Why not
Hearing this, Zhuang Yi tilted his head and asked him, "What? My place is so nice, why don't you miss leaving?"
"Hmm... not at all." Xun Yuming sat up, grabbed his bangs that were hanging down after growing long, and said, "Look at my eyebrows, they will definitely laugh at me when I go back. If I get up every morning to draw my eyebrows , they have more to laugh about.”
But you won't.
He swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Even though they have only been dating for a few months, he has no doubts in Zhuang Yi, and he has a feeling of being overwhelmed. However, not everyone can do this. When he thinks of Neil teasing him and running around laughing and bending over, he just wants to learn from an ostrich and find a place to hide and never go back.
"I have a big place and no one else here, so you can come here anytime you want." Zhuang Yi sat beside him and said with a smile, "But even if you don't go back to live, you still have to see them in class. Can I hide past fifteen more?" Interpersonal relationship problems will have to be faced sooner or later.
Xun Yuming lowered his head and remained silent.
He knew that his request was too much, but for some reason, he blurted out the question, just like asking him if he could be friends last time, it seemed that he could never hide a secret from him.
"then what do I do?"
He is really not good at dealing with this kind of thing, at least going out before the eyebrows grow is like a punishment for him, it is even more uncomfortable than going back to school with a bad haircut in high school.
Zhuang Yi smiled and said: "You might as well take the initiative and talk to your roommate. If we still can't solve it, we will find a way. After all, you will stay here for four years. Don't you still want to apply for medical school? Then It's been four years, and we can't hide from them forever."
Rubbing Xun Yuming made up his mind, and he said again: "And do you know? You are actually very good, with good grades and good personality. Once people get to know you, they will definitely like you. If you can let others see your If you shine brightly and make them admire you instead of envy you, then this is also your skill."
The so-called charisma is nothing more than that.
"How can I... be like what you said?" Xun Yuming looked at Zhuang Yi thoughtfully, wondering what he was thinking. His hair is soft and slightly curly, with a tuft of hair on the top of his head always sticking out.
Zhuang Yi let it go—it was useless, so he had to give up, "Aren't you working in an ice cream shop? Why don't you treat them to ice cream, call them out and talk, tell them that you don't like people making fun of you, they give you life It caused a lot of trouble. I think normal people can listen to it.”
"Okay." Xun Yuming forced a smile and sighed: "Life is so difficult."
Zhuang Yi was amused by him.
When he laughed, the sky cleared up.
"Don't be afraid," he promised. "I'll be with you."
I don't know if he said "together" if he invited his roommate to eat ice cream with him, or if he stayed with him throughout his life.
Xun Yuming's heart was hot, and he pushed him down on the goose down pillow, and heard him say in a warm voice: "Okay, go to sleep, don't think about it. How do you say that old saying? Life gives you lemons, you just make them lemonade."
Xun Yuming was startled, he didn't expect that these words had been lingering in his ears for eight years, and he could hear them again today eight years later. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel his blood boil, and he even felt like crying.
Zhuang Yi didn't stay long, and went up to the sixteenth floor. Xun Yuming didn't have time to look at Qin Xueyan, so he breathed a sigh of relief and went directly to the operating room with Cen Ji.
There were a lot of people in the observation room in the afternoon. Xun Yuming's operation has always been a "hot movie" in the hospital, but decompressive laminectomy is only a second-level operation, and it seems unnecessary to mobilize so many people to "watch".
He murmured inwardly, and suddenly saw the small red light on the surgical teaching system flickering, and a female voice floated in through the microphone: "My God! Look, he can actually treat scar tissue with a stripper in one hand. Use the nerve root hook to pull the spinal cord with one hand!"
The boy next to him nodded in admiration: "It's so fucking awesome, this hand speed! This accuracy! I'll ask him for his autograph later, who will go?"
A group of people immediately quarreled, all clamoring to go, arguing over who should be the first.
Xun Yuming smiled, and asked Cen Ji in a low voice, "Which department do these kids belong to?"
"Our department." Cen Ji handed him a medical curette, and said, "Our hospital has a new batch of regular trainees, and they are not young. I thought I was mature at that time, but looking at it now, it's A cucumber egg."
"This shows that you have improved." Xun Yuming scraped the gray lesion caused by tuberculosis on the side of the spine, and said, "The sign of a person's rapid growth is to constantly discover how bad he was before."
Through the mask, Cen Ji grinned and said, "So I'm making rapid progress every day, yesterday I still thought I was a sand sculpture the day before yesterday."
Xun Yuming smiled, thinking of his former self, especially when he was dating in college, his scalp tingled.
He tightened his temples and asked, "Who did those people take?"
Cen Ji thought about it, and said: "Dr. Liu divided into two, and Dr. Zhao and Dr. Sun each brought one... Oh, by the way, we have recruited several newcomers in our lab. In addition to those two and me, now you have seven people under your command." Personally, it happens to be a team of gourd babies."
"..." Xun Yuming instantly got goosebumps, "I can't be a grandpa."
"You are Snow White!" Cen Ji took the opportunity to flatter, "We are seven little scumbags."
The operating room was originally quiet, except for the tick-tock sound of the ventilator and the blood pressure monitor. The anesthetist and nurses laughed at his teasing.
Back home in the evening, Xun Yuming went through the profile of the newly arrived Gui Peisheng, and there was a girl whose resume was particularly attractive, almost comparable to Cen Ji, and the photo she saw was the one who spoke today.
Xun Yuming closed the computer, opened WeChat and sent a message to Chen Linlin, asking him when the next psychological consultation is. While waiting for a reply, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't added Zhuang Yi yet.
Finding the "add friend" page, he entered Zhuang Yi's mobile phone number, and an account popped up on the screen, with a crimson red snake fruit as his profile picture. After hesitating for a while, Xun Yuming finally made up his mind and clicked "Send Request".
The other party agreed almost immediately, and Xun Yuming was so frightened that he bumped into Xiaolu. Zhuang Yi was planning to call him and wanted him to go to the consultation room for lunch tomorrow, and when he saw the request, he added him as a friend.
Zhuang Yi: "?"
Xun Yuming was thinking hard, and a seamless reason jumped into his mind: "You haven't paid back the wine money yet."
Open the transfer and send him nine hundred and eighty.
Zhuang Yi ordered the payment conveniently, and asked, "Is your stomach hurting?"
Xun Yuming was taken aback: "How do you know?"
Zhuang Yi: "I met Cen Ji at night and bought you Daxi."
Xun Yuming: "Old problem, don't worry."
Drinking alcohol all the year round, eating irregularly, and working under great pressure, it's no wonder that my stomach doesn't go wrong.
Zhuang Yi: "Come and have dinner with me at noon tomorrow, I have something to tell you."
Recalling that when he was waiting for the elevator at noon today, he once said that he would tell himself something in two days, and Xun Yuming wondered, "What is it?"
Zhuang Yi: "Let's talk tomorrow, good night."
Play tricks.
Xun Yuming got out of bed and opened the curtains, the moon was hanging in the sky outside, the light was clear and the night was extremely gentle.
"Good night."
He hit send, turned off the lights and fell asleep.
After get off work at noon the next day, Xun Yuming went to the consulting room to have lunch according to the appointment. Chen Linlin happened to be there, and when he saw him enter the door, he first smiled and said, "Doctor Xun, your new shoes are so trendy! Did you buy them for me?"
The shoes on his feet were the shoes given by Zhuang Yi before, Xun Yuming looked down and said, "No, they were given by others, and I don't know where he bought them from."
"It's a newly released limited edition, and it's not available in China." Chen Linlin leaned over and studied with his chin, "This kind of scarce edition is not very easy to buy. Last time I hired someone to help me stand in line for a whole day, but I still didn't buy it. "
"Isn't it just a pair of shoes, why are they so popular?" How did Xun Yuming understand this? He is usually too busy with work, so he always goes straight to the nearest store to buy things. Replace it with a new one.
However, he has been very particular about fashion lately. He even changed glasses to new frames. He also spent huge sums of money to buy several fashion magazines. He took notes at home every night, with a serious attitude, and forgot to sleep and eat.
After Zhuang Yi finished the work at hand, he came down from the second floor, and saw his two jijigugu hooking their shoulders together, knocking on the bar with their index knuckles, and said in a deep voice, "Are you two still eating?"
"Eat." Chen Linlin smiled and said, "I'm not full yet, I'm just looking for the doctor's new shoes."
Zhuang Yi looked like a capitalist, and said angrily: "Hurry up upstairs after eating, the customer will be here soon." Pulling away the chair by the dining table, he glanced at Yuming, "Sit down."
Chen Linlin pouted, brought two lunch boxes, and asked, "Do you two eat seafood rice or ribs rice?"
Xun Yuming: "Short ribs."
Zhuang Yi: "Sparse ribs."
The two spoke in unison.
Chen Linlin shrugged, gave the rib rice to Zhuang Yi, and gave another box to Xun Yuming, hugged the half bowl of seafood rice he had left, and sat down on the empty seat between the two of them.
Zhuang Yi's face darkened, he got up and went to the bar to bring two glasses of watermelon juice, one for Xun Yuming and one for himself, the arrangement was clear.
Chen Linlin frowned, stretched out his head and asked, "... why didn't I?"
Xun Yuming was a little embarrassed, just stretched out his hand to push his watermelon juice towards him, when Zhuang Yi said: "Take it yourself."
"Cut." Chen Linlin couldn't help rolling his eyes, and ran to pour the drink by himself, mumbling: "The gentleman fed the dog."
Xun Yuming took back the cup, buried his head and took a sip of the juice.
Weird sweet.
Zhuang Yi tore open the packaging bag, took out the sterilized chopsticks and handed them to him.
"Thank you." Xun Yuming took it, and opened the lunch box, which was filled with a layer of braised pork ribs with a rich sauce, and the rice underneath was still steaming, and a few lettuce lettuce with garlic was dotted beside it.
Zhuang Yi picked up the spare ribs in his bowl and put them on the wooden lid, piled them up layer by layer to form a hill, and pushed them to the opposite side.
Xun Yuming put down the watermelon juice, his heart pounding, and he shook his head expressionlessly.
Seeing this, Chen Linlin picked up two yuan with one chopstick and said with a smile, "Thank you boss!"
"..."
Zhuang Yi's face became darker, and the clouds above his head were thick.
Xun Yuming couldn't help curling his lips and asked, "What are you going to tell me?"
The author has something to say: The little skirt will be rolled up tomorrow~