Here We Meet Again (Three Point Field)

Chapter 23

This is the second year. The crystal-clear snowflakes snowfall in Beijing this float obliquely and densely in the air, and the only sound left is the crunching of stepping on the snow.

The neon lights behind are the hustle and bustle of the night, surrounded by the figures of the two. Xu Yan Shi's "hmm" should be especially subconscious.

After the two looked at each other quietly in the snow for three seconds, Xu Yan Shi looked away and said to her, "Go to the outpatient building and wait for me."

Xiang Yuan rubbed her hands obediently: "Okay."

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Seeing Xu Yan Shi going back and forth, the old ghost was a little puzzled, put down his phone and asked, "So fast? Did you go to the outpatient clinic to see a doctor?"

Xu Yan Shi's tall figure turned his back to him. He bent over the things on the hospital bed, stuffed the computer and mobile phone charger into his black bag, and zipped it neatly, without raising his head. "not yet."

Seeing that he meant to leave, the old ghost felt a little bit reluctant, "Then you're leaving now?"

Xu Yan Shi hummed in a low voice.

The two of them hadn't talked much since they entered the door in the afternoon. Xu Yan Shi asked a few casually, and the old ghost was like a child who did something wrong, answering every question he had.

The first sentence asked was: "Does Lu Qian know?"

Lu Qian is the old ghost's ex-girlfriend who has been dating for twelve years, and the two are childhood sweethearts. In the year of graduation, Lu Qian did not support the old ghost to enter the research institute, and the two had a big fight in the rented house. Everything that should be smashed and what should not be smashed were smashed to pieces. The old ghost always felt that men should not stick to the love of their children, so he gritted his teeth and said the breakup.

But now he is still a little glad that he said to break up back then. If he got married now, he can't imagine what Lu Qian would do?

The old ghost put his hands on his face, took a deep breath and said, "No, I let Zhang Yi and the others keep it a secret."

Xu Yan Shi took a stool with one hand and placed it beside his bed, as if smiling, "Even me?"

The old ghost's eyes were slightly red, as if he was about to cry, he raised his head and tried his best not to look at Xu Yan Shi, but blankly looked at the decayed leaves outside the window, his voice choked up: "Brother, I dare not tell you. In the past few years, everyone knows that you are nesting in Xi'an like a grandson for us."

Xu Yan Shi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Whose grandson? I'm going to work."

The old ghost felt even more uncomfortable when he heard his self-deprecating tone. His chest was congested and gas was accumulated, hot tears had already slid down his eye sockets, it was useless for him to cover his eyes, the tears all slid out along his fingers. A big man who was about 1.8 meters tall didn't cry when he received the diagnosis notice, but in front of Xu Yan Shi, he was crying for his brother's injustice.

He didn't care, there was no one anyway, Xu Yan Shi had seen all his embarrassments. So he didn't restrain himself, and burst into tears.

"Originally, the few of us, who were so beautiful in the past, are not doing well now. Isn't it enough to let our rivals in the circle watch the jokes for so many years? I would rather you not go back to Beijing. The last time Zhang Yi met Lu Jun Liang and his gang, what he said was so nasty, I fucking get angry just thinking about it now."