When the old doctor came, he was so angry that he kept scolding the old doctor while treating the wound. and anyone who c-h-a said a word would be joined by After scolding, Wu Xin sat beside An Xun, grabbing An Xun's hand and nervously watching the old doctor's every move. The doctor kept giving harsh advice: "If you mess up again, I'm going to have to report to your grandfather when I see him, this is just sheer disobedient.”
“Bastard.” The old doctor left, relieved to see that An-Ziyan's wounds were not serious and An Xun cleared his throat: “Although it's too early to talk about the child, you can think about it, but it's mostly up to you, and you don't want to or force it."
Mai Ding pursed his lips and remained silent, An Xun looked at him, "And don't feel guilty about us because of the baby, At least we still have Su'er in our family and you're the only child in your family, so you shouldn't be too concerned.”
Mai Ding nodded his head, An Xun is also a serious and reticent person, he rarely has the chance to have a real conversation with him, he knows very well how Wu Xin feels about him but he can't understand An Xun. In fact, An Xun is not as unpredictable as he thinks. After he accepts his son, he sees him as his son's lover and now that he has decided to accept him, he will not doubt his decision again. An Xun patted Wu Xin's hand: “You won't have any more opinions either, will you?”
Wu Xin shook her head.
“I think it's because you've been suffocating alone at home lately, in a few days the two of us will take a trip, our children are grown up and don't need us to worry about them anymore.”
“Bai Xiong over there...”
“I'll go talk to him.”
When An-Ziyan stood up, Wu Xin held out her hand to hold him back: “Are you leaving now? Let's go after dinner.”
“Well, I'm going to get some sleep.”
Mai Ding was still sitting upright on the couch but An-Ziyan pushed his head lightly, “Why are you still sitting there?” Mai Ding waved his hand. “I'm not sleepy.”
“Even if you're not sleepy, follow me to my room.”
He felt embarrassed when An-Ziyan's parents told him to go to his room, so he explained to An Xun and his parents, “I'll go with you to help An-Ziyan see if his wound is oaky.” When he saw Wu Xin and An Xun's knowing eyes, he ran after An-Ziyan, who was lying on the bed as soon as he entered the room.
It was as if he'd been through a war and Mai Ding was exhausted, was it over? He didn't feel the peace yet, he looked at An-Ziyan and found him looking at him, so he was sure, it was over. An-Ziyan moved his fingers but he didn't say a word.
“I'm not your puppy!” Mai Ding said as he lay down next to An-Ziyan, An-Ziyan was on his back, Mai Ding also on his back, their fingertips gently touching, both were warm enough.
“Mai Ding.”
“What?” Mai Ding waited for An-Ziyan to speak, but after several minutes of waiting nothing came, he opened his eyes, he was already asleep and his sleeping face was always touching no matter how many times he looked at it, so he closed his eyes again. Maybe it's too early for the two of them to talk about the baby but we'll see how things change later.
Do two people have the same dream? What's in their dreams is something only they know!
Mai Ding shamelessly went to work again and his colleagues must have heard about his resignation but before he knows it, he was in the PR Department. After a few days of not seeing him for a while, his colleagues are surprised to see his face, so they had to know.
“Mai Ding, what are you doing back here?” Guo Ping asked.
“It was just an impulse, I didn't really want to...”
“And on impulse you decided to resign, I think you're just too impulsive.” Fan Shaojun took Mai Ding's place and Fen Feng Feimeng scolded him: “You deserve it, that's probably what you get for playing with women.” Mai Ding didn't think they were talking about the same thing.
“What does it have to do with playing with women?”
“Come on, don't try to hide it, Yann already told us.”
“Tell, tell you what.” Mai Ding stammered, so it's not like An-Ziyan was overly upset the other day and then angrily announced to the PR Department that he was the love of his life.
“What else can you tell us, the reason you took time off, of course, to go to the doctor for kidney failure.”
There's got to be a better reason than that, Mai Ding. There's got to be a better reason than that. Kidney failure! You don't have a weak kidney! He is not weak! Liu Wei patted the spot where Mai Ding's kidney was, “Already?”
“No wonder you've been doing things wrong the last few days, you should've told us if you were sick.”
Mai Ding admits neither, denies neither, hates everyone in the PR Department who laughs at him, sits back down and says, “If I told you, you'd just laugh at me.” That sounds a lot like an admission.
“We sure won't.”
“Aren't you guys just laughing at me right now?”
“Mai Ding.” Feng Shaojun aasked spoke.
“Mmmh.”
“I want to ask what it feels like to be impotent.”
“I don't know!” It's no good as long as Gao Shuang talks, he's one of the others who followed the massacre to make sure there were no survivors.
Sitting in his familiar position, looking at the PR Department, at his colleagues, at his desk, nothing has changed, he is still the same as before, not understanding why he thought of quitting, it's stupid. He cherishes the desk, the files, the pens, the computer, touching them tenderly and now he is very much like a...
The file hit him on the head and then the cold voice of An-Ziyan said, “Don't immerse yourself in your perverted world, work.”
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