After Ji Shaotang went home, he rummaged through the cabinets to find the things he used when he was in college.

A lot of books are still in good shape, and there are some daily necessities, and here, there is a white mp4.

Something she hadn't used for years, charged and turned on, the sound was not clear.

He Yanshen leaned against the door frame to watch her busy work, and she took the mp4 stupidly when she didn't make a sound, not knowing how to fix it.

Ji Shaotang slapped it twice, but there was no response, so he asked the trumpet to change the cone to dismantle it.

He Yan was afraid that she would hurt herself, so she hurriedly stepped forward to grab something from his hand and said, "I'm coming, you go to eat." ”

After he reminded her, she felt a little hungry, and she didn't dare to let herself go hungry anymore, so she changed it to He Yanshen, "Okay." ”

He Yan sent her out with deep eyes, bowed his head and studied this little thing seriously.

The big orange dangled in from outside the door, jumped on the table, tilted his head and watched him busy.

Within half an hour, He Yanshen restored a clear mp4 for her, and held it up in front of Ji Shaotang like a treasure: "Okay." ”

Ji Shaotang put down the chopsticks, took them, pressed the switch, and operated again, the picture is there, and the sound is there, which is very good.

Ji Shaotang nodded: "Hmm." ”

In the evening, she rummaged through the cabinets to find the leftover wool that had been used before, hooked a sun with a crochet needle, and embroidered her eyes, mouth and blush, which was perfect.

He Yanshen sat cross-legged and watched her seriously hook a small sun with a crochet needle, very magical: "You still have these?" ”

Ji Shaotang looked at his bright eyes and smiled kindly: "Of course, I will have a lot of things." ”

In high school, she learned to hook small pendants with crochet hooks, the cost is not high, and selling them can support some living expenses.

The experience of working and studying at the same time has taught her a lot of things, not only this kind of woolen pendant, but also all kinds of handmade supplies, and she also worked as a teacher on a learning website.

He Yanshen didn't know about these.

Ji Shaotang tore off the excess woolen thread and pressed the little sun on his knee a few times to make it look more flat.

He Yanshen reached out and took her small pendant and said, "Why did you suddenly think of hooking one?" ”

The corners of Ji Shaotang's lips straightened, he lost his smile, and his pale glass eyes seemed to be covered by something else.

He Yan deeply regretted that he had asked this question.

Ji Shaotang was silent for a while and said, "Luan Zecheng has resigned." ”

He Yanshen's eyes widened, indicating that he didn't know.

"He's leaving tomorrow."

He Yanshen: "So this is for him?" ”

Ji Shaotang smiled: "Yes." ”

He Yanshen: "......"

Ji Shaotang's expression has appeared very frequently recently, if he didn't know her, He Yanshen would have thought that Ji Shaotang was mocking him.

He got up and put away the rest of the wool, crochet pins and other things into the box: "Alright, now it's done, go to bed." ”

Ji Shaotang was pulled up by him and pushed towards his room, and He Yanshen almost hugged her from behind in his arms.

Neither of them was aware of the danger of crossing the line, and they got along like an old husband and wife.

He Yanshen sent her to the room and left, and Ji Shaotang lay on the bed in a daze after washing.

After Luan Zecheng leaves tomorrow, the disputes and disputes between her and Chu Mingrong and Luan Zecheng will really disappear.

Once when Chu Mingrong was in college, she was indeed lively and cheerful, beautiful and bright, and she was overheated in Ji Shaotang's barren circle of friends.

Sometimes, she often wonders if if she had seized that opportunity by herself at that time and didn't push it out, there would not have been the series of events that followed.

But without ifs, the ending is a foregone conclusion.

To this day, she still can't understand that someone in a university would intrigue and fight for the opportunity.

In the process of Chu Mingrong changing from a sunny girl to a depressed and silent girl, she was indeed at fault.

If she had reacted to her changes earlier, and had found the problem earlier, even if she had helped her, it might have ended a little better than that.

This was the source of her remorse for so many years, and now, when these remorsees really need to be understood, she doesn't feel very happy.

The little sun is for Chu Mingrong, and so is the mp4.

That was actually Chu Mingrong's own thing, the only thing she left in the dormitory when she left.

In it, there used to be songs that the two of them listened to together, videos they watched, and materials to train English listening.

After Chu Mingrong left, Ji Shaotang put it away and put it in the cabinet to collect dust, and now he finally has the opportunity to return it back.

She looked at the MP4 on the bedside table, reached for it, turned on the recording function, and recorded a short audio clip.

The normal hospital holiday hours start at noon on Saturday and continue until Monday morning.

After Luan Zecheng completed his last surgery at the People's Hospital, the white coat he had been wearing for several months was packed into a box and taken away.

The director of Aicai and several other doctors of the older generation were very reluctant to Luan Zecheng and held a small send-off banquet for him.

Cakes, hot meals, and gifts prepared by the doctors themselves.

Ji Shaotang stood on the periphery of the crowd and looked at Luan Zecheng, who was surrounded by layers, and wished him a bright future from the bottom of his heart.

It's time to put it down.

In this atmosphere, there is not much happiness on everyone's face.

After receiving the gifts, eating the cake, and having lunch, Luan Zecheng was really leaving.

Ji Shaotang tangled up and took out the things he had prepared, held them up in front of Luan Zecheng before he left, and said, "Please help me give these to Chu Mingrong." ”

The tone was very stiff, Luan Zecheng looked at her condescendingly, hesitated for a while, and finally accepted it.

Ji Shaotang glanced at Luan Zecheng gratefully and smiled slightly.

Putting everything aside, she was very grateful to Luan Zecheng for sending her a vaccine chemistry book and helping them develop a suitable vaccine as soon as possible.

She could just remember that one thing.

The group sent Luan Zecheng away in a mighty way, and they were all a little reluctant, and they were silent on the way back.

Ji Shaotang walked into the office, sat down in his place, and accidentally found that the top of the desktop was upright, and two books similar to work notes were neatly placed.

The cover reads "Luan Zecheng".

She turned it a little strangely, and nothing was written on the title page, and from the second page onwards, there were some cases and pathologies, which were written in great detail, and were also very professional, and the handwriting was vigorous and powerful.

These two work notes are full of cases.

She only turned two pages, thinking that it was Luan Zecheng who fell, and wanted to return it, but the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated strongly.

She took it out and looked at it, and Luan Zecheng sent a text message.

[Work hard and seize the opportunity.] 】

In just eight words, Ji Shaotang suddenly felt the emotion and sadness that people often say.

Luan Zecheng didn't know why she was writing until Ji Shaotang was writing her thesis, so he left her his handwritten notes.

This is Luan Zecheng's last tenderness to her, and it is also the choice of forgiveness instead of Chu Mingrong.

At this time, they really chose to forgive.

Since then, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and no one remembers the unhappiness of the past.