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Qiu Jin pulled me along until we reached the corner of the balcony.
He let go of my hand and held me in his arms.
He softly said, "If you feel wronged, just cry it out."
I leaned against his chest and cried loudly.
All the grievances I had endured over the past few days erupted at that moment.
After crying for a long time, I wiped my tears and looked up at him.
Tears hung on my eyelashes, and my eyes were red, like a little rabbit.
I asked, "Do you mind if others call you... my boyfriend?"
Qiu Jin raised an eyebrow: "Do you mind?"
I sniffled and muttered, "I don't care."
Qiu Jin nodded: "Well, my girlfriend also said she doesn't care."
I glared at him, puffing up in anger: "Stop messing around!"
Qiu Jin sighed and raised his wrist to show me.
He asked, "Can't you recognize this watch?"
I pouted: "Your watch isn't like that."
The corners of Qiu Jin's lips curled slightly as he glanced at the watch and softly said, "The original strap was worn out; this is one I replaced later."
Looking at the watch made my heart feel sour.
I lowered my eyes and quietly said, "How did you think of letting me come to Provincial Hospital Internship?"
Qiu Jin smiled: "Using connections; aren't you the best at that?"
I shot him a glare: "I am not!"
Qiu Jin ruffled my hair and laughed: "I had someone arrange it; you were supposed to stay at Provincial Hospital."
Remembering how cold he had been to me these days made me sad.
I muttered, "Then why did you still deliberately bully me..."
Qiu Jin held my chin, lifting my face to make me look at him.
His gaze was deep, like a well of water, drawing me in and making me feel as if I were drowning.
His voice was low and pleasant: “Song Yiqing, you were the one who bullied me first.”
I was taken aback.
Qiu Jin continued, “Back then, you suddenly told me you wanted to break up and then ran off abroad. Do you know how I spent those years away? Every moment I thought of you, it hurt so much that my heart ached.”
My eyes stung and burned, and tears could not help but fall.
I whispered, “Then why did you deliberately call me Xiao Song, intentionally give me the duty roster, change shifts at the last minute, and make me look at your watch…”
The corner of Qiu Jin's lips curled slightly, revealing a charming smile.
He said softly, “Because I was angry.”
“Song Yiqing, after you left, I fell seriously ill and almost died abroad.”
“I hated you for abandoning me, so I wanted to provoke you and make you feel the pain in your heart.”
My tears fell like pearls from a broken string.
I sobbed, “You… you deliberately stole a kiss from me…”
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Qiu Jin's face.
He cleared his throat softly and muttered, “I couldn’t help it.”
He raised his hand and gently wiped away my tears with his fingertip.
His touch was light and tender, as if he were caressing a rare treasure.
His voice was low and gentle: “Song Yiqing, do I need to steal a kiss from my own girlfriend?”
My breath caught in my throat, my heart racing wildly.
Before I could react, Qiu Jin had already leaned down to kiss me.
This kiss was passionate and lingering.
It felt as if we had traveled back in time to five years ago.
At that time, we were young and innocent, pure and sincere.
Our love is pure and transparent.
The internship has ended, and I was transferred to the Department of Neurology. Qiu Jin was very unhappy because he originally hoped I would stay in Neurosurgery. He felt wronged and angry: "Song Yiqing, we just reconciled, and now you want to abandon me?" I couldn't help but laugh and cry: "What do you mean by abandon? Haven't we made it public? Besides, there will definitely be consultations between Neurology and Neurosurgery, so we might have a chance to meet someday." After thinking it over, Qiu Jin found it reasonable and finally stopped sulking.
During these few days working in Neurology, Qiu Jin often came to find me. Even when there were no consultations, he would actively come to the doctor's office to ask if there were any consultation arrangements, then linger around unwilling to leave.
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