Wu Yingxue's operation went very smoothly. Removing the appendix was too common.
There are two beds in the ward. A patient with his family is chirping. In addition to the counselor who has gone to complete various procedures, there are also people from 404, Wu Yingxue's roommate who came here, and several classmates.
, both sides started talking, and the nice double room ward suddenly looked like a vegetable market.
During this period, what stunned everyone was that Chen Zui not only reported the good news of the debate team's victory to Wu Yingxue, but also took an apple and peeled it for the monitor, and said with gratitude: "You are well."
【Truth often comes out inadvertently.】
"ah?"
"Um?"
"????"
Chen Zui immediately changed his mind: "What I mean is, I hope the class leader will get better soon. The class can't do it without you. The school will lose its vitality without you. Without you, it's like we have lost the sunshine."
Wu Yingxue, who had just recovered from the anesthesia after the operation, felt a chill, but looking at Chen Zui's strange behavior and thinking that if there was anything important among these people, Chen Zui really had to talk about it, and she couldn't help but have a bad premonition.
heart
"Do I have any other problems besides my appendix?"
"ah?"
"Chen Zui, tell the truth, I can bear it."
Chen Zui thought for a while and looked at everyone: "If you are slumping and criticizing every day, it is because of illness."
Only Zhao Xiaokai continued: "Then the squad leader is seriously ill!"
Wu Yingxue: "Fuck you two"
Zhao Xiaokai quickly interrupted: "What's the matter, squad leader, you still want to have a terminal illness and have a life-or-death love affair with Dong He?"
Wang Donghe's dark face turned red, but Wu Yingxue was upright. I don't know if it was because the anesthetic had left a trace in his brain, but he said in front of everyone: "Life and death don't matter, love can be considered."
Wang Donghe's old face turned red again, and everyone booed.
Chen Zui patted his full-level roommate Wang Donghe on the shoulder: "I made it clear, look at you for being such a coward!"
Everyone immediately started joking, it was very lively, and of course not too joking. Finally, while chatting, they realized that it was almost ten o'clock, so everyone decided that the people from 404 would be responsible for the overnight vigil first.
After sending them away, the three people from 404 actually didn't want to stay here. With Wang Donghe's meticulousness, he would take care of Wu Yingxue obediently. Not to mention I heard that the monitor's parents will arrive tomorrow morning, and there will be a big wave of good news.
They cannot take credit for their performance opportunities.
But no matter what, we couldn't let these two people have nothing to eat when they were thirsty and hungry in the middle of the night.
So Chen Zui put on his coat and said, "Let's give them some instant noodles and then leave."
Zhao Xiaokai and Shen Fei agreed, and then the three of them gave Wang Donghe a look that said, "You have to do your best," and walked out of the ward.
After walking out of the hospital, the autumn wind blew, and the three of them walked into the supermarket together.
In the process of getting something, Chen Zui's cell phone text message rang.
He took it out, looked at it, and blinked.
Zhao Xiaokai, who was next to him, put his head over and was about to ask what was wrong when his hand pushed him away.
A third of a second later, Chen Zui rushed out of the supermarket at the fastest speed in his life and started running towards the moon on the brightly lit street.
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The moonlight outside the window is bright, and the evening breeze inside the window is cool.
The chandelier in the living room was not lit, and the standing lamp still emitted weak but warm light.
Sitting on the ground between the sofa and the coffee table, Zhao Wanrou's pretty face illuminated by her mobile phone was full of anxiety. She looked at the dynamic icon of a small envelope about to fly away on the screen, and frantically pressed the hangup button on her mobile phone.
What are you doing?
Is it possible to say this?
Aren't you ashamed?
Not ashamed?
Especially if it is sent to Chen Zui, will this make him feel too
These thoughts flashed through my little head, and the damn little envelope flew away from my phone, and a line of small text message "successfully sent" appeared.
Looking at this line of words, Zhao Wanrou felt that she had sobered up, and the reason was that she was completely socialized.
She couldn't even imagine what Chen Zui would feel like after seeing this text message.
Is there any way to recover?
like
My sister, who had completely fainted, immediately dialed 10086.
When the artificial customer service said: "Hello, hello"
Zhao Wanrou interrupted her directly: "Excuse me, I just sent a text message, can I withdraw it?"
"Hello madam, if the text message has been sent, it cannot be withdrawn."
Zhao Wanrou was completely desperate.
"That's troublesome"
"Okay, ma'am, if it's convenient, you can rate it for us."
"OK."
After waiting for a few seconds, an electronically synthesized voice came from the phone. If you are very satisfied, please press one. If you are satisfied, please press two.
Zhao Wanrou pressed the button, but after hanging up, she threw the phone away.
The mobile phone shot a straight line in mid-air in the living room, and the final landing point was on the stone edge of the windowsill. It bounced, split into two, and finally fell to the ground with a snap, shattered into pieces.
Judging from her actions, it was obvious that she was very dissatisfied with the result.
As for why she had to wait for the evaluation voice to ring and clicked to express that she was very satisfied, it may be just a habit of not quarreling with others, or it may be that she knew the result before calling, but still wanted to struggle. This cannot be blamed on the customer service.
All in all, the text message has been sent.
There is no way back now.
Zhao Wanrou, who was already blushing after drinking a bottle of white wine, thought about the content of the text message, and her face turned even redder. The shame and shame she had never experienced in her life made her a little manic.
As a result, the furnishings at home were ruined.
The pillow was thrown into the bathroom and bumped against the rarely seen shower.
The empty wine bottle was kicked to the bottom of the sofa, and I saw a melon seed that had been hiding here for a long time, as if it hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
The remote control also flew out and flew into the open door of the game room, but it didn't work very well here. A group of much higher-end electronic devices looked down on it.
There are also fruits on the table, tablecloths on the coffee table, and a few magazines. All in all, the normally tidy living room is in chaos.
The only thing that was treated with a little tenderness was the mobile phone that had been thrown out before. My sister looked at it carefully and fiddled with it a few times, but found that the screen was broken and the battery was gone, so she inserted it into a flower pot.
"What should I do?"
Finally, she sat slumped on the ground in front of the sofa. Zhao Wan grabbed her long hair, unable to extricate herself from the self-abasement.
Two minutes later, she was tired and finally stopped her useless struggle.
Her current appearance is that her long hair is messy, her pretty face is flushed, her clothes are disheveled, revealing half of her white shoulders, her slender legs and knees collide, her aggrieved calves are stretched out, and a pair of white and skinny feet are weakly resting on the floor.
superior.
After a long silence, my sister finally sighed as if she had resigned herself to her fate.
"well"
Then she raised her head, opened her blurred eyes and began to reflect on why she could send such a shameful text message. She was so shameless.
The answer is obvious, stimulation from the outside world.
The scenes during the National Day period are still vivid in my mind.
He and Chen Zui cook together, and when they eat, they give each other some of their favorite dishes.
When we play together, she will occasionally let off steam. After Chen Zui wins, he will be very excited, but when he turns around, he will ask, "Sister, are you letting me go?"
Chatting together, the two of them will share what they like, hoping that the other person will also like it.
Watch a boring movie together and then sit closer and closer
There were more and more intimate contacts. She would occasionally hold Chen Zui's arm, and Chen Zui would lean on her shoulder and fall asleep. His hands would touch lightly intentionally or unintentionally, and then separate like an electric shock.
Occasionally looking at each other will make people blush and make their hearts beat faster, and then they will turn away and smile.
The window paper between her and him is getting thinner and thinner, and they can see and feel each other more and more clearly.
All it takes is an opportunity and they will naturally come together.
But before the opportunity came, she went to Chen Zui's school.
At first, Zhao Wanrou was only interested in the debate competition, and also wanted to visit Chen Zui's campus.
Unexpectedly, she not only saw the youth on campus, but also saw the youthful Bai Zhi.
What is youth on campus? It may be the unpalatable food in the campus cafeteria, the ponytail flying on the playground, a sweet love, or the passion of climbing over the wall with your brother to stay in an Internet cafe.
The youthful Bai Zhi is more suitable to appear in such a scene, going crazy with Chen Zui, playing together, and flying together.
Instead of her who has begun to miss her youth.
Don't blame Zhao Wanrou for thinking this way. She will have such random thoughts after she likes someone.
But she doesn't like her random thoughts.
That's why I got drunk with wine and sent such a direct text message.
The problem is, after sending the text message, I was mostly drunk and now I regret it very much, but the deal is already done and the text message can no longer be taken back.
So the question before her now is that it is useless to think about anything else. If Chen Zui comes later, should she open the door or not?
Will he not come?
If none of this comes
Zhao Wanrou bit her lower lip and thought for a moment, she should still have this kind of confidence.
Then let me think about the first possibility. If he comes, will he pretend to be stupid or stunned?
Pushing the messy long hair away from her eyes, Zhao Wanrou felt that whether she was pretending to be stupid or other options, it would not work with her current level of sobriety, so she fixed her eyes on the two bottles of white wine that were staggered on the coffee table.
She decided to rely on wine to help her again.
If you drink too much, anything that happens will be blamed on the alcohol.
If you drink too much and don't open the door for Chen Zui, then you have no luck.
Well, that's it.
After regaining some of her energy and arranging her messy hair, Zhao Wanrou sat cross-legged on the sofa with her bare feet. She carefully poured two ounces into the cup and then drank it in small sips.
It’s much more elegant than before when I drank cup after cup.
Compared to the 120 mph I used to drink, now it's 40 mph at most.
Zhao Wanrou realized this change and immediately became even more depressed. She scolded herself for being useless, but she couldn't control the speed of holding the cup that had slowed down.