Chapter 1769

After the party was over, a few people were left to tidy up the cabin.

Jizhou and shangru were the first to leave because Jizhou had to send shangru back.

The way down the mountain is tortuous. Fortunately, the moonlight is bright and the vision is wide. Ji Zhou takes a flashlight and occasionally helps shangru, who is struggling with high heels, to walk through the winding road without danger.

Ji Zhou's action, however, was alienated from the gentleman, and there was no more than half of the action.

The car stops on the side of the road, and Ji Zhou takes the lead to open the door of the co pilot's back seat for shangru.

Shangru is a little stunned. He smiles politely at Jizhou and then bends down to sit in the car.

In a short time, Ji Zhou went around the front of the car, walked to the other side, opened the door and sat in the driving position.

He started the car and turned around in the same direction as he went back and forth.

The window is open, the night wind from the open window poured in, blowing on the body some cool, also let shangru smoothly from the previous party mood.

"Mr. Ji."

The sound of Ru Shang driving out.

When he first saw Ji Zhou, Shang Ru heard Peng Yuqiu and Mucheng call him that. Not honorific, but nickname. I thought it was interesting at that time, so I called along with them. Now it has become a habit.

"Well."

Ji Zhou responded to Shang Ru.

She brushed her finger over her ear and pulled a wisp of hair behind her ear. Her fingers clenched her purse, and her bones and joints turned white, but her voice was smooth and smiling, "I thought you invited me to the party, which means that we will have follow-up development. But now it doesn't seem like that. "

"I was entrusted." Ji Zhou answered bluntly, and said, "if you misunderstand me, I'm sorry."

"By whom?" Shang Ru was stunned.

Ji Zhou did not answer her directly.

Steering the wheel, the car smoothly past the front corner.

Ji Zhou said: "your director told me that he used to appreciate you."

“……”

Shangru did not speak.

The word "Zeng" did not make her happy at all.

Their director is a military doctor with profound qualifications. He has participated in peace keeping, experienced actual combat and seen the world. He seems strict and rigorous in his work, but in fact, he is very gentle and humorous in private. He occasionally chats with them about his past anecdotes, just like telling jokes. I will enlighten the younger generation and teach them carefully.

That's a good leader.

Meeting such a leader is actually a kind of luck.

"Most of the people who work in your hospital are military doctors. You are really excellent, but for hospitals, there are too many choices to go in. You are not the only one who has a good doctor. " Speaking of this, Ji Zhou slightly tilted his head, toward shangru friendly smile, "I'm sorry to say something direct, I hope you don't mind."

“…… It's OK. " Shangru murmured.

She did not know how to deal with the behavior of giving a stick and then a date.

What's more, she was absent-minded because of Ji Zhou's words.

"He chose you not only because of your business level, but also because of your vision and enthusiasm for the military." Ji Zhou adjusted his sight, looked ahead, and continued, "he has a special plot for the military profession, and there are many soldiers in the hospital. He took a fancy to your feelings and toughness. He appreciates you

Shangru was stunned and bit his lips unconsciously.

The director did not tell her these words.

She only felt lucky to be employed by the hospital. She knows that she is excellent compared with the graduates of the same year, but as Ji Zhou said, there are too many excellent and qualified people, including some graduates from military medical colleges.

The hospital had no reason to choose her.

So it's her greatest feeling to be able to stay and "fortune comes". But, apart from that, she didn't think of any other reason.

Ji Zhou's words changed, "but he recently found that you have some changes..."

He didn't put it all together.

However, shangru's heart sank suddenly - she knew what Ji Zhou meant.

Over the course of the year, she did change her mind.

In her work, she met many soldiers and dealt with many injuries, but she did not maintain enthusiasm, but felt more and more upset. Recently, she preferred the patients to be ordinary people rather than soldiers.

In the accumulation of discontent bit by bit, everything she once appreciated made her disgust.

Just because of professional ethics, she did not have a face-to-face attack with patients, but her attitude was far from as good as before.

She thought she was the only one who knew.

I didn't think about it, but I was totally in the eyes of the director.

"He's been in contact with us, so he wants you to contact us." Ji Zhou said gently.

Point to stop.

The reason for Yan's return is not enough to persuade him to invite shangru to the party.However, shangru's psychological problems, as well as the director's request superimposed together, it was easy for him to nod.

What kind of infectivity gs9 has, he can not be more clear - because everyone in gs9 has experienced the process of assimilation by this infectivity.

The director also knows.

I can see the director's appreciation of shangru, so I put forward such a request to Jizhou.

Of course, if she has done all the things that should be done, and shangru's mentality is still unable to adjust, then it is very difficult for her to stay in the hospital.

This director is very wonderful. He feels that his feelings and enthusiasm can create infinite possibilities. Of course, he saw some potential from shangru - not just technology, but her psychological quality and handling methods in some emergency situations.

Other people with the same skills may score 90.

But if it's her, maybe a few more points.

There is no definite number. However, even a minute, in the eyes of dying patients, is a ray of life.

This is very important.

"Thank you."

Shangru lowered her eyes and said thanks absently.

She also hopes to have a little "Enlightenment".

However, Ji Zhou's words did not make her suddenly cheerful. Instead, she was worried and could not be restrained.

She tried to get her cell phone out of her bag several times, but she resisted the whole process.

In the next part of the trip, there was little communication between them.

Sitting in the back seat, shangru looks out of the window at night, her eyes are free.

*

Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing went down the mountain together.

Before leaving, she gave some mooncakes to Yan Tianxing and asked him to give them to some people who didn't attend the party.

The second women's team was relatively free and had nothing to do, so all ten of them were here. However, the first men's team is not so free. Several people have something to do, such as Yan Hanyu and Ruan Yan. But they didn't attend the party, so the moon cakes still need to be given.

Carrying those several copies of moon cakes, Yan Tianxing's face was dark, "I became a courier?"

Mo Shang Yun said with a smile: "you are the captain. Don't you show your love for your subordinates?"

“……”

Others can feel "love", Ruan Yan is afraid that the tail will be lifted to heaven.

"Hard work."

Mo shangyun smiles and pats his shoulder.

Slightly slanting his head, Yan Tianxing looked at her with drooping eyelids and asked in a low voice, "will you go home next month?"

"Well?"

Mo shangyun didn't respond for a moment.

Back to Home?

She just went back at the end of August.

Squinting, Yan Tianxing said, "go back to my house."

Micro Zheng, Mo shangyun responded, simply asked: "when ah, next month should be recruited in the Xilan military region."

The relationship has already been determined twice, and "meeting parents" is always on the agenda.

Sooner or later, it's the same.

So Mo shangyun doesn't mind.

However, time still needs to be coordinated.

"The 10th," Yan Tianxing looked at her and said, "your recruitment mission is over on the 9th."

"You have a tight schedule." Mo shangyun shrugged.

"Yes?"

"Well."

Mo Shang Yun nodded slightly.

She didn't think of a reason to refuse.

What's more, next month's 11th is Yan Tianxing's birthday. Even for the sake of his life, Mo shangyun didn't want to refuse.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Yan Tianxing asked, "what should I pay attention to?"

"No," Yan Tianxing pondered for a moment and said, "my father is hard spoken and soft hearted. He will never do anything to the younger generation if he is dissatisfied with the Mohist school."

"What do you like?" Mo shangyun asked.

"LEGO."

"What?" Mo Shang Yun raised his hand and touched his left ear. He approached him with his side head. "I may not hear you clearly. You say it again."

Yan Tianxing chuckled and poked her finger at her temple, and her small head shook.

The next moment, he lowered his head, next to Mo shangyun's left ear, enunciated clearly: "LEGO."

He was so close that he was almost close to each other. His thin lips opened and closed. His soft lips rubbed the auricle, and the breath was hot and itchy. Mo shangyun felt numb in his scalp and his heart was tight. He quickly turned his head and stepped back half a step.

"Sleeping trough."

Mo Shang Yun rubbed his ears. I don't know if it was her ravaged or too sensitive. Her ears were congested and their roots were scarlet.

He was a little annoyed with his own fault, and Mo shangyun looked a little annoyed.

However, in Yan Tianxing's eyes, it is a kind of fun.

If she is too flirtatious, she is vulnerable to repercussions. Yan Tianxing is familiar with this routine. She simply does not continue, but simply shifts the topic, "when to talk to each other?"Mo shangyun raised his eyelids and said, "when you are free."

Yan Tianxing said, "I'm free whenever I can."

Oh, Mo shangyun said, "when I'm free."

Don't look at her with deep meaning, Yan Tianxing continues: "you have no arrangement tomorrow."

The eyeground passes by some tiny surprise, Mo Shang Yun tiny one Zheng, "you know again?"

"Asked the Jiang team." Yan Tianxing confessed calmly.

"And you have a spy?"

"You can also develop it."

“……” Mo shangyun sighed and said, "I happen to have something to tell you."

Originally, as soon as I came back the day before yesterday, I had to talk to Yan Tianxing.

But there was a delay.

Later, he spent a day and a night in the information detachment, and only today did he meet Yan Tianxing again. This is a special day. We should enjoy it. We don't need to talk to Yan Tianxing about some troublesome things, so we haven't mentioned them all the time.

However, there is no need to drag on any longer.

"I'll wait."

Yan Tianxing reached out and pinched her cheek.

There is no meat, but it feels very good.

Mo Shang Yun's hand was lifted and he was about to swing away. Without thinking, Yan Tianxing quickly avoided it.

Mo Shang Yun ridiculed and raised his eyebrows, "Yo, has your body completely recovered?"

Yan Tianxing smiles, "do you want to try the function?"

Mo shangyun said:

*

Ji Zhou sent shangru to the rental house of the town.

"Here it is."

"Thank you."

Shangru politely thanks, smiles, and then opens the door to go down.

The door closes.

Glancing back at shangru, Ji Zhou didn't say much. He stepped on the gas pedal and went back to his house.

Shangru did not go straight upstairs, but stood in situ, looking back at his car to leave.

Tonight's experience was not pleasant for her.

One thing after another, she was so upset that she couldn't get up.

Life, emotion, career None of them will go well.

Since meeting Mo shangyun again, her life has been in a mess.

Now -

she may not be able to keep her job.

The SUV disappeared into view.

The night breeze is cool. She is a little cold in her thin clothes. She is stunned for a moment. She breathes out a breath and turns into the building with her bag.

This is an old community with security facilities. Each building has six floors. There is no elevator. The sound control lights in the corridor are dim and gray. It seems that the building is old.

It's not that she doesn't want to rent a good one, and her family and salary can afford it. But the conditions here are limited. Only this community near the hospital can live. The environment in other places is basically the same as that of a village in the city. Those new high-rise buildings are on the other side of the city. They are too far away.

Walking up a few steps, the mobile phone in the bag vibrates. Shangru purses her lips and finds out the mobile phone.

"Mom."

As soon as the voice dropped, the voice control lights on the first floor went out.

The corridor is dark.

Shangru looked up. There was only endless darkness in the bottom of her eyes. The bright moonlight outside did not penetrate at all.

With a sigh, shangru leaned back against the wall and did not rush up.

Make a sound, will let her mother know that she has not come home, will worry about whether she overtime, go out, worry about her safety issues, a nagging endless.

And here you can see some moonlight.

The bright light slants on the ground and shines on the two steps through the entrance of the corridor. The boundary between light and darkness is clear.

"RuRu, how are you doing there? Didn't you work overtime tonight?"

"No overtime." Shangru said, "Mom, I have a good time."

She is determined to come here to work.

In the eyes of my family, remote places seem to be remote places.

Her parents didn't agree, only her brother supported her.

The night before she came here, her father sat in the living room late at night, smoking. He may not be able to figure out why she has to go to such a place because she has a good family and has the conditions and resources to find a relaxed and well paid job for her.

One month after she came out, her mother couldn't help crying every time she called her.

Shangru can only report good news but not bad news.

Her brother supported her, but only when she was playful and would go back after suffering a few months. She didn't expect that she would stay so long.

How did she never ignore and insist on working only for the sake of working in the military region hospital, and now she would hate to work at present from time to time?

Most of all, she failed to get her expectations again and again at work. The reality of her life was not as good as she thought. She collapsed countless times due to the accumulation of trivial matters. She felt guilty about the care and care of her parents at home, even during the new year When others are making a fuss, she has to run to the hospital to work overtime because of a phone call.In the early morning of the morning, she was crying because of the low blood sugar in the morning.

And these are all her own choices.

She did not dare to complain to her colleagues, because every colleague had no more leisure than she did. If she said too much, she would only feel that she was affectable.

She did not dare to complain to her friends and family, for fear that her friends would say that she deserved it and that her family members would be worried. I'm afraid they would say to her as a prophet, "I told you so long ago..."

She was afraid that her choice was wrong.

"Go to bed early and don't go to bed too late. You usually like to be brave. Don't carry anything and tell your family more about it. Your father, I miss you so much, but I'm sorry to call you. Today, on the Mid Autumn Festival, he cooked a table of dishes you like to eat, but he didn't eat a few... "

Mother's gentle fragmentary reading, across the distance of thousands of miles, words and phrases fall to the ears.

Shangru covers her mouth and squats down slowly along the wall. Her tears are flowing in the rain and she is sobbing.

……

Hang up the phone for a long time, shangru deeply breathed, the mood gradually subsided.

Crying spent makeup, crying red eyes, she slowly raised her head, looking at the dark corridor and the moonlight outside the door, a little trance.

The silence of the corridor and community made her have the illusion of being in a dream.

Legs already numb, she grabbed the opposite staircase handrail, slowly rose, but did not immediately go upstairs.

After a while, she looked down at her mobile phone. Her heart was empty, almost numb, staring at the screen. Suddenly, she thought of the table that her mother said and ordered it into the circle of friends.

Today's festival, the circle of friends is also an atmosphere of happy reunion, drying food, drying family, sun boyfriends, drying pets It seems that everyone's life is comfortable and happy.

Shangru pulled the corners of her mouth, the subtle arc, like a very ironic.

The sight is suddenly a Zheng, Shang Ru sees the table of food that mother sends.

My father likes cooking and cooking is very delicious, but because he is busy with his work, shangru seldom can eat it. But as long as he was free, the silent father would always make food for her.

It's all her favorite food.

Originally thought the tears had run out, but at the moment of seeing the meal, the eyes were soaked with tears again.

Tears from the corner of the eye, the initial hot to the back of the cold, but a short moment.

She did not return for a year, and her mother said several times that she would come to see her, but she knew the environment she was in. Her mother would worry and worry when she saw her, and she would even try to make her go back. Therefore, she gave up every time.

At ordinary times, I keep a more frequent circle of friends, which is mainly for the family.

She suddenly found that she had not updated her circle of friends in recent days.

Such days are not updated, no wonder mother's tone is full of worry

Bite the lip, shangru open the upper right corner of the screen, turn to the photo.

After a pause, she found the ones she had taken in the mall the day before yesterday.

When selecting one by one, shangru finds a selfie photo of her friend fangya at the door of the cake shop.

*When Ji Zhou returned to the base, it was already past ten o'clock.

The party was over, and we couldn't see a few people on the way, and none of them were in the team, but the group responsible for guarding and checking.

Or the logistics and information detachment.

Passing through the women's team area, I saw a familiar white figure in the corner of his eye. Ji Zhou slowed down the car and stopped along the road.

Walking on the side of the road, the figure seemed to be unconscious, slightly lowered his head and walked forward, two willow eyebrows gently frowned, holding a small bag in his hand, holding it tightly, and did not even give one of his eyes here.

Seeing that she was about to pass by the car, Ji Zhou suddenly said, "what are you thinking about?"

"Ah --"

the Tang poetry was startled and exclaimed, subconsciously looking at this side.

Her eyes flickered and twinkled. She was stunned when she saw Ji Zhou, and then she came back to her senses.

After a little hesitation, she walked a few steps towards this side, half a meter away, nodded to him and said, "Mr. Ji."

The voice is soft and stiff.

Ji Zhou slightly drooped his eyelids, and his eyes flashed. Then he raised his eyes and asked, "how can you be alone?"

"With Joan, they are a little late in sorting things. They just went down the mountain." Tang Shi gently pursed her lips and explained, "Zhi Qiong, she has something to do. I will come back first."

Ji Zhou nodded, to Liang Zhiqiong's whereabouts Know it in your heart.

He looked back. It was only a few steps away from the dormitory building. There was no need to send her.

"It's hard tonight. Go back and have an early rest." Ji Zhou Wensheng admonished.

"Ah, good."

Thinking of what, Ji Zhou said: "I like your moon cakes very much."

He took it apart and looked at it. He used his heart just for the shape.It was not the first time that she was recognized in person, but it was the first time that Ji Zhou was recognized. When she heard Tang poetry, she looked down and avoided Ji Zhou's sight. She responded in a soft voice: "it's good if Mr. Ji is satisfied."

Pause for a few seconds.

Ji Zhou looked at the time and said, "then I'll go."

"Wait --"

seeing that he was about to start the car, Tang poetry suddenly called out to him.

Quite fox Ji, put out the window and ask, "what's wrong with her elbow?"

"Well," Tang Shi hesitated a little, and then walked a little bit closer. Then he said, "we took a lot of photos in the evening. We just selected some from the mountains. Some of them have been sent to the group, and many people have made friends. Mr. Ji, if you want to... "

Obviously, it is a very simple thing, but there is some logic confusion in Tang poetry.

Speaking of the back, even she herself was a little frustrated.

Originally, I just wanted to inform Ji Zhou that the photos have been sent to the group. If he is interested, he can go and have a look.

Ji Zhou interrupted her in time and asked with a smile, "can you send it to me privately?"

"Ah?" Tang poetry suddenly raised her eyes, one eye into Ji Zhou's smiling eyes. Her heart couldn't help jumping. She blinked and nodded quickly, "OK."

"Thank you."

Ji Zhou's smile became softer and softer.

Tang poetry is a bit dull.

They often call hujizhou "Ji Fox" in private.

Foxes are supposed to be cunning and should keep a certain distance from people. But most of the time, Tang poetry from him to see is gentle, and approachable.

When he smiles like this, Tang poetry feels unable to resist, as if drowning in his smile.

What a gentle, easygoing person

She always thinks that way out of control.

After a few seconds of trance, Tang poetry politely said, "no need."

"Wait for your picture." Ji Zhou stopped and said, "have a rest early, good night."

"Good night, Mr. Ji."

Tang poetry nodded at him.

Ji Zhou waited for a few seconds. Seeing that she did not move, he took the lead in driving away.

Tang poetry didn't react until the car was far away.

Looking at the speeding car, Tang poetry takes back its sight rather ruefully.

There is a wind blowing, wrapped in a touch of loss, sliding across the tip of the heart, so the heart also touched a bit.

It's not going to go away.

He sighed softly.

Tang poetry head down, mood do not know how to place. Yu Guang glimpsed the gravel on the ground. She puffed her cheeks, moved a little half a step, and then stretched out her white canvas shoes and kicked.

The pebbles immediately flew away, rubbing the ground up and down, and finally flew off the sidewalk and hit the road floor.

Along with the sound of the vehicle running, the black wheel will crush it.

So late, why so many cars?

Tang poetry wanted to avoid, but as soon as he looked up, he found the wheel stopped.

The car was just beside her.

Looking up in amazement, Tang poetry glimpses familiar vehicles, license plate numbers, and The driver leaning out of the window.

She blinked.

Mr. Ji

He was smiling, his eyes slightly bent.

This time, he laughed like a fox.

"Mr. Ji?"

When we call this title again, the heart of Tang poetry is beyond control Floating in the chest, can't fall to the ground, empty have no courage to feel carefully.

Looking at her suspiciously, Ji Zhou asked curiously, "you just didn't seem very happy?"

"No, No

The tone of Tang poetry is floating.

"No, it's good."

Ji Zhou laughs casually. His left hand suddenly reaches out and throws a sample object at Tang poetry.

Tang poetry did not deliberately go to pick up, because he cast accurately, is directly hit in her arms.

As soon as she opened her hand, the little gift box fell into her hands.

"Almost forget, this is the Mid Autumn Festival gift." Ji Zhou's voice came.

Looking down at the gift box, Tang poetry was surprised to raise his eyes, but only heard a "good night", and then saw Ji Zhou sitting back.

"Late..."

One mouth, the vehicle has moved again.

Tang Shi swallows the rest of the words back and purses her lips slightly until the vehicle disappears completely from view. She looks down at the gift box in the palm of her hand.

My heart is beating.

Mid Autumn Festival gift

Is she the only one?

Or shangru?

Or is it for shangru to prepare, not to send out, just to her?

No, Mr. Ji won't do it.

Reason told her that she should go back to the dormitory and open it again, but the gift box in her hand attracted her whole attention and made her unable to move her steps.right off.

As soon as possible.

She wants to see it.

Sensibility tells her so.

So she untied the knotted ribbon on the outside of the gift box and opened it.

The small and delicate pen is exposed in the soft moonlight.

The moment her fingertip touched the pen, she felt a slight coolness. She picked it up and saw the character "Tang" on the cover of the pen.

The light refracts, is so dazzling.

There is light in the eyes of Tang poetry.

*

when Ji Zhou returned to the dormitory, Yan Hanyu, who was sleeping with him, had not come back.

Yan Hanyu has something to do and has to work overtime. He may not be able to return tonight.

As busy as it is, Ji Zhou has long been used to it.

Just ready to take a bath, but suddenly flashed in my mind the Tang poetry standing on the roadside in a white skirt. She is clever and quiet, but she has the picture of frowning and curling her mouth to vent There are a lot of small expressions.

Photos, circle of friends.

Did she send it?

Put aside the matter of taking a bath, Ji Zhou took out his mobile phone.

There is a message on wechat, but it is not sent by Tang poetry alone.

Instead of going to the group to look at the photos, he directly opened a circle of friends.

Through the latest updates, the target finds a name precisely.

The little girl stayed in the army and didn't like to play with her cell phone. She didn't get a few messages all year round, but it was sent out tonight.

The words are concise, just four words: Happy Mid Autumn Festival.

In addition, it is equipped with nine palace grid.

He opened it, turned it one by one, and looked at it carefully.

The line of sight is basically on the same person.

After looking over and over again, they kept them one by one.

I like it.

He turned up, intending to quit the circle of friends, but did not have a glimpse of Shang rufa's circle of friends.

She sent out tonight's photos, which were all taken by herself.

A glimpse of a group photo on the edge of a certain girl's figure.

Ji Zhou stopped for a moment and looked at her photos.

In the end

Ji Zhou studied a self portrait of a shopping mall, expanded a part of it, and after a careful look at it, he determined the two figures of "entering the mirror".

Mo shangyun was probably a man of "special affection".

He saw Mo shangyun wear this plain clothes several times

The chance of hitting a piece of clothing is a little high, but the chance of hitting the whole body is very low.

With her side face, body shape, and the news that Mo shangyun went out shopping the day before yesterday, Ji Zhou could basically be sure that it was her.

As for the man opposite him

Squint a little, Ji Zhou will enlarge the screen shot, and then exit the circle of friends, find the notes of [Yan team], and click to open the dialog box.

Photos, send.

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