The red rose became the only bright color in Xiangdong's new home.
That night, Xiangdong did a set of boxing in the gym, then ran straight to the living room covered in sweat, staring at the rose on the TV cabinet with strange eyes.
Fengli came out to pee in a daze and saw this scene. He was so scared that he almost died on the spot. He rubbed his eyes and walked over: "Brother Dong, are you sleepwalking?"
When I got closer, I realized that Brother Dong was covered in sweat and had a strong smell. The heat from the contraction and relaxation of his muscles was so intense that it could make one's legs weak and horny.
Pineapples are not included.
First, he had seen the masculine side of Dong Ge, and second, he was straight, straighter than a yogurt tube.
"Brother Dong, are you reminded of someone by the things he saw?" Fengli pushed down the hem of her vest, which was turned up a little.
Xiangdong sighed with relief: "Our Lizi also knows the idiom of seeing things reminds us of people. That's amazing."
Pineapple: "…" It's true that Dong Ge knows how to show off, but it's not like this! What's wrong? Is he influenced by the literary youth? A little bit, the two kings of showing off met on a narrow road, learned from each other, and reached new heights.
"Where is this place, who am I, and what am I doing?" He was blinded by the collision, and his two hands were groping in the air, trying to slip away, while one hand grabbed the alopecia on the back of his head.
Ten minutes later, Xiangdong sat in the restaurant with a steaming bowl of soup in front of him. He poked a small piece of red on the noodles with his chopsticks: "What is this?"
"These are the carrots that Professor Bai had left over from his dinner." Pineapple blurted out.
"Bang" he threw the chopsticks to the east.
Fengli took a few steps back and said earnestly: "Brother Dong, we all came from hard times, we can't waste them, right? Vegetables are almost more expensive than meat these days, carrots are not cheap, why don't we save some?"
Xiangdong’s face turned as green as a dung beetle: “Get out!”
"Hey." Fengli made a "please" gesture, "Enjoy your meal."
Xiangdong picked up the chopsticks and threw them back. "Slow down!" He was doing boxing late at night and eating noodles after the fight. He was out of his mind.
After a while, there was a rustling sound beside him, and Pineapple sat over. He woke up after going to the toilet. He couldn't sleep, and his heart felt like it was scratched by a cat.
"Brother Dong, where are you and Professor Bai now?"
Xiangdong crossed his legs, scooped up some noodles and said nonchalantly, "It's about chasing and being chased."
Fengli slowly turned her head to look at the delicate rose in the living room, then turned her head back to look at her brother Dong, who had a strong manly aura, and looked doubtful about her life: "Professor Bai is pursuing you..."
"He's pursuing you?!" Pineapple stood up quickly.
"Oh my god, he's chasing you." Fengli sat back stupidly, mouth wide open, "My fallen fairy beauty is chasing someone, wuwuwu."
Xiangdong was furious and said, I can’t eat this noodles anymore.
Fengli whined for a long time like a train, then grabbed Xiangdong's arm and said, "Brother Dong, just give in!"
"It's not shameful to reunite with your first love, nor is it shocking. You can see a lot of such stories on TV. Life is like a play, and a play is like life. If it's not dramatic, it's not life." Fengli said earnestly, "Really, Dong Ge, Professor Bai is the only person you've ever dated. That alone is special enough."
Xiangdong curled his lips in an ambiguous tone: "You know shit."
That's fake.
False memories give rise to real emotions.
Xiangdong touched his neck. The scratches from Bai Tang last year were long gone. He had just finished a mission at that time and wanted to relax by reminiscing about the past. He even took off his pants. Bai Tang suddenly started dropping gold beans. He didn't have the heart to comfort her and was so annoyed that he wanted to leave. As a result, he was caught.
At that time, they met unexpectedly again after ten years. One scolded the other for being ruthless and heartless, and the other thought the other was a bitch. Those ugly faces were so fucking sincere. Who knew that they were actually a pair of first loves in false memories, which was even more ridiculous than a fake couple.
At least the plastic is real plastic.
Xiangdong ate the carrot unconsciously. When he realized what was happening, his face turned pale. Damn, it was so disgusting!
Fengli went to the refrigerator to get the Coke she hadn't finished, and took a big gulp while leaning against the wall: "The vase was brought by Professor Bai, and the flowers were bought by him. You didn't throw those two things away, but left them intact where Professor Bai put them. This shows that..."
Xiangdong squinted his eyes and said, "It means you should go to bed, son. Daddy has entered menopause early. If you say another word, Daddy will beat you to a pulp."
Fengli looked like he was not afraid of power, and he said seriously: "Brother Dong, I don't understand you."
Xiangdong cursed: "Did I let you do it? Of course you don't understand!"
Pineapple's face wrinkled in disgust, ugh.
Xiangdong finished the last bit of noodles and drank the hot soup in the bowl, his mouth full of the taste of black pepper: "Dating is not as simple as having sex once, nor is it as simple as finding a regular bed partner. Your Professor Bai is not a fool, he is very smart. He wants a lot from your boss, far more than you can imagine, understand?"
Pineapple can probably understand the boss's dilemma.
So many years have passed, the boss has gone far away, and he has met many beautiful passers-by and his life is colorful, but Professor Bai is still there.
Professor Bai is a man with a lot of thoughts and even more emotions. He never gave up when the boss wanted to draw a line between them and not renew their old relationship. Now that he is asked to pursue her, it is even more impossible for him to let go.
If Professor Bai lets go in the end, it can only be a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, a separation of life and death.
The eldest is a person who seeks novelty and excitement, likes to eat takeout and fast food, and doesn't like home-cooked meals...
Pineapple is a little follower who cares about his parents. He thinks about it carefully and feels that these two people are completely different in character and life experience, which is difficult.
However, nothing can be predicted or determined.
Everything is possible.
Pineapple thought about it and shook her head. It is easier to develop feelings in the mission world than in the real world. For example, if two people who originally have an average relationship or no intersection are thrown into it, facing life and death and danger, they may develop into a couple through relying on each other. That is called instant love. They think it is true love and love it to death. But when they return from the mission and things become dull, they will find that it was just an illusion.
Except those who are possessed by demons.
However, Professor Bai had never done a mission with the boss, right? Fengli was not sure, and the two of them did not mention this. Fengli smacked her lips. Anyway, Professor Bai was so persistent, and there was absolutely no element of confusion in the feelings of the mission world. He was really obsessed with the boss.
Ten years, what a concept.
If you haven’t forgotten someone you met when you were eighteen or nineteen even after ten years and are still holding on to him/her, it means that he/she either owes you a lot of money or owes you a relationship.
"I was wondering..."
When Fengli heard the boss's voice, he was startled. Hmm? Hmm? What are you thinking about
"Next time when cooking noodles, don't put black pepper in it. Use white pepper instead." Xiangdong said to himself.
Fengli twitched her lips and muttered quietly: "The boss is so in need of training, I don't know if Professor Bai has the ability to do it..."
Take off your slippers and throw them eastward.
Fengli ran away: "Brother Dong, I'm going back to my room, you should go to bed early too!"
Xiangdong leaned back in his chair and rolled his eyes. He had just eaten, so why did he go to sleep
He reached for the phone on the table and opened it, scrolling through Weibo out of boredom. He remembered that Lao Chen had a Weibo account, so he searched for his name, but was prompted that there was no relevant user information.
After Lao Chen passed away, the only people who remembered him were his teammates who had worked with him. All traces of his existence in this world were wiped out, and even the house became someone else's.
An elderly couple lives there now, and the memory that was inserted is that it was the old couple's house and they lived there for many years.
Xiangdong made a "tsk" sound. The disappearance or departure of a tasker would change the memories and life trajectories of many people.
This is a fake world made up of dense data.
Xiangdong exited Weibo and opened the game. Before he started playing, Professor Bai sent him a message.
Professor Bai: Are you asleep
These words are Xiangdong's minefield. One of them is "are you there?", which makes him angry. If he wants to flirt, he should do it well. This kind of routine has a certain taste.
Usually he pretended not to see it.
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Xiangdong sent a question mark, threw his phone on the table, stood up and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them.
The cell phone on the dining table was vibrating. Xiangdong wiped his hands after cleaning up and went out to check his phone.
Professor Bai: Nothing, I just want to say good night to you.
Xiangdong: “…”
Xiangdong went upstairs with his mobile phone, playing games while climbing the stairs. After he finished a game and took a shower, he found that Professor Bai had posted a circle of friends.
Just one photo.
The photo shows a slender white ankle, emitting an alluring luster under the light.
Shit! Xiangdong cursed. He was half an ankle fan. Professor Bai must have relevant memory information. What did this person mean? Staying up late at night to seduce him
Xiangdong sneered twice and gave a thumbs up.
I'm fearless, just come at me.
On the other side, in the small western-style house, Bai Tang was lying on the big carved bed, staring blankly at Xiangdong's praise.
He praised me, so he thought it was good, right? Bai Tang rolled around on the bed with a clear look in his eyes. Suddenly, he thought of a good idea, and hurriedly got up, leaned forward with his waist bent, and struggled to reach one of his legs.
Then he bit the ankle of that leg, took a photo, turned on the light, adjusted the light, and posted it on WeChat Moments.
It was a photo of an ankle wearing teeth marks.
Bai Tang rubbed his sore sternum. It was so difficult for him to bring his ankle to his mouth. His body was really too stiff. He decided to find time to sign up for a class to exercise.
The two Moments posted by Bai Tang were only visible to Xiangdong, but he waited for a long time and Xiangdong still didn't like his post.
Doesn't the bite look good? Bai Tang looked at the bite mark he made. It was quite complete, and it also had the desire mentioned in the technical post on the forum. So why did it end up like this
Write an analysis report tomorrow.
Bai Tang fell asleep holding his phone in disappointment. The corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red. He was crying in his dreams, but what he didn't know was that Xiangdong fired a bullet at the photo he later posted.
Brother Dong is a person who will never treat himself badly.
On Tuesday morning, Xiangdong went to Area C of the rehabilitation center. He stood at the gate and dialed a number, but no one answered.
Go straight in to the east.
Before leaving, Lao Chen sent Xiang Zimu's photo to the group and asked everyone to help look after her, but as far as he knew, none of them met her in the mission later.
Xiangdong had only worked with her once, and that was last year, in an unknown town, so they didn't have much communication.
According to Lao Chen, Xiang Zimu was tired and squatted down, and didn't want to walk anymore. She needed someone to pull her up and walk with her. When Xiangdong first came to see her, he found that things were more troublesome than he thought. It was hard to even talk to her, let alone pull her up.
That lady's soul has long been buried.
Later, Xiangdong and his team spent a lot of effort and managed to pull her soul up a bit. With a little more pulling, it was almost possible for her to see the light of day again.
The job that Lao Chen gave them was not easy.
Xiangdong walked into the hall. The young nurse at the information desk shyly glanced at him a few times, and he gave her a bewitching smile in return.
The cell phone rang. Xiangdong answered it and a cold voice came from the other end of the line: "What's the matter?"
Xiangdong said bluntly: "I'm on the first floor of the rehabilitation center."
The phone hung up.
Xiangdong was playing with his cell phone while shaking his legs. Not long after, Xiang Zimu came up from the escalator with her straight black hair tied behind her head and the corners of her white coat were neat and clean.
Xiangdong sat in the chair without moving. He waited for Xiang Zimu to come over and said, "Doctor Xiang, there is an art exhibition in Italy at the end of this month. Do you want to go?"
"No."
Xiangdong was not surprised at all. He put his arm on the back of the chair and said with a sly smile, "It was done by the painter."
Xiang Zimu said: "He didn't invite me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiangdong showed him the chat records that he had retrieved a long time ago. It was the chat content between him and the painter, and the date was two days ago.
The painter wanted to come to the rehabilitation center in person to invite Xiang Zimu, and Xiangdong took on the job.
Xiang Zimu said nothing.
Xiangdong had figured out her ways and had prepared his moves to wait for her.
"They are all acquaintances." Xiangdong said, "Just think of it as a trip. You don't have to worry about food and accommodation. The painter has taken care of everything. Are you still worried about his work?"
Xiang Zimu put her hands into the pockets of her white coat, and her slender, dry fingers touched her fountain pen. She was silent for a while and said, "I'll talk to the painter."
"Okay." Xiangdong looked at the stethoscope in front of her and raised his eyebrows on impulse, "Listen to my heart and lungs. I feel like I haven't been eating or sleeping well lately."
Xiang Zimu said, "Follow me."
Xiangdong followed her lazily to an empty clinic on the first floor.
Xiang Zimu asked Xiangdong to bend down. She listened to his heart and lungs in the thick smell of cigarettes and said two words: "Health."
"Then why do I feel so uncomfortable?" Xiangdong rubbed the screen of his phone.
Xiang Zimu asked: "Are you in love?"
Xiangdong: “…”
This topic is thus tied up.
Xiang Zimu wanted to go upstairs, but when she was about to reach the end of the corridor, she stopped.
After a few moments, Xiang Zimu turned around and returned the same way. She walked in the corridor, faster and faster, the hem of her white coat fluttering, and the smell of disinfectant spread all over the patients, their families, and colleagues.
They witnessed Dr. Xiang, with black hair, white face, cold and indifferent eyes, walk out of the hall quickly and catch up with the tall, handsome man with a strong smell of hormones.
The fact is not that the girl is chasing the boy, nor is it consensual, nor is it that the lovers are quarreling and unhappy. The fact is that the lonely doctor wants to find someone to accompany him to a place.
That's all.
More than ten minutes later, Xiang Zimu was sitting in the car heading east. She had taken off her white coat and folded it neatly aside. She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and casual pants, and was looking at the scenery outside the car window with her face turned sideways.
Driving east, the navigation points to Everlasting Mt.
"You don't have surgery today?" Xiangdong said, holding a cigarette in his mouth and steering with his hands.
"No." Xiang Zimu let her hair down and scratched the hair on the back of her head. She was not busy this month.
Xiangdong didn't talk to her again. He took a puff of cigarette and felt sleepy.
The missioner will only die during the mission and will not die in a car accident in this world. This makes Xiangdong feel relieved. He puffs on his cigarette and drives through the city with half-closed eyes.
When Bai Tang called, Xiangdong had just finished smoking a cigarette and was about to chew a mint to cool down.
When Xiangdong heard Baitang asking about his whereabouts, he hissed, "I'm not at home."
Bai Tang asked: "Where are you then?"
Glancing eastward in the rearview mirror, Dr. Xiang had fallen asleep. He slumped over the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the men, women, and children crossing the road: “I’m on my way to the Everlasting Mine Mountain.”
There was silence on the line for a moment, and then Bai Tang's voice rang out: "Have you reached the elevated highway?"
"not yet."
"Then can you take me with you?" Bai Tang paused and said softly, "I also want to go to Changmian Mountain to burn incense."
Xiangdong didn’t say it couldn’t be done, nor did he say it could be done.
Bai Tang seemed to be afraid that he would get angry, so he said, "If it's inconvenient, forget it."
Xiangdong sneered: "Pretend."
Bai Tang blushed: "I'm not pretending."
"Bullshit!" Xiangdong said gruffly, "If you weren't pretending, I'd be running naked on East Street!"
Bai Tang immediately said, "I was pretending."
"Admit it?"
"I don't want you to run naked, because that way many people will see your body." Bai Tang bit his lip, his brows knitted together, his eyes dark, "I will cry to death if I do that."
Xiangdong had a toothache: "Take a taxi to Fengyuan Sports Center and wait for me at the South Gate."
After the call ended, Xiangdong accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror and found that Xiang Zimu had opened his eyes at some point and was looking at him with a look as if he could see through everything.
“…” Xiangdong rolled his eyes.
Bai Tang was standing outside the south gate of Fengyuan Sports Center with a bag on his back. He had only been there for less than five minutes when several people came up to him and started chatting with him.
They were all athletic boys, handsome and cheerful, tall, sunny and smiling, and their eyes were full of protectiveness when they looked at him.
Bai Tang pursed his rosy and plump lips, looking helpless. He was a university professor in his thirties, yet people still called him a junior.
How about he cut his hair into a buzz cut like Chen Yang or Xiang Dong
“Beep—beep—”
The sound of a car horn interrupted Bai Tang's thoughts. He trotted towards the black car parked on the side of the road, panting slightly as he opened the passenger door.
Didn't pull it open.
Pointing east and back.
Bai Tang did not move. His hand was still holding the passenger door, and he looked at Xiangdong with a pair of eyes that seemed to be stained with mountain mist.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and then a slight "click" sound was heard from the car.
Bai Tang opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He brought his backpack to the front, placed it on his lap, and zipped it up.
When Xiangdong heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped, his eyelids started twitching. Could it be another rose
These days he received one every day, in all kinds of colors, red, pink, and white, which was enough.
When Xiangdong was complaining in his heart, a bright yellow rose was handed to him right under his eyes by a slender white hand.
Roses again!
Send me roses again!!!
Xiangdong finally exploded: "Flowers, flowers, flowers, you only care about flowers, can't you give me something else?"
Bai Tang blinked: "...Yes."
"So what do you want?" He took out a small notebook calmly, "You tell me, I'll take notes."
Xiangdong: “…”
He started the car and told himself to calm down.
It was you who let this guy chase you, so just bear with it!
After a while, a blue vein popped up on Xiangdong's forehead. He couldn't bear it anymore. Whoever wants to bear it can bear it.
"Can you sit down, Professor Bai? If you keep staring at me like that, aren't you afraid that I'll drive you into the underworld?"
"Sorry." Bai Tang turned his head and faced forward, "Xiangdong, did my chasing you cause you any trouble?"
"There are other people in the car, can we not talk about this topic?" Xiangdong was really afraid that the lady in the back seat would open her eyes again and look at him. Her eyeballs and whites were very distinct, like glass beads, and she looked at people very cautiously.
"Doctor Xiang knows everything." Bai Tang said, "I asked her for advice."
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What the hell, he has become a target of a strategy or something, so he has to ask his acquaintances for advice.
"What did you ask her for advice? How to be a single?" Xiang Dong laughed angrily.
Bai Tang touched his hand on the steering wheel.
Throw it away to the east.
The atmosphere in the car was depressing, and Xiang Zimu's voice suddenly rang out from the back seat: "Stop in front."
"What?" Xiangdong yelled.
"Since you don't want Professor Bai to be next to you, let him come behind you." Xiang Zimu said lightly.
The car didn't stop.
Drive all the way to Changmian Mountain.