When I wrote this article, I was reading Wang Xiaobo's "Golden Age", and I kind of wanted to learn that style, but it became less and less like it later.

Whenever I stand on the operating table and scratch the white, dark or yellow skin under the purple light, I always think of a foggy morning many years ago, when I was riding my bicycle to school for morning self-study, and there was a graceful girl with long flowing hair walking slowly in front of me. I sped over and patted her on the shoulder......

Later, when I was in medical school, I analyzed my physiological state at that time, and summed it up* that it was just impulsive. Unfortunately, this impulsive act makes me sad.

To others I was understandably young and frivolous, but more than I really regretted that I stretched out my hand. Whenever I think about this, my nostrils will dilate (this is what Nurse Ah Lian told me) and then a handkerchief caught in the pliers will rub twice on my forehead - almost all surgeons will always ask to wipe sweat during surgery, but for me it is just a ritual to start the operation, I rarely sweat during the operation, probably because the operating room is very cool.

Only Ah Lian knew that I would "sleepwalk" during the operation, which was her own understanding, but in fact I was just thinking nonsense. She always said to me after the surgery, "Dr. Yip congratulated you on the success of the surgery, but let's talk about the psychological problems you are facing." The first time I heard her say that, I was shocked: "Do you think I'm a bit psychological?" Okay, let's talk. "Later, after each operation, I would talk to Ah Lian about my psychological problems with great interest, which has become my leisure activity, and at this time, I felt that there was nothing wrong with taking psychology in college. At the end of each conversation, she would ask me eagerly, "Tell me, Dr. Ye, where did that classmate of yours sit for a doctor?" ”

When Ah Lian finished the ceremony to start the operation, she would whisper to me, "Dr. Ye's abdominal cavity (chest cavity, pelvis) has opened. "Sometimes she would say, Doctor, you can cut it or you can pick it up. My cousin is like the dog in the Pavlovian reflex test, with a "cooing" sound in my throat and then a hara, wondering why I have a hara? Then I would look at the bloody mass of organs in the patient's body, and the weak shoulder would come to mind, and I would gently pat it, and immediately a wonderful face would be deeply imprinted in my mind, and then I would let out a soft ......

At this point in the operation, all the staff would be staring at me, and I was fantasizing about that face but involuntarily saying, "Woo! … This (liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys) is full of chic. After hearing this, everyone forcibly held back the convulsions of their bodies. They were all professionals and never laughed at the scene.

Until one time I had cecal surgery - in fact, this kind of surgery is overkill for me, but the other party is a related household in the hospital, even if it is a circumcision, I have to go - when I fantasize to let out "Woo! After that sound, I found that this operation only needs to be cut a small incision, and the internal structure is difficult to see clearly, so I had no choice but to look at the shaved ***, and said insincerely: "This chicken (scientific name is not allowed to be haired, and the scientific name is better here) looks very exquisite, and it is a pity to cut it!" After all, it was a minor operation, and everyone's professionalism was a little distracted, and they actually laughed. The patient panicked and said that it was not the same thing that was going to be cut, it was still a useful organ.

Most of the doctors present afterwards said that with their professional ethics, they could not bear it completely when I commented that the dick was exquisite, but the phrase "It's a pity to cut the blame" was a new line that had not appeared before, so they didn't hold back. Then the patient complained to me mercilessly, regardless of who had helped him cut off the rotten, smelly cecum. He said that I insulted the dignity of his man*, that I was a very dangerous doctor, and that this matter was very strict anyway, just like I had a medical accident that killed my ** mother. But I also thought that if I insisted on my opinion, he probably wouldn't dare to take it out and compare it with me. However, my colleagues also said that they were too unauthentic, and actually said that there was a risk of intestinal cramps or stomach cramps when operating with me, which was simply fart. The dean criticized me harshly, saying that I was not sensible and asked me to write an examination. I kao, I have to examine from the perspective of language and culture, not all organs can be described as exquisite.

After the dean had finished teaching me, he brought his wife to visit my den in the evening. In the name of it: to do ideological work. The dean always had to look around when he came in, as if I were living in a zoo.

"Are you home alone?" The dean said after searching with both eyes with probes*.

"You don't know the quality of Yang Xue's work." I found a flattened paper cup under the sofa cushion and was ready to pour some water. The dean sniffed vigorously and said, "Looks like she hasn't been back for a few days." ”

"Honey, don't you want to pour me water in that cup?" The dean's wife looked at me in surprise and said.

"This is definitely naturally flattened by the sofa cushions, no one has ever sat on it, you can rest assured."

"Your attitude is not good, is it because I am dissatisfied with the work arrangement I gave you?" The dean said softly.

"Where?" I grunted.

"No, how do you talk sourly? You must know that you are already the youngest surgeon in our hospital, I can't arrange too many major surgeries for you, I can't use my power for personal gain! ”

"Yes, you have to understand Dad's hard work, and he also hopes that you can take on your own in the future!" The dean's wife started to clean up my room, no, she was my mom at this time.

"Don't say those crazy things during the operation in the future, even if you are in prison* and gentle, you see Qu Yuan in ancient times, and it was also in prison * that people became literary classics." Dad lit a cigarette and said, "Learn more lines from **, people are good actors." ”

And then they started saying those disgusting lines in front of me, and I stared at them, and I felt like a big light bulb or a chemical meter, and I felt a big change in their endocrine, and they said to me, "Get some rest!" So he went home and rested. And I still have in my mind the hustle and bustle of when they came, like my dad saying, "You're very diligent like me." My mother would say, "That's my genes, it has nothing to do with you." Dad will retort: "There is always my acquired influence, you didn't see how I taught him to disassemble the computer back then." My mother would say, "Don't mention the computer, you don't know how worried I was when he had his first heart surgery, I was afraid that he would cut open the patient's left and right ventricles......"

"Be cautious when performing craniotomy in the future!" This is my mother's last sentence.

For me, my greatest passion for medicine is studying the human brain, but my parents had a wrong understanding of this, and they equated my enthusiasm for medicine with dismantling a computer. Actually, I'm just curious. I've rarely played with a human head since I got into medicine (which may be a bit crazy). My first anatomy class was done by the teacher, and that day he forgot to cut his head. I personally dissected a headless female corpse, and then I never played with the real body again because the corpse was tight, after all, I am not a forensic doctor, and there is no need for the school to arrange too many anatomy classes for me. In the years I have been working in the hospital, I have opened almost every part of the human body and looked at it, and I owe it to my head. For me, who has been curious and immersed in medicine for nearly ten years, this is undoubtedly a kind of torture. So before each surgery, I subconsciously look at the patient's head.

Later, I cut open the patient's stomach and said, "Woo! After the voice, there was a head in his head. A fabulous face, a head for medical research split screen in my head. I had no choice but to stop praising any of the patient's organs and say, "Whoa! The road is slowly repairing and far away, and I will go up and down and seek. "It's probably a cultural or ideological breakthrough.

One evening in August, I had a very successful organ transplant, and I have rarely received such a big case since I entered the industry, and I have been working on it for nearly a day and a night, and I am unconscious, but the split screen in my mind is becoming clearer and clearer, and the face seems to be laughing like a silver bell. Before the stitching, my assistant Wang Er gave me Nikon, and then greedily watched me take pictures of my work. This is a very despicable thing, at least I violated the image rights of the patient's internal organs, so I will only leave my assistants Wang Er and Ah Lian when stitching it up. I trust Ah Lian 100%, as for why she would be involved in my crazy activities, because she wants to study my psychology, I think. And Wang Er's active participation made me a little overwhelmed. I didn't believe him, but he seemed to have a fanatical hobby of photography, and he was as depressed as I was about craniotomy. I watched nervously as he lifted his camera and pressed the shutter, his face contorted with excitement, and he didn't look as surprised as I had imagined. I'm finally sure he's really psychological, but I like crazy people.

I may be the only surgeon who performs the sutures in the entire medical community, and although I am not responsible for the patient, there are still many people who ask me to perform the surgery. Joke, who said that the suturing skills of the chief surgeon will be very good.

After the surgery, I sat on the couch in the lounge and drank coffee, and Ah Lian sat next to me. She didn't take the initiative to discuss my psychological problems with me as usual, and she was as quiet as a statue, which really made me uneasy. Rarely have I sat with a woman in such silence. There was a special smell about her, and it was easy to evoke the consciousness buried deep in my heart on such a quiet night, or rather the beast*. In order to break this atmosphere full of **, I smiled and asked her, "Have you lost interest in my psychological problems?" ”

"No, I'm even more fascinated!" Ah Lian looked at me sternly: "Ye Huan", the first time she called my name, my heart suddenly tightened, "I have studied your psychological problems countless times, but I found that I have many kinds of mental illnesses!" ”

"You're saying you're stricter than me now!"

"No, I have a very clear grasp of my psychology, I admit that I have a heart disease, but it's all because of you, because you're a fan."

I could barely hold the coffee cup in my hand, what was she doing, accusing me of playing tricks on her, or ...... I didn't dare to think about it any further. The throat involuntarily choked: "So, you have been solving my so-called mystery?"

"Yes, I'm a very curious woman, and it seems to me that you have a lot of secrets buried in your heart, and you are always hiding them from being discovered, which is irresistible to me."

For the first time, I began to look at the girl in front of me, and she was indeed the same as me in terms of curiosity, and I liked to feel sorry for each other. She's a delicate nurse, and there's a pretty beautiful carcass hidden under her white nurse's uniform. I felt a powerful current of heat rush through my body. At this time, a skull suddenly appeared in my mind, a beautiful head, with long flowing hair and a wonderful face...... My cerebral blood vessels began to constrict, and I thought my expression must be amusement.

Ah Lian hung a key-shaped pendant around my neck, gently leaned into my ear and said, "I want to open your heart." Then I felt a pair of soft lips glide over mine, leaving a trail of scents. I found that the freehand conversation after the surgery would be gone from me. It's not that I don't have feelings for Ah Lian in my heart, but I also know that it is definitely not as strong as her for me. Seeing my wooden appearance, Ah Lian finally became shy, and gently turned around and walked away. I watched her gradually disappear, and suddenly I felt a sense of loss, like the loss of the Peach Blossom Spring.

I left the hospital in the chaos.

Exhausted, I returned home, and the living room was brightly lit. A woman is sleeping soundly on the couch. I walked slowly over to her side and stared at her. It is this face that comes to my mind all the time. I hadn't seen this woman for about a week, her professional suit soaked with sweat and the smell of exhaustion stronger than mine, but still couldn't hide the smell of her. My sense of smell began to collapse, and my irritability and restlessness made me shout loudly: "Yang Xue, you get up for me, take a bath and go back to my room to sleep." She just lifted her eyelids and fell asleep again.

"Do you still want me to throw you in the bathroom?"

Yang Xue's brows furrowed, and a hint of shame appeared on her sleepy face. I realized that there was something wrong with what I had just said, and my heart was also fluttering. "I just came back from a foreign interview, and I haven't experienced the jet lag yet, can't you be gentle with me?" Yang Xue's voice tonight is so coquettish, it makes my blood break for no reason. Her breasts seemed to rise and fall slightly, and I couldn't help but lose my mind.

"Little villain, what are you looking at?" Yang Xuejiao hit me angrily. I can't stand hearing her call me a little villain. I suddenly wanted to be a little more vicious and did her. Why did God send me such a woman, I want to get it and I am afraid of it. Just as I was in the middle of the battle between heaven and man in my mind, Yang Xue suddenly approached me and held my chin and said, "Ah! What's wrong with your lips? ”

"Is it broken?" I said: "No wonder I feel salty." ”

She actually knocked me on the head and said, "I guess I was too careless to have surgery." ”

"What kind of logic is this, please be a journalist, don't talk upside down." I was about to knock her back, but she pinched the chain around my neck and said, "Huh! This thing is so cute, who gave it away? "I was suddenly a little nervous, I kept reminding myself in my heart that I had nothing to do with Yang Xue, and I didn't have any responsibility for her, but at the same time I had to warn myself that there were some things I couldn't say, and the beauty in front of me was actually an excellent TV reporter with strong professional sensitivity*, so I just said lightly: "I can't buy it myself!" Gently pushed her away and said, "Look at you, if you're dirty, go take a shower, and keep a clean image in front of the doctor." ”

Although I was playing haha, I felt that Yang Xue's expression was a little gloomy, even though it was only for a moment, it made me feel the urge to hug her into my arms. Yang Xue glared at me again, pouted and walked into the bathroom. The woman's eyes that dragged away the anger were actually very **, I couldn't help but feel my throat dry, and I drank my saliva and came to the mirror to observe my lips. It's really broken. I suddenly remembered that Arlene's thin lips had turned into a sharp scalpel the moment they slid over mine, or had she kissed me with the blade in her mouth. She said she wanted to open my heart, so she had to do something. But this is my mouth, not my chest!

Wait, I found that the memory of the time from Ah Lian kissing me to seeing Yang Xue when I came home disappeared. What the hell did I do. Maybe it's a funny thing, I originally planned to go home and have a good time, but because I saw Yang Xue, I deliberately forgot about it. It's Yang Xue again, this is the woman I dream of but it's hard to get. I scratched my head blankly, I thought it was annoying to think about these things, so I turned and went into the darkroom.

Walking into the darkroom is like walking into history for me, I clean those new photos but recall the old photos I took - Yang Xue was very charming lying on the sofa drinking a glass of willow ding, she glared at me coquettishly after I pressed the shutter, unceremoniously put her feet on my lap, and I held it blankly as if I wanted to hold the tail of life. I was fifteen years old that year, and I had a monk's head that could be cocked; That year, I was in my third year of junior high school and was forced to drop out. My dad pulled me to the principal's office and said to the principal: "Lao Cao, we have been friends for decades, and you actually didn't let my son be admitted to high school!" Principal Cao said to my father with a sad face: "Lao Yang, it's not that buddies don't talk about friendship, your son beat others so much that he can't get into college, how can you let me explain." ”

My dad was very excited that day, talked a lot to Lao Cao, smoked a pack of China, and the whole principal's room was full of smoke, and I honestly stood aside, feeling like a piece of smoked bacon. In the end, my father said something that affected my life: "Lao Tzu's son will not die if he does not go to school." ”

I followed my father out of the principal's office, and my father said, "When I was in school, I always loved to be bullied, but I didn't expect to have a son who could bully people so much." I said apprehensively, "Dad, I was wrong. ”

"It's time for your little gang to disband."

"Hmm." Although I was reluctant to give up those little brothers, I knew deep down that dropping out of school would mean the end of my gangster career.

"Dad, you really don't let me study!"

"It's okay, let's go home and be self-taught."

"How do you explain to my mother?" This is the problem I am most concerned about, I don't care if I go to school or not, but it would be terrible to provoke my mother, I used to fight but I didn't get out of school, this time I can only beg my dad to cover it, anyway, he said he wouldn't let me go to school.

Dad was very gentlemanly this time, he just shook and said, "She'll understand." ”

Mom and Dad talked in the room for a long time that day, and I kept praying for our father and son. Fortunately, my mother only said one sentence to me: "Can't you make me worry like Xiaoxue?" "But she still slapped my dad for dropping out of school, like a cucumber. I haven't been to school since.

I sat lonely in the corner of the darkroom, and suddenly I wanted to see the graduation photo of junior high school, although there was no me on it, but there was a girl named Xiaoqian. Many years ago, in July, a girl in red came to my house, and she said to me, I'll give you a graduation photo of our class! I said what I want that thing for, and there's no me up there. She said there was no you, but there was me. She whispered in my ear and said, "You know you're a handsome guy." I swear it's the best language I've ever heard. Her smiling face was like a fire, and I could only feel the sound of my innocent heart. With the pen and ink of **, I can say that my heart is calling: "doit, doit." I looked at her in a daze, but she closed her eyes obediently. Verygood my evil thoughts sue me Maybemyfirstloveiscoming, how to say that a kiss can't run to the ground, and the automatic door is not responsible. I pursed my lips greedily, and suddenly I heard a loud "bang", which was an extremely unfriendly sound from Yang Xue's door, and I felt the hairs on my back stand up.

In my vague memory, I seemed to say to Xiao Qian with my eyes closed, what are you stupid about. She left angrily, and when she left, she said, "Maybe you are handsome, but it doesn't mean that you are not stupid." "Brilliant!

Thinking of this, I feel inexplicably sad, my first love who died young! But it doesn't have to be the first love, if it's the first love, I will hurt even more. In my heart, I knew that what I cherished was the attempted first kiss.

I walked out of the room depressed and pulled out a cigarette.

"Why, you're going to smoke!" Yang Xue walked out in a yukata.

"No, I'm just going to think."

"You're a doctor."

"I'm a man, too."

"Do all men have to smoke?"

"Men should be depressed."

Yang Xue didn't say anything more, but she took away my cigarette. Alas! Women are so unreasonable.

A good doctor is more than just a cousin in the operating room, and after my dad said this, he ignored my pleas and pushed me into the examination room. I claim to be a famous knife in our hospital, but I never consider myself a famous doctor. At home, I would always complain to my father: how can I be like a monkey in a zoo when I am full of talent, full of energy. I think for most doctors, sitting in a clinic is actually about the same as going to prison, and the number of people visiting the prison is unusually frequent. My dad would always say to me leisurely, "You haven't seen you bothered you for more than ten or twenty hours in the operating room!" I said, "If a patient in the exam room doesn't show me a film but just asks me to open my chest cavity to see the body, then I'll be happy." ”

"Nonsense! I was going to talk to you tomorrow when I got to work, but now I have to talk about it. What the hell is going on with that Director Li? Isn't it just an upper respiratory tract infection, why did his wife wrap up a big red envelope in my office today and cry for me to come to surgery. ”

"I just scared him, and deliberately asked Wang Er to say in the direction of SARS when he diagnosed. That old man's money is burning in a panic, life is really precious. I wanted to rush Ming'er to supplement Wang Er's diagnosis and then explain the benefits and disadvantages of the operation, and then prescribe a side of Chinese medicine to send him away, he may cherish the quintessence of the country and fall in love with Chinese medicine in the future. I didn't expect his wife to come to you, or I will prescribe the medicine for you and give you a big advantage. ”

"You eight calves, where did the medical virtue go?" Dad stretched out his hand as he spoke: "Show Lao Tzu your prescription, Lao Tzu hasn't prescribed Chinese medicine for many years." ”

Sitting in the clinic was a chore for me, but since Wang Er became my assistant, I have been much easier. I dare to say that Wang Er's work under me is of great benefit to him becoming a famous doctor. At first, I also looked at the questions, and I was not tired of reading the film inspection report or anything, and as for prescribing prescriptions and writing medical records, it was my word of mouth to Wang Er. In fact, Wang Er's handwriting is very good, but when I have been a stenographer for a long time, the handwriting has begun to dance, and the people in the pharmacy always have to carefully confirm the medicine. Ah Lian even compiled a dictionary of Wang Er's common words specifically for pharmacies. **For this reason, I was scolded by my father, and of course Wang Er was not scolded by me. Later, this kid became an assistant physician, so I didn't have to look at the inspection report, and he told me what was going on after he got it, and I would prescribe the medicine after I thought it again. I've been busy for a long time and haven't had an accident, and my ** medical skills are high! After that kid became a doctor, I basically played in the examination room, and I would only go into battle when I met a beautiful woman or something. So much so that many patients call Wang Er as Doctor Ye, and when they meet me, they always ask, "Where are you Doctor Ye?" ”

For a long time, I wondered if Wang Er was really the kind of chivalrous man in the legend, even if he had the right to prescribe, he would never abandon me, and he was desperate. Or maybe he's interested in my out-of-print Nikon. To tell the truth, I was so moved by him several times that I almost gave it away, but fortunately I couldn't help it, in case he got something and shook his legs and left, wouldn't the old man be busy to death.

Until Wang Er showed me his heart, I kept my camera in my possession. It was a sunny morning, and I was sipping tea and reading the newspaper – I kept repeating bullshit in my mind about the report of the famous journalist Yang Xue. Wang Er approached me very affectionately, looked at me and said, "Doctor Ye, I have fallen in love with someone. He repeated it twice, each word resolute, striking my eardrums with a sonorous force. My heart beat faster than a rabbit: "Gay, itisgay, it seems that he is not trying to get my money, but to be my man." ”

As a result, when I was checking whether I had a homosexual tendency or a temperament to attract homosexual lovers, he said something that relieved me: "I love Ah Lian." This sentence is like the sound of heaven and fairy music. To be honest, I don't want to be a same-*lover, and I don't want to be disturbed by a same-*lover**.

However, Wang Er seemed to confess that he was addicted, and said blatantly three times in front of me: "Ilovelian." The first time I felt fresh; The second time, I felt that this kid was resolute and persistent; The third time, I felt ...... You don't wear glasses, it's useless to say so much to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is a handsome mess, and the doctor is not **Ah Lian. I didn't say anything when I saw Ah Lian, the frost was like an eggplant, and the head shrank like **.

It wasn't until Ah Lian confessed her girlish heart to me very affectionately that I found out that Wang Er was his ** prophet emotionally! What he did to me before should be regarded as an emotional investment! Damn, it turns out that he wants to seek happiness in the lower half of Lao Tzu's body, no wonder he can endure the pain and humiliation for a while.

Probably everyone who knew me thought that I was going to be a piece of waste as a thug who had dropped out of junior high school and stayed at home, but at the age of eighteen I unexpectedly went to Edinburgh. Looking at the middle-aged man in front of me with his mouth wide open and his face full of surprise, I felt an indescribable sense of pride.

"Xiang Li, Brother Xiang, we haven't seen each other for many years, how are we doing?"

"In general, you have become an expert, I can't believe it."

Looking at this honest middle-aged man, his helpless appearance is really hard for me to think of the high-spirited gangster in my youth. Sighing that life is wasted, my thoughts can't help but go back to the bloody and fiery youth.

I was so serious about my homeschooling years that I rarely even had a chance to get out. A group of people of insight with my father and Principal Cao as the core often come and go to my house to teach me. I was trapped by this group of half-grown old men all day long, and I felt the misfortune of life. I often think, what's going on, it's harder for Lao Tzu to drop out of school than to go to school. I have a sense of luxury again for the gangster life that I was tired of not long ago. So I have a deep memory of Xiang Li, because he was the only person who did it with me in those three years, and it is really a touching memory worth cherishing!

The reason for doing it is for me Yang Xue. I have fought for many girls when I live so long, but only fighting for Yang Xue is the most sensitive memory. So before sorting out these memories, I must confess my relationship with Yang Xue, although this is a topic that I have always avoided.

When I was nine years old, my father and my mother broke up. They meet on the screen and break up on the screen. My father is a director, my mother is an actor, at this time when the two of them are in full swing, because of their big wrists, no one will let anyone quarrel, and finally the relationship broke down and the marriage went bankrupt. The director surnamed Ye was quite arrogant and crossed the ocean with his suitcase.

When I was eleven years old, my mother reunited her family with a doctor surnamed Yang, and Yang Xue came into my life and became my legal sister.

I patted Yang Xue on the shoulder when I first fell in love, and this time I now think it was the fuse that caused the change in my life. Yang Xue, this girl, was a flower-level character in middle school and had many suitors, but according to her, she didn't have the feeling of first love before her sophomore year of high school. At that time, Yang Xue was in high school in a national key middle school in our city, and I was in the junior high school of this school. My little brothers and I have already made a name for ourselves in the middle school and are ready to make a name for ourselves in the high school. Who made their high school students keep staring at our junior high school girls. After being overwhelmed by high school students for a long time, I led the gangster brothers to do it.

Here's the thing, one day in December of the third year of junior high school, Yang Xue's good friend Wu Na found me. This is a good-looking sister, and I call it Sister Steel Tooth because of her braces. Sister Steel Tooth said that there was a guy named Zhang Yueheng in the high school who was a ****. About Zhang Yueheng, I only know that he is known as the basketball emperor of our school, and what kind of Tao he has practiced (I didn't care about this guy at the time, I don't know if it was taekwondo or karate) Sister Steel Tooth said that this guy is very handsome and very good at pleasing women, I thought Sister Steel Tooth wanted to recommend him to my door (I was a little arrogant at that time) Who knew that Sister Steel Tooth changed her words and said: "He is pursuing Yang Xue, what do you think?" "No one at school knew that Yang Xue was my sister because she didn't like me as a younger brother. Wu Na often sees me and Yang Xue together, she always thinks that we have something, and she has a good relationship with me, no wonder she will say this to me.

"Yes." I thought it would be better to be cool in this case, so I replied coldly. In fact, my heart has turned upside down, and it is very embarrassing to say, at that time I had a crush on Yang Xue - my sister, although it was only in name.

"Aren't you worried?" Wu Na had a strange attitude when she saw me.

"What am I worried about?" I deliberately pretended not to care.

"Yang Xue seems to like Zhang Yueheng too, and she has been getting closer recently." Wu Na continued to say things I didn't want to hear.

I chuckled in my heart and said, "Sister Gangya doesn't like Zhang Yueheng too." ”

Wu Na blushed and glared at me: "I don't know the hearts of good people." "And left.

In the evening, I was going to find my good brother Xiaoshanzi to figure out how to warn the surnamed Zhang. This matter is a top priority for me, although I only have a crush on Yang Xue, and I am her nominal brother, and a lot of efforts are in vain. But after all, Yang Xue hasn't had a good time with any man, if I let that guy surnamed Zhang succeed this time, wouldn't I be his cheap brother-in-law, so I don't want to be a brother-in-law.

Just when I was looking for the little third son, the little third son came to me out of breath, and as soon as he saw me, he posed as the sky had fallen and said, "Brother Huan, something happened, Luo Li let people beat me." As soon as I heard the anger, I came up, and I didn't bother to care about anything, so I asked: "Is it the ** one who is not long-eyed, and my people dare to fight?" The little third son said fiercely: "It's a sophomore, named Zhang Yueheng." ”

My heart suddenly chuckled, why is this kid again, is this ** life and me Tai Sui? The third son said: "Originally, we didn't want to trouble Brother Huan, but the kid surnamed Zhang was too ***, and Luo Li was called miserable!" ”！ ~！