"Well, as much as you can say, I'm leaving here tomorrow. ”

Hearing this, Murong Xiao felt a little lost, and she was suddenly a little afraid that this man would leave and never see him again......

The girl's mind is wonderful, and the girl's mind is even more subtle. Murong Xiao knew that she should like the man opposite who was much older than herself, thinking about her oath when she didn't know the other party's age, thinking about what happened in the past two days, not only did she not regret it, but she also had a little more firmness in her heart.

Qiu Han didn't look at Xiaoxiao, but his head was tilted to the window, and his thoughts flew into the distance.

During the chat, I learned that Ziyuyan is the eldest in the family, as well as a younger sister and younger brother. Her father has been a secretary in the village for many years and is a respected and innocent village official, and her mother is a virtuous and virtuous traditional woman. That's why he will go out to work, and the boss wants to subsidize the family. We are all facing the same fate after the 80s, at least two children in the rural family at that time, and relatively few of the generally wealthy, in the ten years after the reform and opening up, the most spectacular scene is to go to the city to work.

She is currently doing her hair at her godmother's place, and she has been out to do things for more than a year, and the boss looks at her full of love, she has no daughters under her knees, and her son is still young, so she recognized her godmother and took care of her very much.

The location of the barber shop is near the compound of the military region, and the daily work is to cut the hair of the old and young men of the neighborhood and the army, and to tie the hair of the women.

I like someone and always want to know as much information about her as possible, and I also told about me. Love is the reciprocity of information, if you like someone, you will have too much to hide, want to share with her, as you understand it slowly, you will share more and more. Each other is willing to understand each other, unlike in this era, when they don't know each other, they all go to bed passionately, and they don't even know their names afterwards, and they often have routines.

It was already past 1 a.m. when I got home. The radio was still playing a show of the Night Walkers.

"I'm back, why is it so late, where have you been?" Qin Qiang asked.

"Dating. ”

"Date, with whom?"

“…… Don't say. ”

"Say, why do you still keep this relationship?"

"Confidentiality. ”

"Sleep, sleep, I'll be sweet for a while. ”

"Virtue. ”

Whether it's a boy or a man, don't look at the usual don't gossip, that's not what you're interested in, gossiping is worse than girls, this should stem from the relationship between men who always only pay attention to the results of things, and if you don't get the results, you won't stop.

The days in summer are very long, and I need to work on the construction site during the day, the work is not very tiring, and the electrician's work in the decoration needs to thread on the construction site every day, lay pipes, submerged boxes, etc.

I used to work for 7 days, but now I have to catch up with 10 days before I go to the ground. Because I always think of her in my heart, as long as I think of it, I will think of sneaking home to write to her......

She can still receive my letters every day, and occasionally leave me messages, saying some words of care and the like, we just keep the most common contact information, more than a month later, I took the initiative to call her, this time the owner of the store actually did not hang up, I also heard her voice smoothly, and I was ecstatic at that moment.

"I want to see you. ”

"Tomorrow, I don't have to go to work in the afternoon. ”

"Why don't you come to me, there's a place to cook, and you're still here. ”

"Okay, let's meet tomorrow, I'm going to do something. ”

Honk...... Honk......