Chapter 17
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The door opens.
Fu Yanzhi appeared in his home clothes.
I haven't seen you for half a month. I don't know if it's Ji Qingying who says "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," or what's going on.
She thought the man in front of her was a little more handsome.
Just after taking a bath, Ji Qingying still has the smell of shower gel and shampoo.
It's not jasmine, it's peach. It's sweet in the air.
She looked at him with a low eyebrow and a smile: "Fu Yanzhi, long time no see."
Fu Yan dropped his eyes and turned sideways.
Ji Qingying follows in.
His home, as before, was still deserted.
As soon as he entered the house, Ji Qingying smelled the fragrance of flowers. Her eyes brightened and she turned to look at the man who was closing the door
"Well."
Fu Yanzhi also had some accidents. When he got home from work this morning, he went to the balcony to water as usual.
This found that the two pots of jasmine suddenly opened.
Season Qing Ying picks eyebrow, surprised way: "that I go to have a look."
Fu Yan nodded.
She quickened her pace to walk to the balcony, Fu Yan Zhi's balcony more than the living room breath.
In the corner, there is a black flower rack, which is full of green vegetation.
There are cactus, pineapple and so on.
Her two pots of Jasmine are in the middle.
The flowers are very beautiful, pure and rich.
Add a little different color to the green.
Ji Qingying saw the meeting and said happily, "it's so beautiful."
Fu Yan responded.
Ji Qingying took out his mobile phone and looked at him: "can I take a picture?"
"At will."
Fu Yanzhi didn't stand on the balcony for a long time and then entered the room.
Ji Qingying didn't care, anyway, she went into the house, Fu Yanzhi would not drive her out.
She took a full picture of jasmine flowers and made a serious circle of friends.
Ji Qingying's circle of friends basically has no daily life except that she can send photos of cheongsam.
All of a sudden, a piece of leisurely and elegant content was posted, which attracted many diving classmates and friends to come out one after another.
Chen Xinyu is the first to bear the brunt.
Chen Xinyu:? You're down to Jasmine now?
Rongxue: ah, sister Qingying, your jasmine blossoms are so beautiful!
Ye Zhenzhen: Ji Xuejie, why does this flower stand look so familiar.
Shen MuQing: Wow, the flowers of beauties are more beautiful than those of ordinary people.
In addition to familiar with these people, some and Ji Qingying not how to contact people, also leave comments.
Some clients even asked her if she had any tips on how to raise Jasmine so well.
Ji Qingying dare not take credit, holding a mobile phone to ask Fu Yanzhi.
After hearing her question, Fu Yan said without expression: "No."
Ji Qingying smiles and leans on the side and asks, "really not?"
Fu Yan said, "well."
Ji Qingying looked at him for a long time and said slowly, "I think so."
Fu Yanzhi took the cup and lifted his eyelids to see her.
Ji Qingying took his cup and sipped the white boiled water into his heart, then he said: "heart."
“……”
Fu Yan's expression was stagnant.
Ji Qingying's mouth is full of smile, rational analysis: "flower cultivation should be careful, you should remember to water, let it absorb the sun, rain can not let it outside rain, to spend a lot of thought."
She looked at Fu Yanzhi and stopped: "so I think your key to growing flowers is to use your heart. What I said is right with my analysis, doctor Fu."
The ridicule in her speech is too obvious, which makes Fu Yan lose his words again.
After the words fall.
The kitchen was quiet for a long time.
Ji Qingying secretly glanced at Fu Yan's expression. Before he wanted to drive people out, he found a reason to go out.
In the final analysis, before Fuyan to the bottom line is not clear, she is still nervous.
Fu Yanzhi looked at the figure of the person who went out. Her ear was still echoing her words.
He had no choice but to pinch the brow bone with a headache.
To Ji Qingying, it seems that from the beginning of understanding, Fu Yanzhi has no way to take her.
But he did not know that all emotional fermentation, are from the unconscious helpless start.
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the two did not disturb each other.
Fu Yanzhi didn't have a rest after work. He was preparing an analysis of his illness, and his manuscript was not finished.
After greeting Ji Qingying, he entered the study.
Ji Qingying doesn't want to disturb her. She goes back to her side and takes her drawing tools. She goes to the balcony and starts to draw the design draft.
There are five days to go before the deadline of Sanqing design company.
Ji Qingying learned to draw since childhood, and showed her talent for design when she was very young.
She likes to draw everything she likes with her pen.
Sanqing's competition scale is not big, but in Ji Qingying, no matter how big or small, as long as she participates, she will go all out.
This also led to her high demands on herself.
Sitting on the balcony for half an hour, she couldn't feel it.
Ji Qingying leaned against the glass window and looked up at the sparkling lake.
The lake water rippling, in the sun with the wind ups and downs, like waving tail swimming fish.Suddenly, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.
She wrote down her inspiration and walked to the study with ease.
The door of the study was not completely closed, probably due to Fu Yan's politeness.
Ji Qingying walks past, has not made a sound to disturb, Fu Yan Zhi then raised an eye to see come over.
"What?"
Ji Qingying pointed to the antique wall clock in his study: "eat?"
Fu Yanzhi:
He looked at the time and whispered, "wait ten minutes for me."
Smell speech, season Qingying also does not urge, very obedient way: "good."
Ten minutes later, Fu Yanzhi closed the computer and came out.
Ji Qingying is sitting on the chair, holding a notebook in his hand, writing on it.
He inadvertently glanced, and the notebook was full of words.
The handwriting is good-looking but scratchy. It's an artist's font.
Ji Qingying wrote down the last word and looked up at him: "what do you want to eat?"
Fu Yanzhi took the cup on one side, sipped his saliva, looked down at her action of holding the mobile phone: "don't eat takeout."
Ji Qingying
She looked up at him.
Fu Yanzhi ignored her and went to the kitchen.
She was stunned for a long time and blinked slowly. There was an unreal thought in her mind.
"Do you do it?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and told her with his action.
There are fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator.
It was sent by his mother yesterday.
Fu Yanzhi is busy with his work. Although he has time to go to the supermarket, most of the time, he just eats casually.
He seldom thinks too much about a meal.
Three meals a day is enough for him.
But Fu's mother loved her son and would come over once in a while to fill his refrigerator.
Ji Qingying looked at the refrigerator and exclaimed: "did you go to the supermarket in the morning?"
"No
Fu Yanzhi was concise and comprehensive: "my mother sent it."
"Oh."
Ji Qingying curved his lips with a smile: "what will you do?"
Fu Yan glanced at her eyes.
Ji Qingying goes further: "doctor Fu, can you make braised spareribs?"
“……”
Ji Qingying sees him take out the spareribs, the eyes are full of smile.
"I'll give you a hand."
Fu Yan frowned, "no need."
Ji Qingying did not say a word.
Perceiving the silence of the people nearby, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "will?"
Ji Qingying nodded and AO Jiao said, "don't underestimate me."
Ji Qingying found out.
She seems to have another reason to like Fu Yanzhi.
After the fight, she did not leave the kitchen.
He quietly leaned against the refrigerator and looked at him. Fu Yanzhi focused on his work. The incandescent lamp on his head lit up the small world.
She could clearly see every little expression on Fu Yan's face.
He is skillful in his movements and seems to have practiced cooking a thousand times.
Every move is a very ordinary cooking.
Can be enlarged here in Ji Qingying, scene by scene, like the beautiful scenery in the movie.
Even more attractive than the scenery.
"When did you learn to cook?"
Fu Yan to the side of the eyes, on her pair of curious eyes, rarely mention a sentence: "University."
"Live outside?"
Fu Yanzhi nodded his head.
Although his parents are busy with their work, there are aunts at home who can do three meals a day on time.
Just in college, Fu Yanzhi and his classmates eat the school canteen every day.
But after an anatomy class, Fu Yanzhi lost his appetite in the canteen.
For a long time after that.
Fu's mother was worried and wanted to arrange an aunt to cook for him, but he refused.
After that, he rented a house near the school and began to cook by himself.
Strange to say.
It wasn't delicious at first, but he could eat it.
Over time, they also developed the habit of cooking.
Ji Qingying didn't ask any more questions.
It didn't take long to smell the food in the room.
Fu Yanzhi is good at cooking.
Before eating, Ji Qingying felt it. After tasting two mouthfuls, she was speechless and just wanted to solve all the food in front of her.
They had a harmonious lunch.
After eating, Ji Qingying took the initiative to clean up the table top, but also put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher.
Clean up properly, Ji Qingying also did not dare to advance.
She said something to Fu Yan and went back to her side with something in her arms.
She completely ignored a question, Fu Yanzhi never asked her about the dust in her house.
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in the afternoon.
Fu Yan to make up for sleep wake up, received a phone call from Fu's mother.
"Going home for dinner at night?"
Fu Yanzhi poured a glass of water into the kitchen, sipped his mouth and walked to the balcony: "are you free?"
Fu's mother laughed: "I have time to have dinner with my son naturally."
"Why, you don't have time?" she asked with a smile
Fu Yan's face showed a rare temperature: "where's my father?"
"Also rest, so I called you to go home for dinner. We haven't had dinner together for a month or two."Fu Yan said, "good."
He said, "I'll be back later."
"Yes."
Hang up the phone, Fu Yan to one side of the head, then saw the person on the balcony next door.
The balcony of Ji Qingying is decorated very beautiful, it is a place for rest.
The sun was shining out of the window and she was sleeping on the balcony table.
Books, blocking the light.
Fu Yanzhi looked at it and quickly moved away.
But the wind seemed to be against him.
He looked at the calm lake. The wind rippled, the lake rippled, and there was no strong perfume between the nose.
-
Ji Qingying had a sleep in the afternoon and was full of inspiration after waking up.
She focused on the drawing, and when she had decided on the basic style, she began to add things patiently.
Ji Qingying has always been like this.
Indulge in work and forget everything.
By the time she put down her brush, the clock was ticking to seven.
She reached out and rubbed her aching wrist, picked up her mobile phone and opened it.
It's a pity.
There is no message from Fu Yan.
Ji Qingying gets up and goes to the living room, turns on the TV, and casually finds a fashion show to play, which makes the room not so quiet.
She half lies on the sofa and returns the message to Chen Xinyu and Rongxue before poking open the wechat sent by Fu Yan.
Ji Qingying: [doctor Fu. ]
when receiving the news from Ji Qingying, Fu Yanzhi's family was about to have dinner.
Ye Zhen Zhen Zhen is also in, the room is all her chirping voice.
The mobile phone shakes, Fu Yan points to open to see.
His expression is delicate, as if thinking about how to reply.
Fu's mother looked at her eyes and said curiously, "whose news?"
Fu Zheng, also known as Fu Yanzhi's father, said calmly: "it's definitely not from the hospital."
He is also a doctor and knows that it can't be an emergency message from the hospital.
Generally, the hospital does not send messages, but calls directly.
Smell speech, Fu mother unexpectedly picked under eyebrow: "friend's?"
Ye Zhen Zhen bit chopsticks, suddenly came out a sentence: "elder brother, is my Ji Xuejie?"
Fu Yanzhi:
He looked at her coldly, Ye Zhen Zhen immediately put rice in his mouth.
Ooh, she shouldn't be talkative.
"Ji Xuejie?"
Fu's mother immediately grasped the key point: "who is this?"
Ye Zhen Zhen buries his head to eat bitterly, shakes his head abruptly.
I dare not say.
Fu Yan to droop eyes, to Ji Qingying back a question mark, just answer Fu mother question: "friend."
Fu mother gently smile, hit the nail: "girlfriend?"
“……”
"No
Fu Yanzhi put down his mobile phone and didn't want to say more.
If you are someone else, you will naturally know how to stop the topic, but you are no one else.
For the first time, she heard Fu Yanzhi say that having female friends naturally filled her with curiosity.
"Ordinary friends?"
Fu Yan gave a "um" voice and said faintly, "neighbor."
Fu mother pick eyebrow, turn head to see Ye Zhen Zhen: "Zhen Zhen also know?"
Ye Zhen Zhen has Fu mother protection, even busy way: "know."
She said: "Auntie, didn't I tell you that I participated in the school competition before? I found a senior sister to teach me and help me. It's her."
On hearing this, Fu's mother was surprised and said, "the student who can do Qipao?"
"Yes."
Fu's mother looked at her: "what's your name?"
"Ji Qingying."
Fu's mother smiles and looks at her son opposite her eyes.
After a while, Fu Yanzhi's mobile phone on the desk rang again.
Ji Qingying: [have you eaten yet? ]
Fu Yanzhi: [eating. ]
Ji Qingying:??? ]
Ji Qingying: [ah, don't you feel lonely and lonely when eating alone? Is doctor Fu short of company? I'm a good eater. ]
Fu Yanzhi: [not a person. ]
Ji Qingying: [oh. ]
he put down his cell phone.
This time, the phone didn't ring again every few seconds.
Fu Yan to slightly frown, do not forget to see a few mobile phones between meals.
Fu mother observes his small action, and Ye Zhen Zhen chat day.
"Zhen Zhen, show me your design draft later?"
"Good."
Fu's mother sighed: "yes, Fu Yanzhi."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes.
Fu's mother looked at him: "I have an activity to participate in some time. I just want to make clothes. Can you ask your friend for me? Can you open a back door and make a cheongsam for me
“……”
Fu Yan to light way: "Ye Zhen Zhen can do."
Fu mother looked at the person whose eyes were pointed to, not guest airway: "Zhen Zhen or pupil level."
Ye Zhenzhen:
She's OK. She can do it. It's OK.
Fu Yan had a headache.
"I'll ask."
"Yes. If you don't have time, don't force. "
Fu Yan nodded: "yes."
-After eating, Fu Yanzhi drove back.
When I was about to arrive at the community, I saw a familiar person by the side of the road.
Ji Qingying knows that Fu Yanzhi is not a person to eat, then there is no mind to go up.
Of course, it's not angry.
It's pure. Those who know how to advance and retreat don't disturb. Of course, there is a little bit of caution.She changed her clothes and went downstairs with her mobile phone purse.
500 meters ahead of the community, there will be a shopping mall, and further on, there will be a busy market.
Near summer, the wind at night is very comfortable.
Ji Qingying earphone plug, a person stepping on the stone road to the side of the lively.
The streetlights are arranged in order to lengthen her shadow.
Ji Qingying did not stay much, went to the night market stalls to buy something, and then went back with his hands.
She focused on the food in her hand and didn't notice anyone looking at her.
Eat to the door of the community, she still holding a few strings of Kanto cooking.
As soon as she picked up a bunch of meatballs, she saw the man standing at the door of the community.
There was his long shadow on the ground, and he was looking down at her side.
They look at each other.
Ji Qingying put the meatball back, surprised to see him: "how are you here?"
Fu Yan responded softly.
Ji Qingying answered the voice, and then said, "wait for someone else?"
"Wait for you."
Ji Qingying is stunned and hears her heartbeat.
His flat light words, like throwing stones into the lake, ripple in her heart.
"Wait for me?"
She was stunned: "you just came back?"
"Well."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "let's go."
Season Qing Ying reaction slow a few times, should sound: "Oh."
Until walking to the community, smelling the fragrance of all kinds of flowers in the community, Ji Qingying did not come back to God.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Fu Yan looked at her: "are you busy recently?"
"All right."
Ji Qingying said: "before some customer orders fell, have to rush, how?"
Fu Yan to droop to see her, silent for a moment: "nothing."
Ji Qingying
She choked and whispered, "I thought you were going to ask me out."
“……”
They enter the elevator, silent home.
When Ji Qingying wants to enter the room, Fu Yanzhi suddenly stops her.
"What's the matter?"
Her eyes narrowed: "doctor Fu, if you really want to ask me out, I'm sure I can squeeze out time to go out with you."
Fu Yanzhi:
He looked at Ji Qingying with a smile on his face and turned off the topic: "this is for you."
Ji Qingying looked at the thing in his hand, surprised: "what is it?"
"Chicken soup."
Ji Qingying blinks.
Fu Yanzhi explained: "Ye Zhen Zhen let me give you."
Ji Qingying
She looked at the things in her arms and couldn't help laughing: "did you have dinner with her in the evening?"
Fu Yanzhi nodded his head.
In an instant, the mood of Ji Qingying turns cloudy.
Her eyes bent. "OK, thank you."
Before entering the house, she couldn't help looking back at the straight figure: "Fu Yanzhi, I'll send you food tomorrow."
In order to prevent Fu Yan from making a sound blow, she quickly said: "it's not takeout."
This night.
After drinking Fu Yan's love chicken soup, few of them sleep until dawn.
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it was still sunny.
After Ji Qingying gets up, the unfinished design draft is finished, and then he starts to make the clothes ordered before.
She is not the only one in the studio, but there are some lists that the guests ask her to do.
Even if they wait, they will.
Ji Qingying was busy until eleven o'clock, and then went to the kitchen.
Her kitchen was as clean as new, and the pots and pans she bought were basically unused.
But the equipment is complete.
Ji Qingying doesn't know how to cook, but she can stew.
She lived with her grandmother when she was young. Her cooking skill was very good. She learned it after a long time.
Ji Qingying went out after stewing soup. Before going to the hospital, she went to a three food restaurant.
I packed it in the store. It's not takeout, right?
When Ji Qingying arrived at the hospital, it was just the noon break.
She was quite familiar with the way to Fu Yanzhi's department. When she arrived, the Department was empty and no one was there.
She looked at it and didn't call him to send a message. She sat down beside him and waited quietly.
Fu Yanzhi is very busy today.
As soon as I arrived at the hospital in the morning, I sent a patient with a heart attack.
It was a 60 year old grandmother with chest pain.
After entering the emergency examination, communicating with the patient's family and contacting the anesthesia preparation, Fu Yanzhi entered the operating room. He was the main knife.
All the people in the operating room were so absorbed that they were in a good mood.
The sound of instruments and equipment, the breathing sound of patients and doctors flowed in the room.
The light was dazzling.
But it has no effect on them who are used to it.
……
It's two o'clock.
The operating room display indicator light is dark, the operation is over.
Fu Yanzhi came out. There was no tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes. His deep pupils were still bright. When he looked at the family members of the patients, he could give people an unspeakable sense of security.
After the handover with his family, Fu Yanzhi wants to go to the bathroom. He looks up as if he is aware of it.Ji Qingying is leaning on the end of the corridor, noticed that he looked over, silently curved lips.
There was sunlight behind her. The halo dyed out a small halo and fell on her face, making her bright and bright.
For a second.
Fu Yan lost his mind.
Looking at Fu Yanzhi turned to the other side, Ji Qingying suddenly laughed.
After a long time, when I saw him come out of the operating room, everything was worth it.
He was wearing sterile clothes, green.
It is praised as the most conspicuous and most hopeful color.
Clothes without cumbersome design style, on the ordinary appearance, or even not good-looking.
But the people who wear them are the best looking and greatest person in the world.
After a while, Fu Yanzhi changed his clothes, put on his white coat again and came over.
His hair looks a little messy because of his sterile hat.
"Why are you here?"
Smell speech, Ji Qingying funny look at him: "I didn't say to send you rice?"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her.
Ji Qingying knows what he is trying to express.
She laughed, raised her eyebrows and said, "I came to see you. I can still wait for an hour and a half."
Fu Yanzhi was speechless.
"Gone."
"Who took you there?"
"Ah, just the nurse last time, Zhao Yidong."
Fu Yan nodded.
The two returned to the Department, and Zhao Yidong mistakenly thought that Ji Qingying was Fu Yanzhi's cousin.
When she saw them, she called out, "doctor Fu."
Fu Yan nodded.
Zhao Yidong looks at Ji Qingying: "cousin, why haven't you left yet?"
Ji Qingying blinks.
Xu Chengli didn't know where he came from and joined the topic.
"Cousin, long time no see."
With a smile on his face, he said casually, "come again to deliver food to your cousin?"
Ji Qingying nodded his head.
"Yes."
Fu Yanzhi:
Xu Chengli glanced at Fu Yan and said, "how can I not have such a sweet cousin?"
Ji Qingying bites her lips and laughs.
Fu Yanzhi did not like to participate in this topic. He looked at the bag on the table: "take it hot and eat it again."
"Well."
With that, Fu Yanzhi took the paper bag with lunch and walked away with Ji Qingying.
They went to the hospital canteen.
Fu Yanzhi is a famous man. Even the canteen aunts know him. After hearing that he was going to heat up the meal, he took it over with enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
After the heat is good.
Fu Yanzhi looked at the food in front of him, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "not takeout?"
“……”
Ji Qingying was looked at by him and argued: "I went to pack it myself. Of course, it's not takeout."
Fu Yanzhi chuckled.
Ji Qingying is stunned and her ears are burning.
In the impression, he has always been cold, so that people dare not close.
Now with this smile, the eyebrows and eyes are loose, and the facial lines are soft. It's better to see.
His laughter was so deep and sweet that she couldn't resist.
She realized later.
I'm really finished.
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The door opens.
Fu Yanzhi appeared in his home clothes.
I haven't seen you for half a month. I don't know if it's Ji Qingying who says "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," or what's going on.
She thought the man in front of her was a little more handsome.
Just after taking a bath, Ji Qingying still has the smell of shower gel and shampoo.
It's not jasmine, it's peach. It's sweet in the air.
She looked at him with a low eyebrow and a smile: "Fu Yanzhi, long time no see."
Fu Yan dropped his eyes and turned sideways.
Ji Qingying follows in.
His home, as before, was still deserted.
As soon as he entered the house, Ji Qingying smelled the fragrance of flowers. Her eyes brightened and she turned to look at the man who was closing the door
"Well."
Fu Yanzhi also had some accidents. When he got home from work this morning, he went to the balcony to water as usual.
This found that the two pots of jasmine suddenly opened.
Season Qing Ying picks eyebrow, surprised way: "that I go to have a look."
Fu Yan nodded.
She quickened her pace to walk to the balcony, Fu Yan Zhi's balcony more than the living room breath.
In the corner, there is a black flower rack, which is full of green vegetation.
There are cactus, pineapple and so on.
Her two pots of Jasmine are in the middle.
The flowers are very beautiful, pure and rich.
Add a little different color to the green.
Ji Qingying saw the meeting and said happily, "it's so beautiful."
Fu Yan responded.
Ji Qingying took out his mobile phone and looked at him: "can I take a picture?"
"At will."
Fu Yanzhi didn't stand on the balcony for a long time and then entered the room.
Ji Qingying didn't care, anyway, she went into the house, Fu Yanzhi would not drive her out.
She took a full picture of jasmine flowers and made a serious circle of friends.
Ji Qingying's circle of friends basically has no daily life except that she can send photos of cheongsam.
All of a sudden, a piece of leisurely and elegant content was posted, which attracted many diving classmates and friends to come out one after another.
Chen Xinyu is the first to bear the brunt.
Chen Xinyu:? You're down to Jasmine now?
Rongxue: ah, sister Qingying, your jasmine blossoms are so beautiful!
Ye Zhenzhen: Ji Xuejie, why does this flower stand look so familiar.
Shen MuQing: Wow, the flowers of beauties are more beautiful than those of ordinary people.
In addition to familiar with these people, some and Ji Qingying not how to contact people, also leave comments.
Some clients even asked her if she had any tips on how to raise Jasmine so well.
Ji Qingying dare not take credit, holding a mobile phone to ask Fu Yanzhi.
After hearing her question, Fu Yan said without expression: "No."
Ji Qingying smiles and leans on the side and asks, "really not?"
Fu Yan said, "well."
Ji Qingying looked at him for a long time and said slowly, "I think so."
Fu Yanzhi took the cup and lifted his eyelids to see her.
Ji Qingying took his cup and sipped the white boiled water into his heart, then he said: "heart."
“……”
Fu Yan's expression was stagnant.
Ji Qingying's mouth is full of smile, rational analysis: "flower cultivation should be careful, you should remember to water, let it absorb the sun, rain can not let it outside rain, to spend a lot of thought."
She looked at Fu Yanzhi and stopped: "so I think your key to growing flowers is to use your heart. What I said is right with my analysis, doctor Fu."
The ridicule in her speech is too obvious, which makes Fu Yan lose his words again.
After the words fall.
The kitchen was quiet for a long time.
Ji Qingying secretly glanced at Fu Yan's expression. Before he wanted to drive people out, he found a reason to go out.
In the final analysis, before Fuyan to the bottom line is not clear, she is still nervous.
Fu Yanzhi looked at the figure of the person who went out. Her ear was still echoing her words.
He had no choice but to pinch the brow bone with a headache.
To Ji Qingying, it seems that from the beginning of understanding, Fu Yanzhi has no way to take her.
But he did not know that all emotional fermentation, are from the unconscious helpless start.
-
the two did not disturb each other.
Fu Yanzhi didn't have a rest after work. He was preparing an analysis of his illness, and his manuscript was not finished.
After greeting Ji Qingying, he entered the study.
Ji Qingying doesn't want to disturb her. She goes back to her side and takes her drawing tools. She goes to the balcony and starts to draw the design draft.
There are five days to go before the deadline of Sanqing design company.
Ji Qingying learned to draw since childhood, and showed her talent for design when she was very young.
She likes to draw everything she likes with her pen.
Sanqing's competition scale is not big, but in Ji Qingying, no matter how big or small, as long as she participates, she will go all out.
This also led to her high demands on herself.
Sitting on the balcony for half an hour, she couldn't feel it.
Ji Qingying leaned against the glass window and looked up at the sparkling lake.
The lake water rippling, in the sun with the wind ups and downs, like waving tail swimming fish.Suddenly, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.
She wrote down her inspiration and walked to the study with ease.
The door of the study was not completely closed, probably due to Fu Yan's politeness.
Ji Qingying walks past, has not made a sound to disturb, Fu Yan Zhi then raised an eye to see come over.
"What?"
Ji Qingying pointed to the antique wall clock in his study: "eat?"
Fu Yanzhi:
He looked at the time and whispered, "wait ten minutes for me."
Smell speech, season Qingying also does not urge, very obedient way: "good."
Ten minutes later, Fu Yanzhi closed the computer and came out.
Ji Qingying is sitting on the chair, holding a notebook in his hand, writing on it.
He inadvertently glanced, and the notebook was full of words.
The handwriting is good-looking but scratchy. It's an artist's font.
Ji Qingying wrote down the last word and looked up at him: "what do you want to eat?"
Fu Yanzhi took the cup on one side, sipped his saliva, looked down at her action of holding the mobile phone: "don't eat takeout."
Ji Qingying
She looked up at him.
Fu Yanzhi ignored her and went to the kitchen.
She was stunned for a long time and blinked slowly. There was an unreal thought in her mind.
"Do you do it?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and told her with his action.
There are fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator.
It was sent by his mother yesterday.
Fu Yanzhi is busy with his work. Although he has time to go to the supermarket, most of the time, he just eats casually.
He seldom thinks too much about a meal.
Three meals a day is enough for him.
But Fu's mother loved her son and would come over once in a while to fill his refrigerator.
Ji Qingying looked at the refrigerator and exclaimed: "did you go to the supermarket in the morning?"
"No
Fu Yanzhi was concise and comprehensive: "my mother sent it."
"Oh."
Ji Qingying curved his lips with a smile: "what will you do?"
Fu Yan glanced at her eyes.
Ji Qingying goes further: "doctor Fu, can you make braised spareribs?"
“……”
Ji Qingying sees him take out the spareribs, the eyes are full of smile.
"I'll give you a hand."
Fu Yan frowned, "no need."
Ji Qingying did not say a word.
Perceiving the silence of the people nearby, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "will?"
Ji Qingying nodded and AO Jiao said, "don't underestimate me."
Ji Qingying found out.
She seems to have another reason to like Fu Yanzhi.
After the fight, she did not leave the kitchen.
He quietly leaned against the refrigerator and looked at him. Fu Yanzhi focused on his work. The incandescent lamp on his head lit up the small world.
She could clearly see every little expression on Fu Yan's face.
He is skillful in his movements and seems to have practiced cooking a thousand times.
Every move is a very ordinary cooking.
Can be enlarged here in Ji Qingying, scene by scene, like the beautiful scenery in the movie.
Even more attractive than the scenery.
"When did you learn to cook?"
Fu Yan to the side of the eyes, on her pair of curious eyes, rarely mention a sentence: "University."
"Live outside?"
Fu Yanzhi nodded his head.
Although his parents are busy with their work, there are aunts at home who can do three meals a day on time.
Just in college, Fu Yanzhi and his classmates eat the school canteen every day.
But after an anatomy class, Fu Yanzhi lost his appetite in the canteen.
For a long time after that.
Fu's mother was worried and wanted to arrange an aunt to cook for him, but he refused.
After that, he rented a house near the school and began to cook by himself.
Strange to say.
It wasn't delicious at first, but he could eat it.
Over time, they also developed the habit of cooking.
Ji Qingying didn't ask any more questions.
It didn't take long to smell the food in the room.
Fu Yanzhi is good at cooking.
Before eating, Ji Qingying felt it. After tasting two mouthfuls, she was speechless and just wanted to solve all the food in front of her.
They had a harmonious lunch.
After eating, Ji Qingying took the initiative to clean up the table top, but also put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher.
Clean up properly, Ji Qingying also did not dare to advance.
She said something to Fu Yan and went back to her side with something in her arms.
She completely ignored a question, Fu Yanzhi never asked her about the dust in her house.
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in the afternoon.
Fu Yan to make up for sleep wake up, received a phone call from Fu's mother.
"Going home for dinner at night?"
Fu Yanzhi poured a glass of water into the kitchen, sipped his mouth and walked to the balcony: "are you free?"
Fu's mother laughed: "I have time to have dinner with my son naturally."
"Why, you don't have time?" she asked with a smile
Fu Yan's face showed a rare temperature: "where's my father?"
"Also rest, so I called you to go home for dinner. We haven't had dinner together for a month or two."Fu Yan said, "good."
He said, "I'll be back later."
"Yes."
Hang up the phone, Fu Yan to one side of the head, then saw the person on the balcony next door.
The balcony of Ji Qingying is decorated very beautiful, it is a place for rest.
The sun was shining out of the window and she was sleeping on the balcony table.
Books, blocking the light.
Fu Yanzhi looked at it and quickly moved away.
But the wind seemed to be against him.
He looked at the calm lake. The wind rippled, the lake rippled, and there was no strong perfume between the nose.
-
Ji Qingying had a sleep in the afternoon and was full of inspiration after waking up.
She focused on the drawing, and when she had decided on the basic style, she began to add things patiently.
Ji Qingying has always been like this.
Indulge in work and forget everything.
By the time she put down her brush, the clock was ticking to seven.
She reached out and rubbed her aching wrist, picked up her mobile phone and opened it.
It's a pity.
There is no message from Fu Yan.
Ji Qingying gets up and goes to the living room, turns on the TV, and casually finds a fashion show to play, which makes the room not so quiet.
She half lies on the sofa and returns the message to Chen Xinyu and Rongxue before poking open the wechat sent by Fu Yan.
Ji Qingying: [doctor Fu. ]
when receiving the news from Ji Qingying, Fu Yanzhi's family was about to have dinner.
Ye Zhen Zhen Zhen is also in, the room is all her chirping voice.
The mobile phone shakes, Fu Yan points to open to see.
His expression is delicate, as if thinking about how to reply.
Fu's mother looked at her eyes and said curiously, "whose news?"
Fu Zheng, also known as Fu Yanzhi's father, said calmly: "it's definitely not from the hospital."
He is also a doctor and knows that it can't be an emergency message from the hospital.
Generally, the hospital does not send messages, but calls directly.
Smell speech, Fu mother unexpectedly picked under eyebrow: "friend's?"
Ye Zhen Zhen bit chopsticks, suddenly came out a sentence: "elder brother, is my Ji Xuejie?"
Fu Yanzhi:
He looked at her coldly, Ye Zhen Zhen immediately put rice in his mouth.
Ooh, she shouldn't be talkative.
"Ji Xuejie?"
Fu's mother immediately grasped the key point: "who is this?"
Ye Zhen Zhen buries his head to eat bitterly, shakes his head abruptly.
I dare not say.
Fu Yan to droop eyes, to Ji Qingying back a question mark, just answer Fu mother question: "friend."
Fu mother gently smile, hit the nail: "girlfriend?"
“……”
"No
Fu Yanzhi put down his mobile phone and didn't want to say more.
If you are someone else, you will naturally know how to stop the topic, but you are no one else.
For the first time, she heard Fu Yanzhi say that having female friends naturally filled her with curiosity.
"Ordinary friends?"
Fu Yan gave a "um" voice and said faintly, "neighbor."
Fu mother pick eyebrow, turn head to see Ye Zhen Zhen: "Zhen Zhen also know?"
Ye Zhen Zhen has Fu mother protection, even busy way: "know."
She said: "Auntie, didn't I tell you that I participated in the school competition before? I found a senior sister to teach me and help me. It's her."
On hearing this, Fu's mother was surprised and said, "the student who can do Qipao?"
"Yes."
Fu's mother looked at her: "what's your name?"
"Ji Qingying."
Fu's mother smiles and looks at her son opposite her eyes.
After a while, Fu Yanzhi's mobile phone on the desk rang again.
Ji Qingying: [have you eaten yet? ]
Fu Yanzhi: [eating. ]
Ji Qingying:??? ]
Ji Qingying: [ah, don't you feel lonely and lonely when eating alone? Is doctor Fu short of company? I'm a good eater. ]
Fu Yanzhi: [not a person. ]
Ji Qingying: [oh. ]
he put down his cell phone.
This time, the phone didn't ring again every few seconds.
Fu Yan to slightly frown, do not forget to see a few mobile phones between meals.
Fu mother observes his small action, and Ye Zhen Zhen chat day.
"Zhen Zhen, show me your design draft later?"
"Good."
Fu's mother sighed: "yes, Fu Yanzhi."
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes.
Fu's mother looked at him: "I have an activity to participate in some time. I just want to make clothes. Can you ask your friend for me? Can you open a back door and make a cheongsam for me
“……”
Fu Yan to light way: "Ye Zhen Zhen can do."
Fu mother looked at the person whose eyes were pointed to, not guest airway: "Zhen Zhen or pupil level."
Ye Zhenzhen:
She's OK. She can do it. It's OK.
Fu Yan had a headache.
"I'll ask."
"Yes. If you don't have time, don't force. "
Fu Yan nodded: "yes."
-After eating, Fu Yanzhi drove back.
When I was about to arrive at the community, I saw a familiar person by the side of the road.
Ji Qingying knows that Fu Yanzhi is not a person to eat, then there is no mind to go up.
Of course, it's not angry.
It's pure. Those who know how to advance and retreat don't disturb. Of course, there is a little bit of caution.She changed her clothes and went downstairs with her mobile phone purse.
500 meters ahead of the community, there will be a shopping mall, and further on, there will be a busy market.
Near summer, the wind at night is very comfortable.
Ji Qingying earphone plug, a person stepping on the stone road to the side of the lively.
The streetlights are arranged in order to lengthen her shadow.
Ji Qingying did not stay much, went to the night market stalls to buy something, and then went back with his hands.
She focused on the food in her hand and didn't notice anyone looking at her.
Eat to the door of the community, she still holding a few strings of Kanto cooking.
As soon as she picked up a bunch of meatballs, she saw the man standing at the door of the community.
There was his long shadow on the ground, and he was looking down at her side.
They look at each other.
Ji Qingying put the meatball back, surprised to see him: "how are you here?"
Fu Yan responded softly.
Ji Qingying answered the voice, and then said, "wait for someone else?"
"Wait for you."
Ji Qingying is stunned and hears her heartbeat.
His flat light words, like throwing stones into the lake, ripple in her heart.
"Wait for me?"
She was stunned: "you just came back?"
"Well."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "let's go."
Season Qing Ying reaction slow a few times, should sound: "Oh."
Until walking to the community, smelling the fragrance of all kinds of flowers in the community, Ji Qingying did not come back to God.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Fu Yan looked at her: "are you busy recently?"
"All right."
Ji Qingying said: "before some customer orders fell, have to rush, how?"
Fu Yan to droop to see her, silent for a moment: "nothing."
Ji Qingying
She choked and whispered, "I thought you were going to ask me out."
“……”
They enter the elevator, silent home.
When Ji Qingying wants to enter the room, Fu Yanzhi suddenly stops her.
"What's the matter?"
Her eyes narrowed: "doctor Fu, if you really want to ask me out, I'm sure I can squeeze out time to go out with you."
Fu Yanzhi:
He looked at Ji Qingying with a smile on his face and turned off the topic: "this is for you."
Ji Qingying looked at the thing in his hand, surprised: "what is it?"
"Chicken soup."
Ji Qingying blinks.
Fu Yanzhi explained: "Ye Zhen Zhen let me give you."
Ji Qingying
She looked at the things in her arms and couldn't help laughing: "did you have dinner with her in the evening?"
Fu Yanzhi nodded his head.
In an instant, the mood of Ji Qingying turns cloudy.
Her eyes bent. "OK, thank you."
Before entering the house, she couldn't help looking back at the straight figure: "Fu Yanzhi, I'll send you food tomorrow."
In order to prevent Fu Yan from making a sound blow, she quickly said: "it's not takeout."
This night.
After drinking Fu Yan's love chicken soup, few of them sleep until dawn.
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it was still sunny.
After Ji Qingying gets up, the unfinished design draft is finished, and then he starts to make the clothes ordered before.
She is not the only one in the studio, but there are some lists that the guests ask her to do.
Even if they wait, they will.
Ji Qingying was busy until eleven o'clock, and then went to the kitchen.
Her kitchen was as clean as new, and the pots and pans she bought were basically unused.
But the equipment is complete.
Ji Qingying doesn't know how to cook, but she can stew.
She lived with her grandmother when she was young. Her cooking skill was very good. She learned it after a long time.
Ji Qingying went out after stewing soup. Before going to the hospital, she went to a three food restaurant.
I packed it in the store. It's not takeout, right?
When Ji Qingying arrived at the hospital, it was just the noon break.
She was quite familiar with the way to Fu Yanzhi's department. When she arrived, the Department was empty and no one was there.
She looked at it and didn't call him to send a message. She sat down beside him and waited quietly.
Fu Yanzhi is very busy today.
As soon as I arrived at the hospital in the morning, I sent a patient with a heart attack.
It was a 60 year old grandmother with chest pain.
After entering the emergency examination, communicating with the patient's family and contacting the anesthesia preparation, Fu Yanzhi entered the operating room. He was the main knife.
All the people in the operating room were so absorbed that they were in a good mood.
The sound of instruments and equipment, the breathing sound of patients and doctors flowed in the room.
The light was dazzling.
But it has no effect on them who are used to it.
……
It's two o'clock.
The operating room display indicator light is dark, the operation is over.
Fu Yanzhi came out. There was no tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes. His deep pupils were still bright. When he looked at the family members of the patients, he could give people an unspeakable sense of security.
After the handover with his family, Fu Yanzhi wants to go to the bathroom. He looks up as if he is aware of it.Ji Qingying is leaning on the end of the corridor, noticed that he looked over, silently curved lips.
There was sunlight behind her. The halo dyed out a small halo and fell on her face, making her bright and bright.
For a second.
Fu Yan lost his mind.
Looking at Fu Yanzhi turned to the other side, Ji Qingying suddenly laughed.
After a long time, when I saw him come out of the operating room, everything was worth it.
He was wearing sterile clothes, green.
It is praised as the most conspicuous and most hopeful color.
Clothes without cumbersome design style, on the ordinary appearance, or even not good-looking.
But the people who wear them are the best looking and greatest person in the world.
After a while, Fu Yanzhi changed his clothes, put on his white coat again and came over.
His hair looks a little messy because of his sterile hat.
"Why are you here?"
Smell speech, Ji Qingying funny look at him: "I didn't say to send you rice?"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her.
Ji Qingying knows what he is trying to express.
She laughed, raised her eyebrows and said, "I came to see you. I can still wait for an hour and a half."
Fu Yanzhi was speechless.
"Gone."
"Who took you there?"
"Ah, just the nurse last time, Zhao Yidong."
Fu Yan nodded.
The two returned to the Department, and Zhao Yidong mistakenly thought that Ji Qingying was Fu Yanzhi's cousin.
When she saw them, she called out, "doctor Fu."
Fu Yan nodded.
Zhao Yidong looks at Ji Qingying: "cousin, why haven't you left yet?"
Ji Qingying blinks.
Xu Chengli didn't know where he came from and joined the topic.
"Cousin, long time no see."
With a smile on his face, he said casually, "come again to deliver food to your cousin?"
Ji Qingying nodded his head.
"Yes."
Fu Yanzhi:
Xu Chengli glanced at Fu Yan and said, "how can I not have such a sweet cousin?"
Ji Qingying bites her lips and laughs.
Fu Yanzhi did not like to participate in this topic. He looked at the bag on the table: "take it hot and eat it again."
"Well."
With that, Fu Yanzhi took the paper bag with lunch and walked away with Ji Qingying.
They went to the hospital canteen.
Fu Yanzhi is a famous man. Even the canteen aunts know him. After hearing that he was going to heat up the meal, he took it over with enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
After the heat is good.
Fu Yanzhi looked at the food in front of him, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "not takeout?"
“……”
Ji Qingying was looked at by him and argued: "I went to pack it myself. Of course, it's not takeout."
Fu Yanzhi chuckled.
Ji Qingying is stunned and her ears are burning.
In the impression, he has always been cold, so that people dare not close.
Now with this smile, the eyebrows and eyes are loose, and the facial lines are soft. It's better to see.
His laughter was so deep and sweet that she couldn't resist.
She realized later.
I'm really finished.
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The door opens. Fu Yanzhi appeared in his home clothes. I haven't seen you for half a month. I don't know if it's Ji Qingying who says "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," or what's going on. She thought the man in front of her was a little more handsome. Just after taking a bath, Ji Qingying still has the smell of shower gel and shampoo. It's not jasmine, it's peach. It's sweet in the air. She looked at him with a low eyebrow and a smile: "Fu Yanzhi, long time no see." Fu Yan dropped his eyes and turned sideways. Ji Qingying follows in. His home, as before, was still deserted. As soon as he entered the house, Ji Qingying smelled the fragrance of flowers. Her eyes brightened and she turned to look at the man who was closing the door "Well." Fu Yanzhi also had some accidents. When he got home from work this morning, he went to the balcony to water as usual. This found that the two pots of jasmine suddenly opened. Season Qing Ying picks eyebrow, surprised way: "that I go to have a look." Fu Yan nodded. She quickened her pace to walk to the balcony, Fu Yan Zhi's balcony more than the living room breath. In the corner, there is a black flower rack, which is full of green vegetation. There are cactus, pineapple and so on. Her two pots of Jasmine are in the middle. The flowers are very beautiful, pure and rich. Add a little different color to the green. Ji Qingying saw the meeting and said happily, "it's so beautiful." Fu Yan responded. Ji Qingying took out his mobile phone and looked at him: "can I take a picture?" "At will." Fu Yanzhi didn't stand on the balcony for a long time and then entered the room. Ji Qingying didn't care, anyway, she went into the house, Fu Yanzhi would not drive her out. She took a full picture of jasmine flowers and made a serious circle of friends. Ji Qingying's circle of friends basically has no daily life except that she can send photos of cheongsam. All of a sudden, a piece of leisurely and elegant content was posted, which attracted many diving classmates and friends to come out one after another. Chen Xinyu is the first to bear the brunt. Chen Xinyu:? You're down to Jasmine now? Rongxue: ah, sister Qingying, your jasmine blossoms are so beautiful! Ye Zhenzhen: Ji Xuejie, why does this flower stand look so familiar. Shen MuQing: Wow, the flowers of beauties are more beautiful than those of ordinary people. In addition to familiar with these people, some and Ji Qingying not how to contact people, also leave comments. Some clients even asked her if she had any tips on how to raise Jasmine so well. Ji Qingying dare not take credit, holding a mobile phone to ask Fu Yanzhi. After hearing her question, Fu Yan said without expression: "No." Ji Qingying smiles and leans on the side and asks, "really not?" Fu Yan said, "well." Ji Qingying looked at him for a long time and said slowly, "I think so." Fu Yanzhi took the cup and lifted his eyelids to see her. Ji Qingying took his cup and sipped the white boiled water into his heart, then he said: "heart." Fu Yan's expression was stagnant. Ji Qingying's mouth is full of smile, rational analysis: "flower cultivation should be careful, you should remember to water, let it absorb the sun, rain can not let it outside rain, to spend a lot of thought." She looked at Fu Yanzhi and stopped: "so I think your key to growing flowers is to use your heart. What I said is right with my analysis, doctor Fu." The ridicule in her speech is too obvious, which makes Fu Yan lose his words again. After the words fall. The kitchen was quiet for a long time. Ji Qingying secretly glanced at Fu Yan's expression. Before he wanted to drive people out, he found a reason to go out. In the final analysis, before Fuyan to the bottom line is not clear, she is still nervous. Fu Yanzhi looked at the figure of the person who went out. Her ear was still echoing her words. He had no choice but to pinch the brow bone with a headache. To Ji Qingying, it seems that from the beginning of understanding, Fu Yanzhi has no way to take her. But he did not know that all emotional fermentation, are from the unconscious helpless start. -the two did not disturb each other. Fu Yanzhi didn't have a rest after work. He was preparing an analysis of his illness, and his manuscript was not finished. After greeting Ji Qingying, he entered the study. Ji Qingying doesn't want to disturb her. She goes back to her side and takes her drawing tools. She goes to the balcony and starts to draw the design draft. There are five days to go before the deadline of Sanqing design company. Ji Qingying learned to draw since childhood, and showed her talent for design when she was very young. She likes to draw everything she likes with her pen. Sanqing's competition scale is not big, but in Ji Qingying, no matter how big or small, as long as she participates, she will go all out. This also led to her high demands on herself. Sitting on the balcony for half an hour, she couldn't feel it. Ji Qingying leaned against the glass window and looked up at the sparkling lake. The lake water rippling, in the sun with the wind ups and downs, like waving tail swimming fish.Suddenly, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up. She wrote down her inspiration and walked to the study with ease. The door of the study was not completely closed, probably due to Fu Yan's politeness. Ji Qingying walks past, has not made a sound to disturb, Fu Yan Zhi then raised an eye to see come over. "What?" Ji Qingying pointed to the antique wall clock in his study: "eat?" Fu Yanzhi: He looked at the time and whispered, "wait ten minutes for me." Smell speech, season Qingying also does not urge, very obedient way: "good." Ten minutes later, Fu Yanzhi closed the computer and came out. Ji Qingying is sitting on the chair, holding a notebook in his hand, writing on it. He inadvertently glanced, and the notebook was full of words. The handwriting is good-looking but scratchy. It's an artist's font. Ji Qingying wrote down the last word and looked up at him: "what do you want to eat?" Fu Yanzhi took the cup on one side, sipped his saliva, looked down at her action of holding the mobile phone: "don't eat takeout." Ji Qingying She looked up at him. Fu Yanzhi ignored her and went to the kitchen. She was stunned for a long time and blinked slowly. There was an unreal thought in her mind. "Do you do it?" Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and told her with his action. There are fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator. It was sent by his mother yesterday. Fu Yanzhi is busy with his work. Although he has time to go to the supermarket, most of the time, he just eats casually. He seldom thinks too much about a meal. Three meals a day is enough for him. But Fu's mother loved her son and would come over once in a while to fill his refrigerator. Ji Qingying looked at the refrigerator and exclaimed: "did you go to the supermarket in the morning?" "No Fu Yanzhi was concise and comprehensive: "my mother sent it." "Oh." Ji Qingying curved his lips with a smile: "what will you do?" Fu Yan glanced at her eyes. Ji Qingying goes further: "doctor Fu, can you make braised spareribs?" Ji Qingying sees him take out the spareribs, the eyes are full of smile. "I'll give you a hand." Fu Yan frowned, "no need." Ji Qingying did not say a word. Perceiving the silence of the people nearby, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "will?" Ji Qingying nodded and AO Jiao said, "don't underestimate me." Ji Qingying found out. She seems to have another reason to like Fu Yanzhi. After the fight, she did not leave the kitchen. He quietly leaned against the refrigerator and looked at him. Fu Yanzhi focused on his work. The incandescent lamp on his head lit up the small world. She could clearly see every little expression on Fu Yan's face. He is skillful in his movements and seems to have practiced cooking a thousand times. Every move is a very ordinary cooking. Can be enlarged here in Ji Qingying, scene by scene, like the beautiful scenery in the movie. Even more attractive than the scenery. "When did you learn to cook?" Fu Yan to the side of the eyes, on her pair of curious eyes, rarely mention a sentence: "University." "Live outside?" Fu Yanzhi nodded his head. Although his parents are busy with their work, there are aunts at home who can do three meals a day on time. Just in college, Fu Yanzhi and his classmates eat the school canteen every day. But after an anatomy class, Fu Yanzhi lost his appetite in the canteen. For a long time after that. Fu's mother was worried and wanted to arrange an aunt to cook for him, but he refused. After that, he rented a house near the school and began to cook by himself. Strange to say. It wasn't delicious at first, but he could eat it. Over time, they also developed the habit of cooking. Ji Qingying didn't ask any more questions. It didn't take long to smell the food in the room. Fu Yanzhi is good at cooking. Before eating, Ji Qingying felt it. After tasting two mouthfuls, she was speechless and just wanted to solve all the food in front of her. They had a harmonious lunch. After eating, Ji Qingying took the initiative to clean up the table top, but also put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher. Clean up properly, Ji Qingying also did not dare to advance. She said something to Fu Yan and went back to her side with something in her arms. She completely ignored a question, Fu Yanzhi never asked her about the dust in her house. -in the afternoon. Fu Yan to make up for sleep wake up, received a phone call from Fu's mother. "Going home for dinner at night?" Fu Yanzhi poured a glass of water into the kitchen, sipped his mouth and walked to the balcony: "are you free?" Fu's mother laughed: "I have time to have dinner with my son naturally." "Why, you don't have time?" she asked with a smile Fu Yan's face showed a rare temperature: "where's my father?" "Also rest, so I called you to go home for dinner. We haven't had dinner together for a month or two."Fu Yan said, "good." He said, "I'll be back later." "Yes." Hang up the phone, Fu Yan to one side of the head, then saw the person on the balcony next door. The balcony of Ji Qingying is decorated very beautiful, it is a place for rest. The sun was shining out of the window and she was sleeping on the balcony table. Books, blocking the light. Fu Yanzhi looked at it and quickly moved away. But the wind seemed to be against him. He looked at the calm lake. The wind rippled, the lake rippled, and there was no strong perfume between the nose. -Ji Qingying had a sleep in the afternoon and was full of inspiration after waking up. She focused on the drawing, and when she had decided on the basic style, she began to add things patiently. Ji Qingying has always been like this. Indulge in work and forget everything. By the time she put down her brush, the clock was ticking to seven. She reached out and rubbed her aching wrist, picked up her mobile phone and opened it. It's a pity. There is no message from Fu Yan. Ji Qingying gets up and goes to the living room, turns on the TV, and casually finds a fashion show to play, which makes the room not so quiet. She half lies on the sofa and returns the message to Chen Xinyu and Rongxue before poking open the wechat sent by Fu Yan. Ji Qingying: doctor Fu. when receiving the news from Ji Qingying, Fu Yanzhi's family was about to have dinner. Ye Zhen Zhen Zhen is also in, the room is all her chirping voice. The mobile phone shakes, Fu Yan points to open to see. His expression is delicate, as if thinking about how to reply. Fu's mother looked at her eyes and said curiously, "whose news?" Fu Zheng, also known as Fu Yanzhi's father, said calmly: "it's definitely not from the hospital." He is also a doctor and knows that it can't be an emergency message from the hospital. Generally, the hospital does not send messages, but calls directly. Smell speech, Fu mother unexpectedly picked under eyebrow: "friend's?" Ye Zhen Zhen bit chopsticks, suddenly came out a sentence: "elder brother, is my Ji Xuejie?" Fu Yanzhi: He looked at her coldly, Ye Zhen Zhen immediately put rice in his mouth. Ooh, she shouldn't be talkative. "Ji Xuejie?" Fu's mother immediately grasped the key point: "who is this?" Ye Zhen Zhen buries his head to eat bitterly, shakes his head abruptly. I dare not say. Fu Yan to droop eyes, to Ji Qingying back a question mark, just answer Fu mother question: "friend." Fu mother gently smile, hit the nail: "girlfriend?" "No Fu Yanzhi put down his mobile phone and didn't want to say more. If you are someone else, you will naturally know how to stop the topic, but you are no one else. For the first time, she heard Fu Yanzhi say that having female friends naturally filled her with curiosity. "Ordinary friends?" Fu Yan gave a "um" voice and said faintly, "neighbor." Fu mother pick eyebrow, turn head to see Ye Zhen Zhen: "Zhen Zhen also know?" Ye Zhen Zhen has Fu mother protection, even busy way: "know." She said: "Auntie, didn't I tell you that I participated in the school competition before? I found a senior sister to teach me and help me. It's her." On hearing this, Fu's mother was surprised and said, "the student who can do Qipao?" "Yes." Fu's mother looked at her: "what's your name?" "Ji Qingying." Fu's mother smiles and looks at her son opposite her eyes. After a while, Fu Yanzhi's mobile phone on the desk rang again. Ji Qingying: have you eaten yet? Fu Yanzhi: eating. Ji Qingying:??? Ji Qingying: ah, don't you feel lonely and lonely when eating alone? Is doctor Fu short of company? I'm a good eater. Fu Yanzhi: not a person. Ji Qingying: oh. he put down his cell phone. This time, the phone didn't ring again every few seconds. Fu Yan to slightly frown, do not forget to see a few mobile phones between meals. Fu mother observes his small action, and Ye Zhen Zhen chat day. "Zhen Zhen, show me your design draft later?" "Good." Fu's mother sighed: "yes, Fu Yanzhi." Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes. Fu's mother looked at him: "I have an activity to participate in some time. I just want to make clothes. Can you ask your friend for me? Can you open a back door and make a cheongsam for me Fu Yan to light way: "Ye Zhen Zhen can do." Fu mother looked at the person whose eyes were pointed to, not guest airway: "Zhen Zhen or pupil level." Ye Zhenzhen: She's OK. She can do it. It's OK. Fu Yan had a headache. "I'll ask." "Yes. If you don't have time, don't force. " Fu Yan nodded: "yes." -After eating, Fu Yanzhi drove back. When I was about to arrive at the community, I saw a familiar person by the side of the road. Ji Qingying knows that Fu Yanzhi is not a person to eat, then there is no mind to go up. Of course, it's not angry. It's pure. Those who know how to advance and retreat don't disturb. Of course, there is a little bit of caution.She changed her clothes and went downstairs with her mobile phone purse. 500 meters ahead of the community, there will be a shopping mall, and further on, there will be a busy market. Near summer, the wind at night is very comfortable. Ji Qingying earphone plug, a person stepping on the stone road to the side of the lively. The streetlights are arranged in order to lengthen her shadow. Ji Qingying did not stay much, went to the night market stalls to buy something, and then went back with his hands. She focused on the food in her hand and didn't notice anyone looking at her. Eat to the door of the community, she still holding a few strings of Kanto cooking. As soon as she picked up a bunch of meatballs, she saw the man standing at the door of the community. There was his long shadow on the ground, and he was looking down at her side. They look at each other. Ji Qingying put the meatball back, surprised to see him: "how are you here?" Fu Yan responded softly. Ji Qingying answered the voice, and then said, "wait for someone else?" "Wait for you." Ji Qingying is stunned and hears her heartbeat. His flat light words, like throwing stones into the lake, ripple in her heart. "Wait for me?" She was stunned: "you just came back?" "Well." Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "let's go." Season Qing Ying reaction slow a few times, should sound: "Oh." Until walking to the community, smelling the fragrance of all kinds of flowers in the community, Ji Qingying did not come back to God. "Are you waiting for me?" Fu Yan looked at her: "are you busy recently?" "All right." Ji Qingying said: "before some customer orders fell, have to rush, how?" Fu Yan to droop to see her, silent for a moment: "nothing." Ji Qingying She choked and whispered, "I thought you were going to ask me out." They enter the elevator, silent home. When Ji Qingying wants to enter the room, Fu Yanzhi suddenly stops her. "What's the matter?" Her eyes narrowed: "doctor Fu, if you really want to ask me out, I'm sure I can squeeze out time to go out with you." Fu Yanzhi: He looked at Ji Qingying with a smile on his face and turned off the topic: "this is for you." Ji Qingying looked at the thing in his hand, surprised: "what is it?" "Chicken soup." Ji Qingying blinks. Fu Yanzhi explained: "Ye Zhen Zhen let me give you." Ji Qingying She looked at the things in her arms and couldn't help laughing: "did you have dinner with her in the evening?" Fu Yanzhi nodded his head. In an instant, the mood of Ji Qingying turns cloudy. Her eyes bent. "OK, thank you." Before entering the house, she couldn't help looking back at the straight figure: "Fu Yanzhi, I'll send you food tomorrow." In order to prevent Fu Yan from making a sound blow, she quickly said: "it's not takeout." This night. After drinking Fu Yan's love chicken soup, few of them sleep until dawn. -it was still sunny. After Ji Qingying gets up, the unfinished design draft is finished, and then he starts to make the clothes ordered before. She is not the only one in the studio, but there are some lists that the guests ask her to do. Even if they wait, they will. Ji Qingying was busy until eleven o'clock, and then went to the kitchen. Her kitchen was as clean as new, and the pots and pans she bought were basically unused. But the equipment is complete. Ji Qingying doesn't know how to cook, but she can stew. She lived with her grandmother when she was young. Her cooking skill was very good. She learned it after a long time. Ji Qingying went out after stewing soup. Before going to the hospital, she went to a three food restaurant. I packed it in the store. It's not takeout, right? When Ji Qingying arrived at the hospital, it was just the noon break. She was quite familiar with the way to Fu Yanzhi's department. When she arrived, the Department was empty and no one was there. She looked at it and didn't call him to send a message. She sat down beside him and waited quietly. Fu Yanzhi is very busy today. As soon as I arrived at the hospital in the morning, I sent a patient with a heart attack. It was a 60 year old grandmother with chest pain. After entering the emergency examination, communicating with the patient's family and contacting the anesthesia preparation, Fu Yanzhi entered the operating room. He was the main knife. All the people in the operating room were so absorbed that they were in a good mood. The sound of instruments and equipment, the breathing sound of patients and doctors flowed in the room. The light was dazzling. But it has no effect on them who are used to it. It's two o'clock. The operating room display indicator light is dark, the operation is over. Fu Yanzhi came out. There was no tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes. His deep pupils were still bright. When he looked at the family members of the patients, he could give people an unspeakable sense of security. After the handover with his family, Fu Yanzhi wants to go to the bathroom. He looks up as if he is aware of it.Ji Qingying is leaning on the end of the corridor, noticed that he looked over, silently curved lips. There was sunlight behind her. The halo dyed out a small halo and fell on her face, making her bright and bright. For a second. Fu Yan lost his mind. Looking at Fu Yanzhi turned to the other side, Ji Qingying suddenly laughed. After a long time, when I saw him come out of the operating room, everything was worth it. He was wearing sterile clothes, green. It is praised as the most conspicuous and most hopeful color. Clothes without cumbersome design style, on the ordinary appearance, or even not good-looking. But the people who wear them are the best looking and greatest person in the world. After a while, Fu Yanzhi changed his clothes, put on his white coat again and came over. His hair looks a little messy because of his sterile hat. "Why are you here?" Smell speech, Ji Qingying funny look at him: "I didn't say to send you rice?" Fu Yanzhi looked down at her. Ji Qingying knows what he is trying to express. She laughed, raised her eyebrows and said, "I came to see you. I can still wait for an hour and a half." Fu Yanzhi was speechless. "Gone." "Who took you there?" "Ah, just the nurse last time, Zhao Yidong." Fu Yan nodded. The two returned to the Department, and Zhao Yidong mistakenly thought that Ji Qingying was Fu Yanzhi's cousin. When she saw them, she called out, "doctor Fu." Fu Yan nodded. Zhao Yidong looks at Ji Qingying: "cousin, why haven't you left yet?" Ji Qingying blinks. Xu Chengli didn't know where he came from and joined the topic. "Cousin, long time no see." With a smile on his face, he said casually, "come again to deliver food to your cousin?" Ji Qingying nodded his head. "Yes." Fu Yanzhi: Xu Chengli glanced at Fu Yan and said, "how can I not have such a sweet cousin?" Ji Qingying bites her lips and laughs. Fu Yanzhi did not like to participate in this topic. He looked at the bag on the table: "take it hot and eat it again." "Well." With that, Fu Yanzhi took the paper bag with lunch and walked away with Ji Qingying. They went to the hospital canteen. Fu Yanzhi is a famous man. Even the canteen aunts know him. After hearing that he was going to heat up the meal, he took it over with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. After the heat is good. Fu Yanzhi looked at the food in front of him, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "not takeout?" Ji Qingying was looked at by him and argued: "I went to pack it myself. Of course, it's not takeout." Fu Yanzhi chuckled. Ji Qingying is stunned and her ears are burning. In the impression, he has always been cold, so that people dare not close. Now with this smile, the eyebrows and eyes are loose, and the facial lines are soft. It's better to see. His laughter was so deep and sweet that she couldn't resist. She realized later. I'm really finished. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
