Jiaochen

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Fu Yanzhi appeared in home clothes.

I haven't seen it for half a month, and I don't know if it is Ji Qingying's'beautiful beauty in the eyes of her lover' or what is going on.

She thought the man in front of her was a little more handsome.

Just after taking a shower, Ji Qingying still smelled of shower (lotion) and shampoo.

It's not the jasmine before, but peach, and the air is full of sweetness.

She lowered her eyebrows and looked at him with a small smile: "Fu Yanzhi, long time no see."

Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and turned sideways.

Ji Qingying followed in.

His home is the same as before, 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 closing the door: "The flowers are blooming?"

"Ok."

Fu Yanzhi was also a little surprised. After arriving home from get off work this morning, he went to the balcony to water as usual.

It was only then that the two pots of jasmine blossomed suddenly.

Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows and said in surprise: "Then I'll go take a look."

Fu Yan nodded.

She quickened her pace and walked to the balcony, Fu Yanzhi's balcony was more life-like than the living room.

There is a black (color) flower stand in the corner, which is piled with green (color) vegetation.

There are cactus, green dill and so on.

Her two pots of jasmine were placed in the middle.

The flowers are very beautiful, pure and rich.

Add a different (color) color to this piece of green.

Ji Qingying watched it for a while and said with joy: "So beautiful."

Fu Yanzhi answered.

Ji Qingying (touching Mo) took out her phone and looked at him: "Can I take a picture?"

"random."

Fu Yanzhi didn't stand on the balcony for too long, and entered the house after a while.

Ji Qingying didn't care, anyway, she had entered the house, and Fu Yanzhi would not drive her out.

She took photos of Jasmine in all directions and sent it to a circle of friends very seriously.

Ji Qingying’s circle of friends has basically no daily life except for sending photos of cheongsam.

Suddenly posted a piece of leisurely and elegant content, which attracted many students and friends who were diving.

And Chen Xinyu bears the brunt.

Chen Xinyu:? Are you now reduced to show jasmine?

Rong Xue: Ah Qingying sister, your jasmine flowers are so beautiful!

Ye Zhenzhen: Senior sister Ji, why does this flower stand look so familiar.

Shen Muqing: Wow, beautiful flowers are more beautiful than ordinary people.

In addition to these familiar people, some people who don't have much contact with Ji Qingying also left comments.

Some customers even asked her if she had any tips on how to raise jasmine so well.

Ji Qingying didn't dare to take credit, holding the phone to ask Fu Yanzhi.

After hearing her question, Fu Yanzhi said blankly: "No."

Ji Qingying smiled, leaning on the side and asked, "Really not?"

Fu Yanzhi: "Yeah."

Ji Qingying looked at him sideways for a long while, and said slowly: "I think so."

Fu Yan paused with the cup's hand and raised his eyelids to look at her.

Ji Qingying took his cup, took a sip of boiled water, and said, "With your heart."

"..."

Fu Yan's expression stagnated.

Ji Qingying’s mouth overflowed with a smile, and Li Xing analyzed: “Grow flowers carefully. Remember to water them so that they can absorb the sun. If it rains, you can’t let them rain outside. It takes a lot of thought.”

She looked at Fu Yanzhi and paused: "So I think your trick to growing flowers is to use your heart. I said that my analysis is correct, Doctor Fu."

The teasing in her words was too obvious, and Fu Yanzhi once again lost his words.

After the words fall.

The kitchen was quiet for a long time.

Ji Qingying secretly glanced at Fu Yanzhi, and before he was about to drive people away, she found a reason to go out.

After all, she was still nervous before (touching Mo) clearly where Fu Yanzhi's bottom line was.

Fu Yanzhi glanced at the back of the person who walked out, her ears were still echoing what she had just said.

Helpless, he pinched his brow bone with a headache.

For Ji Qingying, it seemed that from the beginning of acquaintance, Fu Yanzhi couldn't do anything about her.

But he didn't know that all emotional fermentation started with unconscious helplessness.

-

The two do not disturb each other.

Fu Yanzhi did not rest after get off work. He was preparing for an analysis of his condition, and the manuscript had not been finished yet.

After greeted Ji Qingying, he entered the study.

Ji Qingying didn't bother to bother, she went back to her side and took the drawing tools and went to the balcony to start drawing the design draft.

There are still five days before the deadline of Sanqing Design Company.

Ji Qingying has learned to paint since she was a child, and also showed her design talent at a very young age.

She likes to draw everything she likes with a brush.

The scale of Sanqing's competition is small, 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 didn't find the touch.

Ji Qingying leaned on the glass window and looked up at the sparkling lake.

The lake is rippling with blue waves, undulating with the wind in the sun, like a small fish with its tail waving.

Suddenly, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.

She took down the inspiration and walked lightly towards the study.

The door of the study was not completely closed, probably because of Fu Yanzhi's politeness.

Ji Qingying walked over, and before interrupting, Fu Yanzhi looked up.

"how?"

Ji Qingying pointed to the retro wall clock in his study: "Are you eating?"

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

He glanced at the time and whispered: "Wait for ten minutes."

Hearing this, Ji Qingying didn't urge him, and said very obediently: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, Fu Yanzhi closed the computer and walked out.

Ji Qingying is sitting on a chair, holding a notebook in her hand and writing on it.

He glanced inadvertently, and his notebook was full of words.

The handwriting is good-looking but scribbled, in 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 a cup on one side and sipped his mouth. He looked down at her gesture of holding the phone: "Don't eat takeaway."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She raised her eyes to look at him.

Fu Yanzhi ignored her and went to the kitchen.

She was stunned for a while, and blinked slowly, with an unreal idea in her mind.

"Do you do it?"

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and told her with actions.

There are fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator.

It was delivered by his mother yesterday.

Fu Yanzhi is busy at work. Although he has time to go to the supermarket, most of the time, he just eats something casually.

He seldom spends too much effort to toss a meal.

Three meals a day are enough for him.

But Mother Fu loves her son and will come over from time to time to fill his refrigerator.

Ji Qingying looked at the dazzling array of refrigerators and exclaimed, "Did you go to the supermarket in the morning?"

"No."

Fu Yan's speech was concise and concise: "My mother sent it here."

"Oh."

Ji Qingying curled her lips and smiled: "What will you do?"

Fu Yanzhi glanced at her.

Ji Qingying got an inch in the foot: "Doctor Fu, can you cook braised pork ribs?"

"..."

Ji Qingying saw him take out the ribs, her eyes filled with smiles.

"I'll give you a hand."

Fu Yanzhi frowned, "No need."

Ji Qingying didn't say a word.

Perceiving the silence of the people next to him, Fu Yanzhi suddenly asked, "Yes?"

Ji Qingying nodded and said proudly: "Don't underestimate me."

Ji Qingying found out.

She seems to have one more reason to like Fu Yanzhi.

After the fight, she did not leave the kitchen.

He quietly leaned against the refrigerator and looked at him. When Fu Yanzhi focused on doing things, the incandescent lamp above his head was turned on, illuminating this small world.

She could clearly see every little expression on Fu Yanzhi's face.

He is skilled in his movements and seems to have practiced cooking a thousand times.

Every action is a very ordinary cooking.

But it can be zoomed in here by Ji Qingying, scene by scene, all like the beautiful scenes (colors) in the movie.

Even more attractive to her than Jing (color).

"When did you learn to cook?"

Fu Yanzhi looked sideways, and after meeting her curious eyes, he rarely mentioned: "University."

"Live outside?"

Fu Yanzhi nodded.

He grew up in a well-off family. Although his parents were busy with work, there was an aunt at home who would make three meals a day on time.

Just in college, Fu Yanzhi also ate the school cafeteria every day like his classmates.

But after an anatomy class, Fu Yanzhi went to the canteen to completely lose his appetite.

This was the case for a long time afterwards.

Fu's mother was worried and wanted to arrange an aunt for him to cook, but he refused.

After that, he rented a house near the school and started cooking by himself.

It's strange.

It was not delicious at first, but he could eat it.

Over time, they develop a habit of cooking.

Ji Qingying didn't ask any more.

It didn't take long before the smell of food wafted from the room.

Fu Yanzhi is very good at cooking.

Ji Qingying felt it before eating. After tasting two bites, she didn't speak, she just wanted to solve all the food in front of her.

The two had a harmonious lunch.

After eating, Ji Qingying took the initiative to clean up the tabletop and put the dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher.

After packing up, Ji Qingying did not dare to make any further progress.

She talked to Fu Yanzhi, and then returned to her side with the things in her arms.

She completely ignored one question, and Fu Yanzhi never asked her from beginning to end

About the dust in her house.

-

in the afternoon.

Fu Yanzhi wakes up to sleep and receives a call from Fu's mother.

"Do you go home for dinner at night?"

Fu Yanzhi went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and took a sip to walk to the balcony: "Are you free?"

Fu's mother laughed: "I naturally have time for a meal with my son."

She smiled and asked, "Why, you are not free?"

Fu Yanzhi's face showed a rare temperature: "Where is my dad?"

"I also rested, so I called you to go home for dinner. Our family of three hasn't eaten together for a month or two."

Fu Yanzhi answered, "Okay."

He said, "I'll be back later."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanzhi turned his head and saw the person on the balcony next door.

Ji Qingying’s balcony is beautifully decorated and is a suitable place to relax.

The sun outside the window was shining, and she lay down on the balcony table (sleeping in Shui).

Use a book to block the light.

Fu Yanzhi glanced, and quickly looked away.

But the wind seemed to be against him.

He looked at the calm water of the lake. The wind blew by, ripples on the lake surface, and the smell of perfume was not strong or strong.

-

Ji Qingying took a nap in the afternoon (sleeping in Shui) and woke up with plenty of inspiration.

She focused on the drawing, and after she decided on the basic style, she began to add things patiently.

Ji Qingying has always been like this.

Addicted to work, will forget everything.

When she put down the paintbrush in her hand, the clock had already ticked to seven o'clock.

She reached out and rubbed her aching wrist, picked up the phone and opened it.

It's a pity.

There is no information from Fu Yanzhi.

Ji Qingying got up and went to the living room, turned on the TV, and randomly found a fashion show to play, making the room not so quiet.

She lay halfway on the sofa, and after returning the message to Chen Xinyu and Rong Xue, she poked Fu Yanzhi away.

Ji Qingying: [Doctor Fu. 】

When receiving news from Ji Qingying, Fu Yanzhi's family was about to eat.

Ye Zhenzhen was also there, and the room was full of her chattering voice.

The phone shook, Fu Yanzhi clicked on it.

He has a subtle expression and seems to be thinking about how to reply.

Mother Fu glanced, curiously asked: "Whose news?"

Fu Zheng, Fu Yanzhi's father calmly said, "It's definitely not from the hospital."

He is also a doctor, knowing that it cannot be an emergency message from the hospital.

Generally, hospitals do not send messages, but call directly if they have problems.

Hearing this, Fu's mother raised her eyebrows unexpectedly: "Friends?"

Ye Zhenzhen bit his chopsticks and suddenly said, "Brother, is this my senior sister Ji?"

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

He looked at her coldly, Ye Zhenzhen immediately stuffed rice into his mouth.

Woo, she shouldn't talk too much.

"Sister Ji?"

Fu's mother caught the important point immediately: "Who is this?"

Ye Zhenzhen immersed himself in bitterness and shook his head abruptly.

Dare not say.

Fu Yan looked down and answered Ji Qingying's question mark before answering Fu's mother's question: "Friend."

Mother Fu smiled softly and hit the nail on the head: "Girlfriend?"

"..."

"No."

Fu Yanzhi put down the phone and didn't want to say more.

In exchange for being someone else, he naturally knows how to keep the topic, but Fu Mu is not someone else.

For the first time, she heard Fu Yanzhi say that she has a female (sexual) friend, so she was naturally full of curiosity.

"normal friend?"

Fu Yan made an "um" and said lightly, "Neighbors."

Mother Fu raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Ye Zhenzhen: "Do you know Zhenzhen too?"

Ye Zhenzhen was protected by Fu's mother and quickly said: "Know."

She said, "Aunty, didn't I tell you about my participation in school competitions before? I found a senior sister to teach me and help me, it's her."

Upon hearing this, Fu Mu said in surprise: "That senior sister who can be a cheongsam?"

"Correct."

Mother Fu looked at her: "What's your name?"

"Ji Qingying."

Fu's mother smiled, and looked at her son opposite.

After a while, Fu Yanzhi's phone rang again on the desktop.

Ji Qingying: [Have you eaten? 】

Fu Yanzhi: [Eating. 】

Ji Qingying: [? ? ? 】

Ji Qingying: [Ah, don’t you feel lonely and lonely eating alone? Does Dr. Fu lack people to accompany you? I am very ready to eat. 】

Fu Yanzhi: [Not alone. 】

Ji Qingying: [Oh. 】

He put down the phone.

This time, the phone did not ring every few seconds.

Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly, and did not forget to glance at his phone between meals.

Mother Fu observed his small movements and chatted with Ye Zhenzhen.

"Zhen Zhen, show me your design draft later?"

"Okay."

Mother Fu sighed: "Right, Fu Yanzhi."

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes.

Mother Fu looked at him: "I have an event to participate in some time, and I just want to make clothes. Can you help me ask your friend? Can you open a back door and make me a cheongsam?"

"..."

Fu Yanzhi said lightly: "Ye Zhenzhen will do it."

Fu Mu glanced at the person who was spotted, and said unceremoniously: "Zhen Zhen is still a primary school student."

Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

She's okay, she can do it, it's okay with this blow.

Fu Yan caused a headache.

"Let me ask."

"Okay. If you don't have time, don't force it."

Fu Yanzhi nodded: "I know."

-

After eating, Fu Yanzhi drove back.

When I was about to reach the community, I saw familiar people on the side of the road.

After Ji Qingying knew that Fu Yanzhi was not eating alone, she lost the thought of getting in.

Of course, it is not angry.

Just pure, don't bother those who know how to advance and retreat. Of course, there is a little bit of caution.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs with her mobile wallet.

Five hundred meters ahead of the community, there is a shopping mall, and further ahead, there is a lively market.

As summer approaches, the evening wind is very comfortable.

Ji Qingying plugged the earphones and walked alone on the stone road towards the lively side.

The street lamps are arranged in sequence, lengthening her shadow.

Ji Qingying didn't stay too much, went to the night market stall to buy something, and then returned with the bag.

She focused on the food in her hand, and didn't notice anyone watching her next to her.

When she reached the gate of the community, she was still holding a few skewers of oden in her hand.

As soon as she picked up a bunch of (rou rou) pills, she saw the man standing at the gate of the community.

There was a long shadow of him on the ground, and he was looking down at her.

The two looked at each other.

Ji Qingying put the (rourou) pill back again, and looked at him in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Fu Yanzhi responded lightly.

Ji Qingying answered and answered, "Waiting for someone?"

"Waiting for you."

Ji Qingying was startled and heard her heartbeat.

His plain words, like throwing a stone into the lake, rippled in her heart.

"wait for me?"

She was stunned: "You just came back?"

"Ok."

Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "Let's go."

Ji Qingying reacted a few beats slowly, and said, "Oh."

Ji Qingying didn't come back to her senses until she walked into the community and smelled the fragrance of various flowers in the community.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Fu Yan paused and looked at her: "Are you busy lately?"

"It's okay."

Ji Qingying said: "Some customers had orders that have fallen before, so I have to hurry up, why?"

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her and was silent for a moment: "It's okay."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She choked and murmured, "I thought you were going to ask me."

"..."

The two got into the elevator and went home in silence.

When Ji Qingying was about to enter the house, Fu Yanzhi stopped her suddenly.

"what happened?"

She narrowed her eyes: "Doctor Fu, if you really want to ask me, just say straight, I can definitely make time to hang out with you."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

He looked at Ji Qingying with a smiling face, and changed the subject: "This is for you."

Ji Qingying looked at what he was holding, and said in surprise: "What is it?"

"chicken soup."

Ji Qingying blinked.

Fu Yanzhi explained: "Ye Zhenzhen asked me to give it to you."

Ji Qingying: "..."

She glanced at what was in her arms and couldn't help but laugh: "Did you eat with her tonight?"

Fu Yanzhi nodded.

In an instant, Ji Qingying's mood turned from cloudy to sunny.

Her eyes curled up: "Okay, thank you."

Before entering the house, she couldn't help but look back at the tall figure: "Fu Yanzhi, I will bring you food tomorrow."

To prevent Fu Yanzhi from screaming, she quickly said: "It's not a takeaway."

This night.

Ji Qingying, who drank the Fu Yanzhi Love Chicken Soup, rarely sleeps (sleeping Shui) until dawn.

-

It is still sunny.

After Ji Qingying got up, he finished the unfinished design draft, and then began to make the clothes that he had ordered before.

She is not the only one in her studio, but there are some orders that the guests specify for her to make.

Even if they wait, they are willing.

Ji Qingying was busy until eleven when the alarm clock went off, and then she went to the kitchen.

Her kitchen is as clean as new, and the pots and pans she bought are basically unused.

But the equipment is very complete.

Ji Qingying is not good at cooking, but she can stew soup.

She has lived with her grandmother since she was a child, and grandmother's skill in stewing soup is very good. Over time, she has also learned it.

After Ji Qingying made the soup, she went out. Before going to the hospital, she went to Sanshi Restaurant.

Shouldn’t it be considered takeaway if you go to the store to pack it?

When Ji Qingying arrived at the hospital, it happened to be a break at noon.

She was already quite familiar with the way to Fu Yanzhi's department. When the time came, there was no one in the department.

She glanced, and didn't call him to send a message. She found an empty seat next to her and waited quietly.

Fu Yanzhi is very busy today.

As soon as I arrived at the hospital in the morning, a patient with a sudden heart attack arrived.

It was a 60-year-old (奶Nai)(奶Nai) who had sudden (chest xiong) pain.

After entering the emergency checkup, communicating with the patient's family, and contacting the anesthesia preparation, Fu Yanzhi entered the operating room, where he was the chief surgeon.

Everyone in the operating room was engrossed and energized.

The sound of equipment and the breathing of patients and doctors flowed in the room.

The lights are dazzling.

But it has no effect on them who are used to it.

...

To two o'clock.

The indicator light displayed outside the operating room dimmed, and the operation was over.

Fu Yanzhi walked out, without any fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, and those deep pupils were still bright, and when he looked at the patient's family, he could give people an indescribable sense of security.

After handing over with his family, Fu Yanzhi wanted to walk to the bathroom, as if he was aware of it, he raised his eyes.

Ji Qingying was leaning at the end of the corridor, and noticed that after he looked over, he bends her lips silently.

Sunlight came in behind her, smudging a small circle of light, falling on her face, making her bright.

There is a second.

Fu Yanzhi was distracted.

After watching Fu Yanzhi turn around and go to the other side, Ji Qingying gave a quick smile.

After waiting for a long time, everything was worth it the moment I saw him coming out of the operating room.

He is wearing sterile clothes, which are green (color).

Known as the most conspicuous, and the most visible color (color).

The clothes don’t have cumbersome design styles, they just look ordinary, and they can even be said to be unsightly.

But the person wearing them is Ji Qingying thinks that the best-looking and greatest person in the world.

After a while, Fu Yanzhi changed his clothes and put on a white coat again and walked over.

Because of wearing a sterile hat, his hair still looks a little messy.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing this, Ji Qingying looked at him funny: "Didn't I say to give you food?"

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her.

Ji Qingying knew what he meant.

She smiled, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm here to deliver the food to see you. I can wait for an hour and a half."

Fu Yanzhi was speechless.

"gone."

"Who brought you there?"

"Ah, just the nurse from last time, Zhao Yidong."

Fu Yan nodded.

The two returned to the department, and Zhao Yidong now mistakenly thought that Ji Qingying was Fu Yanzhi's cousin.

When she saw the two, she shouted: "Doctor Fu."

Fu Yan nodded.

Zhao Yidong looked at Ji Qingying: "Cousin, why haven't you left yet?"

Ji Qingying blinked.

Xu Chengli didn't know where he came out and joined the topic.

"Cousin, long time no see."

With a smile on his face, he said casually: "Come and bring food to your cousin again?"

Ji Qingying nodded wrongly.

"Yes."

Fu Yanzhi: "..."

Xu Chengli glanced disgustedly, Fu Yanzhi: "Why don't I have such a caring cousin."

Ji Qingying bit her lip and smiled.

Fu Yanzhi didn't like to participate in this topic. He glanced at the bag on the tabletop: "Take it to warm it up and eat it."

"Ok."

After speaking, Fu Yanzhi took the paper bag with lunch and led Ji Qingying away.

The two went to the hospital cafeteria.

Fu Yanzhi is a celebrity, and even the aunt in the cafeteria knows him. After hearing that he was going to warm up the food, he took it over actively and enthusiastically.

After heating up.

Fu Yanzhi glanced at the food in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Not takeaway?"

"..."

Ji Qingying was watched by him, (强qiang) arguably: "I went to pack it myself, of course it's not a takeaway."

Fu Yan smiled sharply.

Ji Qingying was startled, her ears getting hot.

In the impression, he has always been cold, making people afraid to approach.

Now with this smile, the eyebrows are loosened, and the facial lines are soft, making it look better.

His laughter was low and sweet, which made her unable to resist.

She realized afterwards.

I'm really over.