Shandong is a magical province, every city has a tumor research society, every county has tumor surgery and internal medicine, tracing the history, there must be a pioneer of reclamation, today's heavy snow solar term to Suzi's hometown, learn etiquette and read enlightenment. ’

There are a few more accompanying pictures below, the first of which is taken from a 20-story hotel building, with snow falling on the roof of the regular county town.

The second picture is a photo of more than 30 scholars taken in front of the Dacheng Palace, this is the picture posted by Chen Mengruo in WeChat, and I am behind the group of young scholars in the back of the three rows.

Chen Mengruo is my undergraduate classmate, a native of Songjiang local girl, pampered since childhood. Skin. Better than all the classmates in their class, her face is a bit of a star, put it in reality, at that time, a boy in the class who sang very well always saw her 'goddess, goddess shouting non-stop'.

She has always been a bit like an eighteen-year-old girl, she was neither thin nor fat when she was an undergraduate, and her height of 167 is a bit like a local noble girl in Shanghai.

During her graduate studies, she was a graduate student of a professor in Jinshan Hospital, and we were not from the same college, but we had the same research direction, and we still took classes together during the first year of research.

I probably met her once or twice on campus in the next two years, and if I hadn't met her at this national oncology academic conference, I guess in her world, I guess she is a person who doesn't know whether she lives or dies.

She has been since before she graduated with a master's degree. Open. Cart. I went to work, the figure is getting fatter and fatter, two days ago on a blind date, I met a tall handsome guy from the same family, people looked at her face and liked it, and the attitude was very good at first, but then I heard that the boy slept at night and dreamed that he was crushed to death.

Her voice is very good, and when I was interning together in Changzhou Second Hospital, I thought her voice was like the water in a deep pool, giving people a very cool feeling.

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I waited at home for two hours in the morning before putting it. Strict. Change. Back door. Prohibit. The card was ready, and when he took the bus from the direction of Normal University to Shanghai South Railway Station, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the morning, and he went around the square outside the South Railway Station along the navigation and did not find a bus to Jinshan Seaside.

At that time, the sun shone on his body, and there was still some summer heat, he was distraught and kicked the maple leaves that fell on the ground, and the WeChat screen: "Mengruo, I looked around outside Shanghai South Railway Station and didn't find a bus to you, I won't go, let's go together when I have time in the future." ’

His hand stopped at the sending position for a while, and when the day was almost halfway over, the anxiety of not going anywhere swept over his heart again, he still frowned, and pressed down, the regret in his heart made him a little tormented here, and he had to find a random place to stay alone.

Thinking of this, my heart is more and more uncomfortable, tomorrow is a new week, if this is tomorrow, it is really unhappy and too timely.

It wasn't until his mobile phone vibrated that he saw that the girl had already made a WeChat call.

"Zhu Jia, I've been waiting for you here at Jinshan Hospital for a morning, and you told me not to come now." Even if he hadn't heard her voice for a long time, it was still the same as the one he had interned with a few years ago.

One night, when he was still worried about whether he could be admitted to graduate school, his grades were on the verge at that time, and he had imagined whether he would be rejected if he invited her to study with him at night, and in that class where there would be rumors if he talked to a female classmate for a few more words.

"I saw on the Internet that the earliest car to Jinshan now has to leave at 12:19, and when it gets there, it's one or two o'clock, so I feel that I may not be able to catch the car back." Zhu Jia said.

"You shouldn't have been to Jinshan before, now from the South Railway Station to this side are direct city railways, how can there be such a long difference, you are probably mistaken, there must be more than 11 o'clock car, you go and see." She said, when her voice was anxious, crisp and nice.

"Okay, I'll go now."

"Hmm"

After a few words with her, even his heart was aroused, and when he passed along the narrow elevator to the negative floor in the South Station, he had automatically imagined in his mind that he was still rushing back when the moon and stars were scarce at night.

A person is always prone to sadness when he is alone, and when he walks in the underground tide of the surging crowd, he feels a kind of innate liveliness, and even he unconsciously melts into it.