Chapter 313 The White Moonlight of the Surgeon General (16)

Xu Yin glanced at him: "Dawang from next door didn't call."

 So it is impossible to climb over the wall.

Gu Xijin chuckled softly: "I rewarded Dawang with a piece of steak, and he ate it happily."

With these words, Xu Yin suddenly reacted: "Just now, did you put Dawang at the door?"

 She said it!

The big dog next door is kept in a dog house by its owner during the day, so that it doesn’t bark at passers-by at all times, and is only let out in the yard at night to watch over the house.

"Um."

 Xu Yin smiled and said, “Thank you!”

Without Dawang, the family doesn’t know how long the quarrel will last.

 She opened the ice cream, which was her favorite matcha flavor. She was slightly startled: "How do you know I like matcha flavor?"

 Perhaps he also has memories of her?

“Didn’t you order a matcha cake on Grandpa Xu’s birthday?”

“That may be because grandpa likes to eat it!”

“Grandpa Xu doesn’t like sweets. When ordering cakes, I will definitely let you choose the flavor you like.”

　　　…”

She glared at him, figuring he had a good reason.

Putting a mouthful of ice cream into her mouth, Xu Yin looked up and saw him looking at her intently. Xu Yin pinched the small spoon and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to eat it too?"

Gu Xijin shook his head and laughed: "When will you invite me in? It's too hot outside."

Xu Yin then realized that the other person was still outside, and the midsummer sunset was not only warm when it shone on her.

She couldn't help but want to laugh: "Come in!"

 The main room was actually quite stuffy even without the fan on, so Xu Yin led him to the backyard.

 “Please look at my flower field.”

 “Where’s mine?” His eyes wandered around the small square flower field.

 “What’s yours?”

“Sunflowers, you said you would plant them and give them to me.”

Xu Yin rolled her eyes: "Sunflowers can't be planted in this season. They are usually sown in spring and harvested in autumn."

 He looked at her faintly: "You didn't say that before."

Xu Yin laughed dryly: "Sooner or later it will be planted, why are you in such a hurry!"

 Hauntingly showed him the chrysanthemums and curling lilies that had sprouted and bolted:

"Look! The chrysanthemums are growing well, aren't they? They have a short planting period and will bloom by mid-autumn. The lilies have also sprouted. Aren't the little seedlings cute? It's not in vain that I got up early and stayed in the dark to serve them."

Gu Xijin lowered his eyes for a few times and said quietly: "I remember that lilies are not grown in summer."

　　　…”You know this? Why doesn’t Sunflower know?

“I planted this to make tea for grandpa. You should plant it earlier and drink it earlier, sunflowers…” Her voice weakened a few times.

 “The sunflower is what you want to give me.”

“Yes, yes, yes! I will give it to you! If you don’t, it will be a puppy!”

 “Where are the orchids?”

"Eh?"

“Aren’t you going to raise a pot of orchids for Grandpa Xu? If you raise one pot, you will raise two pots.”

 The implication is that he wants a basin.

Xu Yin glanced at him several times: "You shouldn't have been squatting in the corner next door and eavesdropping, right?"

"No."

He drove Dawang back to the dog house, and when he came out, he just listened for a while, and then went to buy her ice cream.

 Xu Yin: Why don’t you believe it so much?

However, if you really want to talk about it, the few pots of plain-guan lotus cauldrons in her system's warehouse can only be maintained so well thanks to "him".

Therefore, she responded readily: "Okay! I will also raise a pot for you."

This makes this man satisfied.

The flowers were still there, so I took out two pots at once.

 Xu Yin: “…”

 Let your mouth loose! It seems that I have to go to the Flower and Bird City.

Looking for a day when the sun was not so strong, she got up early as usual, watered the flowers and plants, pulled up the sunshade net, went to the Hutongkou vegetable store and bought a few crucian carp and a pound of grass shrimp and kept them in a water tank with ice cubes. , then spoke to Grandpa Xu, carried a small casual schoolbag, and went to the flower and bird market to look for orchid seedlings.

I was walking on the way to the subway station holding a small flower umbrella when I was startled by the sound of a sudden brake.

 Looking back, it was Wen Heting.

He slammed the car door and caught up with her: "Are you really so cruel? You blocked me even if you didn't answer the phone?"

Xu Yin took a step back and frowned: "Be more precise, what is cruelty? Am I as cruel as you?"

Wen Heting brushed his hair, took a deep breath, his expression was dejected and sad: "I've been very sad these days."

Xu Yin was expressionless: "I'm not the one who's sad."

"You! Did you hear something?" He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he held her hand.

Xu Yin frowned when his strong hand held her: "Let go!"

 He said reluctantly: "Did Zhang Qing say that?"

 “I told you to let go!”

 "Xu Yin, you...ahhhh-"

Xu Yin pried his hand away, and it hurt so much that he swung his fingers and stamped his feet: "You woman!"

 “Didn’t you hear me let go?” I had to force her to do it.

I took a pack of disinfectant wipes from my backpack, wiped my wrist that was red from his grip, and glanced up at him: "I told you last time, when we meet, we pretend we don't know each other. You don't understand. Human words?"

"Why…"

Wen Heting looked at her blankly.

This woman has changed so much that he almost doesn’t recognize her anymore.

I used to be entangled with him, saying what he liked to love him in this life, and now he looks like a stranger, no! More indifferent than strangers.

 Suddenly, he twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled contemptuously:

"Xu Yin, you asked me if I have ever liked you, but what about you? Did you really like me before? If you like someone, you can just let it go? No nostalgia? I don't believe it!"

Xu Yin threw the disinfectant wipes she had wiped on her wrists into the trash can on the roadside, turned around and looked at him:

“Because it’s not worth it, I let it go. As for nostalgia, there must be memories worth cherishing! Are there between you and me? Are my wishful thinking and your hypocrisy worth cherishing? It’s so funny!”

After finishing speaking, she picked up the small flower umbrella, crossed the sidewalk and stepped into the subway station without looking back.

Wen Heting stayed on the spot, staring at her back without looking back for a long time.

 Until the traffic police came and asked: "Sir, is that car yours?"

 He then dragged himself back to the car with heavy steps and pounded the steering wheel.

 “Horning is prohibited here.”

 The traffic policeman knocked on the car window, holding a fine receipt in his hand.

　　　…”

 Having been issued two fines early in the morning and feeling very angry, Wen Heting was obviously in a bad mood when he arrived at the hospital.

Seeing him coming, Wen Heming picked up his briefcase and said, "Your sister-in-law will have a check-up soon. You go with her. There is a meeting in our company. It's too late and I have to leave right away."

"Um."

After Wen Heming left, Zhou Xinya asked softly: "You didn't have any rest last night, okay? You don't look good."

"It's okay." Wen Heting wiped her face, walked to the bedside, sat down on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and desperately drew on the strength of her sweetheart to give him affirmation and warmth.

Zhou Xinya tried to pull out in panic, but he held her tighter.

 “Don’t be like this…”

 “Then tell me, what should I do?”

 He stared at her pale sick face.

 He has been in love with her for ten years, from his ignorant adolescence to now.

　　It is said that admiration at a young age often ends without any illness.

He didn't believe it or disdain it before, but Xu Yin verified that her feelings for him really let go of her as soon as she said they would, and she left the scene in a cool and unrestrained manner.

He couldn't help but panic, because he felt that his heart seemed to be wavering, so he was eager to grab something, desperately holding Xinya's hand, and kept mumbling: "What can I do? What can I do!"

 (End of this chapter)