Lemonade

"Meet your parents?"

Xun Yuming was startled, the spoon in his hand fell into the bowl with a "ding".

Zhuang Yi used chopsticks to pick up his spoon and threw it on the dinner plate, then gave him his own spoon, and said: "After Mr. Qin was discharged from the hospital, my family kept urging me to take you back. There is no other meaning. I just want to invite you to get together to show my thanks."

"No need." Xun Yuming breathed a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's just a minor operation, you've already treated me to dinner."

"That's what I said too." Zhuang Yi smiled, with a helpless tone, "But they insist on letting me take you there, and I can't help it. Anyway, it's almost a holiday, how about having a meal together?"

He opened his mouth, and it was hard for Xun Yuming to refuse: "But I have to work overtime. In our line of work, the more holidays we have, the busier we are. It's not like you don't know."

"Are you going to work on the first day?" Zhuang Yi had already calculated it properly, and immediately took out the mobile phone schedule to show him.

Xun Yuming probed to look at his phone, swiped his finger lightly, and the page turned over, revealing the schedule for December, only to see that the 22nd day was marked in pink, and the small label on the upper right corner read: "Ming Ming's birthday .”

Zhuang Yi rowed back without any trace, his eyes flicked over Xun Yuming's flushed face, his expression remained unchanged: "We'll go back on the first day, and I'll take you to the hospital after dinner. Are you on the night shift?"

With Xun Yuming's current status and rank, he didn't need to be on night shift or overtime on weekends, but there are too many people asking him for surgery, and some of them have even been waiting for several months, so he often arranges them on less busy nights. some minor surgery.

"That's fine." Xun Yuming agreed, then remembered something, and asked again: "I can't go empty-handed. What does your family like? I will prepare it in advance."

"No need." Zhuang Yi said with a smile, "It's fine as long as the person comes."

Xun Yuming sipped the soup slowly, without arguing with him, he went back to ask Cen Ji later, he must have a good idea because he is smart. Just as he was thinking about it, the sliding door rang outside, and he looked through the gap, and it turned out that Gulf Bay walked in wearing a slim suit.

Probably due to working too hard, Haiwan walked slowly and looked tired, grabbed his tie and tugged at it, and threw himself into Chi Gui's arms in a few steps, "I'm so hungry."

"I made beef noodles," Chi Gui hugged him, and said in a warm voice, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat it last night?"

"I'll eat later, I'm exhausted." Haiwan leaned on him and refused to move, complaining to him with a flat mouth, "Today's client is too difficult, hosting an event is like a grandpa, hum!"

Chi Gui stroked his hair, the originally indifferent person who looked like a sculpture of ice actually showed a smile: "We Wanwan earn money to support our family, it's hard work."

"Then you won't reward me?" Hai Lanlan was not in the room, Haiwan relied on no one, lying on Chigui's lap with her head upturned, acting like a spoiled child.

"What reward do you want?" Chi Gui shook him, his eyes were rare and gentle, "Huh?"

Haiwan shrugged and smiled, raised his index finger, and said, "I want a kiss."

"It's getting worse." Having said that, Chi Gui lowered his head and kissed him on the side of the cheek.

As soon as the dragonfly touched the water, Haiwan smiled and rolled his eyes, covering his ears and yelling "It's so itchy". Chi Gui pointed to the glass jar on the island behind him, and told him, "Go get the ear picks, let me have a look."

Haiwan got up as he said, took off his coat and tie, gave him ear picks, and lay on his lap familiarly. Facing the sunny afternoon, Chi Gui supported his head with one hand and helped him clean his ears with the other. The two were quiet, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was unusually sweet.

Xun Yuming looked away, the beef noodles in the bowl suddenly became tasteless, he took two mouthfuls like chewing wax, and said, "Let's go."

"Did you eat?" Zhuang Yi only focused on looking at his phone, set up his schedule, and sent a message asking Chen Linlin to take Fang Buyu to the consultation room, without paying attention to the outside. Xun Yuming nodded and said he was satisfied, he took his coat and keys and prepared to leave.

The two turned around the screen, Haiwan immediately spotted them, sat up and asked, "Are you two there?"

"I'm leaving." Xun Yuming said with a smile, "I still have to go to work."

"Then I'll see you off!" Haiwan jumped up, his ears were no longer tired after picking out his ears, and his whole body was shining brightly. He walked them to the door and did not forget to whisper to Xun Yuming before leaving: "Doctor Xun, I have something to ask you .”

"What's the matter?" Xun Yuming asked sideways.

"I want you to watch Chigui's film for me, can you?" Chigui has an old ailment of migraine and has seen a doctor before, so there is nothing serious about it, but Haiwan is worried and always wants to seek peace of mind.

Xun Yuming readily agreed, made an appointment with him, and left.

On the way, Zhuang Yi knocked sideways and asked him what secret he had with Haiwan. After hearing about it, he sighed, "Don't think Haiwan is a bit childish. You can't help but worry about this kind of thing."

Like a person, probably so.

Even a lively and cheerful person like Haiwanwan is so concerned about encountering a minor illness of his lover, let alone Zhuang Yi, who has such a heavy responsibility and deep thoughts. If I told him that I would also suffer from Huntington's disease in the future, Xun Yuming couldn't bear to think about it.

He pulled the corners of his lips, leaned against the window, and looked outside casually, as if he had bitten a lime in his mouth, which was bitter and sour.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhuang Yi didn't speak again, sent him back to the hospital, and went to the consulting room. In the afternoon, Xun Yuming had an operation, so it was safe to stay in the disinfection room, but he didn't need anyone to accompany him.

Since the wake-up operation was performed on a small patient, almost everyone in the hospital now respects Xun Yuming like a god, even if they have emotions, they dare not show it more embarrassingly. Even Sun Zhuo, who was driven out of the operating room by him in public last time, is now fluttering like a bird with broken wings.

Cen Ji was quite satisfied with this, handed Xun Yuming the scissors, and said through a mask: "People are good at being bullied, if you are too easy to talk, others will neglect you."

"Did Doctor Liu ask Xue Jiayan about it?" Xun Yuming asked while cutting the dura mater.

Fang Buyu privately changed Xue Jiayan's attending doctor from Liu Hongxiang to him. It was rumored in the hospital that he took away Dr. Liu's patients for research, and the impact was really bad.

"What can he say?" Cen Ji snorted, "Doctor Liu has a calm and deep personality. He usually doesn't fight or grab, and he won't complain if he has that kind of thought."

"It's fine if you don't have an opinion, this matter is indeed a bit unreasonable."

Scrambling cases is actually very common. Xun Yuming did it when he was a resident doctor, and it often ended in tension. Now that his competitors have been upgraded from colleagues in the hospital to world-class researchers, there is no point in offending people for such trivial matters.

To put it bluntly, the sign of a person's growth is often the level of competitors. The reason why opponents can become opponents is because they are evenly matched and evenly matched. At Xun Yuming's current level, many things are not indifferent to fame and fortune, but simply disdain to fight for them.

For example, the hat of the head of the department that everyone wants to wear when they sharpen their heads and squeeze their heads.

After get off work, Zhuang Yi took Fang Buyu home and placed him in the room where Yang Lu lived before. He was not in a good state of mind, and he was in a trance several times during the afternoon conversation, and his language was reversed and illogical.

According to him, he and Xue Jiayan had a small family, but Xue Jiayan's family drove him out after the accident. He stayed in the hospital during the day and had nowhere to go at night, so he had to stay in a nearby hotel. He has been using Xue Jiayan's secondary card since he graduated, and now it is also frozen, and his savings are running out, and he has reached the point of desperation.

Zhuang Yi couldn't think of a good solution for the time being, and after discussing with Xun Yuming, he simply asked him to live in his place for a while. Fang Buyu is thin-skinned, he is quite embarrassed to do things under the fence, and trembles while tugging at his sleeves all the way.

After arriving home, Xun Yuming gave him a few pieces of his own clothes, and asked him to take a shower in the bathroom on the first floor, and then come out for dinner.

While waiting for the takeaway, Zhuang Yi shook the cigarette case and asked him, "Is it okay?"

"Huh?" Xun Yuming sat down at the bar, not understanding what he meant for a moment.

Zhuang Yi took out a cigarette, hooked one corner of his mouth and asked, "Can I smoke?"

There is a bit of evil in his smile like this, and his charm grows with age, which is really overwhelming. Xun Yuming's eyes flickered, he came to his senses, and said with a sneer: "Come on, ask me why."

"Second-hand smoke." After all, it is unhealthy and choking.

Zhuang Yi turned on the range hood, put his left hand in the pocket of his suit pants, and took a puff of the lit cigarette in his right hand. There are layers of mist and green smoke curling up, and half of his side face is hidden in it, so handsome.

Xun Yuming saw that his throat was dry, he quickly looked away and asked, "When did you learn to smoke?"

He used to be a very healthy man, drinking less alcohol, not smoking, and fully conforming to the gentleman's expectations of his grandparents.

"Life is so long, there must be some bad habits." Zhuang Yi dusted off the cigarette ash, and smiled back at him, "Otherwise, how can we get through it?"

Xun Yuming's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his head and remained silent. His eyes fell on Zhuang Yi's left wrist. The cuffs of his shirt were white and flawless, folded at an exquisite angle, and a ruby was dotted on it. The hem of his clothes was pulled up with the movement of putting it in his pocket, revealing a strong and full curve behind him.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuang Yi exhaled a puff of smoke ring and asked knowingly.

"Look at how you are in such a good figure." Xun Yuming is not what it used to be, and he is not as shy and useless as when he was in school. He cupped his face and joked with him: "Is it too late for me to exercise now?"

"Do you want to work out?" Zhuang Yi turned around and leaned on the bar to look at him, "Where do you want to practice?"

Xun Yuming couldn't bear his gaze, there was an abyss in those eyes, which could suck people's belts and bones in, he turned his head and said: "Doctors can't train their upper body, too much strength will cause them to lose accuracy during surgery, so we can only practice Lower body."

Where he was looking at just now, he naturally wanted to practice somewhere.

Zhuang Yi leaned down and put his face close to his, his thin lips moved slightly, and said a few words: "You don't need it." There was a strong smell of tobacco.

He dug out the backup of the motion picture that was originally used as the background of the screen, and showed him the photo of the little red mole, "Look, name."

Xun Yuming clicked on the screen, and the name of the photo popped up—shocked.

"..."

His face flushed instantly, Xun Yuming rolled his Adam's apple, and said, "Your Chinese is really bad."

Zhuang Yi laughed lowly, took back his phone, looked past him and looked behind, "Come here, the takeaway is coming soon."

Xun Yuming turned his head and saw that Fang Buyu had already changed his clothes and came out. The white-sleeved shirt and black trousers were all baggy. He couldn't help shaking his head: "I'm thin, but you still look fat in my clothes. It won't work like this."

He smiled embarrassingly, with a melancholy and lonely look: "I don't have any appetite."

As soon as the words were finished, the doorbell rang twice, and Fang Buyu took the initiative to pick up the takeaway.

Zhuang Yi took out a few dishes, waited for him to come in, and put the food on the plate one by one. Xun Yuming gave Fang Buyu a cup of milk tea, and said softly, "Drink something sweet and feel good."

"Thank you." Fang Buyu was embarrassed to refuse, so he could only take two sips.

The three of them ate separately, Zhuang Yi was afraid that Fang Buyu would feel sad, so he didn't dare to be too courteous to Xun Yuming, and only after the two of them finished eating, did they chat with the two of them casually.

Xun Yuming knew what he meant, he was the most relaxed when he was full of wine and food, and it was easy to share some things that he would not normally talk about, so people always like to talk about family and country affairs at the wine table throughout the ages.

"How old are you this year?" The seafood baked rice just now was a bit tired, so he put down his chopsticks and took a sip of lemonade.

"Twenty-three." Fang Buyu said, "It's been two years since I just graduated."

Xun Yuming asked again: "Then do you have a job now?"

Fang Buyu shook his head, looked down at his hands, and said: "After I graduated, I worked in a small company for a few days. The boss knew that I liked... like men, and he kind of pushed me away. Jiayan won't let me I went and said that I would open a store by myself in the future. But... "

Speaking of sadness, his eyes turned red and he choked up.

Xun Yuming patted him on the shoulder, took the paper in Zhuang Yi's hand, and wiped his tears, "Don't cry, at least he can take care of himself, and I will help him heal. As long as he is well, no one can separated you, right?"

Fang Buyu nodded, looking at Xun Yuming with a pair of watery almond eyes: "He will be well and protect me, right?"

"Well..." Xun Yuming and Zhuang Yi looked at each other, and said earnestly: "I will try my best. But, whether he is good or not, you can't just expect him to protect you, can you? He is sick, it's his turn You have come to protect him, you have to be brave."

Zhuang Yi lowered his head slightly, smiled knowingly, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Fang Buyu looked annoyed, and frowned, "But I can't, I can't help it."

"You have." Zhuang Yi said, "Didn't you meet us now? Tell us about your affairs, and we will help you find a way."

Fang Buyu looked at him blankly, and moved his lips for a while.

"Wow!"

Before he could say a word, the glass beside the gate was suddenly smashed to pieces, and half of the brick rolled across the carpet, leaving a reddish-brown mark.

"Who?"

Xun Yuming's heart "thumped", and in an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, "It's broken! I didn't turn on the power grid!"

Zhuang Yi shook his hand, with a calm and gentle smile on his lips, and said softly: "Just wait here, I'll go and have a look."

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