So You’re Such A Doctor Song

"Really?" Chang Qing was happy.

After eating, she took Song Chuyi to the backyard to pick bayberry.

Song Chuyi didn't like to eat bayberry too much. She also thought that there was a bug on the bayberry tree. She was lazily leaning against a shady position. She looked at the woman who was busy eating bayberry under the tree and saw that she picked one for a while and tried it Go on, "Can you wash my bayberry before eating it?"

"No, it's so sweet," Chang Qing proudly pointed at the bayberry tree, "I planted it myself."

Song Chuyi smiled, and looked at Grandma Yan, who was standing at the window with her cane and mending clothes, suddenly understood why Chang Qing lived in such a naive family.

In fact, sometimes it does n’t matter if you ’re single or not. What ’s important is what kind of life is around you.

"You taste it." After picking it for a while, Chang Qing picked the largest and hottest bayberry and ran to him.

Song Chuyi watched this unwashed bayberry for two seconds, lowered her head, and ate it with her hands. It was sweet and almost sour.

"It's delicious", Chang Qing opened her eyes with a smile.

Song Chuyi's eyes moved a little, half-sounded, and soft light wafted.

After picking Yangmei, it was noon and the weather was not so hot. Chang Qing took Song Chuyi and Grandma Yan to Slender West Lake.

Seeing good-looking attractions, Chang Qing plugged his phone into Song Chuyi and asked him to take a picture. After taking the picture, he thought he was not good at taking pictures.

Grandma Yan also complained that Song Chuyi had taken her too old-fashioned.

Song Chuyi was speechless. Could the old man with so much white hair still shoot young?

At last, she came out to play Slender West Lake, and Grandma Yan very much said she was going to black her hair.

Chang Qing raised her hand in favor of dinner with the last three people, and then Song Chuyi accompanied their grandchildren to the hair salon to dye their hair.

Entering the hairdresser's door, Grandma Yan said to the hairdresser: "Dye me a black one to look like I am particularly young." After speaking, pointing to the hairstyle on the wall and saying, "Qingbao, you See if Grandma wants to burn her hair. "

"It's okay," Chang Qingjue said, "I want to dye a color, too, grandma."

"Everything we make in Qingbao looks good, and I want to roll it again." Grandma Yan enthusiastically minded, and she did not forget to pull Song Chuyi, "Xiao Song, what do you think?"

"It's all good", Song Chuyi has basically adapted to Grandma Yan's fashionable thoughts, and now he is tormented by these grandparents.

Chang Qing saw him nod, and happily took the dyed book and came to him, "Which color do you say is good-looking?"

Song Chuyi originally wanted to say that black is the best, but to see the look of Grandma Yan looking for a partner to dye together, in the end I still glanced at it casually, various red blue yellow brown, it seems that the color is not much different, but Looking dizzy.

In the end, Chang Qing chose a burgundy color for him, "What do you think of this?"

"OK", Song Chuyi nodded concisely.

Chang Qing immediately asked the barber to adjust the potion.

Song Chuyi was sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone. At first he thought that it only took more than one or two hours, but it took two hours to dye his hair, and his scalp was beating a bit.

His legs were numb, and he stood for a while, walked to Chang Qing and Granny Yan, and Granny Yan asked with a smile: "Xiao Song, are you waiting?"

"" Song Chuyi said stubbornly, "No."

"Your granddaughter is really patient", the hairdresser said with a sweet smile: "I have done this for so many years. I rarely see my granddaughter and granddaughter bring grandma to make hair. It is a good feeling to see your family. ".

Grandma Yan couldn't help closing her mouth. "Isn't it, my granddaughter is fine?"

"You are really blessed", the hairdresser who helped Chang Qing make her hair also echoed, "but I think your granddaughter looks really like the hostess Yan Changqing who challenged to the end."

"Haha, many people say that I look like her," Chang Qing said jokingly, "but Yan Changqing looks so beautiful, how can I compare to her".

Song Chuyi glanced at her, her face was really thick.

The barber smiled: "Where can you be so much more beautiful than Yan Changqing? I want to say that Yan Changqing is totally inferior to you."

Song Chuyi walked away silently, he still went to drink tea.

Chang Qing's expression was stiff, so to say that she should be angry or angry.

More than eleven o'clock in the evening, Chang Qing and Grandma Yan finished dyeing.

Returning to the old house of Yan's family, Aunt Zeng ran to open the door and saw the two smiled in surprise, "Oh, who the hell, I almost couldn't recognize it."

auzw.com Grandma Yan touched her short shoulder-length hair, "Look, do you think I'm more than ten years younger?"

"Which one is more than ten years old, young is like forty years old, I am almost as young as you", Aunt Zeng was overjoyed, "No wonder you are back so late, you are more fashionable than me".

"If you want me to say this, you have to take care of this hair." Grandma Yan changed her hairstyle and her mental head seemed to change.

Entered the house and played selfie with Chang Qing.

Song Chuyi was dizzy waiting in the hairdresser's salon, she went back to Changqing's room to take a shower.

This was the room where she grew up. The background of the bedside was covered with certificates of merit, and there was a photo sticker. When she was a child, Chang Qing's face was round and woven with two small braids. sweet.

He stunned and suddenly noticed that there were several torn marks in the middle of the sticker.

He stroked it with his hand, the traces were still very new, as if it had just been torn shortly, he suddenly remembered that when he arrived at the old house today, Chang Qing seemed to have an excuse to come up to the room

There was a sneer in the corner of his mouth, and he roughly understood.

There must have been a photo of Fu Yu on this.

After coming out of the shower, he just lay in bed, Chang Qing hummed the song and said, "I'll sleep with my grandma tonight."

"Whatever you want", Song Chuyi is too tired to do it, and it feels like nine hours of surgery is not as tired as spending four hours with her hair.

Chang Qing was dissatisfied when he heard it, "I don't seem to be happy when I don't come back to sleep, and don't keep me."

"" Song Chuyi said coldly, "then you stay."

"No," Chang Qing made a face at him, then closed the door and left.

Song Chuyi: ""

I really want to pump her.

The next day, Song Chuyi woke up at 7 o'clock and was woken up by a bird on the balcony.

He got up and opened the curtains and walked to the balcony.

He found that the balcony of Changqing's room was only two meters wide from the balcony of the neighbor's yard, and they were really close.

He squinted at the yard opposite him. Although it was better to take care of the Yan family, he was also planted with various vines, lime trees, and bayberry trees. Never fertilized.

This is when the opposite balcony door suddenly opened, a tall figure came out of it, dark green casual shorts, a white t-shirt with a healthy figure, arms and calves were lean and strong.

Looking at each other, each other's faces turned black.

Song Chuyi's handsome face gloomed over, "Fu Yu, do you need to follow here from Beicheng?"

"Are you mistaken, this is my home?" Fu Yu glanced at the room behind him. There was no figure of Chang Qing, and his heart was widened, but the thought of sleeping in the room where Chang Qing grew up Uncomfortable.

Song Chuyi remembered that Chang Qing had said that Fu Yu was her neighbor in Yangzhou's hometown, but he never expected such a neighbor, and the adjacent balcony was so close.

How many things do this little **** hide from himself.

"Aren't you usually working in Beicheng? Why do you happen to come back so long as Changqing came back?" Song Chuyi looked at him coldly. "You're upset, I'm not offending you, you have to grab any woman I find. , I remember I saved your mother. "

Fu Yu frowned lightly: "This is really a misunderstanding. I'm just tired from work recently. It happens to be a weekend, and the old house has been left unattended for a long time. By the way, I came back and saw that I also came back when I encountered Changqing. It seems that I really have a fate with Changqing. "

Song Chuyi sneered and turned to leave the balcony. Fu Yu's voice suddenly came from behind him again. "Suddenly remembered that I used to chat with Chang Qing every night on this balcony. If she didn't talk until eleven o'clock, basically she would She was reluctant to sleep, and every time I urged her, I called her Qingbao at that time. "

Footsteps paused, Song Chuyi turned back, her eyes were gloomy, "I'm sorry, it's me who is sleeping with her in this room".

Fu Yu's mouth was stiff, and then he said, "But there are a lot of our stickers on the bedside table. Did you see them?"

"It has been torn for a long time", Song Chuyi shook his lips, "A married woman, do you think she dare to leave such things in the room?"

"is it"? Fu Yu froze, "Do you know why I and Changqing's balcony face each other? In fact, this room was long-core, but Changqing wanted to be closer to me, and noisily changed with Changxin. Fang, for this reason, their sisters had a fight back, but Changxin gave up, and Chang Qing moved to this room, she just wanted to be closer to me. "

Not far away, a sparrow flew over and landed on the balcony. Looking at this side and looking at it, it seemed to feel the tense atmosphere, and flew away again immediately.

Song Chuyi's narrow eyes provoked a hint of indifference, "Fu Yu, tell me this, do you want me to be jealous, or to remember the past? If you make me jealous, I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not that easy. I have had a ignorant first love, not to mention that you really have nothing to make me jealous. After all, you have no more memories of her experience from her childhood, her first kiss and first night were given to me, you are not together, I am sorry, But I also want to thank you. I obviously like a person for so long, but I did n’t even want to take her first kiss. ”

Fu Yu held the railing's fingers, a hint of paleness appeared.

At first sight, this seems to be the case.

This was the last thing he regretted in his life. At the beginning, he knew that Chang Qing liked himself so much, but he couldn't bear it because of her cleanliness, but now he is cheap for another person.