70s Women Disguised As Men

At the critical moment, Shen Shaoqing stopped the car in time, and this did not make a big mistake overnight.

The time and place are all wrong, he can't be so hasty...

"I'm sorry, but I didn't control it." The tightness and gentleness made him inhale hard, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"I'm willing." Tong Yan raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes filled with misty water.

The little white face is full of blush, arousing affection...

"Hey, it's not the time yet." The man kissed her on the forehead with affection, and tried his best to get away.

Tong Yan wrapped her hands around his neck and turned her head shyly and whispered in his ear.

This whisper was like adding fuel to the fire, and the man instantly looked at her with red eyes, with forbearance in his voice, "This will wrong you."

"No, I do."

The only remaining reason is like a broken string, out of control. Wangmei's way of quenching thirst made the two of them intoxicated and cautious...

After the fireworks were brilliant, Tong Yan leaned weakly on his shoulder as he listened to the sound of rain outside, her green fingers traced the man's steadfast chin little by little, and the short stubble was itchy on the skin.

"Did you miss me when I was away? Huh?" Shen Shaoqing held the person in her arms, and put her hands on her waist, with a sense of meditation.

"I thought." Her voice was soft and hoarse, "How about you? Did you miss me?"

"Thinking about it every day." Now that she finally hugs the real person, she doesn't need to hug the pillow anymore, Shen Shaoqing tightens her arms, lowers her head and kisses her lips again...

The sunset glow after the rainstorm is gorgeous and beautiful, and the orange halo of the sunset shines lazily on people.

The time of reunion is always short, as if reunited in the last second, and parting in the next second.

Tong Yan is a recruit and only asked for half a day off from the regiment. Shen Shaoqing could only reluctantly drive her back to the art troupe, and the two people shook their fingers along the way, cherishing every minute and every second together.

"I really miss my previous days in Xinghua Village." At that time, they could meet every day, and they didn't have to suffer from this kind of lovesickness.

She looked at the street scene out of the car window, feeling it.

Why didn't he miss it?

Shen Shaoqing squeezed her hand and said in a low voice, "I will visit you often in the future."

"Then you have to speak up."

"Okay, talk counts."

The dirt road after the heavy rain was very muddy, and Tong Yan only asked the man to send himself to the gate of the military area and got out of the car.

The two agreed to see each other again this weekend.

Reluctantly bid farewell to her boyfriend, until she entered the gate of the military area, Tong Yan's expression relaxed, and her eyebrows were lightly twisted.

A scorching pain faintly came from the legs.

Reminiscent of all the mischief in the afternoon, she felt that it was worn out...

Carrying the snacks Shen Shaoqing bought for herself in her hand, she couldn't help speeding up her pace, just wanting to go back to the dormitory early to secretly check her injuries.

The fact that Tong Yan left the military area with a man was spread throughout the art troupe within a long time.

Seeing her returning back to the dormitory with her full load, Han Yuting snorted, her eyes full of disdain, "You are so profane, you are not afraid that Shen Shaoqing knows?"

"Who are you talking about?" Tong Yan was so slanderously slandered by others, and her tone was condensed, "There is a kind of you say it again?"

"Am I wrong? Don't you dare to admit that you've been dating a wild man all afternoon?" Han Yuting sat cross-legged on her bed, saying very confidently.

She is really worthless for Shen Shaoqing!

The other people in the dormitory saw that they were going to be at war, and they closed their mouths very tacitly and did not intend to mix them up, but their ears were all pricked up, and they wanted to hear the most explosive gossip news.

"The wild man in your mouth is my fiancé. You'd better be respectful when you speak." Now, she and Shen Shaoqing have privately decided that they are only the last step left in their lives, and they will do everything else that should or shouldn't be done next time. It is not too much to see the parents of both sides and say that he is his fiancé.

"Did you split up with Shen Shaoqing?" Thinking of this possibility, Han Yuting was somewhat delighted.

"I really let you down." Tong Yan evoked a sly smile, trying to knock her awake up every word and stop being obsessed with it, "Shen Shaoqing is now my fiance."

"..." Han Yuting stared at her with wide eyes, obviously unable to accept this reality, and muttered to herself after a long while, "You are a lie, it's impossible...he can't return to the city."

Having said everything she should have said, Tong Yan put the snacks in the drawer, turned around and carefully followed the ladder to get to bed.

She was terribly uncomfortable now, but she didn't care about whether this woman would believe it or not.

Pulling the curtains and covering them with quilts, she dared to check her injuries.

I saw that the fair skin turned red, although it was not broken, it seemed to be swollen, especially painful.

Seeing the wound in front of her, Tong Yan cried her little face and scolded Shen Shaoqing severely in her heart...

At this time, at Shen's house.

Shen Shaoqing was called to the study by his father, and the two father and son sat opposite each other. Seeing his face full of spring breeze, Shen Weimin couldn't help but ask: "After returning to Beijing, I won't even go home. When will you bring the girl back to see you?"

"Wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival." Tong Yan had just entered the art troupe, and Shen Shaoqing didn't want her to be distracted. The original plan could only slow down.

"Your grandfather is very happy for you, get along with this girl, calm down and don't scare people away." The family hasn't been lively for a long time. Shen Weimin hopes that his son can get married soon and have more children by then. Lively can be considered home.

"okay."

Getting married is just around the corner, starting a business... It is still unclear. Shen Weimin thought for a moment and asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Grandpa Tang wants to accept me as a disciple, and I have promised him." Shen Shaoqing looked at his father and said calmly.

The news caught Shen Weimin by surprise, and he raised his voice unconsciously, "You mean Tang Zeli?"

"Well, yes." Shen Shaoqing nodded, piercing the last trace of his father's obsession.

Tang Zeli is a confidant and close friend of Mr. Shen. He is currently the dean of the Beijing General Military Region Hospital. Shen Weimin did not expect that his son would always be in contact with the old man.

If the blamed old man intervenes, it will be even more difficult to let his son embark on the road of politics.

Seeing his father's black face, Shen Shaoqing reminded in a faint tone: "Don't forget, this is what you agreed to my request."

"Do you have to learn medicine from him?"

"Well, Grandpa Tang will come to see Grandpa tomorrow, and formally accept me as a disciple by the way." In the past few years, Shen Shaoqing has been in correspondence with Tang Zeli. If it weren't for his encouragement, she might not have persisted until now.

"You really want to **** me off!" Shen Weimin had been bashing that weird old man since he was a child. Now that his plan has been disrupted, he can only re-plan everything.

The next day, Shen Weimin pushed all the work and waited at home. He was not to welcome the old man, but was afraid that his stupid son would follow other people's ways.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Tang Zeli was sent to the door of Shen's house by special car.

It was Feng Meilan who opened the door for him. Since Tang Zeli often came to see Mr. Shen, Feng Meilan knew him very well, "Uncle Tang, are you here? Come in!"

"Well, where is the kid Shen Weimin at home?" Tang Zeli puts his hands behind his back and his waist is straight, because he is good at maintaining his hair, except for a few strands of white hair and few wrinkles on his face. It is very appropriate to describe it as a childlike face of a crane.

"Yes, knowing that you are coming, he deliberately stayed at home to wait for you!" Feng Meilan smiled, her face unchanged when she told a lie.

Tang Zeli pouted her lips, obviously not convinced.

The two entered the house one after the other. Shen Shaoqing had already been waiting in the living room. He stood up respectfully and said hello, "Grandpa Tang, long time no see."

"Yeah, your kid is getting more and more handsome. There must be many girls who like it? This is much better than your father."

When Shen Weimin came out of the room, he just heard these words, and couldn't help but complain about the old man's disrespect.

After all, I am a junior, so I still have to be polite.

But before he could say hello, Tang Zeli just pretended not to see him, and went straight to Elder Tong's bedroom.

"Shao Qing, accompany me to see your grandpa."

Seeing his father's deflated appearance, Shen Shaoqing touched his nose, holding back a smile and followed Tang Zeli into the house.

Shen Weimin: "..."

In the clean and tidy room, Shen Rulin turned his head when he heard the door opening, and a smile appeared in his calm eyes when he saw the person coming.

"You old man seems to be a little fatter." Tang Zeli sat down on the side of the bed and looked at him seriously.

Shen Rulin raised the corners of his mouth and wrote in the notebook: [Of course children and grandchildren will be fat, you can't envy it. ]

Tang Zeli is 58 years old this year. Because of his strange temperament, he is still single.

"I found out that when you talk, you can poke people's hearts in particular." He pretended to sigh helplessly, but the smile in his eyes was not halved.

"Didn't I mention it to you before? I want to accept Shaoqing as a disciple. I came here today not to see you, but to let you be a testimony."

After hearing this, Shen Rulin raised his eyebrows in surprise, his eyes shuttled back and forth between his son and grandson. Seeing that their faces remained unchanged, he knew that this was the decision that their father and son had discussed.

A few seconds later he wrote: [It is Shaoqing's blessing to be able to study medicine with you. Help me teach him well. ]

Five years ago, Shen Rulin and Tang Zeli played their respective strengths in different fields of the medical field. At that time, their names were well-known throughout the country.

Shen Rulin was relieved that he could study medicine with his old friends.

"Don't worry, your grandson is my grandson, and I will definitely give it to you." Tang Zeli also has his own selfishness. He is a successor after medical treatment, and it is really unbearable for him to bring all this knowledge into the coffin. .

Shen Shaoqing was the one he had seen since he was a child. This child has an innocent character and superb IQ. He is a rare candidate.

The process of apprenticeship was very simple. Shen Shaoqing paid Tang Ze a cup of hot tea in front of his grandfather and father. From then on, he changed his name to Master, which was regarded as a gift.

To this end, Tang Zeli specially took out a handwritten medical technique that he had treasured for a long time and presented it to Shen Shaoqing as a meeting gift between his master and his apprentice.

Shen Weimin was silent while watching this scene, which made him suddenly think that when he was just studying medicine, he was as confident as his son and looked forward to the future path of medicine.

Time flies, now everything is different...