Half-baked

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For pursuers, you can do it while eating and then reject them verbally.
As for the other party giving up, and still pursuing this like Shang Jingze did, and contacting people on the school forum, and also posting some ambiguous and clear photos and highly suggestive words on the forum. This kind of behavior, the food has no right to stop.

At that time, Fan was not like Shang Jingze, who pestered him relentlessly.
The performance was no different from before. Every night, I went back to the dormitory from the laboratory.

Everyone leaves the lab at this time: if they finish early, they leave at 9:00; if they finish late, they leave at 2:00 in the morning. But no matter what time it is, everyone can have lunch at the downstairs of the lab.

When eating, I handed it over to you, and when advising others, my hands turned a deaf ear to everything.
Eat on the advice tired good, just go.

But I feel that this is like chasing someone from behind. No one chases someone, it's just walking with someone behind.
The next sentence is about the murderer, and he has hired bodyguards.

To be honest, I went to the hospital for internship, and I felt that I was eating there, and I also felt that the food was really good.

They gave internship gifts and helped me find a house.
In the blink of an eye, it was time to go abroad and live a good life.

At this time, the meal slowly started to invite him, "Let's have dinner together tonight?"
I subconsciously refuse to eat.

"When the meal was over, the guy was still looking for a roommate and wanted to invite him to dinner."
"But that person is still there, and he will be a gigolo for the rest of his life."

"Oh." Di Shifan squinted his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and said lazily, "I like to eat soft rice when I go to Xianchuan, and eat hard rice when I go to Xianchuan. I like it the most when I go to Xianchuan. "
"..."

After all, I thought that the hand had helped me find a house and had given me a gift for my internship, so I didn't argue with it about the food.
Even if this suitor is just an ordinary classmate, he should be treated to a meal for this purpose.

When you get off work, when you get on the bus next time, eat with your hands.
When eating at the back of the restaurant, it was very close to the hospital and the price was very affordable. In the second half of the meal, I used the excuse of going to the toilet to pay the bill.

It's all good. I'll treat you later.

So after finishing the meal, Di Shifan casually took out his phone and went to the front desk to pay, but was told that the bill had already been paid. Di Shifan turned around, his eyelids drooping slightly, staring at the table with a mysterious look.
After eating, I turned my head away silently after seeing this half-scrutinizing, half-amusing look.

After finishing the meal, I thought that was enough.
As a result, the second person ran into him at the hospital entrance when he got off work and had lunch.

The car stopped across the street, the driver's window was down. His left arm was resting on the window, the muscles of his forearm were smooth, the veins were like mountains, and his fingertips were pinching his lower body.
The black hair was tangled, and the hands and eyes were cold. He turned around suddenly and grabbed someone from a distance of seven or eight meters away.

Then, he opened the door, got out of the car, crossed the road, and said something in front of him.

"I'm going to England soon. I'll be out for a long time. Can you accompany me for dinner when I come back?"
After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that his tone was a little commanding. He bent his spine slightly, lowered his brows, and looked at you with burning eyes, "Is it okay?"

His eyes were straightforward. In the past, there was always a strong desire for control in his eyes, but now there is only gentleness and composure in his eyes.
The light and shadows danced by, and my heartbeat seemed to tremble disorderly with the rustling of leaves.

My eyelashes trembled slightly, but I couldn't remain indifferent.
Maybe I think, after I go back to England, maybe the next time we meet will be when I am on vacation next year. It's been such a long time since we met...
It is better to say yes after paying it back than to say “OK.”

When I was eating, my mind was full of images of people flying to England tomorrow, and I couldn't hide my depressed mood.

I didn't want to finish the meal.
Separate people.
Familiar with the hospital gate, familiar with the street across the street, familiar with that person.

Just stand there while eating and wait for your hand to come to you.

At the end of the meal, he said, "We're going to England soon. We may not see each other for a long time. Can you accompany me for dinner?" His tone was much more polite than yesterday's, and even more irresistible. "Let's consider it as our last meal."

The last meal.
It was as if these two people were eating together again in their lives.

He stared at his hands while eating for a long while, then nodded and said, "Okay then."

However, there are times when you really underestimate the good times.
Because there are people around, I will also be able to see the hospital gate next time when I eat.

"The last meal after the meal."

Eat and pull the lips over "When will the noodles leave?"
The meal is over. "It will be ready soon."
"After eating, there will be a last meal tomorrow?"

At dinner time, she had a smile in her eyes. She was so embarrassed that she was exposed, so she didn't bother to hide it. She said as if it was a matter of course, "Are we going to have dinner here anyway? It will be more lively with more people."

"The situation is dangerous now, do you want to eat this and sleep with this?"
Where is the excitement?
Hearing this, he put down his meal with a frown on his face.
He stared at the ground with a frown on his face, sighed while eating, and moved his lips. He also thought, "I want to have a bowl of noodles at a noodle shop near the community for dinner, and then go home quickly to read."
"Okay, let's eat noodles."

After that, he lived a good life as a servant.
At that time, the meal was still outside the hospital.

While eating, he looked at the hands from a distance and turned around and wanted to leave.
Di Shifan was tall and had long legs. He ran to the side of the man in a few steps. The man's steps were very slow. Di Shifan followed the man leisurely. He knew that he was seen through by the man, so he restrained himself and said in a playful tone, "The noodles in that noodle shop are delicious. Do you want to eat noodles tonight?"

When I eat, I feel sad that my hands are going to go abroad, and the time I spend with my hands is gradually wasting away.

Someone looked sideways at his hands and asked, "How many people are going to the UK?"
The ground was full of laughter and remembered "Ming people go."
"..." He looked away as he ate, "Can you still tell the truth?"
"Real Houming people," his hand moved his eyebrows slightly, "Is the Mianming people at work?"
“This is work.”
"Will someone come to the airport to deliver it to me tomorrow?" He still had his hand and looked really serious.

He looked down at the road under his feet. There was no outdoor parking lot built on both sides of the road. The road was paved with gravel, and there were many gravels in the aisle. He kicked a few stones casually. Even if his hand was lying, he still thought seriously and answered his hand, "I'm going abroad. Aunt Cheng and your uncle will definitely go to the airport to see you off. Let's go now." "If you want to go later, let your father drive your mother away." His attitude was casual.

"That's good."
"What's so good about this? He has been a good kid since he was a kid, and he doesn't have many people around him?" At that time, my mother often went to England. If I really wanted to see him, I could fly to England to see him at any time. "

"That's good, it's also a foreign country, and I'm all alone here."
The voice fell, someone paid attention to the words, and stopped walking.
He took two steps forward, distanced himself from his hand, and then turned around.

Standing against the light, I could see the expression on his face. I could vaguely see the curve at the corner of his mouth, which was very restrained. His voice was very low and a little hoarse. "Is this person staying in the country after this?"
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——"Will everyone stay in the country after this?"

After Meng Ye finished speaking, he stopped talking abruptly.
I woke up from my sleep after eating. The people outside the window were pale. I leaned against the bed with my eyes unfocused. After a while of being in a daze, the alarm clock rang. I got up and washed my face with stiff movements, like a robot.

Perhaps because of this dream, everyone was in a daze after eating.
Fortunately, there is no surgery today. I made rounds in the morning, checked the medical records of the patients, and arranged the surgery plan and issued medical orders. In the blink of an eye, it was noon. After a short lunch break, I turned on the computer, looked at the examination results of the patients who had surgery, and had a thousand-word preoperative conversation with the surgeons.

After finishing the next series of tasks, I thought it was time to go home from get off work, but a colleague reminded me that there would be a big discussion on general medical records in multiple hospital districts today, next month and next time.
In the middle of the operation, he received a call from the department, asking if anyone had time to come over and help with the operation.

After eating, I hurried over, changed into surgical clothes, and entered the operating room.
The anesthesiologist was still playing with his mobile phone, and he took the time to glance at and say hello to someone.

When eating, most of his face is covered by the mask. Look at his clear expression, "Hi."

He Yang and the other doctor looked at each other in surprise.
After the five-hour operation, He Yang couldn't help but ask Rong, "Why are you in such a good mood now?"

I flatly denied eating it, “No.”
After washing his hands, he looked at He Yangguo and asked, "Is it obvious?"
"It's very obvious." He Yang added, "When Shang and Yueyue were arguing, they were in this state."
"..."

"I don't have a boyfriend to quarrel with." After eating, she realized that she was in a good state. She untied the rubber band that tied her hair and grabbed her hair. "I'll go upstairs and buy a drink. Where's the noodles?"
"It's starting to rain." He Yang replied.
"Is Mian on duty tonight?"
"Later." He Yang shrugged, walked out, and took out his bag and lighter from his pocket. He had just opened the box and hadn't had time to take out the next cigarette when the cell phone in his other pocket rang.

The cell phone rang and then the ambulance started ringing.
"This ringing sound makes me jump with fear. If I listen to it when I sleep at night, will I really be scared to have a heart attack?"

"So I put it on vibrate mode at night." He Yang had to put down the lighter and pick up the phone, feeling a bit flustered. He then asked his assistant to help him pick up the lighter and picked up the phone. "Hello? Are you in the hospital? Car accident? Wait a minute, I'll be in the operating room right away."

He Yang walked back, put his hand on the food and forgot about it.
After eating, I waited until my boss left before I responded. I had to take it back to my boss's office later.

The night was dim. After eating, he watched He Yang leave and turned around to continue walking towards the cafe.

Out of curiosity, I flipped through the box and looked at the brand.
After walking a few steps forward, he looked up as if he sensed something.

Then, he made eye contact with the person in hospital gown in front of him.
Chi Jingting held a cigarette between his lips, one hand holding it, and the other holding a lighter, which had not been lit. He stood there in a daze, his eyes moving from his face to his mouth, and then back to his hand.

Similarly, while eating, his eyes were fixed on the food in his mouth.
As the host doctor, Chi Jingting frowned and said, "As a patient, why are you sleeping so late at night and running downstairs to get a checkup?"

Chi Jingting was also confident in his response, "As a doctor, you are sleeping in the middle of the night, and you run downstairs to get pumped?"

I never thought that a patient would be so arrogant and dare to openly challenge the doctor.
There will be a time when you want to refute this.

Chi Jingting didn't have a chance to talk at all, and he kept talking for a long time, "I was so confident when I was having dinner, thinking that this was a good student and a good girl, how could I smoke it? But in the middle of the night, I was so addicted that I skipped work and went downstairs to smoke."

"...No." Chi Rong struggled to find a chance to interrupt, trying to get to the point, "Is the food still going to be drawn?"

"Don't take advantage of the situation." Chi Jingting said, "Young Master, you are using your status as the head of the family as pressure. If you have the guts, go and take care of the people there. You can steal from them later."
"..."

Chi Jingting was getting more and more annoyed. He handed the box to his face and gestured that he was watching. He complained, "I took away 20 sticks, and only one stick was left. I really feel bad. I made so much money in these years, I could have bought a large apartment worth tens of millions in the city center, but in the end, only one stick was left for me?"

"You can scold me in front of me, but don't let go of the food on the ground. You are so stingy! Leave a few more for your good brothers!" Chi Jingting scolded angrily.

While cursing, Chi Jingting's gaze shifted, and he stared at a place behind him. "It's just right for dinner. The noodles are also here. I have something to eat across from me."

I was stunned when I ate it, and suddenly turned around unexpectedly.
I saw a man standing there about four meters away, making the sound of food. He was still wearing black clothes, as if blending into the dark night. He slowly approached, lowered his eyebrows coldly, and looked at the food. He took it and started.

"When did you learn to take out the food?" When the rice was taken out, there was a piece in my hand. The box was very light. I opened it and glanced at it. "Is there only one stick left?"

Chi Jingting, who was standing next to him, sneered and said, "You want this vulgar man to accompany you in a relationship. You are so addicted and so stingy. Leave a few for others and only care about yourself."

Local fans are deeply traumatized by the word "stingy".
Because it was my virginity, I am very sensitive to the word "stingy".

Afterwards, the two of them looked at Chi Jingting at the same time, and said something very different -
"Can you shut up?"
"Can you be quiet for a moment?"

"..."
Is it too late to pass by?

(End of this chapter)