Chapter 17 How difficult it is to trek through a long line of thought
Dai Ming hung up the phone and dodged into the smoking room beside him.
The smoking room was smoky, and there was a faint smell of tobacco floating in the air.
It seems that someone is already smoking here.
Dai Ming noticed that there was a man leaning against the window in the corner.
Dai Ming retracted his gaze and took out half a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket.
This time, there is only half a box left of the smoker.
I took out a cigarette and put it in my pocket again, but there was no lighter.
Dai Ming didn't care, and walked straight to the man's side.
The red lips lightly opened: "Borrow a fire, thank you." β
The man turned his face and saw that it was her, and there was uncontrollable surprise in his eyes.
"Dai Ming?" The man raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't expect that the rumored ruthless head nurse would be like this."
Dai Ming frowned impatiently, and said coldly: "Borrow fire." β
A trace of chagrin flashed in Bai Jinyan's eyes.
I didn't ink, and I handed her the lighter happily.
He knew that this man hated procrastination the most.
Dai Ming lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. Lean against the wall with your chest crossed, close your eyes and pretend to sleep.
Throw the lighter back and move smoothly.
Bai Jinyan held it with one hand, the lighter was still warm, and his fingers rubbed gently.
Dai Ming and Bai Jinyan were both leaning against the wall, separated by a window.
The two were relatively silent.
There was a burst of green smoke in front of him, Bai Jinyan's eyes widened, and he could barely see her silhouette.
About a quarter of an hour later, Dai Ming finished smoking.
He didn't look back and left.
Well, gone.
Bai Jinyan looked at her beautiful back stupidly.
I was stunned for a while before I got my soul back.
The bathroom was next to it, and Bai Jinyan walked in with light steps.
Look at the man in the mirror with slightly red cheeks and shining eyes.
Covering his beating heart, he cursed in a low voice.
βSHITοΌβ
He buried his head in the pool, and the water poured down, leaving his hair soaked.
It's early spring, March and April, and the water is still cold.
It follows the contours of the face, all the way down, and into the meticulously buttoned shirt.
The corners of his mouth raised a helpless smile.
No matter how many years have passed, I still like her so much.
Observing her silently for so long, like a voyeur. I found that she was a smoker for a while, and often went to the smoking room to smoke in the afternoon.
In particular, all the work is scheduled in the morning and late at night to free up time.
For a reasonable meeting, he wandered around the smoking room in the afternoon for several days in a row.
I thought that it would be lucky to take a sneaky, phew, and open look.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be running from time to time, luck was bursting, character exploded, and I talked to the goddess in one fell swoop.
God knows, his heart was pounding out of his chest when he spoke to her.
Clenched his chest, trying to calm his manic heart.
Once, she said that she wanted to study medicine and become an angel in white, so he desperately studied medicine and was eager to go further with her;
Once, she said that she liked a boy who was quiet and steady, so he lost his youthful spirit and became the indifferent doctor he is today.
And she may have forgotten about him a long time ago.
He liked him for 16 years, a full 16 years.
In other words, he began unrequited love when he was 14 years old.
Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. sighed helplessly, he was willing to suffer anyway.
How difficult it is to trek through a long line of thought.