Lying on the massage chair that Li Xingchen's family just bought, I felt a lot more comfortable, not to mention a glass of brandy on hand.
"I thought you could endure at least three days before you came to join me, but I didn't expect you to die on the first day." Li Xingchen took a bunch of very small mini dumplings, because his grandmother had leftovers for the Dragon Boat Festival a few days ago. of.
I picked up a fork and forked one, took a bite, and asked, "Is there soy sauce?"
Li Xingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yes, I prepared a bottle for you. I've never seen anything like you dip in soy sauce. It's weird."
I ignored him, I just like the salty and fragrant taste of soy sauce, which can cover the other flavors, and it is not as overwhelming as vinegar.
After destroying the plate of zongzi in three or two times, Li Xingchen slowly opened his mouth and asked, "...It doesn't look like you are in good shape?"
"It's okay, it's better than I thought."
The zongzi were fat but not greasy, but I put down my fork after eating only one, because it was filled with sweet stuffing and it was weird with soy sauce. Li Xingchen's house is on the top floor, lofer, the doctor's characteristics make his house look very clean, Nordic style with some Mediterranean-style furniture, it is quite suitable for my eyes.
After Li Xingchen washed his hands, he dragged a chair and sat down beside me: "Your father is still so stubborn? I thought five years later, he would be somewhat kinder."
"Probably only this temper can prove that he and I are father and son. I have given up that unrealistic fantasy, how can he change easily. But it's still good," I shook the glass and motioned for a little more , "I don't ask for extravagance, he doesn't pretend, and they don't get tired of each other."
"Didn't he let you live in Lin Yuan?"
I closed my eyes: "Will I live if you stay?"
It was a little quiet all of a sudden, Li Xingchen's breathing became a little heavier, and after a while he slowly said: "Don't hold back, you can hide from others, but you can't hide from me. If you don't release it, don't try to sleep well tonight. Sleep."
"I've given up on natural sleep long ago, Xing Chen," I sank into the softness of the sofa, "you can give me more Snooze 1."
"You can't always rely on drugs to sleep."
"But I will feel more uncomfortable if I can't sleep. You don't have to worry. I have reduced the dose, just be prepared."
Li Xingchen is not so easy to fool, his doctor is ill and has an occupational disease: "Have you felt a lot of nightmares recently?"
"No."
"Any tinnitus, dizziness, dry mouth?"
"No."
"Have your sleep been interrupted recently and you woke up from a dream?"
"No."
Except for the first two sentences, the rest are lies. I'm used to lying in front of him because I'm a non-cooperative patient.
"Okay then," Li Xingchen knew that I would probably perfunctory him if I kept asking, and finally said, "I believe you are really getting better, I'll give you half a box first, you can eat it and see, if it doesn't get better, we will Change the medicine again.
I pursed my mouth and sipped the wine in: "You are really stingy, are you still afraid that I will do something stupid?"
Li Xingchen took the medicine for me from the cabinet, cut out a certain number of particles with scissors, then packed it in a small bag for me, and threw it over. Before I came over, I washed my hands again and rubbed my hair: "Don't say it, I'm afraid."
I looked at his salty pig hand: "How many times do you have to wash it before you feel at ease?"
He looked at his hands, turned and washed them again.
In my opinion, Li Xingchen's cleanliness has reached the point of a bit outrageous. The palms of his hands are washed and shed, and he must wear gloves when he goes out. It seems to be more serious in recent years. I don't know if every doctor is like this.
In fact, I should still thank Li Xingchen for his cautiousness. If he hadn't observed my insomnia so cautiously every time, during the lonely, dim, and unhappy days when I first arrived in Japan, maybe I would have really thought about it. Swallow all the pills.
In fact, there are two ways to treat insomnia, one is medicine, the other is alcohol, and I usually use both.
Li Xingchen saw my intention, took away the brandy, and pretended to be distressed: "Eh, eh, I just auctioned off a bottle of 100,000, you give me some leftovers."
However, at this moment, I desperately want to drink. My stomach and my mood tell me that I want alcohol most, because alcohol can soothe my emotions very well.
"I don't believe that you only have one bottle here. Tell me, where are the others hiding?"
"You should give up. If you want wine or not, you will die." Li Xingchen objected to the end.
After getting this answer, I got up and went out without mercy, ignoring the guy jumping behind me and yelling 'Slay the grind and kill the donkey'.
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The days after returning to China are still very fulfilling. The trend of new media in China is far more promising than in Japan. Traffic realization is the goal pursued by every company, and in the peak season of July and August, it is even more busy.
After the Lianxi meeting, I had almost zero break-in with the new team and went straight to the track. Although the Japanese set was a bit harsh and indifferent to China, it lacked a bit of human touch, but the efficiency was first-class.
But after Ya's routine report to me, she closed the folder: "The contact person of Extreme Enterprise has already agreed with me on the signing time, and their boss and person in charge will be present next Friday."
"Have the room and board been arranged? Where's the car sent to greet them? If the other party has time, arrange a place to accompany them to play in the city." This is a Chinese way of doing business.
But Ya shook his head and said: "The boss of the extreme has a different temperament and doesn't like to socialize very much. Generally, he does not have too much personal contact with the person in charge of the partnership company except for official business. Go today."
"Is this what they mentioned?"
"Yes."
I raised my head, feeling something interesting. It is indeed rare to find businessmen who don’t like socializing, but this is just right. I also don’t like socializing with false and arrogant, drunkenness. Since the other party has such a personality, it is less trouble for me.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you to watch the whole process."
It's too early to get off work, and I'm thinking about how to pass the time.
The newly moved house was empty and had nothing, especially good wine, so I called a taxi and asked him to take me to "Yan".
That's right, the "Yet" that burned once.
People are all contradictory, and the past is also unbearable to look back on. Some of you can't wait to be untouched again, and some are forcing yourself to get used to it again and again. As for "however".
My thoughts are much simpler. In the bars of Tongcheng, I only know one "Yet".
A person who doesn't even wear a coat, has a loose bow tie, looks like a lonely person despite his unremarkable appearance, sits in front of the bar and drinks, which will give people a bit of an invitation.
He threw one of Snos into the whisky, watched the bubbles emerge from the top, and then gradually dissolved, then raised the glass and slid it down his throat, like drinking poison to quench his thirst.
My nerves also started to soothe.
If Li Xingchen saw this scene, he would definitely jump up and scold me. But that doesn't work anymore.
Through the little bubbles in the wine glass, my thoughts were gradually pulled away.
I still remember that the first time I went to "Yan", it was also because of Qin Lang. At that time, I was a good student who didn't know how to drink. I was eager to join Qin Lang's circle, so I dared to go to the bar.
The first time I got drunk, it was his buddy who pushed a bottle of beer in front of me and smiled: "Don't you say you can do anything for Brother Qin? You can't even drink alcohol, so what kind of innocence are you pretending to be?"
It is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers. The wine was poured into its stomach, and the smell of the wine rushed to my nose. It was so uncomfortable that I just wanted to cough, but I still drank it all in one go. When he put down the bottle, he poured it without even seeing the figure.
Qin Lang didn't help me from beginning to end. In the end, I still vomited darkly while holding on to the telephone pole, and staggered back.
Thinking back on it now, it's really stupid. The young man doesn't know the taste of alcohol. This is a good thing.
Not long after, a person appeared beside me. He patted me on the shoulder. I looked back and saw that this person was dressed gorgeously, with deep facial features and a tall stature. He should be a well-liked character.
He smiled and asked me, "It's so boring to drink alone, would you like a glass of tequila?"
Tequila is the bar's code word, implying a one-night stand. I saw a goose feather brooch on his chest, and knowing that he was a MB, I waved my hand: "Thank you for your enthusiasm, but unfortunately, I don't like tequila."
The other party did not leave wisely, but approached me and said in a seductive voice, "Then I can 'tune' any wine you like."
Squinting at him, he said, "I like to drink the wine I ordered."
He licked his tongue: "try mine and you'll know what you like more."
He was unlucky, and I was in a bad mood today, so I picked up the wine glass and planned to fall on his head, but before I could move, someone solved it for me first.
It was a short man in a small suit. He pulled the man's sleeve and frowned: "Che, this gentleman is not something you can afford to serve."
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*Note [1]: Sinuosi, sedative and hypnotic. It exerts its pharmacological effects by selectively binding to the ω1-receptor subtype of the central nervous system. It can shorten the time to fall asleep and prolong the sleep time. LC