"Delicious, right?"

"Well, it's delicious."

After Yan Yue and Fang Xiqiao were full of wine and food, they asked and answered each other face to face, and the moment the two of them looked at each other, they suddenly laughed.

Fang Xiqiao just pursed his lips, and when he smiled, he still hid the doting in his eyes, the reason why he laughed was very simple, because Yan Yue smiled, and he looked good when he smiled, so he smiled.

Yan Yue grinned, smiling heartily, the laughter was like a string of wind chimes, pleasant and not noisy, but the laughter gradually disappeared after laughing, Yan Yue put away her smile and pursed the corners of her mouth, the crystal in her eyes was even more touching after being treated by the light.

"I'm too lazy to cook, and if I do, all the chefs in Wutong City will lose their jobs." Yan Yue felt a sour nose, and immediately lowered her head, after she relaxed and vented, she could easily cry, especially when she was accompanied by someone, she wanted to say all her grievances.

But she knows that she can't, the "garbage" in her stomach can't be spit out into the mouth of outsiders, and she has to recycle it herself, which is the condition for becoming a mature woman at the age of thirty.

"The best people in Wutong City have cooked, so I'll clean up today's kitchen." Fang Xiqiao stood up slightly, pulled the chair back a little distance, and then straightened up, stretched out his hand and leaned over to stack the swept away dishes together, he couldn't help but look at Yan Yue, who was still with his head down, and the hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but clench slowly, but he never said a word again.

When Fang Xiqiao packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen sink, and subconsciously looked back at the dining table, Yan Yue was gone.

He just sighed softly, and continued to bow his head and wash the dishes, life will not be spared regardless of men and women, but the funny thing is that there is still inequality between men and women in today's society and the workplace.

Yan Yue sat in front of the window, after opening all the windows, she looked up slightly at the moonless night sky outside, she didn't cry, but the tip of her nose was sour, and her eyes were red, but the tears never fell out of her eyes.

Yan Yue just needed a space to think alone, and Fang Xiqiao knew it.

"If she learns from you, she will definitely be no worse than you in the future." Bai Zheng's words surrounded her ears like a spell, caring if Hui was the back wave that Bai Zheng had chosen, and slapped her to death on the beach.

Some people say that after the age of thirty, men go up in the workplace, and women are destined to go down, so Chen Yu doesn't dare to get married, dare not have children, and dare not get sick.

Is there really an age limit for women in the workplace?

She hasn't won this move in life, and how can she win this move in the workplace.

Yan Yue got up and closed the window, and closed the curtains again, and the room instantly fell into darkness, she originally thought that as long as the game was officially released, she would be able to treat it well, but now she found that having a serious illness is equivalent to being temporarily persuaded to retire by the workplace.

Sorry, you took a break, broke the rules of the game, and needed to do it all over again.

Yan Yue walked to the door and turned on the light, looked ahead and took a deep breath, took off her coat, carried the hem of her T-shirt all the way up with both hands, and after taking off her coat easily, she reached out and took off her underwear, poured some liquid medicine into the palm of her hand, and skillfully massaged her painful chest.

After the pain subsided, she took her pajamas and went to take a shower, and when she walked to the bathroom door, she glanced at the living room and kitchen, which were very clean, and Fang Xiqiao, who had cleaned it all up, had already returned to her room.

After Yan Yue finished washing, she walked directly to the living room and lay straight on the sofa, she knew that Fang Xiqiao would not come out again after returning to the room.

And Fang Xiqiao, who was staying in the room, was looking down to write today's diary, he listened to the sound of the bathroom opening and closing twice, after the diary was written, he hesitated for a while, still took his coat and car keys, got up and walked out of the room.

As soon as he got out of the room, he could see Yan Yue lying on the sofa, in Fang Xiqiao's eyes, there was a lifeless shell lying there, and there was no anger in the whole body, like a wilted sunflower.

In his eyes, Yan Yue has always been a sunflower that always follows the sun, and in every word that comes out of Yan Yue's mouth, it will always be a yearning and enthusiasm for life, even if she is sick, she will smile softly and say that she believes in miracles.

"I'm going out, do you want to come along?" Fang Xiqiao felt that sunflowers should not bow their heads, they should not bow their heads to life, how could people who dare to look directly at the sun bow their heads.

The cold voice came into her ears, Yan Yue, who closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, immediately opened her eyes, saw Fang Xiqiao above her head, immediately sat up, and said in shock: "Where are you going?" Far away? If it's not far away, it's okay if I don't go along, right? ”

Fang Xi Qiao was stunned for a while: "Go to Baidian District to get some medicine, it's not far, you go back to your room and lie down, you will get cold when you sleep in the living room." ”

Fang Xiqiao walked directly to the door, he thought that Yan Yue would not go with him.

"Mr. Fang, wait a minute!" Yan Yue got up from the sofa, "I'll go with you, I just wanted to go out and buy some fruit to eat." ”

Fang Xiqiao nodded lightly, and his eyebrows, which had been frowning, also relaxed.

Because the road to the pharmacy was under maintenance and it took a while to get to the pharmacy, Fang Xiqiao parked the car on the side of the road and walked with Yan Yue.

Wutong City in the day is a third-tier city that is desperately developing with science and technology, but Wutong City at night is very quiet, returning to the appearance before development, the quiet here is not the closure of businesses, but they will consciously avoid noise, even people walking on the road, will not help but slow down, speak softly.

"Mr. Fang." After walking for a while, Yan Yue opened her mouth first, and such an environment is suitable for some in-depth discussions, "Why aren't you a lawyer?" ”

Fang Xiqiao: "Because I'm sick." ”

"But your current condition is mild, and it is well controlled, and there are no major problems in life and work." Yan Yue took a deep breath, "Why don't you continue to do it, don't you like to be a lawyer?" ”

"I like it." Fang Xiqiao didn't hesitate to speak, "I like to be a lawyer, every time I stand in court to defend the victim, I feel that my existence has a little value, although the world may not love me very much, but it gives me the ability to love the world, and I am happy for it." ”

Fang Xiqiao put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, looked at the road ahead and smiled: "But it's because I like it, so I let it go, maybe it will be serious when I go to court, there are many ways to love the world, I can pay attention to Alzheimer's patients, donate money and materials as much as I can, feed stray dogs when I see them on the side of the road, or sponsor poor children, so that their cold hearts can be warmed, so that they can also have the ability to love the world in the future." ”

Yan Yue was silent, she knew that what Fang Xiqiao said was more than just talking, she could see Fang Xiqiao with a large cardboard box of things to send every week, and she had also seen Fang Xiqiao video chatting with a dark-skinned child, who called him "Daddy Fang".

"That's... Mr. Fang, you say, should I resign? Yan Yue turned her head to look at Fang Xiqiao, this man was wearing a casual suit today, no longer a suit and leather shoes, which made her feel that this was a conversation between two friends.

Fang Xiqiao only smiled: "Everyone has their own life plan, everyone's life plan is different, although we are roommates with the same disease, but I don't have the right to let you decide something, but I hope you treat it first, your disease has a chance to be cured." ”

Familial Alzheimer's disease can't be cured, Yan Yue always said that they have the same disease, but there is still a gap between the two of them, Yan Yue has the opportunity to continue to live happily, get married and have children, but he can't be the one who gives these.

Yan Yue smiled lightly and didn't speak, now it's not her to decide, it's Bai Zheng to decide, she has followed the Long March for six years, and there is a danger of being replaced when she wants to win, don't those ancient kings kill the founding heroes before and after they ascend the throne.

The two walked to the door of the pharmacy with their own thoughts, and separated at the door of the pharmacy, Yan Yue stood in the cold wind and slapped herself on the head fiercely, where did she need to buy fruit, the fruits in the refrigerator had not been eaten yet.

She just felt that Fang Xiqiao was there, and she could feel a little more at ease, she had been sharing a house for a long time, and she was used to staying in the same space with another person, although she didn't interfere with each other and didn't have much communication, but she always felt some comfort in her heart knowing that this person was there.

After Yan Yue walked aimlessly for a while, she went around into a small alley in a residential area, and she suddenly remembered that there was a teahouse opened by an old resident here, which was on par with the teahouse written by Mr. Lao She.

Although she didn't show it at that time, in fact, she was on the verge of despair like Li Xin, and it was those rough words that gave her and Li Xin a blow to wake up.

"Sir, how has business been going in the past few years?" Yan Yue stood at the end of the alley and looked up at the burglar-proof window of the living room next to her.

On the other side of the anti-theft window sat a seventy-year-old man with a fan and watching people play mahjong, and when he heard someone shouting outside the window, he immediately turned his head to look, smiled, and walked to the door while getting up: "The door is over there, come in from that side." ”

"What kind of tea?" The old gentleman actually didn't recognize Yan Yuelai, here are all neighbors who come to play cards and drink tea, it is difficult to remember a person who met in Pingshui, "It's too noisy for someone to play cards outside, go inside and sit." ”

Yan Yue said as she walked inside, "Green tea is fine." ”

She is now sick and can only drink a little green tea.

"You call me sir, do you know me?" After the old gentleman poured the tea, he asked with some expectation, he was a teacher when he was young, and then he didn't teach after ten years of the Cultural Revolution, and no one called him "sir" for a long time.

Yan Yue was stunned and said with a smile: "Seven years ago, you enlightened me and my friend. ”

"Really?" The old gentleman smiled, immediately moved a stool, and sat down opposite Yan Yue: "Then you came to me, did you encounter something unpleasant?" ”

"Things at work..."Yan Yue lowered her head a little embarrassed, she just spent a little money to buy a cup of tea to drink, but she asked people to spend saliva and great wisdom.

After listening to Yan Yue's troubles at work, the old gentleman patted his thigh and laughed silently, maybe those troubles were just some painless self-seeking troubles in his eyes.

Fang Xiqiao bought the prescription medicine prescribed by the doctor at the pharmacy, and went out of the pharmacy directly, and the cow who lived nearby happened to look at his back and went into the pharmacy to buy cold medicine.

When Yan Yue came out of the old resident's house, her walking pace was already a lot brisker, and she said hello with a smile when she saw Fang Xiqiao.

Although Fang Xiqiao was a little overwhelmed, he also responded with a smile, glanced at Yan Yue's empty hands, and didn't say anything, the refrigerator was already crowded with fruit.

Yan Yue has always had time to buy fruits, but she has no time to eat fruits.