Jiangbeiyuan stopped for a moment.
At this moment, there was a trace of sadness and loss in his eyes.
This is a scar that has lasted for many years. It always appears when touched inadvertently. It hurts so much that his slightly drooped fingertips can't help but tremble.
He didn't look back.
The sound was thin, as if coming from another distant country—
"Maybe, maybe not."
“…”
Wang Shuang stood there and watched the man's shadow fall on the ground, dragging out a long shadow.
This shadow changes from long to short, just like a person's life, which will eventually wither and dissipate.
*
When Yan Nian received the call from Ding Baoyi, he was sitting in the passenger seat and turned to look out the window, thinking about who would cook tonight.
Ding Baoyi got straight to the point and went straight to the point: "After identification, Xu Anqing is a white lotus that emerges from the mud but remains unstained. Be careful."
Yan Nian was happy.
How was Ding Baoyi identified
Before she could reply, another message from Ding Baoyi came over:
"If you can't handle it alone, remember to grab me, my 80-meter fingernails are ready!"
Yan Nian was made to laugh by Ding Baoyi.
With curved eyebrows, he replied to her: "80-meter-long fingernails? Sister Ding, are you going to die?!"
Jiang Beiyuan, who was driving, took advantage of the red light and glanced sideways at Yan Nian.
Look at her, she is not thinking about Shu, her eyes are like peach blossoms, like a little mouse thinking about something.
"Who are you sending a message to, so happy?"
"Oh... no one, Ding Baoyi, this guy is so funny, he made me laugh to death!"
Yan Nian didn't hide anything from Jiang Beiyuan. After sending the message, he put the phone away, then looked at him, cleared his throat, and asked, "Are you reinstated and will you continue to be a doctor in the future?"
"There will be a report meeting in a few days."
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was shallow and a bit lazy, "I'm going to Licheng. After finishing this report, I won't be a doctor in the future."
"Then what do you do??"
Yan Nian thought that he had figured out that he would continue to be a doctor, but it seemed that was not the case.
Jiang Beiyuan smiled, with a layer of warmth covering his sharply curved side face, "Wouldn't it be nice to be your househusband?"
"Really, are you willing to be a househusband?"
"Isn't it good that the wife will be the tree, the husband will be the straw, and the wife will follow her husband?"
His tone was as casual as talking about the weather, so much so that Yan Nian even felt that this man really planned to retire and would be willing to be the man behind her from now on.
Tsk.
However, why does she always feel that something is not right
…
Wenyuan Pavilion.
The door to the villa is open.
Yan Nian had long expected that there was someone inside.
Jiang Beiyuan hugged her. As soon as the two of them entered the entrance hall, the smell of rice hit their nostrils.
At this time, Jiang Beiyuan's mother Pei Jinling was sitting in the restaurant with a dignified posture.
Xu Anqing was setting the dishes and chopsticks, with an apron tied around her waist, her eyes fell on Jiang Beiyuan, and she smiled sweetly, "Brother Beiyuan, you are back, why didn't you say hello, if you had known I would cook more dishes! "
Yan Nian looked at the five or six dishes on the table, short crispy pork, braised lion's head, steamed fish, thousand-sheet tofu, soy sauce beef...
Isn't this too little
"Thank you, Miss Xu. This is what I, the hostess, should do, but I have to trouble Miss Xu, the guest, to cook the dishes myself."
"Yan Nian, you don't have to be so polite to me."
Xu Anqing's smile never diminished, "We live under the same roof, aren't we just one family? No matter who cooks, we cook the same. Besides, you are injured now, so I naturally hope you recover as soon as possible."
(End of chapter)