The door opens.
Fu Yanzhi appeared in home clothes.
I haven't seen each other for half a month, and I don't know if it's Ji Qingying's "Xishi in the eyes of a lover" or what's going on.
She felt that the man in front of her was a little more handsome.
Just after taking a shower, Ji Qingying still smelled of shower gel and shampoo.
Not the previous jasmine scent, it's peach scent, with a sweetness in the air.
She lowered her eyebrows and smiled at him: "Fu Yanzhi, long time no see."
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and turned to the side.
Ji Qingying followed.
His home was as quiet as before.
As soon as he entered the house, Ji Qingying could smell the fragrance of flowers. Her eyes lit up, and she turned to look at the man who closed the door: "Flowers blooming?"
"Um."
Fu Yanzhi was also a little surprised. After getting home from get off work this morning, he went to the balcony to water as usual.
Only then did I discover 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 had more life than the living room.
There is a black flower stand in the corner, stacked with green vegetation.
There are cacti, green dill and more.
Her two pots of jasmine were placed in the middle.
The flowers are beautiful, pure and rich.
Add a different color to this piece of green.
Ji Qingying watched the meeting and said with joy, "It's so beautiful."
Fu Yanzhi responded.
Ji Qingying 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 room after a while.
Ji Qingying didn't care either, since she entered the house anyway, and Fu Yanzhi wouldn't drive her out.
She took all-round photos of Jasmine, and sent it to a circle of friends very seriously.
Ji Qingying's circle of friends basically has no daily life except for posting photos of cheongsam.
I suddenly posted a leisurely and elegant content, which attracted many diving classmates and friends to come out one after another.
And Chen Xinyu bears the brunt.
Chen Xinyu: ? Are you now reduced to a jasmine flower
Rongxue: Ah, Sister Qingying, your jasmine flowers are so beautiful!
Ye Zhen Zhen: Sister Ji, why does this flower stand look so familiar
Shen Muqing: Wow, beautiful flowers are more beautiful than those raised by ordinary people.
In addition to these familiar people, some people who have little contact with Ji Qingying also left comments.
Some clients even asked her if she had any tips on how to keep jasmine so well.
Ji Qingying didn't dare to take credit, so she held her mobile phone and asked Fu Yanzhi.
After hearing her question, Fu Yanzhi said blankly, "No."
Ji Qingying smiled, leaned to the side and asked, "Really?"
Fu Yanzhi: "Yes."
Ji Qingying looked at him sideways for a while, then said slowly, "I think so."
Fu Yanzhi paused with his hand holding the cup and lifted his eyelids to look at her.
Ji Qingying took his cup, took a sip of the sweet boiled water, and said, "Be attentive."
"… "
Fu Yanzhi's expression froze.
Ji Qingying's mouth was full of smiles, and she analyzed rationally: "Growing flowers must be done carefully. Remember to water it so that it can absorb the sunlight. If it rains, you can't let it rain outside. It takes a lot of thought."
She looked at Fu Yanzhi and paused: "So I think the trick to growing flowers is to be attentive. What I said was correct, Dr. Fu."
The teasing in her words was too obvious, making Fu Yanzhi speechless again.
After the words fell.
The kitchen was quiet for a long time.
Ji Qingying secretly glanced at Fu Yanzhi's expression, and before he wanted to chase people away, he found an interesting reason to go out.
After all, before she could figure out where Fu Yanzhi's bottom line was, she was still apprehensive.
Fu Yanzhi glanced at the back of the person walking out, and the words she just said were still echoing in his ears.
Helpless, he pinched his brow bone with a headache.
For Ji Qingying, it seemed that Fu Yanzhi couldn't do anything about her from the beginning of his acquaintance.
But he didn't know that all emotional fermentation started from unconscious helplessness.
The two do not disturb each other.
Fu Yanzhi did not rest after get off work. He was preparing for a medical analysis, and the manuscript was not finished.
After saying hello to Ji Qingying, he entered the study.
Ji Qingying didn't bother, she went back to her side to get the drawing tools, and went to the balcony to start drawing the design draft.
There are still five days before the deadline for Sanqing Design Company.
Ji Qingying learned to draw since she was a child, and she showed her talent for design when she was very young.
She likes to draw everything she likes with her brush.
Sanqing's competition is not large, but in Ji Qingying's place, 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 her touch.
Ji Qingying leaned against 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 swimming away with its tail wagging.
Suddenly, Ji Qingying's eyes lit up.
She wrote down the inspiration and walked lightly to the study.
The door of the study was not completely closed, probably due to Fu Yanzhi's courtesy.
Ji Qingying walked over, Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and looked over before he could interrupt.
"how?"
Ji Qingying pointed to the retro wall clock in his study: "Did you eat?"
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
He glanced at the time and whispered, "Wait for me for ten minutes."
Hearing this, Ji Qingying didn't rush and said obediently, "Okay."
Ten minutes later, Fu Yanzhi closed the computer and walked out.
Ji Qingying was sitting on a chair, holding a notebook in his hand, writing on it.
He glanced unintentionally, and the notebook was full of words.
The handwriting is nice but scribbled, 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 the side and took a sip, and looked down at her holding the phone: "No takeout."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She looked up at him.
Fu Yanzhi had already ignored her and went to the kitchen.
She froze in place for a while, then blinked slowly, an unreal thought in her mind.
"Did you do it?"
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and told her with his actions.
There are fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator.
It was sent by his mother yesterday.
Fu Yanzhi is busy with work. Although he has time to go to the supermarket, most of the time, he just eats whatever he wants.
He seldom put too much thought into tossing a meal.
Three meals a day is enough for him.
But Mother Fu felt sorry for her son, and would come over from time to time to fill his refrigerator.
Ji Qingying looked at the dazzling refrigerator and exclaimed: "You went to the supermarket in the morning?"
"No."
Fu Yan's speech was succinct: "My mother sent it here."
"Oh."
Ji Qingying curled her lips and smiled: "What will you do?"
Fu Yanzhi glanced at her.
Ji Qingying took an inch: "Doctor Fu, can you make braised pork ribs?"
"… "
Ji Qingying watched him take out the ribs, and his eyes were full of smiles.
"I'll give you a shot."
Fu Yanzhi frowned, "No need."
Ji Qingying didn't say a word.
Aware of the quietness 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 seemed to have another reason to like Fu Yanzhi.
After the fight, she didn't leave the kitchen.
He quietly leaned against the refrigerator and looked at him. Fu Yanzhi was focused when he was doing things, and 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, as if he has practiced cooking a thousand times.
Every action is very common cooking.
But zooming in on Ji Qingying, scene by scene, it's like a beautiful scene in a movie.
Even more attractive to her than the scenery.
"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, and although his parents were busy with work, there was an aunt at home who would prepare three meals a day on time.
When he first went to college, Fu Yanzhi also ate the school cafeteria every day like his classmates.
But after an anatomy class, Fu Yanzhi had no appetite at all in the cafeteria.
It was like that for a long time after that.
Mother Fu was worried and wanted to arrange for an aunt to cook for him, but he refused.
After that, he rented a house near the school and started cooking for himself.
Strange to say.
It didn't taste good at first, but he could eat it.
Over time, I developed the habit of cooking.
Ji Qingying didn't ask any more questions.
It didn't take long for the smell of food to waft through the house.
Fu Yanzhi is very good at cooking.
Before eating, Ji Qingying felt it. After two bites, she was speechless and just wanted to get rid of all the food in front of her.
The two had a harmonious lunch.
After eating, Ji Qingying took the initiative to clean up the table, and put the tableware into the dishwasher by the way.
After packing up properly, Ji Qingying didn't dare to make further progress.
She said to Fu Yanzhi, and then returned to her side with her things in her arms.
She completely ignored a question, and Fu Yanzhi didn't ask her from the beginning to the end—
About the dust in her house.
afternoon.
Fu Yanzhi woke up after making up the sleep and received a call from Fu's mother.
"Are you going home for dinner tonight?"
Fu Yanzhi went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, took a sip and walked to the balcony: "Are you free?"
Mother Fu laughed: "I naturally have time to have a meal with my son."
She smiled and asked, "Why, are you free?"
Fu Yanzhi showed a rare warmth on his face: "Where's my dad?"
"I also rested, so I called you home for dinner. Our family of three haven't eaten together for a month or two."
Fu Yanzhi responded, "Okay."
"I'll be back later," he said.
"Row."
After hanging up, 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 rest.
The sunlight outside the window shone, and she slept on the table on the balcony.
Block the light with a book.
Fu Yanzhi glanced at him and quickly looked away.
But the wind seemed to be against him.
He looked out at the calm lake. The wind blew, the lake was rippling, and the scent of perfume penetrated into the nostrils.
Ji Qingying slept in the afternoon and woke up full of inspiration.
She focused on the sketch, and after she settled on the basic style, she began to add things patiently.
Ji Qingying has always been like this.
Addicted to work, will forget everything.
By the time she put down the brush in her hand, the clock was already ticking to seven o'clock.
She reached out and rubbed her sore wrist, picked up her phone and turned it on.
Kind of a pity.
There is no message 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 less quiet.
She was half lying on the sofa, and after sending back messages to Chen Xinyu and Rong Xue, she opened Fu Yanzhi's WeChat.
Ji Qingying: [Doctor Fu.]
When receiving Ji Qingying's news, Fu Yanzhi's family was about to eat.
Ye Zhen Zhen was also there, the room was full of her chattering voice.
The phone vibrated, and Fu Yanzhi opened it.
His expression was subtle, as if thinking about how to reply.
Mother Fu glanced at her and asked curiously, "Whose news?"
Fu Zheng, the father of Fu Yanzhi, said calmly, "It's definitely not from the hospital."
He was also a doctor and knew it couldn't be an emergency message from the hospital.
Hospitals generally don't send messages, and call directly if something happens.
Hearing this, Mother Fu raised her eyebrows unexpectedly: "Friend's?"
Ye Zhen Zhen bit her chopsticks and suddenly said, "Brother, is that my senior sister Ji?"
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
He looked at her coldly, Ye Zhen Zhen immediately put food in her mouth.
Ugh, she shouldn't talk too much.
"Sister Ji?"
Mother Fu immediately grasped the point: "Who is this?"
Ye Zhen Zhen buried her head to eat and shook her head sharply.
dare not say.
Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes and asked Ji Qingying a 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.
If it was someone else, he naturally knew how to keep the topic down, but Mother Fu was no one else.
It was the first time she heard Fu Yanzhi say that she had female friends, so she was naturally full of curiosity.
"normal friend?"
Fu Yanzhi said "um" and said lightly, "Neighbor."
Mother Fu raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Ye Zhen Zhen: "Zhen Zhen also knows?"
Ye Zhen Zhen was protected by Mother Fu, so she quickly said: "I know."
She said, "Auntie, didn't I tell you when I participated in the school competition before, I found a senior to teach me and help me, that's her."
Hearing this, Mother Fu said in surprise, "That senior who can do cheongsam?"
"right."
Mother Fu looked at her: "What's your name?"
"Ji Qingying."
Mother Fu smiled and glanced at the son on the opposite side.
After a while, the phone Fu Yanzhi put on the table rang again.
Ji Qingying: [Have you eaten yet?]
Fu Yanzhi: [I'm eating.]
Ji Qingying: [? ? ?]
Ji Qingying: [Ah, don't you feel lonely and lonely when you eat alone? Does Dr. Fu have no one to accompany you to eat? I am very busy.]
Fu Yanzhi: [Not alone.]
Ji Qingying: [Oh.]
He put down the phone.
This time, the phone didn't ring again every few seconds.
Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly, and did not forget to glance at his phone between meals.
Mother Fu watched his little movements and chatted with Ye Zhen Zhen.
"Zhen Zhen, show me your design draft later?"
"OK."
Fu's mother said with emotion: "Yes, 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 ask your friend for me? Can you open a back door and make me a cheongsam?"
"… "
Fu Yanzhi said lightly, "Ye Zhen Zhen can do it."
Mother Fu glanced at the person who was called, and said unceremoniously, "Zhen Zhen is still at the level of a primary school student."
Ye Zhen Zhen: "… "
She is fine, she can do it, this blow is no problem.
Fu Yan had 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 arrive at the community, I saw a familiar person on the side of the road.
After Ji Qingying knew that Fu Yanzhi was not eating alone, he had no intention of joining together.
Of course, not angry.
Just pure, know how to advance and retreat, don't bother. Of course, there is a little bit of caution in this.
She changed into a set of clothes and went downstairs with her mobile phone and wallet.
Walk 500 meters forward from the community, there is a shopping mall, and further forward, there is a lively street market.
As summer is approaching, the wind blows nicely at night.
Ji Qingying plugged her earphones and walked alone on the stone road to the lively side.
The street lamps were arranged in order, lengthening her shadow.
Ji Qingying didn't stay much, and went to the night market stall to buy something, and then went back with a fold.
She focused on the food in her hands and didn't notice anyone watching her.
When eating at the gate of the community, she was holding a few strings of oden in her hand.
As soon as she picked up a bunch of meatballs, 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 meatballs back and looked at him in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Fu Yanzhi responded lightly.
Ji Qingying responded and said, "Wait for someone?"
"Wait for you."
Ji Qingying was startled and heard her own heartbeat.
His plain words, like throwing a stone into the lake, caused ripples in her heart.
"wait for me?"
She was stunned: "You just came back?"
"Um."
Fu Yanzhi looked at her: "Let's go."
Ji Qingying's reaction was a few beats slower, and she replied, "Oh."
It was not until he walked into the community and smelled the fragrance of various flowers in the community that Ji Qingying came back to his senses.
"Are you waiting for me?"
Fu Yanzhi took a look at her and said, "Have you been busy recently?"
"well enough."
Ji Qingying said: "Some customer orders have been placed before, and we have to catch up, why?"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her, and was silent for a moment: "It's okay."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She choked and whispered, "I thought you were going to ask me out."
"… "
The two entered the elevator and went home in silence.
When Ji Qingying was about to enter the room, Fu Yanzhi suddenly stopped her.
"What's wrong?"
She narrowed her eyes: "Doctor Fu, if you really want to make an appointment with me, just say it. I will definitely be able to find time to hang out with you."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
He looked at Ji Qingying's smiling face and changed the subject: "This is for you."
Ji Qingying looked at the thing in his hand and said in surprise, "What is it?"
"chicken soup."
Ji Qingying blinked.
Fu Yanzhi explained: "Ye Zhen Zhen asked me to give it to you."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She glanced at what was in her arms and couldn't help but laugh: "What did you eat with her at night?"
Fu Yanzhi nodded.
In an instant, Ji Qingying's mood turned cloudy and sunny.
She rolled her eyes: "Okay, thank you."
Before entering the room, she couldn't help looking back at the tall figure: "Fu Yanzhi, I'll go deliver you a meal tomorrow."
In order to prevent Fu Yan from attacking, she quickly said, "It's not a takeaway."
this night.
Ji Qingying, who drank Fu Yanzhi's love chicken soup, rarely slept until dawn.
It's still sunny.
After Ji Qingying got up, he finished the unfinished design draft before starting to make the custom-made clothes.
She is not the only one in her studio, but there are some orders that the client has ordered her to do.
Even if they wait, they are willing.
Ji Qingying was busy until eleven o'clock, and then went to the kitchen when the alarm clock rang.
Her kitchen is as clean as new, and the pots and pans she buys are basically unused.
But the equipment is very complete.
Ji Qingying is not very good at cooking, but she can stew soup.
She has lived with her grandmother since she was a child, and her grandmother's skill in stewing soup is very good, and she has learned it over time.
Ji Qingying went out after stewing the soup. Before going to the hospital, she went to the Three Foods Restaurant.
If you pack it in the store yourself, shouldn't it be considered takeout
When Ji Qingying arrived at the hospital, it happened to be the noon break.
She was already quite familiar with the way to Fu Yanzhi's department. When she arrived, the department was empty and no one was there.
She glanced at him, but didn't call him or send a message. She found an empty seat next to her and sat down 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 was sent.
It was a 60-year-old grandmother with sudden chest pains.
After entering the emergency room for examination, communicating with the patient's family, and contacting the anesthesia preparation, Fu Yanzhi entered the operating room. He is the chief surgeon.
Everyone in the operating room was attentive and full of energy.
The sound of instruments and equipment, the breathing of patients and doctors was flowing in the room.
The lights are dazzlingly bright.
But it has no effect on them who are accustomed to it.
…
to two o'clock.
The indicator light displayed outside the operating room dimmed, and the operation was over.
Fu Yanzhi came out. There was no tiredness between his brows and eyes. His deep pupils were still bright. When he looked at the patient's family, he gave people an indescribable sense of security.
After handing over to the family, Fu Yanzhi wanted to go to the bathroom, as if he had noticed something, he raised his eyes.
Ji Qingying was leaning against the end of the corridor, and when he noticed that he was looking over, he silently curved his lips.
The sun shines in behind her, smudges a small circle of light, and falls on her face, making her bright and bright.
For a second.
Fu Yanzhi lost his mind.
After seeing Fu Yanzhi turn and go to the other side, Ji Qingying smiled suddenly.
No matter how long, the moment he saw him come out of the operating room, everything was worth it.
He was wearing sterile clothes, which were green.
It is known as the most conspicuous and most hopeful color.
The clothes don't have complicated design styles, they just look ordinary, and they can even be said to be ugly.
But the person who wears them is Ji Qingying who thinks the most beautiful and the greatest person in the world.
After a while, Fu Yanzhi changed his clothes, put on his white coat again, and walked over.
His hair looked a little messy because of the sterile hat.
"Why are you here?"
Hearing this, Ji Qingying looked at him with a funny look: "Didn't I say bring you meals?"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her.
Ji Qingying knew what he meant.
She smiled, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm here to deliver food just to see you. You can still wait for an hour and a half."
Fu Yanzhi was speechless.
"gone."
"Who took you there?"
"Ah, just the nurse from last time, Zhao Yidong."
Fu Yan nodded.
The two returned to the department, and Zhao Yidong still 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 it came from and joined the topic.
"Cousin, long time no see."
With a smile on his face, he said casually, "I'm here to deliver food to your cousin again?"
Ji Qingying nodded wrongly.
"yes."
Fu Yanzhi: "..."
Xu Chengli glanced at Fu Yanzhi in disgust: "Why don't I have such a caring cousin."
Ji Qingying bit her lip to hold back her smile.
Fu Yanzhi didn't like to participate in this topic, he glanced at the bag on the table: "Take it and eat it hot."
"Um."
After finishing 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 famous person, even the auntie in the cafeteria knows him. After hearing that he wanted a hot meal, he picked it up enthusiastically and enthusiastically.
After it's hot.
Fu Yanzhi glanced at the food in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't it takeout?"
"… "
Ji Qingying was looked at by him, and he insisted: "I went to pack it myself, of course it's not a takeaway."
Fu Yanzhi smiled suddenly.
Ji Qingying was stunned, and her ears became hot.
In the impression, he has always been cold, making people afraid to approach.
Now this smile, the brows and eyes are loose, the facial lines are soft, and it looks better.
His laughter was low and sweet, making her unable to resist.
She realized it in hindsight.
Really finished.
The author has something to say: Dr. Fu: Are you just reacting now
Ji Meiren: Beauty is misleading!
Xu Chengli: ? cousin