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The night was lonely, and the hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant, mixed with the patient's low wheezing and clear cough.Song Sifan sat on the bench outside the emergency room, his eyes downcast, and he rubbed the phone in his pocket.The screen of the mobile phone is occasionally turned on, emitting a faint light in the dark night.

Two hours later, Raymond staggered out with the support of the little nurse.

Song Sifan stood up to meet him, and took Lei Meng from the little nurse.Raymond's allergies didn't improve, but he was able to leave, so he waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

The little nurse was still worried, "Don't eat greasy food, don't eat spicy food, don't eat spicy food, of course you must not touch alcohol! Hey, you must take good care of your daughter-in-law, don't drink like this next time." Too much. And that... don't do strenuous exercise..."

Song Sifan maintained a good demeanor and listened to her chatter, only twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the last sentence, and secretly held Lei Meng's arm hard.Raymond grinned his teeth in pain, his whole body was pimpled by the little nurse's indulgent tone, and couldn't help but interrupt her, "Can we go back?"

The little nurse reluctantly stopped talking, "Okay, go back, remember to have a good rest!"

"Okay, thank you." Song Sifan put Raymond on the chair in the waiting room, and went out to call a taxi by himself.

After finally stopping one in the middle of the night, the taxi driver looked at the well-dressed Song Sifan, then at Lei Meng, who was leaning on Song Sifan in his pajamas, with flimsy steps, and then showed a wretched smile and stabbed him with his elbow. Stabbed Song Sifan in the passenger seat, "Take me back to the hotel to continue playing?"

Raymond: "..."

Song Sifan: "..."

The uncle driver started the car and said with emotion, "Young people nowadays really know how to play! I think we were back then..."

Lei Meng was shocked by the brains of the people in City C, how come one and two are like this, why does he look gay?He retorted feebly, "We're not..."

Song Sifan in the front row ended the topic with one sentence, "Let's drive."

Back at the hotel, both of them were exhausted, and they lay on the bed with all their clothes on, planning to sleep until dawn.

Before going to bed, Song Sifan still remembered worrying about Raymond's health, and asked him, "By the way, when you went out for a night run at night, I booked a flight for tomorrow morning. Do you think it is necessary to change it?"

"No, I can get up. You set the alarm clock. Usually, I won't stay overnight with allergies. I'll be fine when I wake up the next day. Don't worry." Lei Meng answered him in a daze, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that he was confident, Song Sifan set the temperature of the air conditioner, checked the water, electricity, doors and windows, and fell asleep.

The next day Song Sifan was woken up by screams.

"Ahhhhhh why is it still like this!" Raymond looked at the mirror with an unbelievable expression on his face, "This is unscientific! Why hasn't the redness disappeared! How can it not go away! If it doesn't go away, what should I do!"

Song Sifan sat up from the bed, held his forehead and sat quietly for a while before recovering, and walked into the bathroom to check on Raymond's condition.

Raymond's face was swollen like a pig's head, even worse than yesterday, his eyes were squeezed into a slit by the upper and lower eyelids, and he could barely open them.He pouted his sausage mouth and asked eagerly, "Am I still handsome?"

Song Sifan silently looked away, "Is it because you got cold after going out for a night run yesterday?"

"It's possible... I seem to have a bit of a fever. Yesterday the doctor seemed to say that illness and allergies will make the condition worse." Raymond squeezed his cheeks in frustration, and found that he could no longer feel the strength of his fingers. He hung his head slumped, " What can I do? Can the plane ticket be changed?"

Song Sifan looked at the time and threw the last straw that overwhelmed Lei Meng: "It can't be done."

“啊啊啊啊啊啊怎么这样子！”雷蒙崩溃地大叫，眨了眨眯缝眼，可怜兮兮地问，“那我怎么办？”

"If you really think you can't do it, you can refund the ticket and go to the hospital. If you think you can still hold on, go back to city B and see a doctor. Did the doctor prescribe you anti-allergic and swelling medicine yesterday?"

"some."

"Go and eat."

"Oh, that's right!" Lei Meng scrambled and pulled out the medicine bag, trying to identify the instructions for taking it, and drank it according to the dosage. Five minutes later, he put his face under Song Sifan's eyelids, his eyes shone with hope, "Is it better if I do this?"

Facing his unchanged face, Song Sifan really couldn't open his mouth to tell him the truth, struggled a few times, and finally emotion overcame reason, "Yes."

Only then did Raymond go to pack his luggage contentedly.

On the plane, Song Sifan took out the pile of project materials to read again, and Lei Meng tried to stay awake and leaned over, "You haven't read it yet?"

"Well, soon. You take a break, it's still a few hours."

"I'll sleep later. By the way, I suddenly thought of a question..." Lei Meng hesitated for a moment, carefully observing Song Sifan's expression, "Are you really doing this for the project management department?" Although he didn't go deep I understand, but based on the few words Song Sifan revealed to him, I also vaguely guessed that this matter might not be a matter of a department of the project management department.What Song Sifan is doing now may have exceeded the scope of responsibility as the director of the project management department. What exactly does he want to do to block his career future?

Song Sifan turned a page, "That's right."

"Is it? I can understand that it isn't? Then you are for Zia Company?" Lei Meng thought for a while, and felt that Song Sifan was not such a high-minded person, and he would dedicate himself to the company after entering the company.

Then there is only one explanation: "Are you really the legendary inspector?"

Song Sifan turned another page, "It doesn't count."

"It doesn't mean what? Are you or are you not?" Lei Meng scratched his head anxiously, he heard that Song Sifan didn't want to answer, so he had to make indirect remarks, "Let me ask this, did you come to Zia for this matter?" ?”

"No, I just wanted to come to City B, so I just found a job. I only found out about this after I came here." Otherwise, I wouldn't be so passive and let some people be arrogant for so long.

"I didn't want to worry about it at first, but why..." Someone bullied people too much.Song Sifan smiled, a cold chill flashed in his eyes.

People don't offend me, I don't offend others.If someone offends me, give me three points.If someone offends me again, I will cut the weeds and root them out.

Lei Meng shuddered, but his attention was quickly diverted, "Why did you want to come to City B?" He had a flash of inspiration, "For Li Keran?"

Song Sifan remained silent.

Lei Meng also felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he obediently shut up and read the materials with him.Some people were talking softly in the cabin, and some people had already fallen asleep soundly. The only sound between Song Sifan and Lei Meng was the regular swishing sound of turning pages.

"I'm so sleepy..." Raymond couldn't hold on after watching for a while, "Call me when the dining car comes."

"Okay. Do you need a blanket for you?"

"No need, I'll just squint for a while." Lei Meng raised his head and glanced at Song Sifan's side face like a knife. Warm current, maybe I misread it at the beginning, Song Sifan is actually...not bad?

What would have happened if I hadn't switched to Xu Yao at that time, but had directly joined Song Sifan's project management department?Lei Meng murmured, "Song Sifan, you are really..."

Song Sifan listened attentively to the second half of his sentence, Lei Meng tilted his head and fell asleep.

Song Sifan couldn't laugh or cry when he made such a fuss.He stretched out his hand and pressed Raymond's head on his shoulder, resting his fingers in the soft hair for a while, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

After leaving the airport, Song Sifan helped Lei Meng to the parking lot to drive.Having not seen Little BMW for a few days, Lei Meng was inexplicably kind.

"It's better to stay in City B! The people in City C are really weird, what are you thinking about?" Lei Meng muttered with emotion, "I was obviously not like this when I was in City C! Now It’s really a decline in the world, and people’s hearts are not old.”

Song Sifan answered him by honking the horn, "Get in the car."

It was a rare opportunity for Lei Meng to sit in the co-pilot of the little BMW, fasten his seat belt, hold the armrest tightly, and said to Song Sifan with a heroic expression on his face, "I'm ready."

Song Sifan glanced at him, started the car and drove out of the parking lot slowly.When driving to the fork, Song Sifan chose the direction of Lei Meng's house, "I'll see you off first."

"Ah?" During this period of time, there were so many times of entering and exiting at the same time that Lei Meng almost forgot that his home and Song Sifan's home were in two directions from the airport.

As the increasingly familiar scenery flew by outside the window, Lei Meng suddenly thought, should he just go home like this?Before leaving, she clearly promised not to drink, but now that Li Yuping sees her like this, it is very likely that she will kill her relatives right away.

He grabbed Song Sifan who was driving, and the steering wheel was moved by his movement, and the little BMW immediately bent into a twisted S route.Song Sifan straightened the steering wheel quickly with sharp eyes, turned his head and glanced at him coldly, "You've become ugly, so you want to seek death?"

"No...it's not..." Lei Meng was also a little frightened. He swallowed his saliva, but when he got home, there was really no cure. "I...can I ask you a question?"

There was no need to pretend this time, Lei Meng's face naturally showed [-]% sincerity.

Song Sifan raised his eyebrows, his expression seemed to be asking, what's the matter?

Lei Meng scratched his head in embarrassment, took a peek at Song Sifan's expression, and thought about the chances of Song Sifan agreeing.

"Well... can I stay at your house for a few days?"

The author has something to say: First of all, I would like to apologize. Due to the three-dimensional reason, the update has been suspended for two days. I am very sorry for everyone who has been waiting for the update.

I've been very busy and very tired recently, so I won't say anything about it, there's no need to cry.In short, this state may continue for a while, but we will do our best to maintain daily updates.

From this chapter, the plot has a turning point, so the writing is also very slow, and it took a long time to fix.

It will be updated later tomorrow, and the old time will resume on Monday, okay~(づ￣3￣)づ╭