Chapter 1050

The night deepened.

After Tang Jiyang drove away from the Medical University, he did not return to his home.

He has a villa in the third ring road. The location of the villa is only ten minutes' drive away from the hospital where Xiaozhou practiced. They once lived here for a period of time, although it was very short, but it was a time that he could not forget in his life.

Such a good time, even people are reluctant to touch and recall.

The car slowly drove into the closed community. The community was covered with green trees. Soon, the garden was full of spring and flowers.

The car stopped in front of a single family villa, he walked into the door, nanny Aunt Li has not slept.

He asked Aunt Li to take care of Xiaozhou.

Xiaozhou is not very good at taking care of himself, and he is also very busy, so they asked an aunt to take care of their daily life.

At that time, the agency company recommended a 20-year-old girl, who was declined by Xiaozhou.

She said, "my husband is so handsome. What should I do if he fascinates the little girl?"

For her brain opening, Tang Jiyang just laughs.

Later, Xiaozhou hired Aunt Li, and Tang Jiyang always followed her wishes.

Later, Xiaozhou left. He didn't dismiss Aunt Li.

Or, he still thought that she would come back.

Tang Jiyang took a bath, sleepless, a person standing in front of the window smoking.

The night was cold. Standing in front of the French window, he had a brilliant temperament. It seemed that there was a chill in his heart. The dark and cold night outside the window seemed to be his foil.

"Why do you smoke again? Miss Zhou doesn't like the smell of smoke." Aunt Li came over, muttered, and put the cup on the coffee table.

Tang Jiyang hesitated to turn back, silent, flicked the ash on his fingertips.

Xiaozhou is a medical student and doesn't like the smell of smoke. At that time, he did not smoke.

In the year after Xiaozhou left, Tang Jiyang learned to smoke and drink.

"It's late. Go and have a rest." He put out his cigarette butt and said calmly.

Aunt Li went back to her room.

Tang Jiyang plans to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water. At this time, the doorbell rings.

Tang Jiyang went to open the door. The moment the door opened, he felt a strong smell of wine.

A heavy body fell in, Tang Jiyang frowned to avoid.

One of the visitors faltered and almost fell to the ground. "Tang Jiyang, you want to kill me..."

Tang Jiyang looked at him with a frown, his face slightly heavy.

It's Mingcheng. He's a little girl. Now, he's a special assistant.

"Oh, I almost forgot that you're a cleanliness addict and don't let people touch you." Mingcheng said, holding the wall in his hand, he staggered in and fell on the sofa.

Tang Jiyang closed the door in silence, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

After drinking more than half a glass of water, Mingcheng began to play wine crazy, crying and shouting: "Tang Jiyang, I'm lovelorn again..."

Tang Jiyang stretched out his hand to press the temple, with some impatience. This year, the number of Mingcheng lovelorn ten fingers have been unable to count. Every time I'm lovelorn, I'm drunk. The next day, and nothing like children, happily to find the next spring.

Sometimes, Tang Jiyang envies him.

If only he could get drunk. After waking up, it would be as if nothing had happened.

No pain, no injury.

"I'll ask Aunt Li to clean up the guest room. If you have enough trouble, you'll have an early rest." Tang Jiyang finished, got up and left.

The next morning.

Tang Jiyang sat at the table to have breakfast. Halfway through the meal, Mingcheng was really in a good mood.

Aunt Li brought him a cup of hot milk.

"Thank you, Aunt Li." Mingcheng took the milk, drank a few mouthfuls, then grabbed a piece of toast from the plate and bit it. "Last night, I vomited so much that my stomach was empty. I was so sick."

"I know it's hard. Drink less next time." Tang Jiyang said.

"I'm not lovelorn. If the stomach is uncomfortable, the heart is not Mingcheng hand cover heart, a face exaggeration said.

Tang Jiyang ignored him.

Mingcheng continued to eat breakfast and said, "are you really going to marry Fang Zixin? Between you, you can't be described as fit or not. You are people of two worlds. Even if she was injured because of you at the beginning, if you want to make it up, it can be solved with money. There's no need to take people in. "

Mingcheng chatters incessantly, and Tang Jiyang drinks the milk by himself. He doesn't talk, as if he didn't hear what he said at all.

Mingcheng put down half of the bread slices and folded his smiling brow: "Tang Jiyang, do you know there is a word called Yin Cha Yang CuO. Sometimes life is very dramatic. Maybe you just married Fang Zixin and Xiaozhou came back. What are you going to do? Do you want to leave again? The people of the Fang family are not so easy to deal with. "

Tang Jiyang's hand holding the cup trembled violently, and his deep eyes flashed with a sad look, but he soon recovered calm.

It has been more than two months since the news of his marriage came out. If she wanted to come back, she would have come back long ago.He had been waiting for three years, from hope to despair, which was enough.

If she does come back after his marriage, it can only prove that their fate is not enough.

"You've been talking too much lately." Tang Jiyang put down his milk cup and got up to leave.

When he reappeared, he was already a well tailored suit, tall and straight figure, and cool temperament. There was a dark brown business suitcase at his feet.

Mingcheng just remembered that their flight to C City this afternoon. There is a piece of land over there that is being auctioned. There are hundreds of millions of land. They need to visit it in person.

"You have half an hour to prepare." Tang Jiyang looked at the watch and said.

"Shit Mingcheng low curse a, drop the hand of bread, directly ran back to the guest room.

Wash and gargle, change clothes and stuff the suitcase. Thirty minutes later, the human demon dog appears in the living room. Let's go

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The original three-day trip of C city was delayed for two days due to Mingcheng's sudden gastric bleeding.

High grade ward of the first hospital in C City.

Mingcheng is lying on the bed with pale face and hands behind his head. He is in good spirits.

Tang Jiyang is sitting beside the hospital bed, holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other. His slender and beautiful palm, long finger with clear bones and silent action of cutting the apple are very elegant and beautiful.

Tang Jiyang puts the peeled apple aside. Seeing this, he reaches for the peeled apple, but Tang Jiyang stops it.

"You can't eat your stomach." Tang Jiyang said in a light voice, and took a bite on the apple.

"Shit." Mingcheng cursed again. Tang Shao's apple was cut for himself. He was amorous and waited for so long.

"Congee." Tang Jiyang handed him a bowl of warm porridge.

Mingcheng is drinking porridge, with a face of complaint, the mouth is really going to fade out.

Half a bowl of porridge, the door of the ward was knocked from outside, the doctor's routine rounds.

Today's ward round is the director of internal medicine, followed by two interns and nurses.

When Mingcheng sees the visitor, he is stunned. Then he cracks his mouth and laughs. He looks like a good play and turns to look at Tang Jiyang.

"It's true that we don't meet in life. We can still meet your old rival here."