Chapter 27:

Meng Xintang looked around: "On the bridge?" Then he pointed to the sky through the windshield in front: "You can see the stars today."
Shen Shiyan leaned on the steering wheel and leaned forward, crooked her neck to look at the sky, there really were stars.
When the car was moving forward, Shen Shiyan pressed the window on her side, and Meng Xintang opened the player.
Shen Shiyan heard the familiar melody, which was the one Meng Xintang asked at the wedding day. "Ifoundyou". He glanced at the display, not the radio, but the downloaded music.
Meng Xintang has completely lowered the window of the co-pilot. The weak wind filled the inside of the car at once, and chuī scattered the stuffiness accumulated in Shen Shiyan's chest.
He clearly felt the thoughtfulness and companionship of Meng Xintang, and he was modest and worthy of nostalgia. It was as if he suddenly encountered an unfriendly rain on the way. He was as usual, too lazy to support an umbrella, and didn't want to avoid, thinking that a person walked calmly, and always walked through this rain. But a man suddenly appeared beside him, staying with him without holding an umbrella, staying calm with him. Carrying it side by side is probably the feeling.
The bridge was newly built because it crosses the water and has lights and scenery. People often come for walks at night. As soon as Shen Shiyan and Meng Xintang walked up, they ushered in a wind that disturbed their hair. Shen Shiyan took a sip and carried her back.
"Walking with my parents when I was young, if the wind blows, my mother and I will walk backwards, and my father will help us to see the way."
Under the dim light, Meng Xintang looked at Shen Shiyan, a step away, and said, "You go backwards, I'll help you see."
Meng Xintang's voice is very low, which is Shen Shiyan's favorite tone. With his standard accent and slow tones, it is particularly striking, like the night talk in the winter in a furnace.
Shen Shiyan blinked and smiled lazily.
The two kept pace and no one spoke.
Perhaps because of the strong wind today, there are not many people on the bridge, but there will be such a couple of snuggles together over a distance, or old classmates who are reunited after a long time to talk. Meng Xintang found that when Shen Shiyan passed by them, he would always look at their backs, with an attitude of appreciation.
They stood in the open space, Shen Shiyan pulled his hand out of his pants pocket, and put his arm on the railing. Meng Xintang stood aside and looked, and the more he looked, the more he couldn't open his eyes.
"Look at me gān?" Shen Shiyan was still staring, but asked with a smile.
Meng Xintang coughed, turned his head back, learned Shen Shiyan, and put his arm on the railing. I felt strange and uncomfortable when I caught it, and then pulled my arm down and put it in my pocket.
"I seem to be a little bit disadvantaged today," Shen Shiyan said suddenly.
Meng Xintang is unknown so ask why.
Shen Shiyan turned her head with a smile and replied, "There was a fine wine that day, not today."
It was their first greed, that day Meng Xintang was talking, and Shen Shiyan was a listener.
Meng Xintang laughed out: "You can buy it now."
Shen Shiyan shook her head and asked, "Do you have smoke?"
Meng Xintang was surprised that within a second, he found a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. He opened the lid and shook. Shen Shiyan pulled out the one that stretched out, pinching her fingers, and passed it to Meng Xintang.
The wind is strong and the smoke is not so good. The heads of the two people are put together, and a small square horn is separated. There is a small flame in the hall, which illuminates the two faces together. Meng Xintang covered the flame of the lighter with his hand, and lit the cigarette lighter of Shen Shiyan.
The wind was so drenched that the smoke ring could not be formed. As soon as he opened his mouth, a cloud of fog disappeared immediately. This is the second time Meng Xintang saw Shen Shiyan smoking.
"The performance of Yanwu is tomorrow night. Let's go by then?"
"Well," Meng Xintang should come down, and after another two seconds, he asked again, "why ... why is he so resistant to the hospital?"
This environment is too suitable for chatting, Meng Xintang did not hold back, and did some snooping things.
Shen Shiyan took two more breaths in silence, and the star staring at the cigarette slowly faded.
"He doesn't want me to be a doctor," Shen Shiyan said after the silence. "For some reason, his relationship with his parents is not good. In his opinion, my parents should be more like his parents."
Shen Shiyan paused and asked, "I haven't told you my father, have you?"
Meng Xintang thought about it and said, "You said that your father would buy a flower for your mother every day when he went home."
"Well, that's the case, they've always been very làng. My father is also a doctor, respiratory medicine." It should be because of his parents, Shen Shiyan has become a lot softer, "He is a great doctor. "
"I remember especially clearly that SARS, he has been on the front line from the beginning without knowing it. It may be because he is a doctor in the breath, his protective measures are better, and he is fortunate not to be infected. Later SARS Now, many TV stations and newspapers have reported him, saying that he is a hero. "
The general content of this remark has been heard from Meng Xinchu's mouth. However, after listening to Shen Shiyan's remarks, he still respected him. He had never had the pleasure of meeting Shen Shiyan's father, but thinking back to the person who laughed at the water basin in that painting, regardless of the life and death of those who cling to the front line, who can educate such a Shen Shiyan should be worth looking up of.
"He died because of a doctor. The group actually went to a young doctor. My father helped him and was stabbed several times. He couldn't even rescue him."
The smoke in my hand was lit by the wind, as if fluttering, shouting at why. But when it was over, it was dark again, leaving only endless sadness.
Meng Xintang dropped his arm unconsciously.
By this time, Shen Shiyan was still calm. He took the cigarette to his mouth, took a sip, and then twiddled his lips mockingly: "I did not lose to SARS, but I lost to the people."
The night breeze seemed to be suddenly cold, and also brought the people in the night cold.
Meng Xintang leaned unconsciously towards Shen Shiyan, looking at his trembling lips and asking, "Are you okay?"
Shen Shiyan nodded and raised an eyebrow: "It's all right."
"Actually I'm okay. I have accepted everything for a long time. Don't you see that I'm still a doctor. It's just noon, when he was there and witnessed the whole process. When I arrived at the hospital, he was full of faces It was blood lying beside my father and crying ... And, probably, less than a year after my father died, my mother also died, and lovesickness became a disease. "
The tragic past has surpassed Meng Xintang's imagination. In the end, a man-made accident can destroy several people. Just a few words seemed to be heavy. He was out of breath, and took a deep breath by pressing himself.
Shen Shiyan remembered Xu Yanwu's collapse today, and today's pain, suddenly felt like he had experienced another nightmare of the day with him, and the people in the pool of blood had even turned white.
Sore throat and sore eyes. This was the first time he had told this story to others, but he couldn't make it all in one go. The words were lingering here, and he couldn't get it back.
Meng Xintang was a hand on his shoulder.
Shen Shiyan turned her head to look at him, her eyes were silent and she didn't even feel the pain. He smiled at Meng Xintang and told him he had nothing to do.
"So I haven't been to the hospital for so many years, and I'm very disgusted with my doctor."
Meng Xintang can understand that in an accident, he lost two of his close relatives, and witnessed the death of Shen Shiyan's father with his own eyes. No one can accept it.
"It is also reasonable," Meng Xintang said.
After speaking, he thought that Xu Yanwu was still like this, then Shen Shiyan, it was his biological parents, and he even faced a situation similar to his father today.