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By Nan YinYin
After reception, the little nurse take care to hear gossip in it before. Distressed? Owl That was distressed yourself? she does not know. Seems to be, it seems not, his mind is hard to speculate.
"Which is a changed person? Are you new here do not know. Today, together with him that Miss Nalan, former president of joking around, no less call her 'sister-in-law'! Mr. Owl Listen, He never denied that two of them, would have a pair of children. "
Her breathing tightened.
"So, this is Miss Bai later?" The nurses were still went on.
"Definitely ah! You will not find it? Miss Bai and Miss Nalan still looked like. I think, Mr. Owl Miss Bai would be so good, it should also because the face and Miss Nalan is somewhat similar to it. Aiwujiwu the ~ "
White millet leaves a sentence listen, slowly walked into the elevator, down the stairs. Full, pale complexion was so others do not see any wrong emotions. However, the people have unusually pale, pale people feel too terrible. As if the people are empty, soulless.
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After the white millet leaves never returned to the Tang and Song of the office visited.
Test results came out, so that other doctors are also helped to read. Fortunately, everything is okay.
All checks done, almost approaching the hospital from work. Prior came out, the weather is not bad, but it is at the moment it began to rain.
Out today, I did not drive. In fact, these days, she does not drive as much as possible. Spiritual trance, do not want to take his own life a joke. She was standing outside the stopped bus.
However, more and more rain, with more and more people work, the delay did not empty taxi. She blocked off the top of good rain in the head, although this is not effective - some regret that he should not drive it.
Such a long time, behind a car, braving the rain quickly pulled up. Obviously, she blocked the road, the car constantly Ming La impatient. White millet leaves subconsciously go back, you see that familiar number, familiar with the car ......
And heavy rain curtain across the glass, she clearly see the owl Leng Chen's eyes, is chilly stare at her. Nalan was sitting in the passenger seat, her eyes, his mouth always fear and vigilance.
White millet leaves give way to the side of the walkway up.
Originally thought they would have to go, I did not think that was the moment to come out.
When the car passed her, turned out to be paused. Slowly lowered the window, his face exposed to the Tang and Song, invited her, "Get in, too much rain."
"No, we do not give a lift." She did not then do not play gooseberry. The driver's seat and the passenger seat who apparently did not welcome her. Owl always sit up straight, never eyebrows. Nalan'd look at her and turned away, and delivered over the eyes of the meaning is clear.
"You can not head the rain. Back infected, it will be very serious!" Tang and Song dynasties standing on the doctor's point of view, very conscientious reminder.
"Ah, I play the subway."
Her words before a fall, not rise up windows such as the Tang and Song dynasties, the car has been foot throttle 'H -' is to go out very far, thrown a spray.
..............................When they leave, white millet leaves and upper side of the road for ten minutes, the people have become a drowned rat leaching general. However, the car still has yet she had to go to the subway. It appears that today is really not hit a taxi. Even to get a taxi to the situation now blocking traffic jam was a move can not move, I'm afraid to home are also more than 9:00.
Subway, there are still some distance away from the hospital, but the rain also harder and harder, this is really a bad thing! But how can I do? Continue to go!
She simply no longer good rain, wearing high-heeled shoes, white shirt, dark green skirt, in the rain line slowly.
Wind came, raised her skirt, as if she was dancing poppy facing the rain, chaos and panic in the world, her elegance is also a beautiful landscape.
"Miss, do you want an umbrella with a total of? Your body are wet." Halfway, a young man with an umbrella, ran up from behind. The head of the rain, parked, white millet leaves washed each other faint curved lips, "Thank you."
He did not refuse.
"You are in this area to work?" To see the other side of her face, eyes are bright, very interested in striking up a conversation.
Beauty ah ~
Clear cold. His face with rain, rain and more like a pear that way, simply lovely.
"Not." White millet leaves back to the very simple. The young man does not know how to hide their own thoughts, she looked very clear.
"Ah, I know, you must come to the hospital, right? Gauze wrapped around his head also is injured? Injured when even the rain can not. You should go look at the weather forecast."
"......" White millet leaves no stranger to say too many words and habits, there is no longer respond to each other.
"I'll find you look at a paper towel, wipe your face -" the man turned down his bag.
At the moment, white millet leaves just felt a weight on the wrist. The next second, people have been rude to pull out from under the umbrella of strangers to. She was caught off guard touch on, leaning spin a circle, heavy hit on the strong and powerful man's chest, his head turned into a gray umbrella, plenty of room for two people intact enveloped together.
Familiar atmosphere, all of a sudden coming down nose, she looked almost do not know who took their yes.
How will he be here?
Now is not the Tang and Song and Nalan there they together?
She suddenly nose up pantothenic acid, before lightly disguised, some not hold, "I release you."
Her voice is not very good, even, even do not know why he was angry. Just know that chest group with an inexplicable fire, has long pressed for a whole two days.
From the beginning of the night the phone, then Nalan micro-blog, and then just ......
Really funny.
Not what he says, do not get angry, I do not care, have forgotten it? So ...... why and Nalan something to do, she will be unable to restrain a temper? This is completely contrary to her professionalism.
"Only two days, you can not even touch on the delicate to the touch?" Owl cynical, blunt ridicule in the eyes of passing from her, "your body in every place, wherever there is I have not touched the ? "
"......" He touched his hands that,Too touched every place Nalan.
Because of this awareness, white millet leaves many breathing becomes heavy.
"Owl, I do not want to quarrel with you on the street. You had your ways, I walk my bridge it. Goodbye." She did not want to say anything Owl, he turned away. To stand in that strange man's umbrella, and the other said: ''ll have to borrow your umbrella, I'm sorry. "
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