The Chinese New Year atmosphere is strong. Bo Yunxiu ordered people to buy New Year pictures and couplets like ordinary people, and arranged the room in a warm manner. Their photos have been framed and hung cleanly on the wall. You can see it as soon as you enter the living room.

He had been busy all morning and had never liked to clean the room, so he had a strong New Year atmosphere in the whole room, picked up his mobile phone and called Duan Hanshuang.

As soon as it was connected, her cold voice and oppressive questions came.

Bo Yunxiu's joy and anticipation of being praised were extinguished by a basin of cold water.

"I'm not trying to force you, I won't be like you, I will say whatever I say. Since I said that I'll let you think about it myself, I won't hurt you like before."

"Sorry, I was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the ropes. I was already wary of you and me." My voice was like the frost in the refrigerator, which was difficult to melt.

Four years of living together day and night, love piously, even if I miss you for nine years in my heart, what I am now in return is her fear.

"Today is New Year's Eve. According to Chinese customs, it is a day to reunite with your family in the year, so I want to invite you to have a dinner together."

He was afraid that she would be wary again, so he quickly added: "If you have any discomfort in the picture, you can leave, I won't force you."

Duan Hanshuang is not a person who loves to be connected. She has long been used to being quick and neat in the operating room for many years, and is very repulsive of her current entanglement.

"What if I refuse now?"

Bo Yunxiu frowned slightly, "Can you not even have a meal together?"

Duan Hanshuang is an orphan who can live with Xi Mingyue in the past, but now that Xi Mingyue has her own family, she will never be able to disturb her anymore. Whether it is for this or selfishness, Bo Yunxiu doesn't want to see her lonely.

"Just think you are pitiful and pitiful. You are not familiar with the place here, and you are helpless and alone in a foreign land. Can you have a meal together?"

She pondered for a moment, "If you want to find someone around you, why should you make such a high-sounding reason? Even if I am alone, I will not give in to you."

"part--"

"Dududu..."

Looking at the interface where the phone was hung up, he lowered his arms weakly, leaned on the sofa and sighed, and closed his eyes heavily. Under the warm orange light, even the rigid and distinct edges added a hint of warmth.

Union Hospital.

Even on New Year's Eve, the hospital did not stop working. There were still busy figures of angels in white and patients who were sent in one after another. On this day, there seemed to be no difference from usual. More often, I would hear this sentence:

"Why are you still going to the hospital during the Chinese New Year? Everyone said that you should drink less and drink less..."

"Isn't it good to have a good New Year? I'm going to the hospital, how unlucky..."

Duan Hanshuang couldn't help frowning when she heard this. What does it have to do with the hospital whether it is bad or not?

Some people like not to face their mistakes, but to entangle the evidence of guilt on something in this world.

The emergency room at night is often more stressful than during the day. Just when the clock for the new year is about to ring, Duan Hanshuang goes to send information to pass by the obstetrics and gynecology department.

The lights in the operating room were on, and there were several people sitting scattered outside the door. Because it was late at night, the man leaned on the chair and was about to fall asleep, and the woman beside him was praying constantly: "Boy, boy, must be a boy..."

You see, the prejudice in this world never seems to stop.

Perhaps the most nervous one was the mother's biological mother, who stood at the door of the delivery room and paced anxiously, with tears of restraint in her slightly old eyes.

Duan Hanshuang glanced roughly and hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

This is not the first time she has seen this situation, and she has not had much trouble in her heart. She just feels sorry for the people in the delivery room. What she has met is the wrong person.

There is no right or wrong in love, but people have three views. If you measure it with the most basic morality, there will be an inclined side on the balance between right and wrong.

Another doctor took the documents from her hand and read them. He was very grateful and nodded and said, "Thank you for helping me take the shift today. I will rest tomorrow and invite you to dinner!"

She folded her lips and said in a low voice: "No, I'll have nothing to do when I go home. I've been used to staying in this hospital for a long time. It doesn't matter whether I'm on duty or not."

"Then are you alone tonight?"

"Not important," she changed the subject, "Have you met your boyfriend from another place? You can wait a little longer, I'm not very busy today."

"He..." The female doctor tugged at the corner of her lips with self-deprecating expression, "I broke up, he raised it."

Duan Hanshuang was stunned for a moment, blinked, "Sorry."

"What's there to be sorry for? He cheated on him and said that he was too hard to bear it. It's better to split a scum like this, so it's better to split it up early and clean it up sooner!"

"What is too bitter in another place is an excuse, loyalty is a choice, but it is obvious that he did not choose me. It is really OK to be able to fall in love with someone else in just half a year..." A bitterness curled up at the corner of her mouth, laughing at her once ridiculously stupid.

I found out that my boyfriend cheated on New Year’s Eve, and the relationship for several years was a joke.

Duan Hanshuang's eyes flashed, "I remember you and your boyfriend are about to get married..."

"Now, you don't have to get married anymore, it's so easy!"

She pretended to be relaxed, and Duan Hanshuang's eyes were a little bit of care, and she wanted to say something but stopped. How could she comfort her? She couldn't handle her relationship well.

The female doctor saw her thoughts, "Don't think I'm so sad. I'll see people like this clearly now and stopping the cliff is considered a blessing in disgrace. Fortunately, I haven't gotten married. Who is young and hasn't even talked about a few failed relationships yet!"

"I hope the person I meet next will like me for a long time. Of course, the probability of this is too small, so I can see it openly. If I can't meet it, I will live by myself!"

The female doctor seemed to realize that she had said too much, which made the other party feel overwhelmed and chuckled twice: "Okay, OK, you get off work soon, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow!"

Duan Hanshuang packed up and changed into casual clothes. She walked alone on the brightly lit sidewalk. There was unmelted snow on the roadside, barely pressing on the dead branches. There were few vehicles on the road, and wherever she saw it were square diamond-shaped characters of blessing and various New Year pictures.

The dark night was illuminated like daylight, and everyone was working hard for the yearning for home. She seemed particularly aimless when walking on the road. She subconsciously wrapped her cotton jacket tightly, and a gust of cold wind whistled by, and took a breath of air conditioning off guard.

Rubbed his hands, put them on his lips and sighed, and walked home alone.

Downstairs of the community, she saw someone who shouldn't have appeared.

She was a little surprised. Song Yin, who hadn't seen for a long time, became more and more handsome. She used to like wearing bright colors, but today she is still wearing red, very bright, blatantly bright red, very bright.

"Don't blame Xi Mingyue. Even if she doesn't say it, I can come here." Song Yin took out a basket of fruit from behind, "I wonder if I can be lucky enough to count down next year with you?"

"Where are other people?" A company president like him will not be short of people to accompany him in the New Year's Eve.

"I didn't bring anyone else, I think you should like quiet."

"Mr. Song, I don't think I'm familiar with you yet to invite you into the house." In addition, she doesn't want to cause trouble.

It’s okay for Song Yin to not like her, but if she likes her, she would not be able to respond to this relationship.

He laughed, "Don't worry, I don't like you now."

"What's the future?" Duan Hanshuang asked very seriously.

He was a little confused, "Is it better to like you now or not?"

Duan Hanshuang didn't feel narcissistic at all. She was really shady by Bo Yun, and she didn't think she was charming, but combined with Song Yin's previous and subsequent performances, it is not ruled out that she liked her.

"Don't like me," she looked up very seriously. "Don't like me."

"Are you stimulated? I'll come to have a meal for you. How deserted you are alone during the New Year! Xi Mingyue is still celebrating her grandfather's birthday at Xi's house. Wouldn't it be good for me to turn into a heartwarming little angel to warm your heart?"

She shook her head ruthlessly, "No need."

This is not the first time she celebrates the New Year alone. She celebrates the New Year with the children from the welfare home in elementary school. When she grows up a little, she leaves the welfare home alone. Until college, she meets Bo Yunxiu, which is one of the few people she has lived to celebrate the New Year with.

She often feels that people must have bonds and concerns when they live. Without concern, they are similar to her, and there is little hope for them to live.

"Don't be so ruthless. I've been standing here for so long, and my legs are sore. How are you entertaining your friends?"

Since he was a friend, Duan Hanshuang couldn't refuse anymore, so he simply went home together.

As the two walked into the unit door, a car parked on the side of the road opposite, slowly lowered the window. A pair of slightly narrow eyes, as deep as an ancient well, without a trace of light.

He pondered for a long time, but waited for a long time but didn't see anyone coming out. He couldn't help but make a call.

No one answered...

A trace of complexity flashed through his eyes, and the passenger's flowers looked particularly dazzling.

It turned out that she really didn't like it anymore, and she didn't speak up and had really forgotten him.

He shook his head with self-deprecating smile, his body trembled more violently, he lowered his head and buried it on the steering wheel, unable to see his expression, but his whimper was sobbing so hard that it was particularly clear in the quiet car.

The street lights were still warm and orange, and the snow on the roadside melted quietly. You could vaguely see people in the corridor rushing home not far away, and welcoming a hug without knocking on the door.

He touched the corners of his wet eyes. He had never envied anything, but the word envy filled his heart at this moment. It would be great if he was that man.

She no longer indulged in the past, and he forced her to say the promise in Chiang Rai. Now she is free, and there is nothing wrong with pursuing the person she loves.

But this strong sense of envy was too crowded in his heart, so crowded that he had difficulty breathing.

"I'm sorry..." He looked up at a certain layer with the light on. His nose couldn't help but feel sore, and the pain was sore that his brows frowned, and tears were about to overflow in his scarlet eyes.

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