There was a momentary blank in Meng Xintang's mind, as if he was being slapped all over his face by a sudden wave, and his thoughts were flooded. But it was not the words "I like men" that had an impact on him, but Shen Shiyan's attitude.
He was still driving, and only had time to take a quick look at Shen Shiyan—still with a faint smile, and behind the round spectacles were calm and sly eyes.
Shen Shiyan didn't continue talking about this topic, he didn't ask Meng Xintang if he would find it strange, and he didn't ask if Meng Xintang could accept it. He just changed the player to a tune after getting his consent, as if what happened just now was just a trivial episode, and he just mentioned it casually when the talk was over there.
At the next intersection, Meng Xintang finally realized the attitude of Shen Shiyan's casual remark - this is my love, it is not a big deal, and it has nothing to do with others.
There was music flowing in the car. It was an English song that Meng Xintang had never heard before. Shen Shiyan hummed along with it. The rhythm was slow and eloquent. Meng Xintang stared straight ahead for a while, then turned his head and said softly, "Will it be hard to fall in love with a man?"
The whispered humming stopped, Shen Shiyan didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question, and looked at him with a bit of surprise in his eyes. He propped up one hand, supported his head on the window frame, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Fortunately, if it's just love, it's not hard, but in reality, it may produce a lot of unhappiness."
Meng Xintang's love experience is lackluster, and has never touched the field of "homosexual love". However, despite being out of line, he can still roughly imagine the worldly world that "they" will face in Shen Shiyan's brief and indifferent description.
And almost, if it weren't for his habit of never spying on other people's privacy, Meng Xintang would have asked the following question. So, you've had boyfriends before? what about now
The small alley couldn't get into the car, so Meng Xintang parked his big off-road vehicle on the side of the road. After Shen Shiyan got off the car, he smoothed the slightly wrinkled seat cushion. He held the door, but he didn't mean to close it.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Shiyan tilted his head and sat up again.
"I still want to ask you, why did you ask me the question just now?"
They chatted a lot along the way, but Shen Shiyan was the only one worth asking. Meng Xintang put out the fire and was in the mood for a long talk.
"Just guessing, you may have worked hard."
He doesn't believe that someone can be born with such a temperament that is not humiliated and fearless of foreign objects. Shen Shiyan lives too freely and easily, which is almost incompatible with his age. And he has always believed that the formation of all characters and thoughts is related to what a person sees and experiences, whether what he sees or experiences is joy or pain.
"It's not too hard. I don't have much love experience, and I haven't announced it to the world with great fanfare, so I don't have a deep understanding of the difference between the same sex and the opposite sex." Shen Shiyan smiled, "But you asked this question well. Very chic."
Meng Xintang was puzzled: "What?"
"Few people, when they find out that a person is gay, the first sentence is to ask him how hard it is." Shen Shiyan kept looking at him, not sure if it was an illusion, Meng Xintang felt that Shen Shiyan was at this moment The smile is not so elegant and distant, taking off some fairy and wrapping some human touch.
"You can call me when you pick up the piano, and I'll help you choose nails and books by the way."
After speaking, Shen Shiyan really got out of the car, and stood in front of the car and waved to him.
Meng Xintang sat in the car and didn't move, he watched Shen Shiyan paced away unhurriedly, occasionally saying hello to passing neighbors. Then, Shen Shiyan, who was in the field of vision, suddenly deviated from the route and turned into a shop at the entrance of the alley. He turned his head to look around and found that it was a flower shop.
Do you buy flowers at this time
Meng Xintang shook his head to himself, this person is really hard to see.
The day I went to pick up the piano was still a Saturday. In the morning, Shen Shiyan sent a message to Meng Xintang, saying that there was something wrong with the hospital.
Meng Xintang drove to the hospital. There were many people in the yard. It took him a long time to find a parking space.
On the way upstairs, he called Shen Shiyan to confirm the location of their meeting, but no one answered. So Meng Xintang went to his office on his own initiative. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned from the stairwell, he heard a burst of chaotic shouts.
In the middle of the crowd, Meng Xintang saw Shen Shiyan at a glance. He was not wearing a white coat, and was being pushed and shoved by two men and one woman, with a red-eyed nurse behind him.
"Why didn't you say you wanted so much money before the operation? You are just trying to make money and kill yourself! I think my dad would be fine if he didn't do this operation!"
On the side, doctors and nurses have been trying to separate those few people from Shen Shiyan, saying "please calm down" and explaining the cost.
"I said before the operation that the follow-up treatment may cost a lot, and the specific situation depends on the implementation of the operation and the recovery of the patient's body," Shen Shiyan raised his hand and pressed the frown between his brows. "As for the cost, there are details. If you think there is a problem, you can complain to me."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and said something to the little nurse. The little nurse looked at him hesitantly, then turned and ran away.
"Hey, what's your attitude?" The woman's sharp voice suddenly sounded, piercing Meng Xintang's ears.
"My attitude is very clear, treat illness and save people." Shen Shiyan took out his mobile phone at this moment, Meng Xintang saw his brows tighten a little bit, and holding the mobile phone, he wanted to rush them away.
The group of people refused to let them, and stretched out two hands and pushed Shen Shiyan's chest to force him to stop. The woman's voice was even louder, as if she wanted to be heard by the whole corridor: "You didn't do the surgery well, so we have to spend so much money, are you still right?"
Because of her words, the two men seemed to have been ignited by some kind of cannonball. One of the men gave Shen Shiyan a hard blow, but Shen Shiyan didn't have time to react, didn't stand firm, and slammed into the back. wall.
"I tell you, this is not over, you must pay me the money!" The man's hand wanted to greet Shen Shiyan, but was restrained by a great force.
Standing in front of Shen Shiyan, Meng Xintang suddenly increased his strength and pushed the red-faced man a few steps away. Looking back at Shen Shiyan again, seeing that he was rubbing his shoulders against the wall, he looked at him in a daze.
"Are you all right?"
Shen Shiyan shook his head, his brows still did not stretch.
The person who had been dominating the stage was suddenly slapped in the face. Naturally, he quit. The family's arrogance became even more arrogant.
Meng Xintang turned around and said coldly, "I'm not a doctor, I don't have such a good temper."
The people behind him suddenly laughed. Meng Xintang glanced at him, not understanding what he was laughing at.
Fortunately, a leader finally arrived at this time. Meng Xintang heard people around him shouting "Director" a few times. The doctor headed by the team met the family, followed by a few young and strong guys. An older doctor who was with him came over and asked Shen Shiyan what was going on in a low voice.
"I don't want to pay, I should have said it earlier. When the operation was performed, the family was unwilling to pay. After the operation, they thought that the follow-up treatment would cost too much. They said it was because my operation was not done well."
Meng Xintang stood by and listened to Shen Shiyan's calm statement, his eyes always resting on his hand on his shoulder. Shen Shiyan lightly rubbed his right shoulder twice, and said to the doctor, "Just keep an eye on it, it's really impossible for them to sue me."
"Don't talk nonsense."
"Where's the nonsense," Shen Shiyan chuckled, "Just sue, maybe you can get two days of reflection leave because you can't handle the doctor-patient relationship well."
"It's good, because money is not a big deal." The doctor sighed and patted his arm lightly, his face not looking good, "Are you all right?"
Shen Shiyan said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Who asked if it hurts anymore?" The doctor in front of him seemed to be hesitating, and waved his hand a little irritably, "Forget it. Your shoulder hurts again? I said you have to be careful yourself, don't rely on it. If you recover well, you will really treat yourself as a normal person, and don't ruin your surgical career on your shoulders one day."
"Hey, don't curse me, this situation is not something I can be careful about if I want to be careful," Shen Shiyan was a little helpless when he was suddenly told, he looked at the doctor dumbfoundedly, and glanced at Meng Xintang, " Well, next time I will discuss with him and give him a notice before he starts."
"Negotiate your ass." The doctor scolded immediately, "What are you spending with them, can't you hide?"
"Didn't they catch Xiao Zhou?"
"Oh, then you have to come to the hero to save the beauty."
When Shen Shiyan heard this, with an "Ouch", he raised his hands and clasped together in a plea for mercy: "Please, can we criticize and educate us another day, I still have friends waiting."
Then the doctor looked at Meng Xintang, and after saying hello, he waved at Shen Shiyan: "Go, go, let's go."
Shen Shiyan got the order, smiled and took care of him again, and dragged Meng Xintang away.
Arriving in the car, Meng Xintang faintly felt that Shen Shiyan's mood was still not as relaxed as usual. In fact, his performance was not obvious. He listened to music and chatted as usual, but perhaps it was because it involved "reasonableness". It caused him to magnify any little bit of unusualness in the people around him. When talking to Meng Xintang, his hands were crossed on his legs, and his back was not fully leaning on the seat. This was a posture he had never seen Shen Shiyan show.
"Does this happen often?"
"No, it's only occasionally, how can there be so many unreasonable family members," Shen Shiyan said suddenly, "I feel a little bored, open the window for a while."
At the piano shop, Xu Yanwu was still sitting in his old seat, looking bored. He brought the piano from the storage room, and also took a gift bag.
"Take another pair of nails, adult nails."
"Celluloid's?"
"Well," Shen Shiyan slipped to the front of the counter and ordered a glass case, "Anyway, it's a gift for friendship, and I'll have another piece of rosin."
He turned back and told Meng Xintang, "Sometimes the axis of the piano is loose. Before tuning, pull out the strings and rub a little rosin, and tighten them tightly."
Meng Xintang nodded, indicating that he understood. Seeing that Shen Shiyan raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder twice, he asked worriedly, "Does your shoulder still hurt?"
Xu Yanwu, who was putting fingernails and rosin in the bag, suddenly looked at Shen Shiyan and asked, "Your shoulder hurts? What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's okay," Shen Shiyan said without raising his head, "maybe I'm too tired."