735 Butterfly Dream Village Week
"Dr. Ming is really worthy of being a returnee, and his ability is really great."
"He is also handsome, and he still has money in his family, so he is a proper diamond king."
"But people are too cold, shouldn't they be gay..."
Discussions passed by her ears, and although the little nurse's soft conversation was very soft, it couldn't escape Jiu'er's hearing at all. The smell of disinfectant water unique to the hospital is particularly strong, and it inexplicably overlaps with someone familiar with him, Jiu'er shook his head, couldn't help but speed up his pace, and pushed open the door of the office.
Every office that followed was broken into by her.
No, no, no, or no.
The familiar face could not always appear in front of her, and there was a voice in her heart that kept laughing at her whimsy, Jiu'er looked stunned, and did not pay any attention to the crowd that came out because of her interference, only looking at the ankles hanging down and not knowing what she was thinking.
As if she was stunned, no one blamed her for a while, so she heard a male voice ask him in a low voice, "Is there anything you need our help with?" ”
Jiu'er looked back in a daze, and then rejoiced, "I'm looking for... Mingxuan. ”
Ming Xuan?
"Are you looking for Dr. Ming?"
Jiu'er nodded.
The latter hesitantly glanced at Jiu'er, who was wrapped in a little tight, sighed secretly, and suddenly hooked his lips as if understanding, and secretly said that he regretted those eyes, and then said to her very gently: "Then you wait a minute, Doctor Ming will be here soon." As soon as the words fell, she was invited to a quiet office.
Jiu'er's heart was like a drum, every minute and second was particularly long, and then the door creaked and pushed, the man's breath came from behind him, Jiu'er's heartbeat stagnated for a moment, tensed his back, and he couldn't wait to turn his head in fear, his eyes were facing each other, and he was silent.
The eyes were too beautiful, and the lethality was a bit strong, and the man couldn't hold it back, so he took a few steps closer and pretended to hang his hat on the hanger casually: "What does this young lady need..."
"You're not Mingxuan."
The female voice was faint, with an undoubted sense of oppression, and the man blinked: "I am Ming..."
"Nope."
With a snap, Jiu'er got up suddenly, the man was caught off guard, and Qingjun's face was full of helplessness: "Miss, don't worry, we can talk slowly when we sit down, maybe I can help... Hey..."
The speed of the distance was amazing, but the wind blew by, and there was no one in the room.
The man's eyes widened in disbelief and his mouth opened, and then he shouted and arranged to find someone in an orderly manner.
Most of the patients encountered in the neurology department are unreasonable, they still feel that they are very normal when they are terminally ill, and the taboo practice of medicine is extremely extreme.
Only this time it was missed, and the woman disappeared without a trace under hundreds of pairs of eyes.
"Did you find it?"
"No, the surveillance is just broken, maybe go home."
"Anyway, it's always a good idea to look for more."
"Okay."
A low or sharp voice slowly came into his ears, the cold wind gently brushed his face, the mask flew lazily to the side, the huge fur collar scratched a little itchy, Jiu'er lowered his head and looked at the leaflet in his hand.
"Ming Xuan... Mingxuan... Heh..."
Neurology.
No wonder they all looked at her with regretful and not surprising eyes, it turned out that she was a nervous disorder.
Jiu'er suddenly wanted to laugh.
The Ji family, the Zhong family, the Lin family...
Jiu'er has traveled a lot of places in the past two years, but she has found all the suitable characters, not for anything else, just to prove that everything is not a dream.
Still familiar with everything, however in the absence of a familiar person.
I have the peace I have dreamed of, but I have lost important relatives and lovers, as well as a group of partners who died side by side.
Countless days and nights of sudden sober hesitation and abruptness reminded her of the reality of all this.
It should be satisfied, but the heart is so empty...
They're gone, she's the only one left, where has she gone? Or will you still stay in that world?
The Corpse Emperor is dead, and the remaining zombies are not enough to worry about, and if you work hard, you can still restore the prosperity you once had.
So...
What about him...
She thinks she is worthy of anyone, but Song Jue, she owes too much.
The cold wind blew slightly, and with the owner's unintentional retention, it disappeared with the wind, and fell into the bright streets.
Where are you, I can't find it anymore...
Returned disappointed again, this time Jiu'er was bored at home for a whole week, and a pair of eyes swept one by one under all the comments about the powerhouses of the last days, but none of them were what she wanted.
MD!
Lin Ting couldn't take her, and after finishing the company, he dragged her out of the house, Jiu'er is not an obedient person, but he has 100% patience with Lin Ting, so he followed her to the coffee shop, all the way Lin Ting alone said the reaction of the strong man in the last days, she is also used to this way of getting along, and she also sighed in her heart, sure enough, God is fair, open a door, close a window.
This cold and unapproachable appearance is unattainable, and no one dares to step forward to approach it.
"The aquarium in the city center has been repaired, do you want to go and see it tomorrow?"
Jiu'er shook his head, stirred the liquid in the cup with a spoon in one hand, and his eyes fell out of the window in confusion, aimlessly, without scorching.
Then he retracted and sat quietly, if it weren't for his fingers, he would have moved unconsciously, like a painting.
Lin Ting held her chin and smacked her coffee, looking at the silver-covered world outside the window, inexplicably having a sense of beauty of quiet years.
The Rolls-Royce is undoubtedly the most beautiful on the road, attracting everyone's attention, and some have already taken out their mobile phones and started taking pictures. The car was parked on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, and someone opened the door and respectfully greeted the next figure.
Lin Ting had to admire her eyesight, and she could see clearly a tall man across two streets, and that aura had reached her heart so far away.
"Tsk... Just looking at the back, he looks very awesome, if he doesn't feel rich, he wants to poach him to be an actor in my company. ”
Jiu'er ignored it, and Lin Ting sighed softly, "Why do I feel so familiar with this person?" ”
But thinking about it over and over again, her memory is so good that she doesn't have this person at all.
Lin Ting shook her head, looked at Jiu'er, and suddenly felt blessed, "I know, this person's aura is very similar to you!" ”
Jiu'er raised her eyebrows, and Lin Ting was immediately happy, "Don't believe you? ”
She faced the direction of the finger, her peach blossom eyes smiled lazily, and then she enlarged and contracted, and the sky was full of stars in an instant.
How to say the familiarity of the back, in the past three years, I have been in my mind countless times every day.
No matter which angle it is, it is engraved in the heart and in the soul.
"Song Jue..."
She got up suddenly, and her impatient movements knocked over the coffee that had just been served, and fell to the ground and shattered, and the sudden movement startled Lin Ting.
"Jiu'er, what's wrong with you..."
She ran fast, but her steps were very light, she looked like a flying elf, there were not many people in the coffee shop, but everyone who was there was watching their direction, how dare Lin Ting stay longer, she immediately bent down like a waiter and apologized, "The losses are directly added together, this is your VLP card, just deduct it directly." He picked up the down jacket on the chair and quickly followed.
The night of the city was shrouded in her body, the cold wind was cold, she was wearing only a lilac knitted sweater, ankle-length, fluffy collar was her pointed and delicate chin, purple without pattern embellishment, long hair against the wind obscured the view, she reached behind her ears to fix, green ten fingers, perfect work of art.
A pair of good eyes searched around, ran like a beast, regardless of it, and hit a lot of people along the way.
It's just that face, no one is really willing to say anything about her.
Picked up the packaging bags scattered on the ground and stuffed them into the woman's arms, but the momentary kung fu had already run away, the woman was holding the clothes scattered in her arms, stunned in place, and a pair of eyes saw that the back did not take back for a long time, but the man next to him was unhappy.
"Hey, what's going on with this person, I'm sorry I won't say it, too..."
"Shut up."
The woman scolded in a low voice, and the little boyfriend on the side was speechless, and saw this always cold girlfriend trembling and holding his arm with both hands, and a pair of eyes blinded him.
"Ji Jiu'er..."
"What Ji Jiu'er?"
"That movie, the female supporting role in the strong man of the last days, Ji Jiu'er!"
"I'm afraid you're not lightly ill."
The woman's heart was stuffed, "I don't believe it, I don't care anyway, I want to take a look." The words fell without giving the man a chance to speak and followed, and the woman was also measured, and although the pace was fast, it was not too obvious.
The men of Yan Kong are terrible, and the women of Yan Kong are even more terrible.
She searched desperately, muttering Song Jue's name in her mouth, and her index finger kept rubbing the ancient ring on her thumb.
With one mind and one mind, he must be able to feel her calling.
But no.
As if the back he saw at that moment just now was an illusion, the person disappeared out of thin air.
Song Jue, where are you...
I'm Jiu'er...
The heat of her heart gradually died out in the cold, and everything around her became a pale background, and she thought that she was like a madman who had escaped from a mental hospital at the moment, so funny in the eyes of people.