Is Dr. Gao remarried today?

Chapter 9 An An, My An An

Gao Chuan, who came home from get off work in the middle of the night, dragged his exhausted body back to the empty home, and threw himself on the sofa as usual. The man stared at the ceiling in the dark in a daze, his black pupils blending into the night .

Recalling that it was already a month ago that he helped Jiang An take care of his mother's funeral, and the two of them had almost no interaction after that. Jiang An continued to go back to school, and he was still working in the hospital from nine to five every day. The work, the surgeries one after another, and the researches one after another seem to be dull and fulfilling.

Nothing has changed because of that girl, everything is business as usual.

Time is enough for a person to remember and forget.

He stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, like a sky without any stars and moons at night.

The impressive little face seemed to flash in the sky suddenly, the two thin lips were smiling, the watery eyes were smiling, and the pair of dimples that seemed to exist were also smiling.

He recalled the previous conversation with the girl. It was the day before the funeral. He helped her sort out the attendance list and asked her casually about her plans for the future. He only remembered that the girl was silent for a long time before finally answering: "I still want to go back to school to finish my studies."

At that time, she should have considered it carefully, after all, she seemed to have nowhere to go.

The switch at the door was opened with a "click", and the crisp sound disturbed Gao Chuan's thoughts, and the smiling face in his heart disappeared instantly.

"You are here, why don't you turn on the light." A man's voice echoed in the room, Gao Chuan reluctantly got up and saw Gao Yu, who was in a suit and leather shoes, standing in front of the sofa with a flustered expression.

"What's wrong?" Gao Chuan suddenly spoke hoarsely, probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Gao Yu hesitated to speak, turned around and sat on the sofa, his face condensed, "Grandma went to the hospital again today."

After taking care of her mother's funeral, Jiang An returned to school and devoted herself to her studies. She was about to start an internship or prepare for exams this fall. Her mother's sudden departure disrupted her original plan. .

Because of her outstanding performance in the college, the counselors still hoped that she could continue to study for a master's degree, and even the tutor who had the best relationship with Jiang An in the school suggested that she should strive for a place to study abroad.

"Jiang An, there aren't many opportunities, so let's make more breakthroughs while we are young!"

The tutor's words were still echoing in his mind. Jiang An, who was out of his mind, bumped into a big chest head-on as he was walking. When he raised his eyes, he saw a neatly tied royal blue tie.

"Sorry, I didn't see clearly." The flustered Jiang An hurriedly bowed and apologized, and suddenly a man's surprised voice came to his head: "An An, why are you here?"

The sunshine in late autumn is gentle but not restless, and the scattered light shoots down along the gaps of the sycamore trees on both sides of the campus road, just illuminating the girl's slightly raised face. She is also very pleasantly surprised to see the other person's appearance clearly.

"Brother Wei Yan..."

When a person who has disappeared for many years suddenly appears, you can magically call out the other person's first and last name.

Wei Yan was a student Fang Qing taught a few years ago. At that time, he was always the most rebellious child in the class because he lost his parents. Fang Qing, who was in charge, often took Wei Yan to his home for dinner. Getting to know each other, Xiao Jiangan was still in junior high school at the time, Wei Yan left the city because he was admitted to university, and now old friends meet again, but it's a pity that Fang Qing, the only one who connects the two, has already left the city.

After graduating, Wei Yan and a few classmates started a business together and made great achievements. This time, he came to Jiang’an’s school as a partner of the school. The person in charge of the school office is taking Wei Yan to visit the school. The reckless little girl bumped into her while walking, and later found that the two seemed to know each other, and the head of the school who was about to reprimand her immediately withdrew her expression.

Wei Yan looked down at Jiang An's frightened appearance, with youthful eyes like a lamb, and memories flooded him. He seemed to have returned to the summer full of cicadas. I took a hot bath in that small rental house of tens of square meters, and as soon as I opened the bathroom door, I saw a little girl with a round face holding two popsicles, one green and one pink.

The girl was wearing a blue school uniform, with an immature face, and she called out in a sweet voice: "Brother, do you want to eat?"

At this time, Fang Qing's voice came from the kitchen, "An'an, come and serve the dishes, we are going to eat!"

In that sweaty summer, young and ignorant, he was sitting at the small dining table, eating the green vegetables that Fang Qing picked up for himself. The 1.8-meter-long man was about to bury his head in the bowl, his eyes drooping, and tears filled his eyes.

It seemed that the past six years of being alone were a mirage. It turned out that he also longed for home.

After learning the news of Fang Qing's illness and death, Wei Yan immediately followed Jiang An to visit his teacher.

"Sorry, I am late."

After visiting Fang Qing, Wei Yan drove Jiang An back to school with a gentle breeze.

"Are you still living in the old housing area?" Wei Yan asked, turning the steering wheel gently.

Jiang An's gaze turned from the window back to the man on the other side. The exquisite lines outlined the beautiful side face, and he was dressed in an elegant gray suit jacket. He didn't look like the rebellious boy who was eating at his own home back then.

"Well, I still live in the school most of the time now." Jiang An replied truthfully.

When the car was turning, a group of students from school came across the road. Wei Yan tightened the steering wheel and waited for them to pass by.

Wei Yan turned his eyes to Jiang An, who was in his twenties, with fair skin and a pink face. For a moment, he seemed to feel that the person in front of him overlapped with the little girl who gave him a popsicle again, Xing'er The same eyebrows, lips like cherries.

"What's your plan next?" Wei Yan recovered and turned around in surprise and stepped on the accelerator again.

"Let's keep learning!"

The car drove all the way to the school gate, Wei Yan reached out and handed Jiang An a business card, "An An, come to me if you need anything, my house here is under renovation, and I will pick you up when it is installed, don't worry, If I have a bite of food, I won’t be hungry and I can’t live in An’an.”

"An An."

"My home is safe."

Such an intimate address, Jiang An was stunned when he heard it. How long had it been since he heard such a gentle call.

"An'an, the teacher and you took me in before. Now that the teacher is gone, I should take good care of you for her, so don't reject me, okay?" He put the suit jacket on Jiang An's body.

The rustling of the wind is the sound of leaves falling, the sound of the heart being lifted.

　Dr. Gao: I heard that someone poached me?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)