Jiang Fuyue didn't seem to be surprised by this, picked up the phone, clicked on it, and it really was him—
Xie Dingyuan: [Yueyue, Happy New Year!]
Jiang Fuyue replied to him: [Happy New Year]
[Are there stars outside?]
Jiang Fuyue turned on the light and looked out the window, seeing that there was a thick fog.
[No]
[Is the light on then?]
Jiang Fuyue: [opened]
Xie Dingyuan: [What should I do, I envy even a lamp now]
She responded with a question mark.
Xie Dingyuan: [Lighting can accompany you, but I can't, sorry.]
Jiang Fuyue spoke directly: "Why do you feel a little nauseous?"
The reply from the other end: […]
Then he sent a picture, Jiang Fuyue clicked on it, a diamond lay quietly in the man's broad palm, a white streak reflected in the sunlight, was captured by the camera.
Jiang Fuyue: [?]
Xie Dingyuan: [New Year's gift, do you like it?]
Jiang Fuyue: [Why is it a diamond again?]
The next second, Xie Dingyuan's video call came over. It was daytime over there, and the man was still wearing protective clothing, and his face was covered with traces of pressure from the mask, one by one, and some places were even red and swollen.
"Don't you like diamonds?"
"Does your face hurt?"
The two spoke at the same time.
The next second, Xie Dingyuan smiled: "It doesn't hurt."
When the nova virus was raging around the world, it was much more serious than this. He stayed in the laboratory almost 24 hours a day. He only took off the middle protective suit and mask once, and his entire face was soaked in sweat. Inflamed, almost disfigured.
The corners of Jiang Fuyue's mouth tightened, "Hasn't the recombinant protein vaccine already come out? Why do you still have to enter the laboratory?"
"Late stage clinical data needs to..." Wait!
"How do you know that a recombinant protein vaccine has come out?" This is the latest result of the laboratory, which has not yet been released to the public, and is currently undergoing phase I clinical trials.
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "The supply of inactivated vaccines in the entire Suweitan region continues to decline. I can't think of any other reasons other than to make room for recombinant protein vaccines."
Xie Dingyuan was speechless for a while.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fuyue continued to say surprisingly: "The last time you were on a mission in Dama City, was it because the vaccine production line hidden in the church was contaminated?"
His expression was startled, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Yueyue, you..."
"Don't worry, I didn't steal your secrets, I just guessed based on local news and domestic official reports."
"..." What should I do if my girlfriend is too smart? Waiting online, very urgent.
"Don't you like diamonds?" Xie Dingyuan grasped them with his thumb and index finger, pinching them in front of the camera.
Jiang Fuyue: "Didn't you just send it last time?"
"Not the same. This one is bigger and pink."
Jiang Fuyue took a closer look and found that it was really pink, but it was relatively shallow. At first glance, it could easily be regarded as a white diamond.
"Like it," she said.
Xie Dingyuan smiled, the inflamed place on his face was a little stinging, but his expression remained the same, without any clues: "Just like it."
"Then when will you bring it back to me? Things that are not in hand are not considered gifts."
"Soon..." he said, his dark pupils were filled with light, brighter than the diamonds in his hand.
After the call ended, Jiang Fuyue put the phone on the bedside table and soon fell asleep.
On the other side, Xie Dingyuan sat on the fort of the base for a long time, looking at the group photo on his phone while smiling.
Flicking the girl's smiling face on the screen with her fingertips, she murmured softly: "Yueyue, Happy New Year. Our second year..."
…
In the early morning, just after dawn, the aunt at home went out to buy vegetables.
When Jiang Fuyue woke up and went downstairs to have breakfast, the aunt not only returned with a full load, but also made breakfast for the whole family.
On the first day of 2052, there was milk, a sandwich, and a fried egg.
After breakfast, Jiang Fuyue and the old man went out for a walk.
"Xiao Liu! Go get Yueyue a scarf! I want cashmere!"
Jiang Fuyue then asked her to bring the old man's as well.
"Eh!"
Soon, the scarf was delivered, Jiang Fuyue wrapped it up for the old man first, and then put it on her own neck.
Mrs. Liu was very careful, not only took the scarf, but also the gloves of the two of them.
After dressing, the grandpa and grandson went out.
The wind in winter is dry and cold, and there is a trace of depression and desolation in the sharpness.
The entire imperial capital was shrouded in white mist.
Han Qishan pretended to ask Shi Qingzhi casually.
Jiang Fuyue: "Grandma is on a business trip, in Country Y."
"Going on a business trip on New Year's Day? I told her not to worry about her age, don't worry about her age, but she didn't listen! Look at other old ladies who are younger than her, and they are all staying at home safely. Ken stop..."
"Where's Lao Qin? What's the matter with him? Don't stop him? You say he's considerate, considerate ass!"
Jiang Fuyue: "... Grandpa Qin went with her."
Han Qishan fell silent.
…
Han Heng woke up with a chicken-nest head, no superstar quality, but his face was still pretty.
He looked around in the living room and kitchen, and asked Han Shen: "Where is Yueyue? There is no one in her room, nor is there downstairs. It's strange..."
Han Shen raised his eyes coldly: "You entered Yueyue's room again without consent?"
Well!
"I'm going to wake her up... yes, get up!"
A person who sleeps until ten o'clock and skips breakfast and goes straight to lunch to wake up a person who has a regular schedule and a punctual biological clock
"I believe your evil!"
Han Heng: "..." People are tough, thank you.
Just about to run to ask Aunt Liu, the old man and Jiang Fuyue came back.
When Han Qishan saw his bear-like appearance just waking up, he was furious: "Just be a pig and forget it!"
Han Heng curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "... Is there such a handsome pig as me?"
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
At lunch, the family sat together and had a big meal happily.
In the afternoon, Han Shen and Han Ke went out. They are in the business world, and they also have their own networks that need to socialize and socialize. They are not as idle as Han Heng.
Jiang Fuyue went upstairs to change her clothes, tidied up, and was about to go out: "I have an appointment with a friend, and I won't come back for dinner tonight."
The old man nodded: "Be careful, call if you have something to do!"
…
When Jiang Fuyue was on the road, she dialed Mingyu's cell phone: "Happy New Year."
At that first pause, although he tried his best to suppress it, he could still hear a bit of surprise and surprise: "Happy New Year!"
"Are you at home?"
"Um."
"Welcome or not?"
"... what?" He froze.
Jiang Fuyue: "I'm coming, welcome?"
"Of, of course! When will it be? Have you had lunch yet? I'll let Xiao Zhong go shopping..."
Xiao Zhong is the assistant who lives next door, named Zhong Hao, who followed Ming Yu from the northwest.
Jiang Fuyue: "No, I've already eaten. There are about... twenty minutes left."
"good."
Having said that, when Jiang Fuyue arrived, there was still a burst of aroma from the kitchen.
Ming Yu was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a shirt and slacks, with neatly combed hair and special glasses on the bridge of his nose. He usually only dressed like this when he went out.
As soon as he saw her, the corner of the man's mouth raised into a smile: "I made dumplings, which are your favorite stuffing of beef and shrimp."
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