Jiang Beiyuan brushed his hand away coldly, "You guys eat, I have to leave beforehand."
He wasn't hungry to begin with, but he drank two bowls of the mutton soup made by Yan Nian, and now he was starving to death.
However, Zhang Fan insisted on dragging him to the department's monthly gathering, but he had no choice.
Zhang Fan showed his displeasure upon hearing this, "Whose responsibility is it if you leave?"
Jiang Beiyuan had an expression on his face: "Is it possible that I need your meal money?"
Zhang Fan understood it and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go, I'll keep it on you anyway!"
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan glanced at Yan Nian in the box again, then turned and left.
The waiter on the side bowed to him respectfully and did not call him "Mr. Jiang" again in a sensible manner.
Zhang Fan glanced at Jiang Beiyuan's back.
Slender and well-proportioned, it was cut open by a large swath of sunlight, and fell to the ground as a black and white silhouette.
Just like filming a movie, this man is facing the light, and the light and shadow are everywhere, but he still looks stunning.
But what is dragged deep around the corner is loneliness and loneliness that no one can understand.
*
Jiangbeiyuan returned to the hospital.
It's one o'clock in the afternoon, and there aren't many people in the hospital corridor.
When Xu Kuangjie came out of the clinic, Xu Kuangjie said in a loud voice, "Isn't your department having a dinner party this noon? Why are you back so early?"
Jiangbeiyuan ignored him.
Xu Kuangjie knew that this guy had his wife's soup in his stomach and would not have time to eat anything else.
"Hey, I'm here for a review today. When does the doctor in your department work in the afternoon? Where can I go to check the chest drainage?"
Jiang Beiyuan still ignored him and suddenly reached into the pocket of Xu Kuangjie's pants.
Separated by a thin layer of material, Xu Kuangjie subconsciously raised his hands.
"Hey, I'm not interested in being gay!"
Jiang Beiyuan successfully took out the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket and took them into his lounge.
Xu Kuangjie's mood waned.
Jiangbeiyuan is going to smoke
interesting.
Then Pidianpipian followed him in.
"What's the matter, you're going to smoke again today? Do you want me to teach you how to smoke?"
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan leaned against the glass window, his posture a little lazy.
Fumbling around in the cigarette case, he took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it, bit the corner of the cigarette, and puffed away.
The movements are done in one go.
Blue-white smoke rings rose gracefully, blurring his angular outline.
Xu Kuangjie was a little stunned.
I didn't expect him to actually smoke.
“Didn’t you fucking say you should quit smoking before??”
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer. He blew a couple of puffs from the smoke ring and suddenly felt it was boring.
He raised his hand and flicked the cigarette ashes, letting large pieces of soot fall to the ground. He looked out the window, his eyes watery, without moving.
For Jiang Beiyuan who looked like this, Xu Kuangjie could only say that it was the sequelae of Yan Nian.
"I'm not telling you, haven't you planned to explain things clearly to her? Your identity includes that you are the same Jiang Ting as before, but you changed your name—"
"Can you be quiet for a moment?"
Xu Kuangjie: "..."
Good intentions are not rewarded, he is here to torture himself, and he, a melon-eater, is also worried, okay
“…”
Jiangbei Yuan took another hard puff of cigarette, and this time he put out the cigarette butt directly on the window sill.
He was leaning against the window, looking lonely and cold, as if he were living alone in a cold palace, and no one could enter his world.
I don't know how long it took, but he said leisurely, "Even if I tell her, what's the use?"
Because the memories that were important to him were completely invisible in Yan Nian's eyes.
To her, the name "Jiang Ting" was just a passer-by.
After he went abroad that year, he came back to find her again without giving up.
But what was her attitude that day
She said: "I am doing well in my new school and I hope you will succeed in your studies."
She also said: "We're not very familiar with each other, right? There's no need for you to come back to see me."
She added: "Since we each have a new life, let's just be well."
With such an innocent and ignorant expression, he said such decisive and resolute words.
Jiang Beiyuan still can't figure out why Yan Nian said that in the first place.
He wanted to take two more puffs of cigarette, only to find that the cigarette butt had been pressed out by him, and the scarlet spots finally turned into silence.
Xu Kuangjie leaned diagonally across from him. Memories might be contagious, making him fall into memories as well.
The time ten years ago has been blurred in the depths of his memory, but he vaguely remembers that after arriving in England that year, he asked Jiang Beiyuan—
"Isn't that girl going to chase you?"
(End of chapter)