Chapter 283: Hobbies and the New Year (Seeking Subscription)

Everyone has their own hobbies.

And personal hobbies differ vastly depending on gender.

Not all medical students love and enjoy surgery, a profession with extremely strong operability.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu had discussed this issue when they were abroad, but even though this was the second time Luo Tingzhu brought it up, Fang Ziye still felt it was a pity: "Nuonuo, my personal thought is, if your interest isn't in surgery, how come your surgical operation skills could still improve this fast?"

In terms of surgical talent, Luo Tingzhu absolutely counts as the first echelon among the people Fang Ziye knows.

As for Fang Ziye himself, if you don't count his cheat, his talent is at most third-rate, even bottom-level.

"There was no way before either, I had to study first, graduate first." Luo Tingzhu was still washing and rinsing.

It was only when she spoke to this point that Luo Tingzhu said again: "Actually, the real reason I came to orthopedics was that I wanted to enter a surgical department."

"The second-choice thought was that I lost to him."

"Or rather, Lan Tianluo still gambled correctly." Right when she said this, Luo Tingzhu happened to finish rinsing the yuanyang pot clean.

She placed it upside down to drain, shook off the water on her hands, and began wiping her hands with tissue.

Fang Ziye made some space, and walked out together with Luo Tingzhu.

"A gamble?"

"Lost?"

"No, Nuonuo, can we not speak in riddles? Say it clearly and directly?" Fang Ziye still hadn't quite understood.

Luo Tingzhu then took a deep breath.

Perhaps the time buffer had been long enough, or perhaps the current Luo Tingzhu had already gradually let go of the ripples deep in her heart, so while walking toward a corner of the sofa, she picked up a Pikachu plushie and said: "Senior Brother, think about it, the time I came to orthopedics was August."

"But Lan Tianluo is a resident physician, he needed to confirm his specialty direction in advance."

"I only went to orthopedics in mid-August."

"Senior Brother, don't you think this was a gamble?"

As Luo Tingzhu spoke, Fang Ziye's thoughts slowly calmed down.

Reflecting on some past events again, Fang Ziye indeed found many things suspicious.

Fang Ziye remembers very clearly that at the time, it was Jie Han who said a good-looking senior sister had come—

And at that time, Luo Tingzhu came to find Teacher Deng to sign, wanting to study in trauma surgery.

Luo Tingzhu is in the eight-year integrated bachelor-master-PhD program; the meaning of the integrated program is that she can directly pursue a PhD, and whichever department Luo Tingzhu wants to do her PhD in, she can go to that department.

Yet Luo Tingzhu specifically came to trauma surgery, which proves that in this rather deformed relationship, the one who compromised first was Luo Tingzhu, not Lan Tianluo.

Fang Ziye's gaze suddenly became complex.

"So? Actually, Tian Luo isn't anxious anymore."

"So, Nuonuo, you actually already forgave them in your heart before refusing to go home with Tian Luo, and even tried to accept……"

Luo Tingzhu interrupted Fang Ziye's words, shook her head first, hugged the plushie against her chest even tighter: "It's not acceptance, just not repulsed."

"People all have to grow, and the older you get, the more you have to understand the difficulties adults should have."

"Starting from after high school graduation, I began going to see my parents' living conditions during holidays."

"At that time, my grandma had already passed away, I would feel lonely."

"Then I saw they were all living very happily, at first I was very jealous, very hateful, very disgusted……"

"But later, I felt again that they should obtain this kind of happiness, actually I should too, it's just that if I need to accept this kind of happiness, I need to first walk out of the dam in my heart, need to walk out of my heart's defense line."

Luo Tingzhu finished speaking, then turned again, looked at Fang Ziye, and said: "Senior Brother, actually you say, besides not giving me a particularly perfect family, my parents' love, would it really have, absolute lack?"

"Senior Brother, you say, my grandma, did she actually also give me a feeling of home? So actually I don't lack anything?"

"Senior Brother, you say, if truly calculated from the meaning of life, my starting point is already many people's endpoint? Because I don't need to complete any material accumulation, I only need to find happiness myself……"

Luo Tingzhu spoke sentence by sentence.

Fang Ziye listened seriously, nodded first, then used his left hand to grasp Luo Tingzhu's right hand.

Luo Tingzhu did not refuse.

Fang Ziye said: "Nuonuo, actually I don't know if your current open-mindedness is pretend, or your heart's truest thought."

"But from the broadest angle, actually if your heart still retains some hate, it's more beneficial for your psychological health."

"No matter what, the harm your parents' divorce caused you is irreversible."

"Although they gave you sufficient material conditions, this also cannot compensate for the lack of love, and this lack, you may not be able to make up for in a lifetime."

As Fang Ziye spoke like this, he felt the topic had been pulled a bit far.

Fang Ziye then said: "Of course, this is just a possibility, the current possibility is impossibility, you will definitely be very happy in the future."

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu's face began to turn red.

But Luo Tingzhu did not reply.

Fang Ziye then continued to ask: "Did Lan Tianluo invite you home for the New Year again?"

"Do you want to agree? If you want to agree, I can accompany you home for the New Year."

Luo Tingzhu shook her head: "No, this year it's his dad and his mom coming to Han City to accompany him for the New Year, the three of them, spending the New Year in Han City."

"Oh! ~" Fang Ziye suddenly realized.

"Then recently for a while, the content of your chats with Lan Tianluo is this?" Fang Ziye continued to ask.

Luo Tingzhu stood up, put down Fang Ziye's hand, "I'm going to drink some water!"

Then Luo Tingzhu said while pouring water with her own pink water cup: "Mm, chatting about this, but of course the main thing isn't chatting about this."

"He's chatting with me about hobbies."

"Hobbies?" Fang Ziye blinked.

"Tian Luo wants to job-hop again?"

Fang Ziye immediately frowned.

This really isn't good news.

Currently, a lot of the data processing within the group is done by Lan Tianluo. If he wants to job-hop to another industry?

"No, it's not like that. He wants to pursue the current industry full-time."

"Speaking of which, regarding the matter of choosing a career and major, he's also a victim. Because of me, he studied medicine, so his mother wouldn't allow him to come study medicine. Because his mother felt that Lan Tianluo coming to study medicine was a kind of inner guilt."

"So that's why he chose and liked studying medicine."

"But actually, clinical medicine is truly his hobby; otherwise, he wouldn't have graduated with a doctorate." Luo Tingzhu spoke like this, then suddenly saw Fang Ziye turn his head to look at her.

Luo Tingzhu immediately shut up, then started feeding water into her mouth, pausing her speech.

Of course, Fang Ziye definitely heard this sentence, and heard it clearly.

But Fang Ziye didn't say much more either.

Luo Tingzhu then didn't continue talking about Lan Tianluo's previous education issue.

Because even if you obtain a doctorate education and a doctorate degree, you can still cross-major to re-study other majors' undergraduate, master's, and doctorate programs; this doesn't affect it, and domestically there are no regulations on this aspect.

Luo Tingzhu continued talking about herself.

Fang Ziye only now learned that Luo Tingzhu herself likes digestive internal medicine; one part of the reason is because of her grandma. A larger part of the reason is that Luo Tingzhu once had a lot of knowledge accumulation in the area of digestive internal medicine.

Of course, the reason Luo Tingzhu specializes in operations is because digestive internal medicine also has many operations.

After finishing chatting about hobbies, Fang Ziye began discussing menu matters with Luo Tingzhu.

Then a very real scene occurred.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu, the two little ones, each opened Douyin and started searching for various common menus, then recorded the comparatively core cooking methods and practices...

Finally settled on four main dishes and four side dishes, eight dishes in total.

After the dishes were finalized, Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu also discussed whether to drink a little alcohol to celebrate at that time.

For this, Luo Tingzhu specially bought a set of red wine glasses at the supermarket, and Fang Ziye also spent money to buy a relatively simple projector; the projector can output sound externally, convenient for watching movies or playing the Spring Festival Gala live stream.

Then the two people also bought a square dining table, and also bought a set of rotating hot dish plates!

Chairs, candles, roses...

"Why are you buying these things?" Luo Tingzhu asked, slightly puzzled.

"Didn't you see the date of New Year's Eve this year?" Fang Ziye countered.

This year's New Year's Eve and Valentine's Day coincided on the same day.

Luo Tingzhu heard this and countered: "Doesn't your family celebrate New Year on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month?"

Fang Ziye thought for a bit, then started hehehe laughing.

Generally speaking, domestic customs are that after marriage, New Year is celebrated following the man's side.

"Then celebrate New Year two days later?"

"That works too!"

"..."

Ten thousand years of lamplight time.

Han City's New Year's Eve, although it lacks the firecrackers of the countryside, lacks the clamor of the towns, and in the old community, there aren't many people they know.

But Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu, the two of them, still busied themselves with great enjoyment.

Fang Ziye is Tujia, not Miao, so the New Year time points are also comparatively scientific, not like some people back in the hometown whose New Year's Eve is an inhumane early morning meal.

That is, they have to eat at six or seven o'clock in the morning, needing to stay up late cooking.

Luo Tingzhu's hometown also doesn't have the custom of celebrating New Year at special time points.

On the afternoon of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Fang Ziye connected the WeChat video with his parents; in the video, Luo Tingzhu happened to be sitting opposite Fang Ziye, starting to feel a bit nervous.

However, even so, Fang Ziye still smiled and soothed her while chatting with Dad and Mom.

Luo Tingzhu occasionally also accompanied the chat, laughing and giggling in the video.

Fang Ziye's parents, on one hand, reviewed the food the two would eat for New Year, and on the other hand, kept saying it would be better if they came home; next year if there's an opportunity, they must come home for New Year.

After Luo Tingzhu's nervous emotions began to ease, Fang Ziye's mother specially added Luo Tingzhu's WeChat and sent Luo Tingzhu two red packets of lucky money.

"Xiao Luo, this is lucky money, meaning peace year after year; you must accept it."

"My Ziye, he's just not too sensible; these two celebrating New Year outside, where is it as good as celebrating at home..."

The parents didn't ask why Luo Tingzhu didn't bring Fang Ziye home for New Year; although they lack culture, they aren't completely without cognition.

If Luo Tingzhu had a home to bring him to, she definitely wouldn't have stayed with Fang Ziye in a Han City rental to celebrate New Year.

The atmosphere was pretty good, not too stiff.

The next day was New Year's Eve, also the 30th of the twelfth lunar month.

Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu were both still sleeping in when something Fang Ziye never expected happened.

Outside Luo Tingzhu's rental, a knocking sound rang out.

Fang Ziye, sleepy and bleary-eyed, rubbed his eyes and opened the door.

But the person standing outside the door, and Fang Ziye and Luo Tingzhu, all froze for a moment.

Directly opposite Fang Ziye was Lan Tianluo; Lan Tianluo's expression at this moment was extremely astonished and dazed.

Then, behind Lan Tianluo, there was also a group of people; the team's scale reached seven people.

And these people, aside from Lan Tianluo, Fang Ziye didn't know a single one.

"You! ~"

"You! ~" Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo each "you"-ed for a while.

At this time, Luo Tingzhu came out of the room wearing pajamas, because she also heard the knocking sound, and since she and Fang Ziye weren't in the same room, she didn't know Fang Ziye had opened the door.

The moment she stepped out, Luo Tingzhu let out a startled cry.

"Dad, Mom?"

Fang Ziye froze on the spot, his Adam's apple sliding up and down...

Roughly ten minutes or so passed.

Only then did Fang Ziye figure out the visitors' relationships.

Lan Tianluo and his parents, as well as Luo Tingzhu's mother's family of four, all appeared at the doorway of the rental house.

And this relatively deformed existence made even Fang Ziye — a pig preparing to root for cabbage in the cabbage field, waiting for a chance to move — seem not too awkward.

Of course, the house was still cleared out.

Luo Tingzhu did not, just because her parents dragged the whole family to Han City, actually agree to this kind of "special" big family having some harmonious and happy stories occur.

Luo Tingzhu chased everyone out.

Moreover, after chasing the people away, Luo Tingzhu still planned to go back to sleep for a second nap as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Fang Ziye grabbed hold of Luo Tingzhu: "Nuonuo, you?"

"Senior Brother, rest assured. We'll sleep when we should sleep. In a bit I'll go to my mom's place for dinner, go to my dad's place to deal with a late-night snack, then come back to keep you company for the New Year's Eve countdown..."

"I don't know who exactly gathered these people together, who has such great ability, how they can be so generous and act so nonchalantly."

"But I've always felt, if it's not suitable, don't force it together."

"Each in their own home, proper and rule-abiding, spending the New Year harmoniously."

"If they're not one family, then don't enter one family's door."

"My dad and mom are no longer one family. Them gathering together can only be forcibly suppressing the awkwardness." Luo Tingzhu distinguished very clearly.

"Then what about you?" Fang Ziye asked again.

"Sleep first, let yourself off the hook, let everyone off the hook, live happily and contentedly."

"For you, I'm willing to love the whole world."

Luo Tingzhu spoke to here, stuck out her tongue: "Senior Brother, you said it."

Fang Ziye let out an "Ah": "Lan Tianluo told you all this? He's just a pure traitor, can't even trust his punctuation marks."

Luo Tingzhu mischievously went back to sleep for a second nap.

She was very happy.

This year it's New Year, she seems to no longer have holiday syndrome...

(Chapter End)