Mo Bing immediately refused: "Lend me the car, and I will drive back by myself."
Qin Mingzhu gave her the car keys.
Mo Bing said 'see you later', and disappeared as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal.
Qin Mingzhu was still standing, staring blankly, a little annoyed, and kicked the snow under her feet.
The team's jungler Dafei came back to pick up things, just happened to see the captain who was standing at the door, and walked up: "Captain, you are back." Then he looked at the car driving away, very surprised, "Hey, that's not you car?"
Qin Mingzhu ignored him.
Da Fei took a closer look: "There's a girl in the car!" Looking at the back of his head, it should be a beautiful girl. It's terrible, Da Fei shouted excitedly, "Captain, you actually have someone outside without telling me!"
Qin Mingzhu raised her eyelids, and said abruptly, "Howl again, and I'll kill you alone."
"..."
Da Fei understands, killing people to silence them, there must be tricks!
At half past ten, Tianbei Hospital.
The door of the operating room opened, and Shi Jin walked out.
Yu Wen rushed to his feet: "How is it?" He looked up, his eyes were full of tiredness, his hair was slightly messed up, and the off-white knitted sweater was stained with blood, which had dried up.
Shi Jin took off the mask: "It's out of danger, but whether the hand can recover depends on the recovery."
Yuwen charged against the wall, heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Shi Jin, "Thank you."
"Need not."
Shi Jin took a brief look at the silent man in military uniform. He was middle-aged, neatly dressed, with a calm expression and no trace of embarrassment.
The father and son are in stark contrast.
When Shi Jin left, Yu Wen charged and turned to look at his father, his eyes were cold: "You go back, I'm afraid she wakes up and sees you and cut herself again."
Yu Wenqin got up and straightened his tie: "I come here once every three days, is it annoying?"
The tone was cold and heartless, as if the person inside who had walked through the gate of hell had nothing to do with him at all.
Yuwen Chong clenched his fists and shouted word by word, "Yuwen Qinsheng."
He looked up, wearing his military cap properly: "Is that how you talk to your dad?"
his father.
That's right, I don't want to admit that he is also his father, his flesh and blood belong to him, his surname is also his, even his face is five points like him.
But why? Why is he the one who has such a father.
"You can play if you want, can you go a little farther? Can you not let my mother see! Can you not touch the people around her! She is your wife, she named your surname, she gave birth to you, She waits for you to come home every day, she committed suicide eight times for you, she has been Mrs Yuwen for twenty-seven years," Yuwen Chong paused for a long time, his voice choked up, he begged word by word, "Can't you just leave her alive?"
After hearing this, Yuwen Tansheng suddenly laughed, "Shall I save her a life?" He touched the corner of his mouth, and the smile disappeared completely, "Then why didn't she leave a life for my wife and children?"
Yuwen Chong was stunned.
"Do you know how your mother married into Yuwen's family?"
How could he know that his parents were busy with life and death, and since he could remember, he hadn't lived a single day.
Yuwen Tansheng gritted his molars tightly, the blue veins in his neck throbbed, he glared and gnashed his teeth, and he hated every word: "She killed the woman I was going to marry, and my child, who is eight months old , she won't let it go."
It turns out that's the case.
Yuwen Chong raised his eyes, his gaze never evading: "So, you also want to kill her child?" He approached and sneered, "You want to kill me? Father."
His eyes were dark but aggressive.
Yu Wentan subconsciously took a step back, flustered for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes were only cold, he looked at the face in front of him that looked so much like himself, and said: "The thing I regret the most in my life , is to let you brothers and sisters be born."
No wonder, they have turned a blind eye to their brothers and sisters for more than 20 years.
Yuwen Chong clenched his fist, his palm was pierced by nails, he felt the scarlet in his hand, as if nothing had happened, he only said: "It's okay to say such things to me, don't let my sister hear."
At eleven o'clock, the TV in the living room was still on. Jiang Jiusheng was nestled on the sofa, falling asleep. The phone on the table vibrated suddenly. She didn't even look at the call, so she answered it directly.
"Hello."
There was no answer from the other end of the phone, only the sound of breathing.
Jiang Jiusheng glanced at the number: "Yuwen, why don't you speak?"
His voice was very hoarse: "It's nothing, just to ask if Shi Jin has arrived home safely."
"Not yet." Jiang Jiusheng sat up from the sofa, turned down the volume of the TV, "How do you know he's outside?"
"His patient is my mother." His voice was deep, suppressing all emotions, sounding without any fluctuations, but extremely desolate, hoarse and somewhat speechless.
Jiang Jiusheng recognized it as soon as he heard it: "Stop smoking, your voice is already hoarse."
He didn't say yes or no: "Hang up."
Then, the phone was cut off, and he lowered his head, rubbing the words on the phone with his fingers.
a cash cow.
After a long time, he turned off his mobile phone, looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, smiled, lit another cigarette, leaned against the wall of the hospital corridor, and smoked desperately.
Fortunately, there is still her, it doesn't matter if she is not around, just listening to her voice will make him feel alive.
Probably because the smoke was too strong, the smoke was choking, and his tears came out.
Not long after Yuwen Chongchong hung up the phone, there was a sound at the door.
Jiang Jiusheng put on his shoes, got up and ran over, saw Shi Jin, smiled and hugged him: "I'm back."
Shi Jin brushed the hair next to her ear: "Yes, I'm back."
"Thank you, Doctor Shi."
He lowered his head, kissed her on the face, took off his coat, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Shou Sui." Jiang Jiusheng stopped and tiptoed to help him, "I'm still waiting for you."
Shi Jin bent down and asked her to help take off her coat, then led her out of the hallway: "Why are your hands so cold?"
With that said, he took her hand and put it in his clothes.
Jiang Jiusheng was about to shrink back, but when he touched his abdominal muscles, he didn't move, and rubbed his palm against Shi Jin's abdomen, it was warm and slippery.
Shi Jin controlled the movements of her hands, put her on his lap, and sat on the sofa together.
Lying in his arms, she smelled the smell of disinfectant on his body, and asked, "How is Yuwen Chongchong's mother?"
"I've been rescued." Shi Jin replied succinctly, without elaborating.
Jiang Jiusheng heaved a sigh of relief.
After hugging her for a while, Shi Jin put her on the sofa: "I'm dirty, wait for me."
"Um."
He covered her with the blanket and went to the bathroom.
The TV was on, and most of the Spring Festival Gala was over. Jiang Jiusheng was nestled on the sofa, replying to relatives and friends' New Year's greetings one by one. Outside the window, fireworks were noisy and snowflakes were fluttering.
After Shi Jin finished washing, he took a towel and squatted beside Jiang Jiusheng's feet, raised his head, "Shengsheng, wipe my hair."
His hair hasn't been trimmed for a long time, it's long, thin and shredded, covering his eyes a little, the ends of the hair are very soft and drooping obediently.
In this way, she always feels like Bomei, very well-behaved.
She took the towel and gently wiped his hair.
Shi Jin raised his head to look at her, the light from above fell on his long eyelashes, casting shadows on them, slightly covering the light in his eyes, so gentle and beautiful.
He whispered softly: "On the way back, I thought about what to give you as a New Year's gift for a long time."
"Think about it?"
"No." Shi Jin got up a little bit, grabbed her hand, and wrapped it around her neck. His hair was half dry, his eyes were slightly moist, and his profile was a little sexy. He said slowly, "My house, my dog, My money, as well as my people, belong to you in the first place, and whatever you give is a gift to the Buddha."
Jiang Jiusheng laughed, threw away the towel in her hand, hugged Shi Jin's neck to get closer, and said, "Your people are not mine."
Shi Jin laughed in a low voice, the corners of his eyes were bent, and the light in his eyes was rippling but not bewitching: "Do you want it now?" His voice was deep and deep, which could bewitch people's hearts.
Her family was a doctor, he was really a seductive monster, extremely charming.
"Yes." After finishing speaking, she hooked Shi Jin's neck without any shyness, hugged him and lay down on the sofa together, her body was so hot that her body was pressed against each other.
She smiled and raised her hand to unbutton his pajamas.
Shi Jin grabbed her hand, looked at the sweater she had slid off her shoulders, her chest was slightly raised, he lowered his head, and sucked hard, an ambiguous voice came out from the corner of his mouth, and his hoarse and deep voice: "Go Room?" He said, "The sofa is too small."
"good."
He picked her up and walked to the bedroom.
With a click, the door closed, the living room lights were still on, and the TV was on. Jiang Bomei on the balcony woke up with a start, groaned, and continued to sleep.
Outside the window, the snowflakes fell lingeringly, the fireworks shattered and filled the sky, and the brilliance and mottled fascinated the eyes of the beholder.
After a long time, the bell from the square came from a distance, it was midnight, and all the fireworks rushed into the sky together, exploding gorgeous flowers one after another.
The sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.
In the room, the atmosphere of joy and love has not yet dissipated, and the two reflections are intertwined. They stand in front of the window hugging each other, watching the bright fire outside the window rise and fall.
She turned around: "Happy New Year, Shi Jin."
Shi Jin hugged her from behind, his voice was hoarse, and his lust had not faded: "Happy New Year, Shengsheng."
He was wearing a thin quilt, she was in his arms, the moonlight was in her arms, the fireworks outside the floor-to-ceiling windows melted into his eyes, he lowered his head, and smelled his own breath from her neck, it was the smell of shaving water, a touch of mint fragrant.
"Baby."
"Um."
He buried his head, kissed her neck, and said, "I still want it."
Jiang Jiusheng turned around and snuggled into his arms. Under the thin quilt, her naked body pressed against each other tightly. She said, "Okay."
Shi Jin kissed her lips: "On the sofa?"
"good."
He picked her up and said, "Shengsheng, hold me tight."
She's so good.
The New Year's bell has stopped, the fireworks have not stopped, and there is heavy snow, which is the first snow in the new year.
At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Jiusheng posted a Weibo, which was only visible to friends.
May you have three warm winters;
May your spring not be cold;
May you have lights in the dark and umbrellas in the rain;
May the time slow down so that old friends will not leave;
May someone accompany you to stand in the evening, and someone asks you how warm the porridge is;
May you go away for half your life and come back as a teenager.
There are stars in the night, and fish in the river. May you meet your lover in this life and live up to the Tathagata.
The sky broke through the clouds, the heavy snow took a break, and the sun came out on the first day of the new year.
Jiang Jiusheng opened her eyes. It was broad daylight. She rubbed her eyes, turned over, and saw Shi Jin sitting on the recliner by the window, holding a book in his hand, but looking at her.
"What time is it?" Her voice was dry and uncomfortable.
Shi Jin put down the book, fed her the warm water on the bedside table, and said, "Ten o'clock."
ten o'clock...
It's really the spring night and the short day.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Jiang Jiusheng looked up at Shi Jin, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly charming, she was wearing Shi Jin's pajamas, which were a bit too big, and the neckline slid down her shoulders.
When Shi Jin lowered his head, he could see the scars on her chest after making love, it was flushed, it was bitten by him when he was emotional, he didn't know the severity, he adjusted her clothes, and rubbed her gently through a thin layer She said, "I want you to sleep a little longer." Asked her, "Starting now?"
Jiang Jiusheng was tickled by him, so he backed away and said, "Get up."
Shi Jin pulled her into his arms: "I'll hug you."
She pushed him away and said with a smile, "Doctor Shi, I have hands and feet."
He let her go and let her get up by herself. Just as she got out of bed, her legs softened...
Jiang Jiusheng: "..."
She was so embarrassed that her neck turned red a lot, and she raised her head and glared at Shi Jin.
Shi Jin squatted down with a smile: "Don't be angry, it's my fault." He picked her up and put her on the bed. She was wearing his pajamas, which only reached the bottom of her legs. Her slender legs were very fair, but, a little Hickey, Shi Jin squatted at her feet, kissed her leg, and said with a half-smile, "Next time I'll be gentle."
She no longer believed this sentence.
He said it many times last night, but it was all to coax her.
Jiang Jiusheng covered his burning face, and whispered, "The sheets are dirty." His eyes glanced at the white sheets, and there was a deep red color, which was very conspicuous.
Shi Jin knew that she was shy, so he didn't bother her: "Go brush your teeth and eat, I'll change it."
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Xu family villa was decorated with lanterns and festoons, which was very festive.
The old man was in a good mood, and he was shoveling snow in the yard full of energy. The driver Lao Jiang showed the old man a tablet.
"Minister, look, our Miss Cather and Master Qingjiu are both on the hot search."
When Mr. Xu was still in the Ministry of Justice, Lao Jiang served as the driver for him. Now that he has retired, he can't change his words. He has been called by ministers for more than 20 years.
Although Mr. Xu is usually unsmiling, although he is always unforgiving to his grandchildren, he is in pain in his heart.
Putting down the shovel, the old man put on a straight face: "These two kids, they have nothing to do, they have to enter the showbiz, and they are on the news twice in three days, and they don't stop."
It sounds like scolding, right? In fact, the old man is showing off his baby. The general meaning is-look, look, how powerful my grandson and granddaughter are. People all over the country like them, and they are more famous than the leaders of the country.
The old man brought his presbyopia: "Bring it to me."
Lao Jiang handed over the tablet, worried that the elderly would not know how to use it, and specially taught the touch screen function.
Mr. Xu put on his presbyopic glasses, first clicked on his granddaughter's hot spots, like reading a newspaper, and read each word at a distance.
The old man has doubts: "What does illegitimate meal mean?"
When Lao Jiang saw the hot topic, he showed it to the old man, but he didn't read the content, so he went over to take a look, and explained: "It's just a crazy fan, who likes to follow and take sneak shots."
When the old man heard it: "That's not necessary." He hurriedly told Lao Jiang, "Call me and ask Sese, did you bully her with this illegitimate meal?"
"Okay, I'll call right away." Lao Jiang dialed the phone and waited for the connection.
Grandpa Xu sighed: "Young people nowadays." After clicking on the topic of his grandson Xu Qingjiu, he read the title and was confused, "Old Jiang, what does it mean to come out?"
Lao Jiang's hands trembled, and his phone dropped: "Who came out?"
"My kid Qingjiu, it's been said on the Internet that he's out of the closet." Mr. Xu adjusted his reading glasses, "Let me read the message."
Lao Jiang thought to himself: It's over.
After watching for less than three minutes, the old man slammed the tablet on the table: "Call me the boss, the second, the third, and the children."
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Xu family was bustling.
[Xu Qingjiu Su Qing]
[Jingse's illegitimate meal]
The two hot topics are all about the Xu family, and the popularity is almost as hot as [Voted most popular program at the Spring Festival Gala].
By the way, on New Year's Eve last night, the famous singer Xu Qingjiu and the famous actor Su Qing were invited to the gala. At ten o'clock, after Xu Qingjiu's performance ended, Zhou Liang went to pick them up, hoping to have a reunion dinner with him at the Capital Hotel.
While in the parking garage.
"That's Su Qing?" At that time, why was he talking too much, pointing out the car window and said to Xu Qingjiu, "That man can't be his father, he seems to be arguing."