After leaving the hospital, I did not take a taxi back to the rental house immediately, but lit a cigarette in the late autumn wind and walked aimlessly on the street. In a daze, I was wondering when the name "Han Yue" started to affect my emotions, which made me not only feel guilty, but more sad.

Could it be that seed germinated in my heart after all?

The wind on the street became even stronger, and I rubbed my arms and realized that it was time to go home.

...

Tomorrow is a weekend, so I can relax, so on the way back to the rental house, I bought a few bottles of wine and a bag of peanuts and went back, planning to drink some with Yang Fan.

When I returned to the rental house, as soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of smoke came to my nose. At this time, Yang Fan turned his back to me, holding a bottle of wine in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand. Unexpectedly, he was already drinking it, but looking at his lonely back, he was also worried.

"A coincidence, I bought wine, let's drink it together." I put the things on the table and sat down next to him.

He smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "What's wrong? Are we 'we both fallen into the world'?"

While tearing a bottle of beer, I said, "Are you planning to drink quietly or pour bitter water on each other?"

He pondered for a while and said, "You talk first and see who is a little miserable."

I pondered for a while, lit a cigarette, and then roughly told Yang Fan about what happened to Han Yue and others in the hospital at night. In fact, it is easy to talk about things, but the difficult thing is the mood when encountering things, which is difficult to describe.

He blew up the ashes and said, "I've said it long ago. If you like her, she likes you too, but you just refuse to admit it and dare not say what you think to her."

"Maybe it's not like it, I just feel that sometimes I like the feeling when I'm with her... Forget it, I won't talk about me, it's your turn, let's talk about it."

Yang Fan picked up his bottle and touched it in front of me. Then he took a sip of the wine himself and said, "Yang Le (Yang Fan's younger brother) took the exam for a second-tier university. I've given the tuition fee soon. Now I asked my family to buy a computer with money. I gritted my teeth, or did I give it to me."

"Then what?"

"You know my family's financial situation. He took an exam for a school with such expensive tuition. There are more places to spend in the future. As for me, my ability is not very big, and I don't make much money... A few days ago, the leader of our company wanted to transfer the director of our department to Chongqing to develop and set up a branch. He was the general manager. Our director talked to me, and he said he was optimistic about me and wanted to take me to Chongqing to develop."

I raised my hand and signaled Yang Fan to stop first, so I added: "Let me guess what happened next: what your director told you made you moved, so after going back, you told Xu Qing what he thought, but she didn't agree with you to go, but you are the best opportunity for your career to rise at the moment, so you are in a dilemma, right?"

Yang Fan patted my shoulder hard, nodded and sighed: "You still understand me! Our director is a woman in her thirties. I heard that she divorced in the first half of this year because of her career... These are her private affairs, I don't care, but objectively speaking, a woman who can reach the position of director at around thirty years old is now transferred to be the general manager of the branch. Do you think that following such a person will have no good development prospects?"

"When will she be transferred?"

"At the end of this month, she will go to Chongqing when the National Day holiday is on."

"Then you have about a week to think about it..." I paused and said in a suggestive tone: "Let's do this, the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. You have an appointment with Xu Qing and Wen Shuya, and I will invite Qi Min and Xu Mengjun again. On the surface, it is a meeting with a bureau, but in fact it is a cover for you. You can take this opportunity to have a good talk with her."

He pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and replied, "Just make arrangements... OK, let's not talk about this anymore. The drinks from the bar and the frozen wine will be 'hot'."

The next Saturday, after lunch, I was half lying on the sofa, holding my phone, opening the chat interface with Han Yue, deleting and writing, but I didn't send the information. In fact, it was just a very simple sentence. I just wanted to ask her father how his surgery was, but what happened in the hospital that day made me hesitate.

At this time, Yang Fan walked over, looked at me speechlessly, and said in a contemptuous tone: "You have been idle here for almost half an hour. Isn't there just a message? So what can I do if I send it out? I'm hesitant."

I was stunned for a while, and finally gritted my teeth and sent the message: "How is the uncle's situation? Is the operation going well?"

After a moment, Han Yue replied to me: "Thank you, the operation went smoothly."

I breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "That's good." We both tacitly did not mention anything else, but Han Yue didn't say anything else to me, and the brief chat between the two ended like this. But I had already got the answer I wanted to know, and it would be great to know that her dad was fine.

Seeing that I was fine, Yang Fan asked again: "Did you tell them about the Mid-Autumn Festival game you mentioned last night?"

"I'm in touch now, there should be no big problem, don't worry, but you have to say it yourself." After that, I gestured to him with a "ok" gesture to him, indicating that he can rest assured.

"OK."

...

Two days passed, and the Mid-Autumn Festival on Monday came as scheduled. Before that, I had already made an appointment with everyone I had to make appointments and the venue had been found. It was in a resort in Conghua District. After getting up in the morning, Yang Fan and I took a car over. Xu Qing and Wen Shuya and the others drove there. We were different. Unlike those who had cars, they could drive their own cars at any time.

After an hour, we finally arrived at the destination. Qimin and Xu Mengjie had arrived, but Xu Qing and the others arrived last. It was around 10 o'clock in the morning. After a few simple conversations, we started to divide the work and cooperated. We went to the woods to find some dry firewood and cooked ourselves at noon. It looked like the life of cooking when we were a child. I missed it very much.

They are all in pairs of division of labor, and I, a single person, seemed a little embarrassed, so I had to join Wen Shuya in the end, but why do I feel that they did this on purpose?

All of them went out to clean up the firewood on the other side. Wen Shuya and I stayed. She was responsible for washing the vegetables, and I was responsible for cutting vegetables and ingredients.

"Cheng Ting, you deliberately organized this Mid-Autumn Festival game for Yang Fan?" She washed a baby cabbage and put it in a basin, with a confident smile on her face. She felt that she must have guessed it.

I picked up a baby cabbage from the basin, cut it off with one size fits, and said, "It's really 'uninteresting' to get along with someone like you who are smart and careful. You can see through anything."

She smiled: "That means I guess it's right?"

"Let's not talk about this for now, I just want to ask, what do you think about the matter between the two of them?"

She thought for a while and replied: "Yu Yangfan said that their director wanted to transfer him away, which is indeed a great opportunity to make a breakthrough in career promotion; Yu Xuqing said that her reading sharing session has been getting better and better now, and she is preparing for the new book launch conference recently. What she is worried about is that she has a long-distance relationship with Yang Fan from now on. For a person who is in a relationship for the first time, long-distance relationship is difficult to accept. So, I maintain a neutral attitude towards their affairs."

"However, Xu Qing's career belongs to the online literary route, and her position has little impact on her. If she wants, she can consider developing in Chongqing with Yang Fan. Isn't this a good thing?"

"You men are all the same!" Wen Shuya frowned and looked at me dissatisfiedly. After a while, she relaxed and said in a relaxed tone: "Yang Fan has said this to her before. In fact, Qingqing has not considered it, but do you understand women's thoughts? If Yang Fan can express it more tactfully, or think about Qingqing first and think from her perspective, maybe Qingqing would agree, and the two wouldn't have a fight."

After Wen Shuya said this, I admire her more for her delicacy. She is also an outsider, but she is far from seeing it clearly.

I looked at her with admiration and said, "Shuya, I think if you open an account called 'Emotional Consultation Room', you will definitely have many fans!"
Chapter completed!