She turned around slowly, and I almost suffocated. I looked at her closely. (.om pure text)... I was immediately disappointed. In front of me was a middle-aged girl with bags under her eyes.

The fat face of a young woman. She looked at me curiously.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." I apologized hastily, feeling sad and blaming myself at the same time: Feng Xiao, are you crazy?

She turned around and continued walking forward. I looked at her back again, and it really looked like her. I hated this person a little: how could she have such a fat, ugly face with such a beautiful back like Zhao Menglei?

When I returned to the private room, the food and wine had already been served. "Dr. Feng, what's wrong with you? Why do you look unhappy?" Ding Xiang actually noticed something was wrong with me.[

I smiled and said, "Nothing."

"Dr. Feng, what's good today?" Sun Lulu asked me.

"My classmate has been promoted. Do you think it's a good thing?" I said with a smile.

"No." Kang Demao said seriously, "Today is the day when our old classmates meet for the first time after graduating from middle school. Do you think we should celebrate?"

"Why is this the first time? Didn't we just meet yesterday?" I said.

"How can we count yesterday? There was no wine and no beautiful women yesterday. It can't be counted." He said with a smile.

"Hey! What are you talking about? Why are we put together with wine?" Ding Xiang suddenly became dissatisfied.

"Because beautiful women are as intoxicating as fine wine." Kang Demao said with a smile.

Everyone laughs.

I found that today was different from usual. The atmosphere at the table was not lively. Of course I knew the reason. Ding Xiang was too sensible. Her rationality prevented us from joking or drinking too hastily.

But I found the topic, "Demao, I'm very worried about Teacher Kang."

"Why do you say that?" he asked me in surprise.

"The roots of brain gliomas are often very deep, and if the operation is not performed properly, normal brain tissue will be damaged. Moreover, this operation is easy to relapse. Among the hospitals in the province, we are the only ones with the best brain surgery. Now he

I was worried that something would go wrong during his operation when he was transferred to a single hospital so that he could stay in a single ward. If that were the case, we would be to blame."

"No. The conditions in the military hospital are very good. And I also asked, and it was the chief doctor there who performed the surgery on him personally," he said.

I shook my head, still worried, but I couldn't say more.

In fact, my worries were correct. A month later, Teacher Kang died after the operation because the operation damaged his normal brain tissue. This incident made both Kang Demao and I blame ourselves. Especially after seeing

When I saw Teacher Kang and his two children, I felt particularly uncomfortable.

"Feng Xiao, sometimes it's like this. It's actually a mistake to follow other people's wishes too much. The same is true for you when dealing with Zhao Menglei." Kang Demao sighed to me.

But I was thinking, is this also fate?

That night, Kang Demao, I, Ding Xiang and Sun Lulu didn't drink much together because everyone was interested. I found that it would actually be a pain if men and women didn't go crazy when eating and drinking together.[

After dinner, Kang Demao insisted on seeing me off, but Ding Xiang said she had a car. So I asked him to see Sun Lulu off.

"I don't like your classmate." Sun Lulu said quietly to me when she left.

"I don't like that classmate of yours." But she said the same to me after I got in Dingxiang's car.

"Why?" I asked in surprise.

"No reason. Anyway, I don't like it." She pursed her lips.

I couldn't laugh or cry, "There has to be a reason, right?"

"He seems to want to be more casual, but he has to control himself. I feel like he is living in a cage. Maybe my expression is not accurate, but I just feel uncomfortable being with him.

"she says.

I immediately laughed, "No way? He was very casual when I was with him. Today it's you, because you are too serious, that's why everyone is like that."

She suddenly became dissatisfied, "Because of me? It's impossible, right? Well, it might be because of me. That Sun Lulu you called, why do I feel like she doesn't look like a good woman?"

"What do you mean?" I became a little dissatisfied.

"She was very frivolous when she looked at you. Fortunately, you looked at her with pure eyes, otherwise I would have doubted your relationship with her." She suddenly laughed.

"Dingxiang, you are wrong. She is not the kind of woman you imagined." I said, suddenly realizing something, "Dingxiang, I understand, you are jealous of her beauty."

"Tch! Am I not beautiful? Why should I be jealous of her?" she said dissatisfiedly.

"Because, because you don't have a pair of beautiful dimples like her." I said with a smile.

She stopped the car suddenly, stared at me and said, "If it weren't for your kindness to me, I would have kicked you out of the car right away. How could you really praise another woman's beauty in front of me?"

So ignorant!"

I laughed, "You said you were not jealous of others! Haha! Are you angry?"

"You!" she said angrily, then laughed, "Feng Xiao, I find that the two of us are really well matched."

I was shocked by her words, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm married."

"Okay, you think I'm proposing to you? What I mean by a good match is that we are the same kind of people. You and I both live in a relatively pure environment, so we sound so good when we talk.

Silly." She stared at me and said.

I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly, "You're such a troublesome math student. You always use the wrong words. Do you know? Your wrong use of words will scare others."

"I scared you? Am I that ugly in your eyes?" She became dissatisfied again.

I shook my head and said: "It's not that you are ugly, but that you are too beautiful. I am worried that I will make a mistake."[

She looked at me and laughed after a while, "Don't worry, I won't give you a chance to make mistakes."

"That's good." I said.

"Hey! You've read everything about me, what difference does it make now if you make a mistake or not?" However, she then said this quietly.

I was stunned immediately.

"However, it seems that you haven't finished reading it yet." She said again.

I feel my face is getting hot.

"So, I still won't let you make mistakes." She laughed.

Only then did I realize that I was being played by her, "Dingxiang, are all the teachers in your school as crazy as you?"

"Don't you think this is fun? It's so fun to see you acting silly." She made a grimace at me.

"You are the stupid one." I muttered.

"What did you say?" she asked me, with a half-smile on her face.

"Nothing." I said hurriedly.

"Next time I invite you to my place as a guest. Are you willing to go? My beautiful students are crazier than me." She asked me with a smile.

I shook my head hurriedly and said: "Forget it. You almost make me unbearable. There are people crazier than you, unless I don't want to live anymore."

She looked at me and sighed, "Why do you live so tiredly? You will know if you stay with us next time. It is very fun. No matter how many worries you have, they will disappear immediately."

"Really? Then I would like to try it sometime." I said with a smile.

"If you're feeling particularly bad, just call me. Really," she said.

"Okay, but I have a request." I said.

"Tell me." She looked at me.

"I hope I'm still in good spirits when I come back from you." I said to her seriously.

She was furious, "You! Disgusting!"

She sent me directly to the lower part of the community, "You are so rich. You actually live in such a good community." She said to me with a smile.

I smiled, not knowing how to answer her.

"You are so rich, why don't you buy a car?" she asked.

"I can't drive." I said, "You have a car, which means you have money."

"Tch! Do you see clearly what kind of car I have? It costs tens of thousands of dollars, and it's just for transportation." She pursed her lips and said, "How about I teach you how to drive?"

"Okay. When?" I asked. Not to mention, I really want to learn how to drive right away.

"Depending on your time. Best weekend," she said.

"Okay." I responded, thinking in my mind: I have to adjust my clinic hours recently.

A few days later, I called her and told her about learning to drive. She agreed wholeheartedly. Her car was a manual transmission car, made by a domestic brand. The only feeling I had on the first day of learning to drive was that I really felt the power of Zhuang.

The feeling that Qing mentioned is when you put it into gear.

I didn't want to think like that, but when Dingxiang asked me to learn to shift gears first, I thought of it very naturally. From the neutral position to first gear, there was a feeling of friction at the beginning, and then

It's really the same process to enter it easily. Then it returns to neutral and enters second gear, and it's still the same.

There are some things that cannot be thought about. Once the thoughts enter the abnormal state, people will have conjectures, and such conjectures will come involuntarily. I feel a little resentful to myself because I find that my thoughts have become dirty.

She was explaining the basics of driving to me, but I was uneasy. What made me feel embarrassed was that she saw my uneasiness and said, "What's wrong? Why do you seem to be distracted?"

I suddenly woke up and said, "It's nothing."

She looked at me and smiled, "Do you think I'm too beautiful?"

I couldn't laugh or cry, "Of course you are beautiful. But it seems something is wrong when you say it yourself like this. People don't know whether you are narcissistic or confident."

"Really, why don't you hide anything when talking to women? Now that I am your master, no matter what, you should say a few words that make me sound comfortable?" She said dissatisfied.

"What did your former lover do? You are so beautiful, how could he be willing to divorce you?" I joked with her. The purpose was to avoid the topic just now, and at the same time to distract myself.

"You're so funny, just say what people don't like the most." She shouted loudly, "By the way, I would like to ask you something. Do you think you men will become better after getting a woman's body?"

Getting bored quickly?"

I shook my head, "That's not necessarily the case. If a woman is not only beautiful, but also has a gentle and pleasant personality, men will not be bored. In fact, in the final analysis, it is still a question of whether two people have feelings for each other."
To be continued...