mesbooks Chapter 1303 Yun Rui Juan Chen: Substitute Role
Chapter 1303 Yun Rui Juan Chen: Substitute Role
At three o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiaotang's fingertips hovered on the mobile phone screen for a long time, and finally pressed the send button.
"Xiaotang, have you found the vaccination record of this golden retriever?" A colleague's voice came from the clinic with a hint of impatience.
Yang Xiaotang hurriedly stuffed her phone into the pocket of her white coat and walked over. "Sorry, sorry, I'll look for it right away." As she opened the drawer and searched, her fingertips accidentally brushed against the metal corner of the cabinet, causing her to gasp in pain.
Inattention has been the norm for the past half month. The golden retriever in the clinic suddenly barked in annoyance, broke free from the leash and pounced on him.
Yang Xiaotang didn't have time to dodge, and its claws scratched her arm, leaving a bloody mark and burning pain. "Don't move!" She endured the pain and comforted the dog, but her voice trembled, even though she didn't notice it.
A colleague came over to help hold down the golden retriever, and frowned when he saw the wound on her arm: "Why are you always distracted lately? If you keep going like this, something bad will happen sooner or later."
Yang Xiaotang lowered her head and used iodine to disinfect the wound. The alcohol stung the wound so much that it hurt, but tears fell first.
Who could she blame? Qi Ruixiang for not replying? But he had never promised anything.
It was she who plunged into it, mistaking his occasional politeness for a hint and his casual concern for hope.
As night fell, Yang Xiaotang dragged her exhausted body back to her apartment. As soon as she opened the door, her phone lit up—not a message from Qi Ruixiang, but a group notification from the veterinary hospital, saying they would have to work overtime the next day.
She threw her phone onto the sofa and stared at the ceiling in a daze. In the refrigerator were some groceries from last week, but they were already wilted and in a state of disrepair, just like her current mood.
The phone vibrated at this moment. Yang Xiaotang's heart skipped a beat. He rushed over to grab the phone, but found that it was just a push notification of news.
She smiled self-deprecatingly, opened the dialog box with Qi Ruixiang, and typed and deleted in the input box: "I was scratched by a dog today, it hurts a little."
“Actually, I miss you a lot.”
"Do you hate me?" In the end, I didn't send anything, but just set the dialog box to "Do not disturb messages".
At this time, Qi Ruixiang was pressing Gu Yunxi against the wall of the bedroom.
The moonlight from outside the window shone through the gauze curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on her bare back.
Gu Yunxi's arms were wrapped around his neck, her fingertips were buried in his hair, and her breathing was full of small gasps.
Qi Ruixiang's kiss slid down her collarbone and bit her heart lightly, causing her to shudder.
"Qi Ruixiang..." Her voice was as soft as cotton, moist with emotion.
The desire in Qi Ruixiang's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp.
In the darkness, only the sounds of each other's breathing and heartbeats intertwined together, like a lingering nocturne.
Gu Yunxi's moist eyes like a deer were filled with captivating magic, enough to control all of Qi Ruixiang's reason and emotions. The two blazing fires ignited the beautiful room.
He held her in his arms, his hot breath spraying on her delicate skin, leaving a red mark. The baby's sweat connected the two of them closely together. It has to be said that some things will become more and more addictive once you experience them once!
The next morning, Yang Xiaotang was awakened by the cries of her pet. Her Ragdoll cat had jumped onto the bedside table and was fiddling with her phone with its claws.
The screen was lit, showing the message she had sent at three in the morning, but still no reply.
"Even you come to bully me." She held the cat in her arms, her voice thick with nasal sounds. The cat seemed to sense her sadness and rubbed its head against her chin, making a soft purring sound.
On the way to the pet hospital, Yang Xiaotang was distracted the whole time.
I didn't notice the red light when crossing the road and was almost hit by a bicycle; I paid for breakfast but forgot to take the food;
When she arrived at the hospital, she realized she had put her shoes on backwards. Seeing her like this, her colleagues couldn't help but advise her: "Why don't you take a vacation? You look so bad."
Yang Xiaotang shook her head. She was afraid that if she stopped, the thoughts about Qi Ruixiang would come flooding back like a tide, completely drowning her.
She forced herself to concentrate on her work, giving injections to dogs, combing the cats' hair, and explaining precautions to pet owners, but whenever she had a free moment, her eyes would involuntarily drift to her mobile phone.
She was distracted again while she was shearing a Samoyed in the afternoon.
The scissors accidentally cut the dog's skin. Although the wound was small, the owner kept arguing and making a fuss.
"What's wrong with you doctors? You're not professional at all!" The man's roar echoed in the clinic, and Yang Xiaotang's face turned pale in an instant.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She kept apologizing, tears welling up in her eyes.
In the end, it was the dean who came to the rescue and gave the other party compensation to resolve the matter.
The director called her into his office and said earnestly, "Xiaotang, I know you've been worried lately, but work is work, and if something goes wrong, you have to take responsibility. If you continue like this, you'll not only hurt the pets, but you'll also ruin yourself."
It was already dark when Yang Xiaotang walked out of the dean's office.
She stood at the hospital entrance, looking at the busy streets, and suddenly felt very tired. She took out her phone, looked at the dialog box with Qi Ruixiang, and typed one last time: "Qi Ruixiang, I don't think... I can like you anymore."
This time, she didn't hesitate, pressed the send button, and then blocked all his contact information.
Back at the apartment, Yang Xiaotang threw herself on the bed and let the tears flow out.
She recalled the first time she saw Qi Ruixiang. He was wearing a neat suit, standing at the door of the pet hospital, gently stroking the head of a stray dog.
At that moment, she felt that the whole world was bright. But now, that light turned into a flame that burned her.
The next day, Yang Xiaotang submitted her resignation. The dean didn't try to persuade her to stay. He simply sighed and said, "Think it over. Don't let yourself regret it."
Walking out of the veterinary hospital, the sunlight was a bit dazzling. Yang Xiaotang took a deep breath, feeling a sense of emptiness in her heart, yet also a sense of relief.
She didn't know what the future would be like, and she didn't know when she would be able to get out of the shadow of this relationship, but she knew that she couldn't go on like this.
At this time, Qi Ruixiang was busy in the kitchen with Gu Yunxi. He hugged her from behind, helped her cut vegetables, and rested his chin on the top of her head, listening to her talk about the interesting things in Lin Xu's school days.
The phone was placed on the coffee table in the living room. The screen lit up, indicating a new message, but he didn't even turn his head...
When Yang Bin pushed open his daughter's door, a strong musty smell hit him in the face.
The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking out the afternoon sun, and the room was as dark as evening.
Yang Xiaotang curled up in the corner of the bed, holding the ragdoll cat in her arms, her hair messy and stuck to her face, staring at the wall with empty eyes, and she didn't even notice her father coming in.
"Xiaotang." Yang Bin's voice was a little tense. He walked over and pulled open the curtains. Bright light suddenly poured in. Yang Xiaotang subconsciously shielded her eyes with her hands, a muffled sob coming from her throat.
There was half a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, which had solidified into lumps. Next to it was a plastic bag filled with bread. The packaging bag was still unopened, obviously it was delivered yesterday.
"It's been three days, and this is all you've eaten?" Yang Bin picked up the bowl of porridge, and his fingertips touched the coldness of the porcelain bowl, and his heart felt like something was pulling at it.
My daughter has loved to laugh since she was a child. When she worked in a pet hospital, even if she was scratched by a dog, she would smile and say "It's okay". But now she is like a plant that lacks water, and even her leaves are wilted.