"Okay, I'll see you tonight." After Shi Wenhua finished speaking, the car had arrived at the door of the hospital, Tang Boqiang got out of the car, raised his hand to Shi Wenhua and walked into the hospital.

The careful Tang Boqiang had already figured out Ye Wenjing's work situation in the past two days, and knew that Ye Wenjing didn't have to be on duty today, so he asked Shi Wenhua to do this.

It seemed like a relaxing morning, but it was not easy for Tang Boqiang. The battle of wits and courage with Shen Hai, and the analysis after the on-site inspection, all cost Tang Boqiang a lot of energy, Tang Boqiang felt very sleepy at this time, he quickly returned to the dormitory, set the alarm clock to four o'clock in the afternoon, and then climbed into bed and fell asleep.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Boqiang woke up on time under the call of the alarm clock, quickly washed up, and Tang Boqiang quickly returned to the department. At this time, the department was not busy, and seeing Ye Wenjing alone in the treatment room to prepare for treatment, Tang Boqiang walked in to Ye Wenjing's side and whispered, "My friend wants to ask us to go to the movies tonight, how about it?" Ye Wenjing hesitated for a moment, and quickly replied, "Okay, what time is it?" ”

"It should be around 7 o'clock, I don't know, I asked him to call me at 4:30 to tell me."

As soon as Tang Boqiang's words fell, the phone of the department rang, Tang Boqiang walked over quickly and picked up the phone, sure enough, it was Shi Wenhua calling, he told Tang Boqiang that the movie tickets had been bought, it was at 7:20 p.m., and the movie was Chaplin's "modern era", and told Tang Boqiang that he drove to the hospital gate on time at 7:10 to pick them up.

"Okay, see you tonight." After Tang Boqiang finished speaking, he put down the phone, turned around and went in to tell Ye Wenjing the time, Ye Wenjing said after listening: "Okay, I'll go back early to prepare, and then we will wait for him at the gate of the hospital, oh, by the way, what's his name?" ”

"You see, I'm such a big idiot, I forgot to tell you this, he is called Shi Culture, Stone of Stone, Culture of Culture."

"Oh, okay, we'll meet at the hospital gate tonight." After Ye Wenjing finished speaking, she buried herself in her work.

Tang Boqiang put on a white coat and inspected the patients under his control. This is the habit that Tang Boqiang has maintained since the beginning of his internship in the morning and in the afternoon, even on Saturdays and Sundays. As a doctor, Tang Boqiang is well aware of the impermanence of life, the horror of disease, and the unpredictable changes of disease. This is the basis for him to become a well-known doctor in the local area who is respected by patients and colleagues in the future.

Before 7:10 p.m., Tang Boqiang and Ye Wenjing arrived at the door of the hospital together. On winter nights, it gets dark early, and the municipal construction of Bay City is very weak, and the street lights are dim, which is not much better than Octagon Town.

They had only chatted for a few words, and Shi Wenhua's car arrived on time. When Tang Boqiang saw the car coming, he said to Ye Wenjing: "Get in the car, you sit in the front, and I sit in the back." ”

"Okay, you're welcome, thank you, Dr. Tang." Ye Wen was quiet and generous, and sat in the passenger seat unceremoniously.

Shi Wenhua calculated the time, and the car soon arrived at the workers' cinema. After the car was parked, the three of them checked their tickets and entered the cinema to find a place, Tang Boqiang deliberately let Ye Wenjing sit in the middle, and he and Shi Wenhua sat on both sides of Ye Wenjing.

Chaplin was Tang Boqiang's idol, and he liked Chaplin's performance style in a darkly humorous way to express the spicy irony of the society of the time, which is a bit like some of the stories and characters written by Lu Xun, a modern Chinese writer that Tang Boqiang most admired. Although he has watched this movie many times, Tang Boqiang still wants to watch it again, but tonight is on a mission, he must disappear in front of them on time, and he can't be a "light bulb".

About 15 minutes after the movie was screened, Tang Boqiang approached Ye Wenjing's ear and said: "Today I was busy outside during the day, and I have to make rounds tomorrow, I still have a lot of records to write, I'll leave first, I'm sorry, you guys watch slowly." Without waiting for Ye Wenjing in the dark to answer, he got up and left his seat and walked out.

Walking out of the cinema, Tang Boqiang walked along the proudest Democracy Avenue in Haishan District towards the hospital. Although it is the best road in Haishan District, the lights are still dim, and the trees on both sides of the road are tall and short. Even though it's winter, the leaves on these big straight trees are still dark green, and there are some unknown flowers blooming in the low bushes, so if it's summer, it must be pleasant to walk on such a boulevard.

Tang Boqiang walked slowly, but his heart was struggling. In some areas that can be changed through hard work, Tang Boqiang can be said to have done his best, and he has also obtained the results that he thinks is satisfactory. But Tang Boqiang didn't have the slightest confidence in what his other half should look like, and Yang Longyue gave him more comfort or even sympathy, rather than giving him confidence.

Since he came to work in the Affiliated Hospital of Gulf Medical College, many enthusiastic people wanted to introduce him to him, but he politely refused. He recognized the self he set in his heart, but he couldn't convince himself to be casual and willing to the other half, he was determined to wait slowly, and wait until he recognized her.

As I walked, I kept injecting self-suggestion, comfort and encouragement into my heart: whether it was work or life, strive to change what I could change, and accept what I couldn't change. In this way, between the pitches, you will be worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of yourself.

Despite the constant self-suggestion and comfort, as soon as he returned to the dormitory, Tang Boqiang still felt inexplicably melancholy. He didn't take a shower, he climbed into bed, his eyes fixed on the roof, and he didn't feel sleepy. And the octagonal town of childhood, the scenes of my childhood self come to mind one by one, lingering......

Octagon is a small town. The topography of the whole town is high in the southeast and low in the northwest, and a river flows from east to west through the north of the town of Octagon and reaches the bay of the sea not far away, which the people in the town are accustomed to call the Octagonal River.

Because it is connected to the sea, the bed of the Bajiao River is very wide, and the river is deep enough, so the town of Bajiao has naturally become the waterway transportation hub in this area, and the wharf by the river is busy all year round, and all kinds of goods flow from boat to shore and from shore to boat. Logistics drives the flow of people, and the flow of people promotes logistics, and many businessmen like the town and buy properties to settle down. Today, there are not many real "natives" in the town, with a variety of surnames and "salty and inconsistent" accents. It is this characteristic of population composition that makes the cultural level of the whole town generally higher than that of nearby towns and villages, and respecting teachers and valuing education has naturally become the cultural tradition of Bajiao Town.