Song Xi's heart is really beautiful. People who have never thought of getting married are muddleheaded. At the beginning, someone is cruel and hurtful, but recently he is kind and even sweet words from time to time. His love is smooth and his career is always smooth.

Recently, Song Xi's papers published on ISSN and CN have aroused great repercussions. Jiang Zongheng said that her ability assessment after a while is just a passing act for her, and her associate professor can't run away this time.

Many new doctors and nurses have privately called her director Song. Even Ling Yue is happy for her and says, "I'm almost 30 before I become an associate professor. You're less than 27. Where should I be a senior brother?"

Song Xi knew that he was deliberately joking, and pushed the boat along with the current. He said, "I can't say that. I have to wait more than a year to get the certificate after the exam. I'll be twenty-eight by then, and you've turned down the invitation from the heart center of Massachusetts general hospital. We'll be tied at most."

In front of acquaintances, Song Xi never conceals her pride. She is very proud. In Han Chunmeng's words, "brilliant, excellent."

Ling Yue's lips curved slightly. "I'll have a meal sometime and celebrate for you in advance."

Song Xi said, "look at your forced smile. What's the matter with Xiaowen recently?"

Mention Qiao Aiwen, Ling Yue subconsciously don't open the line of sight, the smile on the face also didn't have, return to a placid face again, thin lips open, voice say: "that's it."

Song Xi asked, "which is that? Are you in touch every day now? "

Ling Yue three angry seven frustrated back: "all contact information are in the blacklist."

Mingming is a very sad case, but Song Xi inexplicably wants to laugh. Ling Yue glances at her and says, "I know you are happy when you are happy, so I won't laugh with you."

Song Xizhong is blatantly smile out, "why ah, can't find Xiaowen, to me."

Ling Yue began to turn over the medical records seriously again. Song Xi's eyes were bright and said: "it's very easy to call Xiaowen. Use my mobile phone."

Ling Yue hung his eyes and opened his thin lips. "No, thank you."

The radian of Song Xi's lips widened: "you're so polite to me. Don't be embarrassed. I can't have a drink."

Ling Yue looked up at Song Xi after a few seconds and said, "aren't you busy?"

Song Xi shook his head, "not busy."

Ling Yue said, "I'm busy."

Song Xi left the corner of his lip and tried again before he left, "really not? Then I'll go. "

Ling Yue hung his head and said, "No

Song Xi very light "cut" A: "you have the ability to endure like this, the mountains are high, the emperor is far away, you are careful of the distant United States, some people take advantage of."

After that, Song Xi closes the door and leaves without giving Ling Yue a chance to ask.

When Ling Yue's eyes stagnated, the first reaction in his mind was that Zhou Zheng's face appeared. Zhou Zheng's eyes on Qiao Aiwen were clearly a desire for restraint and a desire for repression. To tell the truth, he really didn't know whether Qiao Aiwen would waver.

My heart is very anxious. Every time I think of her, I will have angina pectoris. It has been more than a week since I called her when I was drunk last time. They haven't contacted each other again.

Ling Yue asks himself that he is not a person who is obsessed with others. Therefore, the last time he talked truth after drinking was the limit. He thinks that he has made it very clear that he likes her and wants her to come back. Whether she wants to come back or not is her freedom.

While persuading herself to accept fate, she can't help secretly flipping through Qiao Aiwen's microblog. Recently, she hasn't been in any state. She has made him angry, but he's worried if she doesn't.

Just now, Song Xi mentioned that Ling Yue could not hold any words in the medical record. Everything looked like Zhou Zheng, just like a treasure in his pocket. Before he looked at it carefully, he was stolen by a thief.

This kind of mood bothered him all the time. When he came home from work, Ling Yue got a new mobile phone card and sat on the sofa in the living room, with two beers on the tea table in front of him.

Qiao Aiwen's number is already familiar in the heart. Ling Yue dials it directly. At this time, it's only seven or eight o'clock in the morning in the United States. When the phone is connected, there comes a confused voice, with a heavy sleepiness, "hello?"

With only one word, Ling Yue's heart moved. After a moment of silence, he said, "are you not going to come back?"

Qiao Aiwen on the other end of the mobile phone recognized his voice and stopped obviously. After a while, she said, "what can I do for you?"

Ling Yue said, "can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

Qiao Aiwen pauses again, a few seconds later way: "you drink much again?"

Ling Yue said, "do you care if I drink too much?"

Qiao AI Wen that very light smile, it seems that he drank too much wine.

Both of them were silent at the same time. Neither of them spoke, and neither of them hung up. I don't know how long later, Ling Yue finally asked, "what are you doing?"

Qiao AI Wen deliberately prolonged voice, a pair of knowingly asked and slightly disgusted tone back: "not obvious? I'm sleeping soundly. I was woken up by a drunkard. I'm tired of it. "

Ling Yue gently raised his lips, and then said quietly, "is the weather good over there?"

"No curtains, I don't know."

Ling Yue said, "I thought the weather was fine. You are not willing to come back."

Qiao Aiwen said, "there's nothing wrong with night city. I need to go back."

Ling Yue asked, "is there anyone you want to see?"

Qiao Aiwen returned quickly: "those who want to see me will come to me naturally."

Ling Yue was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "don't you miss me?"

Qiao Aiwen after a meal, immediately exaggerated smile, smile and said: "your imagination is not generally strong after drinking too much, why should I miss you?"

Ling Yue said, "you say you like me."

Qiao Aiwen said: "that is young ignorance, forget it."

Ling Yue said: "the birthday has not passed, in order not to admit that he likes the new and dislikes the old, he would rather say that he is young and ignorant."

Qiao Aiwen said: "before I didn't understand, I let you see jokes."

Ling Yue asked, "do you still like me now?"

Qiao Aiwen

Some words, say true hurt oneself, say false hurt people, even if know he drink too much, she still don't want to hurt him.

Ling Yue waited quietly for a long time before she said, "now you're used to drinking too much. Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?"

Ling Yue said, "it's a big deal to be scolded by the director."

Qiao Aiwen said with a smile: "I really want to open up, I think your favorite in this life is the patient."

Ling Yue talks with her after drinking too much for hours. Finally, Qiao Aiwen can't help but hang up because he has to go to work tomorrow.

Almost one o'clock in the morning, Ling Yue put down his hot mobile phone and looked at a bottle of wine on the table. His lips began to laugh at himself.

Look what he's up to now. In order to talk to her, he's already acting.