The tip of the iceberg

After a while, the nurse came to help me change the ward, and I realized that I had changed to a single room, and I could clean the hanging bottle. In the comfortable room, I finally fell asleep, I don't know how long I fell asleep, I had a long dream, the dream was full of silk like a lake, almost covered me, a woman in a rose-colored cheongsam, smiling quietly, another man in a green shirt stood beside her, and the eyebrows and eyes were affectionate that I had never seen. The woman is gently rocking on the swing, and the man is slowly pushing behind it.

Looking closely at the man's eyebrows and eyes, he was a little familiar, a little bit of Zhao Yijing's appearance, and I woke up in a frightened spirit. When Yao Qinglian came again, I couldn't help but chat with her: "I dreamed of silk again, overwhelming." ”

"Homesick, right? Qinglian squinted, "Do you remember when we were young, we picked mulberry leaves together and hid in the dye shop to hide and seek, haha." "Qinglian and I both come from a silk town, where every household raises silkworms and weaves brocade, but now the income of silkworm farmers is not high, many people have changed careers, businesses are complicated, high-rise buildings are built, and it has changed a lot. Qinglian's family runs a small restaurant, and my family has changed their livelihood after raising silkworms for a few years. However, Qinglian and I both have a special affection for silk, so we chose this kind of work.

During the chat, I pretended to have no intention of asking: "Isn't Mr. Zhao going to France, why did he go back to Beijing again?"

Qinglian was stunned: "I don't know, he sent Xiao Bin out later." Maybe something's wrong. By the way, the company has a batch of foreign trade silk pajamas for domestic sales, I helped you buy one, and I will bring it to you tomorrow. ”

Asked how she and Zhao Yijing were developing, her eyes immediately lit up: "Recently, my shit has arrived, and he will find me to eat when he is free, take the initiative, God, I finally look forward to it." Somehow, when I heard this, I felt a little sour. I also felt that this sour was unreasonable, and hurriedly answered: "Wouldn't that be very good." ”

"It's good, when he looks at you, his heart is really going to jump out. You never know what's going on in his mind, though. By the way, to tell you the exciting news, it turns out that Lian Xiaoru's sister has been with him before, no wonder Lian Xiaoru can be his personal secret. ”

"What is her sister doing?" I was curious.

"It seems to be a model, called Lian Bing, not very famous. Yao Qinglian was a little sad, "Later, when I got married, I became crazy, and now I am being treated abroad." ”

"What's going on? how can such a good person be like that?" I couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't know, I heard that Lian Bing fell in love with Zhao Yijing back then, but Zhao Yijing never married her, and somehow married a director, and then it is not clear here. Yao Qinglian pointed to her head, "So your lover can't be too full of love, and you should love yourself with three points, otherwise you should go crazy." "Qinglian said unintentionally, but I listened intentionally, am I too full of love for Gu Jun?

On the afternoon of the third day of hospitalization, Jiang Di came. When I saw her, my heart wrinkled. She carried a fruit basket in her hand, her face haggard, and her chin pointed.

"Teacher Song, are you feeling better?" her voice was soft and soft.

I didn't answer, but asked her, "What are you doing?"

"Teacher Song, I didn't know it would be like this, I didn't mean to. Jiang Di bowed slightly, biting his lip a little pitiful.

I sighed: "He's not here now, he's coming at night." You don't have to be like this, you have something to say. ”