Is he teasing me

Chapter 26 Geng Jun's Invitation

After choosing the name, Zhang Moyan seemed to be reincarnated, and returned to the bottom of the post to leave a comment on the layer of Zhou Xia's photo——

It's not very good, Mr. Xiao deserves someone better.

After commenting, she felt like a knight guarding the righteous way, a trace of pride rose in her heart, and she brushed up the third essence post with satisfaction.

The third post is a fantasy post titled "100 Things You Must Do in Love with Mr. Xiao"

Zhang Moyan read one by one with great interest:

1.feed the animals with him

2.rest on his shoulder
3.make him a big breakfast
4.Let's go to the amusement park together
5.Camping in the wild off the beaten track

6.wear his clothes once

……

34. Hand in hand pressing the road
35. Kissing under an umbrella on a rainy day

……

79. Live with him
80. Falling asleep with him
81. Sleeping in bed together on weekends

……

99. A grand wedding announcement enters the marriage hall

100. Have lots of kids.

Zhang Moyan has never known that there are so many things to do in a relationship. She firmly believes that if she has not had a few unforgettable relationships, she will never be able to write such a work full of details, so she can't help but feel sorry for the Xiao family who wrote this post. Small wax gourd 'worships.

Considering that since she and Liming fell in love, she has only watched two movies and had a few meals with her parents. The comparison with this one is simply too pale!If this is the standard, then what is the difference between her and someone who has never been in a relationship?
This post is really good stuff.

Although she doesn't have such a talent, she was born with sentimentality, but hard work can make up for it, and she can copy it. She has a hunch that she will definitely need this thing in the future!

Zhang Moyan decisively copied this text into the memo.

After clicking "Complete" in the upper right corner of the memo, Zhang Moyan realized that he and Liming had already broken up.

She had waited almost 25 years for her first boyfriend, and the next one would not appear until the year of the monkey. Thinking about it, she suddenly became bored.

Then the door clicked.

Zhang Moyan was startled suddenly, and seeing Dean Geng coming in pushing the lunch cart, he quickly stuffed the phone under the bed.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

In Zhang Moyan's tone, this question was very disrespectful.And this question is too mentally retarded, why do you ask people pushing the dining car?

A normal patient would ask the doctor "what's the matter with you"?

Geng Jun glanced at her hand pressing the quilt, and politely answered with selective neglect: "It's 11:[-], it's time for you to have lunch."

He pushed the dining cart to the side of the bed, helped Zhang Moyan put the small table, took out the dishes one by one from the cart and placed them on the cart, placed them in an inverted trapezoid, and took off the silver covers one by one in a standardized manner.

A gentleman is a gentleman.

Dean Geng's simple and elegant demeanor was pleasing to the eye, and Zhang Moyan could almost imagine him taking the scalpels from the nurses one by one on the operating table.

Teacher Xiao is worth having.

Geng Jun unwrapped the wet towel and made a rustling sound, Zhang Moyan regained his composure and greeted: "Why bother you to deliver lunch?"

Geng Jun folded the white towel into squares and put it in her hand, and handed her a pair of chopsticks: "I'm busy today, so I only have time to come and have a look at this moment."

Zhang Moyan took the chopsticks: "I'm fine, you don't have to come here every day if you're busy."

Geng Jun brought up a box of yogurt: "I'm afraid that won't work. Teacher Xiao asked me to call you every day to report your situation."

Zhang Moyan slapped the hand holding the chopsticks, talking on the phone every day?
Just say she is a tool person!
The only reason to talk on the phone every day is to talk about her condition. What is there to talk about about her condition?

There is also the key point, which is requested by Teacher Xiao, Teacher Xiao is so good at it!
Geng Jun didn't know that Zhang Moyan was thinking about this, so when he saw her standing still, he reminded her: "Eat it while it's hot, it'll get cold later."

After speaking, he turned around consciously, sat down on the sofa beside him, and read the "New District Times" next to him.

Zhang Moyan guessed that Dean Geng was waiting to put away the dishes, so Hula Hula finished this healthy meal with meat and vegetables twice as fast as usual.

It's already grand for the dean to deliver the meal in person, so how can you ask him to take the plate again?Zhang Moyan lightly got off the bed and packed the dishes into the cart.

But halfway through packing, Geng Jun found out, he immediately folded the newspaper and walked up: "Let me do it!"

"It's all right." Zhang Moyan stuffed the last dish before he reached out with his long hand.

When she was ready, Geng Jun pushed the dining car a little away, and asked solemnly: "Is the food in our hospital still to your liking? If you have any suggestions, you can put them forward and we can optimize them."

Zhang Mo lay on the hospital bed with his cigarette butt: "It's good."

Zhang Moyan's conversations with people he doesn't know well are always short, every sentence seems to be perfunctory, and normal people can't continue, Geng Jun nodded: "That's good."

After he finished speaking, he didn't leave, and with his hands in his white coat, he seemed to want to talk about something. Rao Zhang Moyan also noticed that he might have something else to do.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Dean Geng, do you have anything else to do?"

?

Why is it that she always has a strong flavor of chasing customers when she says this kind of words!
Fearing that the other party might misunderstand, Zhang Moyan hastily made amends: "I can chat with you for a while!"

Geng Jun smiled at her unbearable emergency performance, and readily accepted: "Okay, let's talk." He stretched out his hand and pulled a chair and sat down beside her hospital bed.

This seems a bit too formal.

It would be no good for a general doctor to put on such a long talk with a patient. Zhang Moyan couldn't help straightening her body, and said nervously, "Then what are you talking about?"

Geng Jun casually said, "How about we talk about your dreams?"

Zhang Moyan's heart relaxed, and then he was taken aback: "My recurring dreams?... What's wrong?"

"Do you want to know who those people are in the dream?"

Zhang Moyan's breathing became deep and long. After a while, she moved forward, her voice unconsciously tense: "Do you know who it is?"

Geng Jun shook his head with a smile, the white coat perfectly set off his refined temperament.

Zhang Moyan straightened her body: "Oh."

That is, her dream is how others know the situation inside.

She was quite disappointed, and when she was thinking about it, she heard Geng Jun say: "If there is a chance to enter this dream and take a look, would you like to try?"

Zhang Moyan raised her head, settled for a few seconds, first understood the literal meaning of the other party, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm currently working on a topic related to hypnosis." Geng Jun gradually revealed the purpose of today's visit.

Zhang Moyan showed a willingness to hear more about it.

"In your case, I think you can try to enter the dream through hypnosis. If you succeed, you can actively observe it and search for more details or clues to determine whether it is a dream or a memory."

Zhang Moyan didn't expect Dean Geng to tell her this, and after digesting it for a while, she wondered, "Is this feasible?"

"Not necessarily," Geng Jun said: "The cases I have dealt with before are all cases where the subject walked into a memory scene in a hypnotic state, but yours is a dream, and the details may not be very full."

Zhang Moyan lowered her head and thought for a while, then she tried to throw out a point of view: "Then if the details are full, does it mean that this dream is actually a real memory?"

Geng Jun showed appreciation and smiled slightly.

Zhang Moyan was silent.

These dreams have existed for many years. Although they do not affect her life, they have always been a mystery that puzzles her. She can wait for it to advance the plot a little bit like squeezing toothpaste, but if there is an advance screening...

"I can try."

She should be very simple, as simple as taking a glass of water from someone else.

Geng Jun couldn't believe it was so smooth, he squinted his eyes: "Don't you think about it?"

　Good morning and happy weekend!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)