In the winter when he was seventeen years old, Chen Wanzhou disappeared. No warning, no goodbye.
Then she didn't want to anymore. Senior year of high school, college entrance examination, medical school, internship, and becoming a full-time student. Life is filled to the brim.
Seven years.
We met again in the hospital corridor. Someone stopped her: "Doctor Xu."
She turned back, took a glance, and continued walking forward.
"Xu Yan."
She paused and turned around, with a standard professional smile on her face: "Hello, may I ask who you are -"
He froze.
"... Chen Wanzhou."
She tilted her head and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I can't remember clearly."
After get off work that day, he appeared in front of me again and handed over a pack of grape-flavored candies.
She lowered her head and glanced: "This is it?"
"You used to like it."
She smiled and said politely, "You remember the wrong person."
Turn around and leave. The steps are steady.
As I turned the corner, my phone vibrated.
A friend request. The avatar is a bunch of grapes.
The verification message has only three words:
"Chen Wanzhou."
She stared at those three words for a long time.
The nurse's station call bell rang.
She stuffed the phone back into her pocket.
No pass, no rejection.
Just leave it hanging.
Purpose: cherish the present moment