Wang Weiwei, who was opening the door, suddenly turned around and looked at Qi Buyang's house, and said, "Doctor Qi." ”

"Huh?" Qi Buyang immediately turned back.

Wang Weiwei smiled lightly: "My heart was hot just now. ”

It is another sentence that needs to be carefully figured out for no reason, and Qi Buyang's time to answer is used to think about why her heart is hot.

Wang Weiwei saw that he was confused again, and said with a smile: "The reason why I kiss you ......" stopped suddenly, and sometimes she also needed to think about organizing language.

Qi Buyang nodded, "Hmm" waiting for her explanation.

Wang Weiwei smiled: "Think for yourself." ”

You're here to kiss me, and I'm not here to kiss you, how can I figure it out.

Seeing Qi Buyang's expression, Wang Weiwei was a little unbearable and said with a smile; "It's not that I don't want to explain what I just said in the parking lot, there are some things that can only be understood but not spoken."

Wang Weiwei entered the house and closed the door, reached out and touched her chest, still feeling that her heart was hot, not cold, not indifferent.

After a long time, she laughed at herself, the reason why she kissed Qi Buyang was not because of love, but to prove that her hypocrisy was not illusory, but I don't know if Dr. Qi, who was in Mu Ne, could think of this point, or if he had been entangled in this is a kiss between a man and a woman.

Someone once said that she was ethereal, that she was wise, that she was a woman full of philosophy, that her actions could be understood, but not easily understood.

Qi Buyang went back to the house and sat down on the sofa in the living room, thinking back to every sentence Wang Weiwei had just said, Wang Weiwei cherished words like gold, and every short sentence contained rich information.

Why did she kiss me?

She said her heart was hot!

She also said that if one day she also became an important person in her life, such as becoming her husband.

I always feel that this is a woman showing her love to a man in a tactful way.

But Qi Buyang always felt that if Wang Weiwei wanted to show her love to herself, she would say it directly.

So she's not showing her love to herself.

So what exactly is it trying to say?

Qi Buyang died bitterly to no avail, and smiled bitterly, she was really a woman who was difficult to figure out.

Qi Buyang still drove back to the hospital and reorganized a surgical information from the backup file of the patient's medical records in the hospital, he didn't know that he had failed Wang Weiwei's hard work, Wang Weiwei was indifferent to others, but for her neighbor, she already cared more.

In the study, Qi Buyang looked at the operation information, making sufficient preparations for tomorrow's operation, to ensure that tomorrow's operation was foolproof, for him this is just an operation, part of the work, but for the patient, it is a matter of life and death, for the patient's family, it is a big thing, and the whole family is worried about it.

Habits will make people gradually forget these, but Qi Buyang is used to it and remembers that he is really a good person with a kind heart and thinks about others everywhere.

Qi Buyang closed the operation information, looked at his watch, it was almost eleven o'clock, Zhang Fangfang hadn't come back yet, and it didn't seem that Song Shuhao would stay at home tonight.

Qi Buyang walked to the window, the earth was like a layer of thick ink, and there were only the light and shadow of the city in the distance.

When night falls, for Qi Buyang, it is also darkness.

The darkness of the night slowly penetrated into his heart, as if he wanted to arouse something evil, and the fatigue disappeared, and suddenly the excitement hit.

He had a premonition that something was coming, looking at a quiet house alone, a little apprehensive, and a little flustered, hoping that there was someone by his side at the moment, he was either lonely, or he hoped that someone would accompany him and spend time together.

Qi Buyang turned on all the lights in the house, even the kitchen and bathroom, and used this artificial light to illuminate his heart and not be eroded by the darkness.

He was still restless, he felt the blood in his body boiling and boiling, as excited as he had taken a drug, he restrained the strong urge in his heart, turned on the TV, and thought about something else to divert his attention.

This kind of depression made him feel like a year, he deliberately looked at his watch, but the process of enduring it just now was only ten minutes, and finally he couldn't help but walk to the bedroom, changed his clothes, and left the house.

At half past one in the morning, Qi Buyang washed away the smell of blood on his body, sat alone on the sofa in the living room, and fell asleep after drinking blood, Qi Buyang's feelings were quiet and steady, but his mood became extremely gloomy, and he thought of his father again, his father finally chose to commit suicide after countless times, his father was fed up with this kind of soul that did not belong to him, fed up with this kind of behavior that he knew was wrong and evil, and still longed to do.

If this is something that must not be changed, then what is the meaning of his continued life, his mood was so low that he thought of life and death, and Qi Buyang walked in the direction of Chaoyang as if he was driven by something.

The earth is as black as splashing with thick ink, and after midnight, the hustle and bustle of the city becomes silent, and some people like such nights, such tranquility.

Wang Weiwei leaned on the railing of the balcony, the night breeze was blowing slowly, her long flowing hair fluttered with the wind, and the purple dress also danced, the smooth curves were so beautiful that people were fascinated, such a figure was like a peerless water painting, wonderful and exquisite.

Two slender jade fingers held the thin cigarette, the smoke burned slowly, but her body was motionless, this cold beauty made people see it and wanted to know what she was thinking.

Vera Wang just stood and blew the evening breeze, lighting a cigarette from time to time, and only when her sexy and ruddy lips spit out smoke did it make people feel that this was a living woman, not a ghost.

She suddenly turned sideways and looked at the balcony next door, Qi Buyang, who hadn't fallen asleep so late, Wang Weiwei glanced at Qi Buyang indifferently, turned her head again, lowered her gaze, her body was as hard as ice, she didn't plan to say hello, this would make her just want to be quiet alone, this would make her heart cold and cold.

Until she saw Qi Buyang climb onto the railing of the balcony, standing on the railing and opening her hands to the night sky, her cold heart was forcibly pulled and had a little warmth.

Wang Weiwei was surprised by Qi Buyang's actions.

"Doctor Qi!" Vera Wang made a sound.

Qi Buyang turned a deaf ear, his body was very light, and it shook gently under the blowing of the night wind.

"Doctor Qi!"

Wang Weiwei's voice has always been soft, never so crisp and loud, never leaving the hand of the cigarette thrown downstairs, that little red light in the dark in a parabola fell downstairs.

Wang Weiwei jumped on the railing of her balcony and jumped towards the balcony of Qi Buyang's house.

"Tuk!" The high heels fell to the ground, and the sound of the heel breaking came, waking up Qi Buyang.

Before Wang Weiwei could stand up straight, she stretched out her hand and pulled Qi Buyang off the railing, which made people wonder how a woman could have so much strength.

Qi Buyang: "Ah! With a bang, his back fell on the water mill floor of the balcony, and a burst of pain suddenly hit.

Wang Weiwei had a cold face, condescendingly looked down at Qi Buyang who fell to the ground, and did not show any concern, on the contrary, the expression on her face looked a little angry.

Suddenly, Wang Weiwei kicked Qi Buyang fiercely, and said coldly: "What do you want to do!" ”

Qi Buyang didn't answer, he endured the back pain and sat up with his waist up, and just when he sat up, Wang Weiwei kicked him again and shouted coldly: "Answer me!" ”

Qi Buyang looked up at her cold and stern face, he had never seen Wang Weiwei so fierce, as if she was going to fight with him.

Seeing that she seemed to be about to move her feet again, Qi Buyang responded: "Blow the wind." ”

Wang Weiwei shrank her feet, stared at Qi Buyang coldly, and asked, "Why?" ”

Qi Buyang blurted out: "Life is in a low place, the soul is in a high place, all thoughts are pure, supreme and cool." ”

Wang Weiwei snorted coldly: "Nonsense! ”

This sentence was originally said by her, but at the moment she is talking nonsense.

Wang Weiwei said as she stretched out her hand and picked up Qi Buyang, who was sitting on the ground, and a big man was picked up by her.

Qi Buyang said: "This sentence is what you said. ”

"This sentence is only for myself."

Qi Buyang said lightly: "It's also suitable for me." ”

"! You can't understand it at all! Vera Wang competed like a girl.

Qi Buyang asked: "How do you know that I can't understand that you are not me!" ”

"Because ......"

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Wang Weiwei said and suddenly slapped Qi Buyang.

With a merciless slap, a bright red palm print appeared on Qi Buyang's face.

The atmosphere froze suddenly, Qi Buyang looked at Wang Weiwei in surprise, looking at the woman who kissed herself during the day, and slapped herself again.

Wang Weiwei's love xù looked excited, open-minded, panting.

The two looked at each other like this, one with a look full of surprise, and the other with a cold gaze.

After a while, Qi Buyang touched his hot face and turned away, but did not speak.

Wang Weiwei also slowly calmed down, habitually wanted to touch a cigarette, and when her hands were empty, she realized that there was no cigarette, bent down and raised her feet to take off the high heels under her feet, and said to Qi Buyang: "Stay honest." ”

After finishing speaking, he jumped on the railing and jumped towards his balcony, and after taking the smoke and fire from his balcony, he jumped to the balcony of Qi Buyang's house again, but in the middle of the night, he did several things in a row between life and death.

Qi Buyang looked at this woman who was acting crazy in amazement.

Wang Weiwei looked at Qi Buyang lightly, and suddenly reached out and gently touched Qi Buyang's face that was slapped, "I have always regarded you as a mature and stable man, don't be like a child, this will make me feel very uncomfortable." ”

These words at least show that Wang Weiwei cares about him, not carelessly.

Qi Buyang just looked at her eyes and knew that she said it from the heart, and her indifferent face could not hide her slightly warm heart.

Qi Buyang smiled bitterly: "It was indeed ...... at that moment just now."

Wang Weiwei turned around, but she didn't plan to listen to him, leaned on the railing of the balcony, looked at the night, and with a "click", she lit a cigarette. I1387