(a)

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after Chang Xia took over the shift, the slender figure walked around the ward. The white nurse's uniform is tied at both sides, making it look slim.

A tuxedo hat on the head, with hair neatly coiled behind the head. If the dovetail hat is a little loose on the top of the forehead, pin a small colored clip in front of the forehead to add some vivid color to the white hat. The lips are painted with a light lipstick, and the white outfit makes the face very clean.

After inspecting the ward and returning to the nursing room, Chang Xia took out the wooden medicine tray in the treatment room and put it in the office, she sat at the table, while looking at the treatment book, she poured the oral medicine in a small medicine box into the palm of her hand, and checked it one by one. The nighttime lights cast a serene color on her.

At this time, the telephone rang, and the annoying telephone ringing that usually rang in the middle of the night sounded like a song in Chang Xia.

She hurriedly picked up the phone, "Hey, hello. "Go to work!" "Go to work." A few simple words seem to be full of flowers.

But it's impossible to take too long, because, sometimes, emergency calls from outside need to come in; Sometimes, a patient's family member will knock on the door of the nursing room and take a cotton swab or quilt cover.

So, in this short period of tranquility, this short 5-10 minute talk time is even more precious.

Sometimes, while chatting, Bluesong will suddenly ask, "Are you asleep?" Chang Xia laughed, feeling that the two of them were so close that they seemed to be able to feel each other's breathing through the microphone.

"It's time for you to sleep." "It's time for you to take a break, too." Always say goodbye with such words, on a night like this.

After putting down the microphone, Chang Xia, a nurse in the small town, put her burning face on the table to cool down, looking at the dark and sleeping sky outside the window, her eyes were bright enough to be the morning star in the sky.

The encounter with Blue on the Internet is like a strange and gorgeous flower rising in the wilderness. Chang Xia indulged in the fragrance of that flower. On a night like this, yes, she already felt this intense beauty. In the middle of the crowd, they suddenly met.

A few years ago, Chang Xia read an Australian novel "The Thorn Bird". The love fate of the protagonist Maggie deeply touched her.

Women can give everything they have in their lives for love, but men don't. During the call, he said he was watching the English version. She asked incredulously, "Really?" "Because no one in that town has ever been able to read an English version of a novel.

There was a sentence at the beginning of the article that had made her so sad, but now she couldn't remember it clearly, and she asked Blue to translate it for her.

Blue read it in English, and on the phone, the voice that swowed in the night sky was so distant and beautiful, that it had been hovering back and forth in a channel of memories ever since.

It is to the effect that there is a bird that cries only once in its life. She hung her breasts upside down on thorns, and her swan song was beautiful like never before. The heroine, Maggie, is the bird, who has waited almost all her life for a moment of beauty.

Chang Xia felt that he had also become that bird, only crying once in his life, this illusory beauty at night. One day, in the vast crowd, they suddenly met, in the crowd around them, they stopped and stared, her black hair and red dress fluttered for him, and the time around them fell like peach blossom petals.

(2) The "chrysanthemum girl" in the Internet café saw Chang Xia wearing a red tunic jacket and a short silk scarf tied into the shape of a flower and opened on her chest. As if floating over in the crowd, she looked at the "chrysanthemum girl" with a spring breeze smile on her face.

"Here we go!" "Chrysanthemum Girl" greeted her, and she looked at Chang Xia with envy and a little jealousy. Compared with Chang Xia, her gloomy pretense is like her face is covered with dust.

Chang Xia looked like she was full of energy, and the passion and desire for life seemed to have a fire burning in her body.

Chang Xia sat down next to the "Chrysanthemum Girl", the Internet café was full of people, and Chang Xia whispered that she was likely to go to see a netizen.

"Chrysanthemum" immediately asked: Why didn't he come to see you?

Chang Xia replied even more quietly, saying that he was busy. In fact, Chang Xia also knew that this reason was untenable.

It's just that she is willing, and it is she who wants to jump from the deep water of the Internet to the real land. In this leap, there is not only the hope for love, but also the change of the direction of life.

The cautious "chrysanthemum girl" continued to persuade in a low voice, sincere and sad: "There are some things in the world, it is better to keep some distance and maintain hazy beauty, otherwise, you will be very disappointed, and even the original possession will be cut off." ”

She remembered herself, and her poetry was the envy of the man; In the black-and-white photo sent over, her long hair was blown by the wind, and she was as beautiful as a fairy; Her voice on the phone is also sweet and crisp.

However, in reality, she is just a woman watching an Internet café for others, and she doesn't even have a formal job. She would never leave the town. Meeting will only end in vain disappointment.

So, she went to religion.

However, Chang Xia didn't think so. Once the screen is turned off, there is nothing. No matter how warm and romantic Ren is, in the middle of the night, only the cold and icy smoke is left.

She doesn't want the comfort of an illusory spiritual pool, she just wants reality, even if this reality is broken after being stepped on.

This is the difference between Chang Xia and Ju Nu, she is a person who can act, not just stop at fantasy.

(3) Hearing that Chang Xia, the nurse in the small town, was going to come over, Blue was silent for a moment, and then said cautiously: "I'm very busy, and I have to go to buy goods in a few days; After the goods are received, there is also the need to prepare for the exam. In this way, there will be a chance to meet in the future. ”

Chang Xia held the microphone and couldn't help but tremble in disappointment. In fact, it is already obvious in his words that it is better for us not to meet.

After a few letters, he knew Chang Xia's situation and retreated. She is just one of his many netizens. In his single drawer, there are photos of many female netizens.

The drawers don't need to be locked, and he lives alone in a single house. With favorable economic conditions, he is selective.

Meeting with netizens is a kind of pleasure and romance.

But it is prudent to choose a marriage partner and live with a person for the rest of his life, and he refuses to take it easily.

But men love women, and he won't hide his physical desires. Meeting with netizens and embracing each other in the middle of the night is also a common thing for him. It's the instinct of a man's body, and then it's forgetting.

After reading Chang Xia's letter to him, he hesitated. Chang Xia lives in her small world, in that small closed kingdom, she is building her own spiritual city.