Lin Ye stood there and watched for three minutes. When she didn't see Zhang Wanying come out, she stopped watching and turned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

While taking a shower, I thought about what happened just now.

If two people meet, they should just meet. Why are they being so sneaky?

Wang Weiguo is not at home, and there are only the two of them in the dormitory. Zhang Wanying has always been eyeing Dr. Meng, so she won't do anything to him, right?

No, no, Dr. Meng is quite skilled. If Zhang Wanying does anything to him, he will definitely subdue her.

However, Dr. Meng’s actions tonight were still inappropriate.

Since he didn't like Zhang Wanying, he should have kept a proper distance from her. Letting her into the dormitory so late, a man and a woman alone, would inevitably lead to misunderstandings from Zhang Wanying and others as well.

Lin also felt that she had to remind Dr. Meng that she was taking a shower too quickly.

She quickly finished her shower and went to find Meng Yiming with a basin of dirty clothes.

A few meters away from his dormitory, Lin saw Wang Weiguo coming back from outside and walking into the dormitory.

Lin also stopped.

She remembered that Song Huaiqian often taught her that no one should dictate to others how they behave and do things.

How Dr. Meng and Zhang Wanying get along is their own business, and it is not her turn to say anything.

Thinking of this, Lin also took the basin and went to wash clothes.

It's a bit hard to sleep tonight.

She lay in bed with her eyes open, thinking that it must be because of the contradiction between her cognition and personality.

She is the type of person who always says what she wants to say, but tonight, she held back some of her words, so she felt uncomfortable holding it in.

The next day, everyone went to work outdoors as usual.

During the lunch break, Lin ate bread with water and was in a bad mood.

Meng Yiming sat next to her, took a few bites of the biscuit, and said half-jokingly, "I have to go back and learn from the canteen chef how to make biscuits as hard as stone."

Lin also glanced at him and said, "Doctor Meng, you don't need to go out on field work every day."

Meng Yiming said, "Didn't I tell you that I was trying to avoid Zhang Wanying?"

Lin Ye knew that Dr. Meng was taking care of her.

"I don't need care." Lin Ye said, "Everyone should live their own life. There's no need to change for others."

Meng Yiming understood what Lin Ye meant. "Don't feel burdened. I'm only doing field work to take care of you. I haven't changed for you. I'm a surgeon, and I'm not professional at treating headaches and fevers. It would be better for Wang Weiguo to treat patients at the clinic while I go out to the emergency room."

After a pause, he added, "See, if I hadn't been there yesterday, Yuan Minghua would have been gone. Wang Weiguo and I have a perfect division of labor, making us the best team."

Lin Ye chewed the cake and didn't speak for a long time.

After she finished the cake and drank the glass of water, she said, "Doctor Meng, how long do we have to pretend this relationship?"

Meng Yiming was stunned. "What's wrong? Didn't we agree to wait until Zhang Wanying completely gave up on me?"

Lin also said, "Zhang Wanying said that as long as you don't get married, she won't give up. I can't pretend to get married with you."

"Aren't you about to find oil?" Meng Yiming said, "When we return home, she won't have anything to do with us anymore."

Lin also stood up and brushed off the dust on his butt. "I have to go find oil quickly."

Meng Yiming: “…” Are you so anxious to distance yourself from the matter?

When we returned to the base in the afternoon, a co-worker came with a stack of letters to distribute to everyone.

"Doctor Meng, this is yours."

Meng Yiming was surprised, "There's a letter for me?"

The worker looked at the envelope again and said, "Yes, it's yours. It's from Beijing."

Meng Yiming took it doubtfully.

The worker took out another letter and said, "Lin Ye, your letter is also from Beijing."

When Lin Ye received the letter, he glanced at Meng Yiming's envelope.

"Who wrote this letter to you?" Lin Ye said, "The handwriting looks like my father's."

Meng Yiming put the letter in his pocket and said half-jokingly, "Your father wrote it to me. Do you believe it?"

Lin also rolled his eyes at him, obviously not believing him.

How could her father write a letter to Dr. Meng?! Her letters were all written by Lin Yunyi. Her father always asked Lin Yunyi to write to her if he had anything to say.

After dinner, everyone went back to the dormitory.

Meng Yiming sat at the desk and opened the letter. The content inside was only two-thirds of a page of letter paper, and the signature at the bottom was Song Huaiqian.

After reading it, Meng Yiming folded the letter expressionlessly and put it in the drawer.

In another dormitory, Lin Ye was also reading a letter.

Lin Yunyi wrote almost three pages of letterhead, telling her about her family and how her family was looking forward to her return home.

Finally, Lin Yunyi said, your father knows that Dr. Meng works with you, and he asked me to tell you to trust him on big matters and ignore him on small matters.

Lin Ye: “…”

Although she knew that the national and social issues were big things and eating and washing clothes were small things, there were still many things that she couldn't easily classify.

For example, Dr. Meng asked her to help with this matter.

For Dr. Meng, it is a big deal, but for her, it is a small matter.

Will you help me in the future?

Lin Yunyi added, "Xiaoye, Mom and Dad know several talented young men. We'll introduce you to them when you come back. Focus on your work there and don't worry about your personal problems for now."

Lin Ye: “···” In the previous letters, he told her that she could have a relationship, but try not to find a black man.

Lin Ye finished reading the letter and put it away.

She took a shower and then went to Meng Yiming's dormitory to get her dirty clothes.

When Lin Ye walked in, Meng Yiming was still sitting at the desk, lost in thought.

"You haven't taken a shower today?" she asked.

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