Except for Xiao Dong, no one noticed the change in Wang Ping's face, and no one noticed the eye contact between Xiao Dong and Wang Ping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wang Ping can almost be sure from Xiao Dong's eyes that the "mysterious person" who sent flowers, meals, and text messages to him was Xiao Dong. What she wasn't sure about was that she didn't know if Xiao Dong knew that she already knew?

When everyone dispersed, only Wang Ping and Xiao Chen remained. Wang Ping washed the dishes, and Xiao Chen chatted with her beside her.

"I haven't had time to ask you yet? Did you receive the roses from "that person" yesterday? What about today?" Xiao Chen asked Wang Ping while holding his mobile phone and sending a text message.

"Are you still dating online?Isn't everything growing after seeing the light?" Wang Ping did not directly answer Xiao Chen's question, but made fun of Xiao Chen and Lao Xia Dao.

"No, he's the boss now, so he doesn't have so much time, he just told me that he's in the dormitory. Xiao Chen said.

"I think when Lao Xia finishes being the boss, you can get married. I'll be your bridesmaid. Wang Ping is starting to plan other people's things again.

"That's what we think too. Xiao Chen smiled, lowered his head and looked at his phone for a while, so much so that he forgot the question he had just asked Wang Ping.

"I seem to know who that person is. After washing the dishes, Wang Ping wiped her hands, and while walking to the living room, she excitedly said to Xiao Chen that she just wanted to wait until the dishes were washed and slowly told Xiao Chen.

"Who?!" Xiao Chen asked loudly when he heard this, followed closely behind Wang Ping.

"Guess first. Wang Ping wondered if Xiao Chen had noticed something like her.

"I can't guess, I've guessed everything our hospital can guess. Xiao Chen said anxiously. Indeed, just now they all analyzed those "suspects" again, but they all "seemed to be sure", and they were quickly overturned by another "who seemed to be sure".

"Then have you heard what Xiao Dong said all along?" Wang Ping said.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a while, as if recalling the situation tonight, and suddenly said, "Yes, yes, why didn't I even think it was him? I said how he could recite poetry here, and I only thought he was drunk at the time, but now I see that this drunkard doesn't mean to recite poetry. “

"Are you sure? I didn't think of him at first, but you know what? I wrote the few words he memorized tonight, and he saw them in my notebook last time he came to me. I went to get the notebook and wouldn't let him see it, you remember. Wang Ping said.

"Then it must be so! You say that there are so many of us who don't think it was him. Now that I think about it, if it weren't for him, who would know so much about your schedule and schedule? And the text messages he sent you were all poems, so he must have seen your notebook and voted for you. After Wang Ping finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something: "Take a look, did you receive a text message today?" “

This sentence also reminded Wang Ping. She hadn't touched her phone all day. She hurriedly ran to the bedroom to take out the phone from her bag, Xiao Chen also ran in, and the two looked down:

Text message with tail number 4304: "Mr. Wang, do you think I can buy three bottles of beer?"

Xiao Chen and Wang Ping, you look at me, I'll look at you. Xiao Dong is clearly going to "let go" of his "identity", and now the human and physical evidence are there, and the truth is finally revealed!

"What do you think?" The two people who had finished washing up lay on their small beds, and neither of them had any intention of resting. Every nurse is a night owl, and there's nothing wrong with that.

"I won't be with Xiao Dong. You see what he does, he looks like a playboy in every way. When Wang Ping said this, she was a little excited: "Sending roses is vulgar, sending food is not dirty, sending a text message, and changing those classic poems to like that." The lame "do what it likes" with too strong purpose. must be a master of love, and besides, his father is still a director, and a family like mine can't afford to mess with it. Wang Ping said a lot very firmly, and felt that her analysis was very reasonable.

"Look at you, say you're stupid, you're really stupid, what's the year and still don't poetry, okay, this is a "poetry brother", and you say that people are playboys. Say you're smart, you're really not smart, what girl doesn't want to find someone with a good family background? Is there anything else to say now? If it weren't for Xiao Dong's father, the 23-bed family member would have come to apologize to us?" Xiao Chen was so excited that he actually told Wang Ping's bad story.

Wang Ping didn't say anything.

Xiao Chen continued: "It still depends on fate, when fate comes, you won't have so many rules and regulations." ”

"Actually, when I tell you about wearing glasses and writing poems, it's not a joke. Wang Ping opened his mouth and said: "It's the first time I've grown up like this to me, I'm still very excited, but I always feel that something is wrong, it's too unreal."

"You, do you feel panicked, a little happy and a little overwhelmed?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Well, it seems to be. Oh, we know each other so well, how embarrassed to suddenly change from colleagues to lovers? How good it is for everyone to be happy together, and it feels awkward to suddenly become lovers. How did you and Lao Xia feel at the beginning?" Wang Ping asked again.

The early autumn night is warm and cold. Xiao Chen and Wang Ping were lying in their respective quilts, still sharing their hearts, and they didn't know when they fell asleep. The city in the dream, the clouds are light, the wind is light, and the moon is half full.