Duran knew that this was her heart knot, and hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Director Duan is not going to work today, right?"

How could it be possible to go to work if such a thing happened, even if she was on duty, the dean would transfer her away.

The doctor shook his head, "No."

Duran pursed his lips and sighed softly, "The deceased is gone, let's mourn."

Ming Duyun heard about this incident, and happened to know that Ming Duyun was Xi Mingyue's brother, so this matter naturally reached her ears.

Xi Mingyue didn't even have time to put on a mask, and rushed to the elevator after getting out of the door.

"Slow down." Li Jin chased and shouted behind him, his brows wrinkled with worry.

Xi Mingyue nodded busily, and frantically pressed the elevator floor, and from the reflective mirror, she could see her fingers constantly moving.

"Don't say anything when you go in," Xi Mingyue raised her head and told him, "At this time, Shuangshuang definitely doesn't want others to ask too much about this and arouse her sadness, so you just stay by my side quietly."

Li Jin looked at her seriously, "Okay."

Duan Hanshuang bought an apartment in a medium community, although it is not very big, but it is more than enough to live alone.

The doorbell pressed by Xi Mingyue seemed to be shouting anxiously, but it was Song Yin who opened the door.

Xi Mingyue originally hugged her as soon as she opened the door, but she paused again when she saw someone coming.

"Song Yin?" Song Yin was wearing an apron, she was a little unbelievable, and looked into the living room, "Why are you in Frost's house?"

Duan Hanshuang came out of the room when he heard the movement, his eyes were red and swollen, and he happened to meet Xi Mingyue's gaze in the air.

A hint of surprise instantly rose in her eyes, she opened her lips and couldn't make a sound, and stood in place in a daze, looking a little cramped.

Xi Mingyue looked at Song Yin and then at Duan Hanshuang, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Yin opened his mouth first and explained, "I'm worried about her, come and have a look."

After speaking, Duan Hanshuang's gaze briefly staggered, and a faint invisible spark appeared, and no one noticed.

Duan Hanshuang didn't want Xi Mingyue to know about her embarrassment last night, so Song Yin chose not to say it.

A rich scent mixed with a gurgling sound came from the kitchen.

Duan Hanshuang's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "It just so happens that you are here, you can eat together, I heard that Song Yin's skills are good."

"Yes, I'll show you a hand today!" Song Yin tugged at the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a smile, "Li Jin, come over and give me a hand!"

The two exchanged glances for a moment, Li Jin nodded slightly, and walked towards him and walked towards the kitchen together.

Because it is an open kitchen, people can also see the back of the two people cooking when they sit on the sofa, cutting and washing vegetables in an orderly manner, and the surface is calm.

Xi Mingyue stared at Duan Hanshuang with an inquiring expression, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously.

"Frosty, how did you arrange your uncle's funeral?"

She knew that words of comfort pale in the face of anything she said at this moment.

"Business as usual." She sat down and poured a cup of tea for Xi Mingyue, and pushed it in front of her, her slightly drooping eyes couldn't see the expression under her eyes.

"I know it's hard to accept, after all, things are impermanent, but the dead are gone, all we can do is let him leave with dignity."

Duan Hanshuang's brows furrowed slightly, swallowed his saliva, and seemed to open his voice with difficulty: "Dad left peacefully in the end, he should have heard my words."

She can only comfort herself like this, if she lets her father die with regret, she will be haunted for the rest of her life.

Xi Mingyue leaned on her shoulder, put her arm around her, and whispered comfortingly: "Uncle must have heard, you are his best child, and we are all proud of you."

"Our Doctor Duan is a shining existence no matter where you are, and you like this is the pride of all of us, and even more so the pride of our uncle." z.br>

The corners of Duan Hanshuang's pursed mouth began to tremble slightly, with a touch of bitterness, and he nodded heavily.

"I didn't have time to tell you."

Xi Mingyue: "I only blame myself for not comforting you in time."

Duan Hanshuang's back stiffened slightly, his eyes flashed with an unknown luster, and the appearance of wanting to speak and stopping just fell into Song Yin's eyes, and the whole person froze in place.

Li Jin touched his elbow with his hand, and his eyes fell on the pot of soup: "It's time to turn the heat down."

Song Yin's thoughts were pulled back, and he glanced at him, and his tone was not salty or light: "You don't have long hands? You don't know how to turn off the fire for me by the way?"

Li Jin disagreed: "You made a love lunch for your sweetheart, I can't steal your limelight."

Song Yin tugged at the corners of his mouth, such a high-sounding reason, he almost believed it when he heard it.

"Okay, don't eat the love lunch I made later."

"Doesn't love include me?"

Song Yin snorted and said, "Don't disgust me!"

Li Jin's narrow eyes were filled with a layer of tenderness, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which gradually rippled in his heart and turned into a soft puddle of water.

Song Yin's disdainful gaze lit up instantly, turning the fire into a small fire, and with a strong sense of inquiry, he gossiped: "You have been living a very nourishing life during this time! Radiant, huh?"

In the past, Li Jin's body was like polar ice, wrapped in ruthless wind and frost, and Cen Yan's lips were lightly closed, no matter how dull his eyes were.

Standing next to him, you can also feel a strong sense of coldness, which makes people can't help but shiver.

Not to mention the awe-inspiring cold light when he is angry, his eyes are like the sharpest and most poisonous blades, a hundred swords are fired together, and they are fiercely inserted into your heart, and the air around him will flow slowly due to his coldness.

It's a world away from what he is now.

The more Song Yin thought about it, the more interesting he felt, and he leaned over mysteriously: "Are you already preparing to have a second child?"

"If you're as strong as you, you shouldn't have to get pregnant, right?"

Hearing this, Li Jin's face was visibly gloomy, his narrow eyes went deep into the ancient pool, and there was a hint of coldness in his ink: "I never planned to have a second child, I don't have it now, and I won't give birth in the future."

Song Yin: "This is a g?"

Li Jin nodded, looking serious and solemn.

Song Yin raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and suddenly realized, "I see."

"But," he stirred the soup in the pot, took out a spoon and scooped a spoonful and tasted it, then breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had tasted the best food in the world, "This so-called g is used to break."

Li Jin patiently picked his own vegetable leaves, and said while washing, "It will not be broken."

"I'll arrange a sterilization in a while," his lowered eyes calmed as if it were a normal thing, "I'm not fit for surgery yet, I'll have to wait."

His tone was steady with a low and indifferent beak, and he seemed to have returned to his original appearance, looking at all beings from above, and holding everything in his hands with ease.

Song Yin's eyes flashed with slight surprise, but this was also very common, and he quickly returned to his normal color.

"What if I get pregnant before that?" Song Yin leaned over and asked quietly.

Li Jin paused slightly and shook his head: "No."

This scene was fully watched by Song Yin, and his slightly narrow narrow eyes narrowed: "What if?"

"No in case."

Song Yin looked back at Xi Mingyue, and then at Li Jin, "Okay, it's good for you to be happy."

Li Jin carefully washed the dishes and put them aside for later use, and then stood aside and watched Song Yin turn the pot, showing the style of a chef.

"Give me the salt."

Li Jin raised his eyebrows, left from the corner of the table he was leaning on, and found salt for him.

"Oyster sauce."

"Wash the pan, I'm going to use it."

"Pluck those celery leaves, too."

When he said these words, almost Li Jin thought that he had nothing to do, and leaned aside and looked at him aimlessly.

Song Yin didn't seem to be able to see Li Jin idle, even if he could get it with his hands, he still let Li Jin go

Come.

Li Jin was also happy to agree, and his face was indifferent.

When it was time for lunch, with the joint efforts of the two of them, a large table of dishes was made, but Duan Hanshuang put down the dishes and chopsticks without eating a few bites.

Song Yin rushed in front of Xi Mingyue and spoke: "Frost, you can give me some face and eat a few more bites, right?"

When Xi Mingyue heard him shout Frost, a color popped up in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

echoed: "Only when you are full can you have the strength to be sad, you have only a few days after you have a fever, don't go on a diet and send yourself to the hospital."

Duan Hanshuang: "I can't eat it."

With that, she turned back to her room, and the sound of the door closing was resolute.

"Sometimes when a person is upset, the comfort of others may not be as good as the calmness of oneself." Li Jin, who had been chewing his meal slowly, spoke up.

He put some celery into Xi Mingyue's bowl, and used a spoon to serve the soup, and his movements were elegant and elegant:

"The balloon will burst, maybe it's not crowded, or maybe someone else keeps pumping it."

Hearing this, Xi Mingyue and Song Yin were both stunned for a moment, and the air fell into silence.

"Why don't you take Bei Bei over and divert her attention?" Song Yin consulted the two for their opinions.

Li Jin: "Bei Bei was picked up by his little uncle."

Song Yin: "Make a phone call!"

Li Jin: "Say it yourself."

"No problem!" Song Yin swore that "he will not refuse me."

Xi Mingyue: "Maybe."

When the phone came, it was so noisy that I couldn't hear what I was doing, only the sound of the wind whistling by and screaming.

In desperation, I could only send a message and did not reply.

"What the hell did Twilight Cloud do with Beibei? Why didn't you reply to messages for so long?"

Xi Mingyue disagreed: "It should be out to play, it's too noisy to hear, so let Shuangshuang be quiet."

Li Jin narrowed his eyes, burst out with a hint of danger, and dialed back with his own number.

Soon the phone was hung up, and the coldness on his face became even more obvious.

As the calls back were hung up one by one, his face was gloomy and dripping.

I didn't eat anymore, and opened the location to find it.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and the green tendons on both sides of his temples throbbed inpatiently.

Xi Mingyue sensed that something was wrong, and asked inquiringly, "What's wrong?"