When the weather is short, it turns cooler, and it is late autumn. Shen Shiyan cleaned the last bit of dead leaves at the gate and looked up. The color of the sky has gradually changed from blue to white, and it looks more and more cold. A gust of wind blows, and it is a bit biting. Only then did Shen Shiyan realize that winter is coming.
There was a humming sound in the quiet alley, and a small tram came from far to near, with a box on each side of the back seat. The tram stopped in front of Lao Gu's house, and the cyclist got off, took out a stack of newspapers from the box, and put them in the newspaper box under the eaves. Shen Shiyan looked at him, tilted his head, and called out.
"master."
The man who delivered the newspaper stopped what he was about to ride and looked up.
"I also want to subscribe to the newspaper," Shen Shiyan quickly walked over and asked, "How do you subscribe, is it year by year?"
The master turned his eyes and looked at him: "Young people read newspapers too?"
young people? It seems that no one has used such a word to address him in a long time. Shen Shiyan smiled lazily: "I'm not young anymore, I'm over 30."
"More than 30? You don't look like it."
Shen Shiyan smiled again, asked the price, and went home to withdraw the money. When he came back again, he saw Lao Gu was standing at the door chatting with the master who delivered the newspaper. In such a northerly wind, Lao Gu was actually wearing a sweater.
"Old Gu! Why don't you wear a gown!" Shen Shiyan shouted from a distance.
"Laughing." Lao Gu said back, not giving him a chance to continue teaching himself, frowning and asking, "Why do you still order a newspaper!"
Shen Shiyan handed the money to the man: "Isn't this in line with you, read more and read more newspapers."
He touched Lao Gu and asked him to go back and add some clothes first.
"I'm not cold!" Lao Gu said with his eyes crossed, "I'm stronger than you, so it's just right to wear this today."
Shen Shiyan ignored him, and after signing with the master who delivered the newspaper, he ran into the house and asked Grandma Osmanthus for a dress.
"Why are you so disobedient when you are so old?" He rambled while putting on Lao Gu's clothes, "Don't think how strong you are, there have been a lot of colds recently, and young people don't dare to wear it like this, you are the only one who is amazing. what."
Lao Gu refused to accept it, snorted, glanced at the courtyard, and whispered to him, "I just secretly drank two sips of wine, and my whole body is very comfortable, not cold at all."
Shen Shiyan was speechless and stared at Lao Gu with big eyes and small eyes for a long time.
"you can not… "
"I can't keep drinking secretly!" Lao Gu was like a mirror in his heart, and he first snatched up Shen Shiyan's words, "But you haven't been going to get wine recently, I'm dying. Then if you don't get old, I'll kill you. I can't even take a sip, you know how uncomfortable I am, if I didn't secretly take a sip, I might have fallen ill long ago."
Yes, it was his fault.
Lao Gu poked him again: "When are you still friends?"
Hearing this, Shen Shiyan thought for a while, and suddenly smiled softly.
"What are you laughing at, kid?"
Shen Shiyan shook his head: "Although I haven't been friends recently, I did make a friend."
"Then why don't you..." Just as he was about to blame him for having a friend for not taking the opportunity to drink, Lao Gu suddenly came to his senses. He met Shen Shiyan's teasing eyes and was stunned, "Are you talking to someone?"
object.
Somehow, when these two words were put together with Meng Xintang's figure and face, Shen Shiyan wanted to laugh. He put his hand in his trouser pocket and nodded while holding back a smile.
"Okay!" Lao Gu clapped his hands excitedly, and the newspaper that was originally rolled in his hand was immediately slapped into an unknown shape by this slap, "Okay, okay! Hey! When will you bring it over to show us? Look."
Seeing his excited look, Shen Shiyan reminded with a smile, "Keep your voice down."
Lao Gu obviously couldn't care anymore, he wanted to let Quan Hutong know immediately: "Why are you whispering, wait a minute, I have to tell Osmanthus, she was talking to me a few days ago to introduce a girl to you."
Shen Shiyan quickly stopped Lao Gu before he ran away.
"Why are you pulling me?"
"Old Gu, I have to tell you the next thing in advance." Shen Shiyan pondered for a moment, and finally said, "The person I'm dating isn't a girl, it's a..."
Shen Shiyan considered the following words, and finally said, "Young man."
Obviously, Lao Gu's face was dull for a moment, as if he didn't understand what he was saying. At that moment, Shen Shiyan realized that he was still nervous. He always felt that he was a very casual person who didn't care much about other people's opinions, but facing Lao Gu, facing this little old man who looked like his relative, he was suddenly afraid of hearing anything intense or disappointing. discourse.
He straightened up a little and straightened his back.
"Actually, falling in love is to find someone you like, male or female, I don't think it really matters."
Hearing this, Lao Gu shook his body and regained his senses.
"Man..." He looked at Shen Shiyan for a while, and finally sighed heavily.
"Hey, don't look at me like that. A man is a man. It's a lifetime. I won't be so old and stubborn. Can I still stop drinking you because you found a boyfriend?"
This time Shen Shiyan smiled brightly and easily, and suddenly hugged Lao Gu, ignoring his protest, just didn't let go. Lao Gu's chin rested on his shoulder, so he didn't see the slightly red corners of Lao Gu's eyes.
"It's not easy for you to find someone, as long as he treats you well. One day you bring him here, and then I'll get you two of your favorite foods and have a drink with you, this time I can definitely drink it in front of Osmanthus. ."
"Okay, call him over when he is free." Shen Shiyan said.
When Old Gu Xiao ran into the house to announce the good news to Grandma Osmanthus, Shen Shiyan shouted from behind: "Next time, don't wear so little and come out! Be careful of catching a cold!"
This afternoon, there was an additional newspaper box in front of Shen Shiyan's house, and the person who came to install it gave him a wooden sign, and if he wanted, he could write a name on it and hang it on the box. Shen Shiyan went back to the house, looked at the wooden sign over and over for a long time, but still received it in the drawer. Although his handwriting is not bad, Meng Xintang's is better-looking, so let's wait for him to come and write.
The next day when he got home from get off work, Shen Shiyan took the first newspaper from the newspaper box. He tried cutting a newspaper and pasting it in a new notebook. After making the annotations, I looked at it for a while, and felt that it was quite neat, so I took a photo and sent it to Meng Xintang. Meng Xintang's call was quickly returned, and he asked him with a smile, "Are you going to start getting into the old habit?"
"It's enough to have one of you, Old Antique. I'm lazy and can't do what you do." He stood up and flipped through the one-page book he just used. "I can cut it for you when you don't have time."
There was silence for two seconds, and there was a low laugh.
"Okay, after that, our two books will be put together, and we will be every year, and there will be many a day."
Shen Shiyan knew that Meng Xintang didn't mean to speak beautifully, it was just his natural thought at that moment, so he felt that Meng Xintang must be a born "serious poet", saying that he had no artistic ability, But serious to charming.
The two chatted a few more times about their work for the past two days. Shen Shiyan thought of the little intern who often surrounded him today and asked him for a leave of absence. He couldn't help but reminded: "It seems that a lot of people have caught a cold recently, be careful. Don't get caught. It's time to add clothes and clothes, eat more fruits to boost your immunity, and if you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately, and I will guide you to take medicine."
Meng Xintang over there said "OK" and told him not to worry. He also said that he will be very busy recently, and there are two time points to catch up, so he should not have time to come to him, so he should also pay attention to his body.
It was at this time that the two of them realized that Beijing is really big, and it took two hours to drive from Meng Xintang.
"Overworked and not paying attention to rest will also weaken the immunity." Shen Shiyan emphasized.
"Don't worry, Dr. Shen," Meng Xintang said with a smile, "I will listen to the doctor's words very much."
Shen Shiyan laughed a few times, and just as he was about to talk about Lao Gu's invitation to drink, he heard someone say something to him over there. Meng Xintang quickly whispered to him that he had something to deal with, and the two quickly ended the call. Shen Shiyan looked at his watch, it was already nine o'clock, are you still working overtime
The influenza this time was indeed very fierce. In Shen Shiyan's department alone, a small number of people had to take sick leave. Fortunately, there are not too many new patients in the thoracic surgery department these days, and there are no serious emergencies in the patients who have been hospitalized. Otherwise, those who are still on duty are really annoying.
That night, Shen Shiyan was in charge of the small night. Except for a patient who suddenly complained of chest pain, there was no other trouble. It was so calm that the nurse on duty felt that he might be able to buy a lottery ticket today to celebrate his luck. But a young nurse looked at the computer blankly and said, "When you are proud of your leisure time, it means that you are about to have a terrifying combo of injuries and illnesses. This is the law summed up by the brothers and sisters of our medical school. ."
Shen Shiyan looked at his surgery schedule for the past few days and felt a little thirsty, so he got up to get a glass of water. It was at this moment that the phone rang. The water dispenser suddenly stopped running, and an empty bubble appeared, and Shen Shiyan's heart jumped.
The incoming call is from an unfamiliar number. Shen Shiyan picked it up, but the voice coming from the receiver was not unfamiliar.
"Brother Zhiyan! Come and see my grandfather."
Shen Shiyan is an atheist, but he often suspects that people are aware of disasters, or that he is aware of death. Just like the morning his father died, he was in the dorm, ready to go to his first class. When I just picked up my schoolbag, the phone rang so hurriedly. The first second his ear was pierced by the ringtone, he intuited that the call was sending bad news, because it was 7:20 in the morning, and it was not the time to receive the call at all.
Now too. At half past ten in the evening, it should have been quiet.