"These flowers were ordered by Ms. Liu. Happy Holidays!"
Meng Yang's ears turned red.
"Thank you," Meng Yang said softly.
After handing over the flowers, the deliveryman turned and walked towards the stairwell.
Meng Yang called out to him, "You can take the elevator."
The deliveryman scratched his head, "I didn't have an elevator card, and I've gone crazy climbing all those stairs."
"Does your flower shop have branches in other provinces?" Meng Yang asked.
"Yes, yes, are you ordering flowers for Ms. Liu? Just change the location on your food delivery app, and that should do the trick," the deliveryman said with a smile.
"You two have such a good relationship," the young man remarked.
"Thank you," Meng Yang said.
On the afternoon of Qixi Festival, Dr. Liu, who had just come out of the operating room, received a phone call, strode out, and returned to his office carrying a large bouquet of flowers.
Liu Zhi's fair cheeks were tinged with a pretty rosy blush. She walked very quickly, trying to avoid the gaze of passersby.
When I finally got to the office, my colleagues all cast curious glances my way.
"Was it a gift from a patient?" the female doctor sitting next to Liu Zhi asked.
Liu Zhi didn't answer; her ears turned even redder.
"That doesn't seem likely. The patient wouldn't send roses, would they?" someone interjected. "Isn't today Qixi Festival (Chinese Valentine's Day)?"
"Dr. Liu is keeping it so secret! You have a girlfriend but you didn't tell anyone," a colleague joked.
Liu Zhi pursed her lips, looking somewhat embarrassed.
The sparkle in the eyes of several male doctors in the office vanished instantly.
Later, Meng Yang and Liu Zhi had a video call.
Liu Zhigang had just stepped off the operating table, his surgical cap still on.
His voice is low and hoarse when he speaks.
Happy Qixi Festival.
Liu Zhi's eyes were tired, but when her gaze fell on Meng Yang, it was very gentle, very gentle.
"Happy Qixi Festival!" Meng Yang sent her a big kiss through the screen.
Liu Zhi chuckled softly.
"Are you getting ready to leave work? It's almost ten o'clock," Meng Yang said.
"Let me sit down and rest for a while." Liu Zhi took off her surgical cap and quickly tidied her hair.
"You've been standing there for hours?" Meng Yang felt a pang of heartache looking at the dark circles under Liu Zhi's eyes.
"It's alright, about six hours," Liu Zhi replied.
"You can't stand like that and develop muscle knots," Meng Yang said, frowning.
"Varicose veins?" Liu Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Um."
"I don't like wearing skirts, it's not a big deal," Liu Zhi said.
"I told you to be kinder to yourself, why are you still like this?" Meng Yang wished he could reach through the screen and massage her legs.
Liu Zhi chuckled softly.
"Next time, bring a high chair and sit by the operating table."
Meng Yang was taken aback. "How come you've become so sarcastic lately?"
"Isn't this good?" Liu Zhiyang smiled.
"Okay, I didn't say it was bad," Meng Yang said helplessly.
"Will this be a quiet time?"
Meng Yang nodded.
"I'll hang up now. You should take a nap while you can."
Liu Zhi understood the hardship of working the night shift, and she didn't want to take away Meng Yang's hard-earned rest time.
“I’m not as busy as you were back then.” Meng Yang rested his phone on the water glass on the table and looked at Liu Zhi while leaning on his arm.
"I really want to hear your voice, and I don't want to hang up at all."
Liu Zhi got up and walked towards her office.
She was looking at the road, and from this angle, Meng Yang could only see her beautiful jawline.
“It’s so empty,” Meng Yang said.
“A little,” Liu Zhi replied.
"It's quiet and empty here, and I'm sleepy and bored."
"Then go to sleep."
"No, I want to watch you."
Liu Zhi felt a mix of sadness and emotion.
"How long will it take to get home from here?" Meng Yang propped his head up.
“I rented a small apartment nearby for a few hundred yuan a month,” Liu Zhi said. “I haven’t been back from here for long.”
Liu Zhi pushed open the office door and walked to her seat.
Meng Yang spotted the flowers she had given him at a glance.
"You never post anything on your WeChat Moments, and when I do, you don't even like my posts," Meng Yang complained.
"Hmm?" Liu Zhi put her phone on the table, unbuttoned her white coat, revealing a black shirt underneath.
“Dr. Liu,” Meng Yang said, “you look so elegant.”
Liu Zhi smiled and brushed aside the hair that was scattered on her cheeks.
"Thanks."
"Oh, Yu, I want to hug and kiss you." Meng Yang buried his head in his arms and hummed a few times.
"Here's a kiss for you." Liu Zhi picked up her phone and pointed the camera at her cheek.
“You can’t do this,” Meng Yang said indignantly.
"What's wrong?" Liu Zhi chuckled.
Meng Yang buried his head in his arms again, and when he looked up again, his hair was a little messy.
"Let's wait until Mid-Autumn Festival," Liu Zhi said.
Meng Yang's cheeks burned.
The distance between them seemed to have ignited Liu Zhi's flirting skills. Meng Yang couldn't stand Liu Zhi's way of flirting with her in a serious and aloof tone.
This pointless conversation continued until Liu Zhi arrived home.
The apartment building hallway was dimly lit.
Even with his eyelids already drooping, Meng Yang still reminded Liu Zhi to be careful and watch his step.
Liu Zhi pushed open the door and said softly, "I've arrived."
There was no movement from Mengyang's side.
Liu Zhi glanced at the screen and saw that Meng Yang had already fallen asleep.
...
At three in the morning, Meng Yang woke up and found that the WeChat call was still going on.
It was dark on Liu Zhi's end. Meng Yang hesitated for a moment and then hung up the call.
She opened her WeChat Moments and found that Liu Zhi had liked her post two hours earlier.
Meng Yang's WeChat Moments refreshed automatically, and he saw Liu Zhi's post from an hour earlier.
"This Qixi Festival [heart emoji]"
This post mentioned Meng Yang.
The accompanying picture shows flowers sent by Meng Yang, and the background is still daytime.
Meng Yang held his phone and smiled foolishly, feeling a warmth in his heart.
Chapter 56 Missing You
Meng Yang and Liu Zhi both took a day off for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Liu Zhi originally planned to go to the capital, but Meng Yang got there first, arriving in Yancheng at four or five in the morning.
Dawn breaks early in Yancheng, so Liu Zhi took a taxi to pick her up.
At the exit, Meng Yang dropped his suitcase and rushed over to hug her. Liu Zhi almost fell over from her weight.
"Didn't we agree that I would return to the capital?" Liu Zhi was both surprised and delighted.
Meng Yang buried his head in her arms, unwilling to look up.
"I came out in my pajamas with just a coat on." Liu Zhi patted her head. "You were so worried."
Meng Yang finally raised his head.
"It's not easy to get Dr. Liu to go out dressed so disheveled."
Liu Zhi tidied her messy hair.
I don't know what to say to you.