Chapter 1050 Where do we not meet in life
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Chapter 1050: Where can we meet in life
The night is getting darker.
After Tang Jiyang drove away from the Medical University, he did not return to the Tang family.
He has a villa on the Third Ring Road, and the villa is only a dozen minutes' drive from the hospital where Xiaozhou was internship. They have lived here for a while, although it is very short, but it is a time that he cannot forget in his life.
Such a wonderful time even makes people reluctant to touch and recall.
The car slowly drove into the closed community, and the community was full of green trees. In a short while, the garden was filled with spring and fragrance of flowers.
The car stopped in front of a single-family villa. He walked into the house and the nanny Aunt Li was not sleeping yet.
Aunt Li was the one he invited to take care of Xiaozhou.
Xiaozhou is not very good at taking care of himself, and he is also very busy, so they hired an aunt to take care of her daily life.
At that time, the agency recommended a girl in her twenties, but Xiaozhou refused.
She said: "What should I do if my husband is so handsome, so I am fascinated by the little girl."
Tang Jiyang just smiled at her imagination.
Later, Xiaozhou hired Aunt Li, and Tang Jiyang always followed her wishes.
Later, Xiaozhou left and he did not fire Aunt Li.
Or, he still didn't give up and thought she would come back.
Tang Jiyang took a shower, was sleepless and stood alone in front of the window and smoked.
The night was cold, and he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a distinct temperament, as if there was a sense of coldness in his bones, and the dark and cold night outside the window seemed to have become his foil.
"Why are you smoking again? Miss Zhou doesn't like smelling the smoke the most." Aunt Li walked over, muttered, and placed the teacup she was holding on the tea table.
Tang Jiyang hesitated and turned around, silently, and flicked the ashes on his fingertips.
Xiaozhou studied medicine and did not like to smell the smell of smoke. At that time, he did not smoke.
In the year after Xiaozhou left, Tang Jiyang learned how to smoke and drink.
"It's getting late, go and rest." He extinguished the cigarette butt and said calmly.
Aunt Li went back to her room.
Tang Jiyang planned to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, but at this time, the doorbell rang.
Tang Jiyang went to open the door. The moment the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol came to his face.
A heavy body fell in, and Tang Jiyang frowned and avoided.
The person who came staggered and almost fell to the ground. "Tang Jiyang, you want to kill me..."
Tang Jiyang frowned and looked at him with a slightly dark face.
The person who came was Mingcheng, his childhood friend, and now he is his special assistant.
"Oh, I almost forgot that you have a cleanliness obsession and don't let anyone touch you." After Mingcheng said that, he held the wall with his hand and staggered in, falling head-on on the sofa.
Tang Jiyang closed the door silently, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to him.
After drinking half a glass of water in one breath, Mingcheng started to be drunk and cried and shouted: "Tang Jiyang, I'm broken up again..."
Tang Jiyang reached out and pressed his temple, feeling a little impatient. This year, Mingcheng had dozens of heartbroken fingers that he had broken hearts. Every time he broke hearts, he was drunk and crazy. The next day, he was like nothing else, so he happily searched for the next spring.
Sometimes, Tang Jiyang envies him.
If he could get drunk, it would be great if he could sober up, and after he sobered up, he would pretend that nothing had happened.
No pain, no injury.
"I'll ask Aunt Li to clean up the guest room. If you have enough trouble, you will have to rest early." Tang Jiyang finished speaking, and stood up and left.
The next morning.
Tang Jiyang sat at the table and ate breakfast. Halfway through, Mingcheng appeared in a refreshing mood.
Aunt Li brought him a cup of hot milk.
"Thank you Aunt Li." Mingcheng took the milk, took a few sips, grabbed a piece of toast bread from the plate, and bit it in big mouthfuls. "I vomited so much last night that I was so bleak that I was vomiting. I felt so uncomfortable."
"I know I feel uncomfortable, so drink less next time." Tang Jiyang said.
"Aren't I heartbroken? My stomach is uncomfortable, but my heart is not uncomfortable." Mingcheng covered his heart with his hands and said with an exaggerated look on his face.
Tang Jiyang ignored him.
Mingcheng continued to eat breakfast and said while eating: "Are you really planning to marry that Fang Zixin? You can't describe it as a fit or not. You are simply people from two worlds. Even if she was injured because of you, you want to compensate her, and you can solve it with money. There is no need to put people in."
Mingcheng kept chattering, Tang Jiyang was drinking milk on his own, not talking, as if he hadn't heard anything he said at all.
Mingcheng put down the half-bitten slices of bread and raised his smiley eyebrows: "Tang Jiyang, do you know there is a word called "by accident. Sometimes life is very dramatic. Maybe you just got married to Fang Zixin and Xiaozhou came back. What are you going to do then? Are you leaving again? The people of the Fang family are not that easy to pass."
Tang Jiyang's hand holding the cup trembled violently, and a sad look flashed through his deep eyes, but he quickly returned to peace.
The news that he was going to get married has been released for more than two months. If she wanted to come back, she would have been back long ago.
He waited for three years, and it was enough to wait from hope to despair.
If she really comes back after he gets married, it can only prove that their fate is not enough.
"You have been talking too much recently." Tang Jiyang put down the milk cup in his hand and stood up and left.
When he appeared again, he was already wearing a well-tailored suit, a tall figure, and a cool temperament. He was placed on his feet with a dark brown business suitcase.
Mingcheng then remembered that their flight to City C this afternoon was auctioning a piece of land there, with hundreds of millions of land, and they needed to conduct on-site inspections in person.
"You have half an hour to prepare." Tang Jiyang glanced at his watch and said.
"Fuck!" Ming Cheng lowered his curse, threw down the bread slices in his hand, and ran back to the guest room.
Wash, change clothes, stuff your suitcase, and thirty minutes later, the human-devil-like dog-like appearance appeared in the living room and set off...
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City C originally scheduled for a three-day trip, but it was delayed for two days due to Mingcheng's sudden gastric hemorrhage.
High-end ward of C City First Hospital.
Mingcheng was lying on the hospital bed, his face was slightly pale, and his hands were pillowing behind his head, and he was in good spirits.
Tang Jiyang sat next to the hospital bed, holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other. His slender and beautiful palms, his long fingers with distinct joints, and his silent apple-cutting actions were all very elegant and beautiful.
Tang Jiyang put the peeled apple skin aside. Seeing this, Mingcheng reached out to get the peeled apple, but Tang Jiyang stopped him.
"Your stomach cannot be eaten." Tang Jiyang said in a low voice, taking a bite on the apple.
"Fuck." Ming Cheng cursed again. It turned out that Mr. Tang had peeled the apple for him to eat. He was self-indulgent and waited for so long for so long.
"Drink porridge." Tang Jiyang handed him a bowl of warm porridge.
Mingcheng was drinking porridge, with a resentment on his face, and his mouth was about to fade out of his head.
Halfway through a bowl of porridge, the door of the ward was knocked from outside, and the doctor conducted a routine round.
The director of the internal medicine department was here today, followed by two interns and nurses.
When Mingcheng saw the person coming, he was stunned and smiled with a smile on his lips, looking at the show, and turned his head to look at Tang Jiyang.
Chapter completed!