[Net Match] Master, your wooden fish is gone

Chapter 22 Sauvignon Blanc

Chapter 2·Sauvignon Blanc·Enter My Lovesickness Door

Shang Xi's eyes were like a torch, and he grabbed Song Chao in the crowd, and bumped into Song Chao's peach blossom eyes. The soldier who was always cold and calm in front of him couldn't help but pause.

For many years, I can only kiss the pair of watery eyes wantonly when I dream back at midnight, but when I wake up from the dream, there is only nothingness and a lingering sense of loss in my heart.

Shangxi knew that he was wrong, he knew why Song Chao escaped, but he couldn't help but always wanted to ask why he was so cruel to him and refused to even see him.

He remembered that when he got married and had a child, but only wanted to stay in the special forces, he was desperately on a mission and didn't want to go home. When Shangxi was injured on a mission, he held the phone and said in a hoarse voice that he wanted to see Song Dynasty. , the man was silent for a moment and finally said with a smile: "You have wives and children, so I won't go back to see you, lest you cry in my arms and damage your glorious image."

In fact, Shangxi’s injury is not too serious, but he cannot be discharged from the hospital. Shangxi is unwilling to tell his family, but the nurses in the military hospital are very nice. I can eat porridge, but later I have various soups and light side dishes.

And that day Shangxi just said something casually, is he getting better soon?I really want to eat fried rice.

As a result, the thermos was full of fried rice the next day.

And the white cut beef he likes to eat.

Shangxi had an urge to worship the master in the canteen. After eating for almost two weeks, he really wanted to poach the master back to his home, or to the special forces.

The little nurse explained that his wound has healed, and he will be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow after another day of observation.

Shangxi tasted a piece of beef and asked sincerely, "Can I take your chef away?"

The little nurse blinked her eyes, her voice faltered after a pause, "Well, you should discuss it with the chef." After speaking, she ran away without a trace.

Shang Xi rubbed his head, he was just joking, why did he run so fast?

Taking a bite of the fried rice with a spoon, Shang Xi was stunned.

After taking another bite of fried rice, Shang Xi stood up abruptly.

I knocked off the medical record book hanging on the infusion stand, and when the wind blew, the familiar fonts came into view.

Shangxi couldn't care less, picked up the medical records and ran outside.

People in the corridor couldn't help but look sideways in shock.

In the middle of winter, it was freezing and snowy outside, and Shang Xi, who was only wearing a hospital gown because the heater was turned on in the room, stood in the snow and kept calling Song Chao's name after looking around the doctor's office and no one was there.

It's a pity that the north wind howled past, and his voice was also swept away in sevens and eighties, leaving only the suppressed panting after exhaustion.

In the end, several people hurriedly dragged him back to the ward.

Shangxi flipped through the medical records with trembling hands—except for the first day, the handwriting after that was all from the Song Dynasty. He looked at the little nurse with some hope on his face and asked, "When did he leave?"

Seeing the expression on the face of the always optimistic man at this moment, the little nurse pursed her lips and said, "One hour ago, I walked straight in the army."

The little nurse didn't dare to stay any longer, and when she looked in through the transparent glass, she saw the tall man curled up, slowly eating the cold fried rice bite by bite.

Since then, Shang Xi has become much more stable, and he no longer goes on missions as if desperately. After he was promoted to a senior colonel, he returned to the regular combat unit.

It's just that there is a sequela, he doesn't eat fried rice anymore, although the fried rice that was cold ten years ago was really unpalatable, even though it was mixed with frost dregs and cold tears hanging on his stubble , but he still didn't want to forget that taste.

He still remembered that when he was a child, he won a fight with the children in the compound, and after being ordered by the old man to stand for punishment, he was dragged over by Song Chao to give him medicine.When the medicine touched the wound, the pain was tearing and tearing.Shang Xi, who looked like a little tiger in front of outsiders, cried so much in front of Song Chao, saying that he didn't want to apply medicine and wanted to eat fried rice.Song Chao had no choice but to make fried rice without soy sauce first. He said, you can’t eat soy sauce if you are injured. Song Chao, who is 12 years old, can’t actually cook, but he thought about Shangxi’s taste. Just pressed the rice to make some crispy rice crackers, smashed them and stir-fried them evenly in the rice grains.However, when Song Chao handed it to Shang Xi, he said that if he dared to get hurt again in the future, he would not give you fried rice.

Then the half-grown child laughed through his tears, and asked Song Chao to give him medicine while eating fried rice.

After that, Shangxi still fought but the wounds became less and less. The fried rice of Song Dynasty also continued to improve, but because there was no recipe at all, Song Dynasty always improved it according to Shangxi's taste.

Shang Xi recognized it at the first bite.

Listen to what the little nurse said, that handsome doctor came here in the middle of the night, but he can't tell you.

All the materials of the special forces must be filed and cannot be taken away privately. Shangxi, who has never looked for various uncles, is the first time to ask for a relationship. The only request is to take the medical records away.

Enter my Acacia door, know that I am sad.

Shangxi once laughed at the girls at that time, always copying poems about love and love in a small notebook, but after being far away from that lush age, he knew the meaning behind it.

You can let it go if you don't see it, the pain will hurt, even if the wound will never heal, only you know.And when I saw it, I couldn't bear to leave anymore.

***

When the dean greeted him enthusiastically, Song Chao felt that his whole body was split in two, and he shouted to leave quickly, otherwise he would be in trouble.While the other half stayed firmly in place, they...haven't seen each other in 17 years?

In 17 years, the time they grew up together was only 17 years.

He followed Shangxi like a dream, listening to the dean enthusiastically introducing the projects in the courtyard to Shangxi, but he couldn't take his eyes off that person.

Looking up at Shangxi's back, it seemed that the last time he saw his back was at the wedding 17 years ago, he could only watch helplessly as people in suits and leather shoes followed others onto the red carpet.

He only remembered that as the best man, when he gave the ring to Shangxi, his fingertips were colder than the ruthless platinum ring.

His hands were shaking unnaturally, Song Chao was afraid that others would see the clues, so he took a step back silently as if giving up in the end, and whispered something to Shang Xi, sorry, it was not very comfortable after the operation.

His gaze fell into Shangxi's eyes, he was helpless but not reluctant, he knew that what that fool said when he was drunk was nothing but nonsense, and even Shangxi himself didn't know what the words he said represented.

That was the last time he looked at Shangxi's back.

But he no longer matched the person in front of him.

At that time, Shangxi panicked, took his hand and asked, "Ah Chao, are you unhappy? Are you sure you won't leave?"

At the last moment when he walked on the red carpet, he turned his head and looked at Song Chao repeatedly, and said with aggrieved expression: "A Chao, I'm so panicked, you will really be behind me, right?"

Song Chao smiled at that time, rubbed his hair that was not dominated by hairspray, and gave a soft "hmm".I silently added a sentence in my heart, if you don't need me, I won't be here anymore.

So, he finished his buddy's duties, stopped drinking, and threw the big boy who was drunk and hugged him and refused to let go into the new house.

Looking at the bride with exquisite makeup, he knew that the other party was innocent, and he knew that everyone was right, it was only his fault, and he shouldn't have delusional thoughts.

Song Chao felt that he was really a bit perverted. He exhausted all his energy and only had alcohol in his stomach, but he sat outside the door and listened to the corner all night.

Hearing Shangxi's panting, his body was also ignited with flames, but his heart seemed to be cut open bit by bit by a blade, well, it's good, the pain went deep into the bone marrow, and now he is just using poison to fight poison and open bones to heal the wound.

Hearing the heaviest panting and muffled sound, Song Chao stopped walking away.

Shang Xi muttered to himself from the poorly sound-insulated door.

"Chaochao...I like you...don't go, don't go, okay?"

Song Chao fled in embarrassment. When he wrote the letter, he thought of Shang Xi's helpless and wronged face the next day, and couldn't help feeling soft.

However, he will have a beautiful wife, filial children, and a bright future.

He understands Shangxi, and what he said after being drunk does not mean that Shangxi understands it himself. How many people can know what they really want in their hearts?I'm afraid that fool still doesn't know what it means to like?But there's nothing wrong with it, at least he knows that he is not wishful thinking and unrequited love.

Song Chao finally added a sentence at the end of the letter, "I'm going to travel around the world, maybe I will find a beautiful girl with blue eyes and long legs, and then give birth to a half-breed child, tsk, why don't you curry favor with your future in-laws and order one Doll dear?"

So, a farewell to 17 years.

***

"This is a knife from the most capable surgeon in our hospital." The dean introduced, and Song Chao, who was named, blinked before realizing that he was talking about himself.

Before he could think of words, Shangxi glanced at him lightly, "I know."

The old dean had nothing to say, so he had to usher him to the prepared banquet, a few steps behind, and said in a low voice: "Don't think he is just a senior, he is only 36 this year and has a bright future, you know the Shang family in Beijing. "

Song Chao couldn't help crying and laughing, but he thanked the old dean for his kindness and nodded.

The old dean patted him on the shoulder, "If you know it, do it well. If you don't like it, you don't like it, but you can't be rubbed by others, right?"

Song Chao knew what he said about Director Wang, and he felt a little helpless when he heard it, but he suddenly felt that his usual clever mind was not enough to turn around.

After the entanglement and hesitation were crushed by the axle of time, there was only joy left.

Song Chao didn't know if everyone was the same as himself. A Xiao who thought about something that didn't belong to him for so many years suddenly appeared in front of him.

During the meal, Song Chao was a bit fuzzy. Firstly, it was hard for him to see Shangxi as a superior leader. Second, he stared at Shangxi’s chopsticks, and said to himself, he likes to eat potatoes, because of the slender and strong honey-colored texture. He pinched the chopsticks with his fingers.Eat another piece of green vegetables, this is Shang Xi's habit, after eating potatoes, he likes to eat a piece of green vegetables, and sure enough, his chopsticks stretched towards the heart of the soup.Well, definitely don't eat carrots, but this time Song Chao's expectations came to nothing, the chopsticks pinched the carrot slices accurately, and the next second, the man leaned over, passed the old dean, and put the vegetables in his bowl .

There was a moment of silence at the table.

Song Chao suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that everyone was eating happily, and he was the only one staring at Shangxi's chopsticks, his ears hidden in his hair couldn't help but turn red.

The dean couldn't help bumping his arm, implying that he should eat quickly. He mistakenly thought that Song Chao's reluctance to make a sound was due to cleanliness. The doctor was more or less concerned about this, and Shang Xi directly used his own chopsticks to pick it up for him. .

If Song Chao knew what was going on in his heart, he would be even more embarrassed, eating in the same bowl, sharing a small popsicle, drinking the same bottle of water, smoking the same cigarette... He would not dislike Shangxi if he disliked anyone.

Song Chao was hesitant because he hadn't figured out what attitude to take towards Shang Xi, as if he didn't know him?That's impossible, he can't even get through his own level, not to mention they were still talking on the phone a few days ago.But when he really had to face it, he suddenly burst into a lot of resentment.

Probably, that person treats himself the same way.

Director Wang, who was sitting across from Song Dynasty, was not so kind. He had already asked. Although this senior colonel has not yet reached the general level, it will be a matter of time, let alone the current head of the Shang family in the capital.Thinking about it like this made my mind active.

36 years old, handsome, promising, the key is - widowed.

In such a comparison, Song Chao, who is a little older than Shangxi and has lost his daughter's face, is particularly obtrusive.

Director Wang poured wine for Shangxi with a smile, "Don't mind the chief, Xiao Song is just too dull, it's not that he dislikes you, so don't take it to heart."

Song Chao was choked by carrot slices, darling, your level of eye medicine is really limited, both of you who grew up under the roots of the imperial city can't see this kind of provocation.

Shang Xi glanced at him coldly, raised his glass and clinked glasses with the dean first. After all, the dean is a major general with professional skills. Although he has no real power, but his military rank is higher than him, this glass of wine should be respected .

The two said a few high-sounding words and talked about the construction of the project.

After half a day of drinking, it was almost time to talk about business, Shang Xi poured himself a glass of wine and toasted Song Chao, licking the corners of his lips, "Brother Chao."

Song Chao blinked his eyes, his eyes were a little watery, in fact, he really wanted to hear that sentence more, Ah Chao.

Or a nickname that the person would only call out when he was drunk.

Sighing inwardly, he calmed down, raised his wine glass and clinked it, "I haven't celebrated your promotion to senior colonel yet, let me make up a glass of wine first."

One sentence proves the close relationship between the two.

There were not many people at the dining table, but they were all senior officials of the hospital, and they were all looking at Song Chao as if they were aliens.And the people brought by Shangxi looked at the legendary adopted son of the Shang family without any trace.

Shangxi's eyes were filled with warmth, this man's voice was better than the one on the phone.

Turning to look at Director Wang, "Actually, I'm here not only for business but also for private affairs. Ah Chao is my god-brother. Thanks to your care during this time."

The mouth is humble, but there is no smile in the eyes.

Director Wang also thought about it, these days, the word Gange has too many meanings, Song Chao's appearance is really uncertain, even his own daughter is the first to take a fancy to Song Chao's face.

If Song Chao is really related to the Shang family, in fact, everyone present would not believe it. If there is a relationship, why can't Song Chao get ahead and act according to their faces?But if you are venting your anger for your little lover, let's talk about it... Before Director Wang can think about it, Shangxi's next sentence shattered all his fantasies.

"My dad said, if you hadn't given Brother Chao a long vacation, Brother Chao wouldn't have time to go back to see his old man. He said he should thank you very much."

Director Wang tilted his body.

The little fool learned badly.There was a smile on the corner of Song Chao's mouth, "Don't say I'm so unfilial, I go back two or three times a year."

Shang Xi put down his wine glass, stared at Song Chao's eyes, his lips moved slightly, "Really?"

I was right about this matter, but Shang Xi was also right, but if we really wanted to talk about it, Song Chao would feel guilty and short of breath. Fortunately, Shang Xi brought the topic back.

A reception banquet, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

When the dean left, he patted Song Chao on the shoulder, and Song Chao felt guilty, "Dean, I didn't mean not to say anything, it's just..."

"Hey, I understand, I understand." Contrary to what Song Chao thought, he thought the dean was angry at him for concealing it, but in fact the dean misunderstood that he was unwilling to bully others.

"Okay, I'm relieved knowing that you won't be bullied." After speaking, he left cheerfully.

Song Chao's heart warmed slightly. When he first came in, he started as an intern doctor. Even though he was well-known in the capital, he knew that the old man's surgery was not particularly difficult. It's just that no one dared to do it. People dare to take that responsibility.When he was an intern, he followed the current dean, and the dean has always been kind to him...

"A Chao."

Song Chao stopped.

In the next second, someone grabbed his shoulders.

Song Chao looked sideways at him helplessly, "Comrade Colonel, hook your shoulders and shoulders, pay attention to the influence."

Shang Xi stared straight at him, the thin red on his neck showed that he had just drank a lot of wine.

Song Chao smiled and tried his best to suppress the trembling that touched his arm, "Cough... Where do you live, I'll take you back to the hotel."

Shangxi exerted a little strength in his arm, and stared at Song Chao without speaking.

Song Chao sighed, "Then shall I take you back to where I live? Or..."

"it is good."

The categorical words made Song Chao choke, and even the chance to pretend he didn't hear was mercilessly deprived.

Song Chao and Shang Xi looked at each other helplessly, the stern man's eyes were only clear and firm, with almost invisible pity.

"Ok."