Chapter 22 Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.
A quarter of an hour ago, Zong Chi came to the inpatient floor of the burn and plastic surgery department with a basket of bananas. He stated his purpose in front of the nurse's desk. The nurse told him that Dr. He had just finished get off work and left.
Zong Chi thanked him and turned to turn around. Seeing him wearing the same spring/summer collection her idol had recently shown at the runway, the nurse couldn't help but take a few more glances. Then she reminded him that Dr. He often bought food at the convenience store in the adjacent maternity and child health building, and he could meet her there.
The man thanked her politely. The nurse then asked, "Dr. He, are you looking for?"
Man: "See a doctor." Then, he disappeared into the elevator car.
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Now that he could see clearly, she bought a bag of bread. Zong Chi saw her holding it in her arms and reached out for one. No need to guess, "Red bean filling."
He Dongli was speechless for a moment, then let him take one.
Across from him, Zou Yan received Feng Qianxu's reply. His previous interlude had been interrupted by this young master of the clan. He didn't want to argue any more and agreed with Dong Li, "Then I'll pick you up at 7:00 on Sunday evening."
He Dongli nodded silently. The atmosphere was a bit strange, and she understood where it came from. She glanced at Zongchi, who was finishing a red bean bun in no time.
Before Zou Yan said goodbye, Zong Chi handed the banana to He Dongli. Dongli looked at him. Zong Chi said he felt a little choked and asked her to buy a bottle of water. Then he asked her, "Have you paid for this?"
Dongli declared that the payment had been made. He then reminded her, "Don't buy anything if you don't have money. No one will pay for you."
Zong Chi smiled and pulled out his phone, showing it to her. "I'm going to help you pay, He Dongli. You're almost thirty, can you be more tolerant? You can't afford a bowl of beef noodles!"
He Dongli heard the sharp number "30" and immediately retorted, "I can't go through with it. Six dollars at that time was almost one-fifth of my entire net worth."
Zong Chi scoffed after hearing this. He complained to Zou Yan, "When she was in school, she wrote an essay and accurately stated that the ocean's water content accounts for 97% of the Earth's water."
He Dongli was choked again.
Zou Yan did not respond, "East..."
In front of the beverage shelf, Zong Chi took out two bottles of mineral water and called to Zou Yan, "Doctor Zou, what would you like to drink?"
Zou Yan felt blatantly provoked, or perhaps isolated. Whether it was a suggestion to send souvenirs to his aunt's house or a team dinner, he was always the one left behind and then singled out: Zou Yan, what do you think? Brother Zou, what do you want to eat?
This time, before he responded, He Dongli stood up for him. She walked over to Zong Chi, took the bottle of water from him, and put it back on the shelf.
He Dongli originally wanted to say, "We don't drink anymore, you buy your own." But when she put the water back, she closed the door a little too hastily, and Zong Chi blamed her, "You pinched my hand, Miss."
He Dongli quickly opened the door again. Through the glass door, Zong Chi reached out his left hand and showed her his index finger. The impulsive man had no choice but to apologize, "I'm sorry."
Zong Chi then hummed lightly, "Got it."
Before He Dongli could turn around, Zou Yan said behind her that he was leaving first.
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A series of cashier scanning sounds were heard in the convenience store. He Dongli felt that she had not finished talking to Zou Yan yet. She wondered if it was a bit presumptuous of her to ask about his friend so directly. She was afraid that Zong Chi would say something nonsense again, so she decided to return the water.
She wanted to tell Zou Yan to ignore Zong Chi, saying that he was...
He Dongli was thinking earnestly, and when he heard the sound of someone guzzling water beside him, he turned his head and looked up at the person next to him.
The person being criticized pinched the body of a mineral water bottle, making some crackling noises, and He Dongli just let it go.
Zong Chi just saw that she had been watching her comrades for more than ten seconds.
No one broke the silence. As the two walked out one after the other, the clerk reminded them that they had forgotten to take the bananas.
Zong Chi called out to the person in front, "It's back to you. It's yours now."
"That was given to you by Jiang Xingyuan."
It seemed like no one wanted to go back and get it.
Zong Chi then said, "If you didn't tell her, how would she know? And she gave her so much. What for? Do you think my place is the Flower-Fruit Mountain?"
He Dongli was not surprised to hear his tone, and was even less happy to argue with him. With a wooden face, he turned around and took back a basket of bananas.
The person who drank water drank half a bottle, which was taken out of the freezer. It quenched his thirst but was also freezing cold.
He stood beside the holly in the flowerbed, pouring the remaining half of the bottle onto the trunk. Then, he crumpled the bottle along the folds of the bottle into the smallest piece of trash. He tossed it into the nearest trash can and turned back to see He Dongli return.
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Her birthday is in the twelfth lunar month, but the things she likes and loves have nothing to do with winter.
During the spring hike, I was so energetic that even Zongchi was surprised. I thought, "You don't eat rice, you drink 95 gasoline, do you?"
During a summer moon-gazing exhibition, Zong Chi took her to a private exhibition. There, she fell in love almost immediately with a master oil painter named Yan. She said she had never seen such exquisite greens: grass green, pale green, deep green. "Zong Chi, look! This full moon is so stunning! I finally understand what it means for the sky and water to blend into one." After leaving the private exhibition, they headed straight for the painter's residence. When the painting was completed, they were long before they were born. Thirty-five years had passed. Zong Chi teased her, saying the moon must have been pristine thirty-five years ago.
He Dongli blamed him for spoiling the fun, and he argued, "If I had spoiled the fun, you wouldn't be here." So, to express her gratitude for his coming all night to accompany her to chase and gaze at the moon, she tugged at his tie, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him, from cheek to lips.
He Dongli's love for autumn tuna was forced upon her by Zong Chi. She was busy with her thesis and experiments. One time, Zong Chi came back and found that she had lost a lot of weight. He forced her to go for a check-up. There was nothing wrong with her. Zong Chi then followed the nutritionist's advice and forced her to eat more high-protein fish and red meat during brunch every day. When he came back a month later, she begged him, "Can you please stop eating? Zong Chi, Xiaochi." Then she hugged his neck, pressed her lips against his, and took a bite. He Dongli, who was hallucinating, said dejectedly, "I feel that your mouth is as dense and soft as the belly of a tuna." Zong Chi was amused by her, but still said with a stern face that she should continue to eat. Apart from anything else, at least Dr. He's imagination has become significantly richer and more abundant. Keep nourishing and keep maintaining...
And that winter, He Dongli, who was trapped in the mountain villa that year, couldn't even make a phone call because Zong Chi told her that the villa had a signal shield. This place was originally purchased by Lao Zong to meet with some important people and discuss some secret agreements.
She asked Zong Chi, "Are you planning to imprison me, Zong Chi?"
He came over and took the phone from her hand. He was obviously begging her to change her mind: I just want to spend a New Year with you quietly, without being disturbed by anyone, Xixi. I don’t want you to become a homeless child when winter and the Spring Festival come.
When it came to my lips, I could only say without thinking: Yes, unless you give up the idea of breaking up, don't even think about going down the mountain.
Zongchi, I'm just one of your things. That's why you still don't understand why I want to break up. After all, your watch, your suitcase, your car keys have no right to be separated from you. It's only your subjective abandonment. Isn't that right?
Yes, it's not wrong for you to think so. He Dongli, I want you to be mine and listen to me.
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For five years, Zong Chi would have this dream over and over again. In his dreams, no matter how he tried to change his story, she was trapped there, leaning against the French window, watching the heavy snowflakes drifting outside. Her voice, gloomy and disheartened, said, "Zong Chi, if you insist on this, then let's stay here forever. At least I won't be alone anymore. You know, I'm most afraid of winter."
The person who is most afraid of winter still hasn't learned to be a good person even though she is almost thirty years old.
Wearing so little, even if she could bear the weight in his hands, Zong Chi still insisted on scolding her: I don’t want you to carry this heavy thing, I want you to live a more comfortable life, what’s wrong with you!
He Dongli walked towards Zong Chi, and the closer he got, the more nervous he felt.
The next second, I heard her ask, "You really don't want it anymore?"
"What?"
"banana."
“…”
"No, I'll take it to our department and distribute it to everyone tomorrow."
Zong Chi hesitated for a second, but before she could speak, He Dongli started to deliver it. He stopped her and said, "Give it to me."
He Dongli looked up at him, and Zong Chi extended his hand, "Didn't you go upstairs to deliver the bananas? Give it to me."
He Dongli handed it to him without saying anything, and said in a revealing tone, "This is the only place I have to pass on my way home, and I don't plan to take a detour just for you. If you are willing to hold it for me, thank you."
Zong Chi choked at her words, and before he could say anything, she hurried upstairs. He took a tote bag with a curse. He didn't even need to open it to hear the jingling of things inside. He wasn't at all curious about what she had in it. After all, she even brought a sewing kit when she went hiking.
When He Dongli walked downstairs again, she saw a tall and long-legged figure standing there with her bag slung over her shoulder.
Just as the nurse on duty said, Dr. He, a man wearing Saint Laurent came to see you just now. It was so scary. He said he came to see you for medical treatment.
He Dongli was speechless for a moment, and could only mumble, "Ah, their dog got into a fight with another dog, and I bandaged it, and he came to thank me. This basket of bananas is it, share it with everyone."
The nurse was skeptical and said, "Ah, what kind of dog does he have? I mean that Saint Laurent man."
He Dongli mentioned Bern Mountain. The nurse exclaimed.
However, when she arrived in front of the master of Bern Mountain, she swallowed the questions she wanted to ask because she was afraid of hearing bad news.
She chose another topic, which was exactly what she wanted to ask. "Our director came to me today and said that the Liang family's blind date didn't exist. It was your doing."
Zong Chi turned around and didn't return the bag to her. He just replied indifferently, "Yeah."
"How much money did you promise Liang Jianxing in return?"
"Business is not about promises."
"This is not like your style, Zong Chi." He Dongli said, "In the past, you would never meet someone like Liang."
"You said it before."
He Dongli looked up at him, and the taller man continued calmly, "The reason I met Liang was because of a condition and a constraint. The condition was that he couldn't bother you again, because I don't accept my ex-girlfriend having a blind date history; the constraint was that he's the head of your hospital, so I'm afraid to act rashly."
He Dongli's internal organs felt as if scalding water had been poured into them. She almost instinctively avoided his prepared approach. In a panic, she reached out to retrieve her bag, and Zong Chi shamelessly reached out as well.
He Dongli quickly withdrew. The two stood facing each other awkwardly. Zong Chi was a little unhappy that she was so obviously resisting him, so he didn't say the words he had prepared after the last one. He frowned, put on a mercenary face, and said to her in a tone of threat and social kidnapping, "How are you going to thank me?"
He Dongli couldn't get her bag back, and was even more speechless about his extortion. "What are you thanking me for?"
"I'll help you resolve the unavoidable blind date issue and introduce your friends to endorsement opportunities."
"..." He Dongli was not happy to argue with him about the Liang family, and only talked about the matter of being a good friend. "Tell me, what do you want, food, shopping..."
Before she could finish her words, Zong Chi immediately stopped her, "Okay, then go eat and buy me some food. Bring enough money or a card, don't run out of money. Pick me up at 7pm on Sunday."
He Dongli thought the time he had arranged for him sounded familiar. After a moment, he suddenly realized, "On Sunday, I..."
"He Dongli, if you dare to default on your promise, I will unilaterally revoke all the agreed terms with your best friend."
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