Entering the cafeteria, the two of them unexpectedly attracted everyone's attention.
After seeing the two holding hands, some people exclaimed a little, muttering the words "The Flower of the High Mountains was taken down".
Ji Qingying tried to ignore those gazes.
But after hearing the exclamation, she couldn't hold back, and reached out and pulled Fu Yanzhi's clothes.
He bent over to listen.
Ji Qingying pursed her lips, pushed his arm and said, "Your colleague... is quite a gossip."
Fu Yanzhi laughed, looked up and said, "Indeed."
This is a fact.
The hospital has too much negative energy every day, and there are too many things to watch. The doctors and nurses have no entertainment programs, only gossip and gossip.
Although Fu Yanzhi did not participate, he had heard a lot.
Ji Qingying said "oh", a little embarrassed: "If I had known this earlier, I would come back today with beautiful makeup."
Before she went out, she only applied sunscreen and isolation to her face, and drew her eyebrows.
Fu Yanzhi paused and looked at her: "No need."
"Um?"
Ji Qingying looked at him.
Fu Yanzhi bent his lower lip and said in a low voice, "This is very beautiful."
Ji Qingying was startled, the corners of her lips twisted up uncontrollably.
The interaction between the two fell into everyone's eyes, sour. Who would have thought that Fu Yanzhi, who was in love, would be like this.
After buying the meal, Xu Chengli and Zhao Yidong sat beside them politely.
"cousin."
Xu Chengli looked at her faintly: "It's so hard for you to deceive us."
Ji Qingying: "..."
She was speechless.
Fu Yanzhi raised his eyes and asked coldly, "When did she lie to you?"
Xu Chengli raised his eyebrows.
Fu Yanzhi said, "If I remember correctly, you misunderstood."
Xu Chengli: "..."
He tried to think about it, and it seemed that it was.
Thinking about it, Xu Chengli choked and sighed: "Blame me, blame me."
Ji Qingying didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's okay."
"I didn't explain it either," she said.
Zhao Yidong sighed: "Just make it clear now." Her eyes lit up and she looked at Fu Yanzhi: "Doctor Fu, you are already in love, when are you going to treat me?"
Ji Qingying looked sideways and looked at the man next to her curiously: "A treat?"
Zhao Yidong explained: "Yes, yes, this is the tradition of our hospital, and I want to treat guests after taking off the order."
After all, it is not easy for medical staff to get rid of orders.
Of course, it is mainly for the purpose of introducing to everyone, and for convenience in the future.
Fu Yanzhi did not refuse, and agreed in a low voice, "It depends on everyone's time."
Xu Chengli snorted and said unceremoniously, "Nurse Zhao, don't be polite to Dr. Fu when choosing a place, it will overwhelm him."
"okay."
After lunch, the hospital almost spread. Dr. Fu chased after the big beauty, and brought it to the hospital cafeteria for dinner, declaring sovereignty.
This time, the women who were still thinking about Fu Yanzhi suddenly stopped thinking about it.
In the days that followed, both of them were very busy.
The time to meet every day is basically when Fu Yanzhi gets off work, Ji Qingying has eaten with him in the past, or he sits quietly with her for a while.
On the day of the training camp, after Fu Yanzhi was on the night shift, he sent her there.
After getting in the car, Ji Qingying was still a little reluctant.
She leaned back in her chair unhappily and turned to look at him.
Noticing her gaze, Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes: "Are you in a bad mood?"
Ji Qingying: "Well."
She said, "I haven't seen you for half a month."
Fu Yan smiled and replied in a low voice, "Can I take my cell phone during the training?"
Ji Qingying shook her head: "It seems that there is only one hour every night."
"It wasn't written on it, but I heard it was," she said.
Fu Yanzhi was slightly stunned, then silently said, "Call me anytime."
"Um."
Ji Qingying turned to look out the window, feeling the scorching summer sun.
After staring for a while, she mumbled softly, "You don't seem to feel it."
Fu Yanzhi paused for a moment, but did not say a word.
After a while, the two arrived at the meeting point.
In a big house in the suburbs, no longer a hotel. In national competitions, the organizers attach great importance to them.
Ji Qingying glanced at the time, and as soon as she unbuckled her seat belt and planned to get out of the car, Fu Yanzhi grabbed her hand.
She was stunned and turned to look at him. As soon as he looked up, Fu Yanzhi leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Ji Qingying was stunned, but she didn't react. The man's low voice reached her ears indistinctly.
"Open your mouth."
Ji Qingying's lips were slightly opened, and he followed the trend. The tip of the tongue penetrated into her mouth, entangled with the tip of her tongue, preventing her from dodging.
He was aggressive, as if he was going to swallow her.
The air in the car was so tight that Ji Qingying couldn't breathe.
The man's hot breath fell on her cheek, leaving her nowhere to run.
She was a little breathless, sobbed, Fu Yanzhi took two steps back and sucked with her lips. Then, go deep again.
Grab her inch by inch.
After kissing for an unknown time, Fu Yanzhi slowly backed away.
The two of them breathed around their bodies for a long time.
When Ji Qingying opened his eyes, he saw his lips stained with lipstick. The lip color that was originally very light is now moist and red, as if the dark red tone has been smudged, which is particularly attractive.
Further up, it was his bottomless pupils, which were deep, and their emotions were unclear, and only her figure was reflected in them.
She stared blankly, slowly calming her breath.
Suddenly, Fu Yanzhi approached again, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you still need confirmation?"
"Huh?" Ji Qingying didn't react for a while, but after meeting his vague gaze, she understood.
She paused, put her hand around his neck, and kissed his chin, "More."
Fu Yanzhi satisfied her.
This kiss seems to have advanced half a month in advance.
The temperature inside the car gradually increased.
The windows were closed, and no one could see what the people inside were doing.
Ji Qingying's position changed, from the co-pilot to Fu Yanzhi, and the two kissed each other, inseparable.
…
When Ji Qingying got out of the car, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips even after wiping off the lipstick looked charming.
It looks like it has been picked.
She lowered her head and hurriedly pulled her luggage into the training camp.
She didn't let Fu Yanzhi send him off, Fu Yanzhi was speechless, rolled down the car window and looked at her walking back, and then he wiped his lips with his fingertips.
The training camp was much busier than Ji Qingying imagined.
She hasn't participated in this kind of formal competition for too long, and she needs to learn a lot.
Although the mobile phone was not turned in, she didn't have time to contact Fu Yanzhi.
Classes start at 8:00 every morning. After class, the teacher assigns homework, which must be handed in the next day.
In addition to that, you have to learn something new. It depends on the fashion trend of the clothing market in recent years, as well as everyone's favorite tendency and so on.
Although Ji Qingying's basic knowledge is good, there are also many omissions.
She knows her own shortcomings, so she has to work harder to absorb, supplement, and catch up.
Time passed quickly, and a week passed in a flash.
In the second week, the difficulty level increased.
In addition to the daily class and tasks assigned by the teacher, each person also needs to hand in a new design draft.
Basically, their brain power is squeezed to the limit.
In the last three days, Ji Qingying heard that she was going to change teachers.
It is said that several internationally renowned designers came to teach, and many students were very excited.
In the evening, a group of people ate at the restaurant.
Ji Qingying listened to the discussion of the peers next to her, and began to lose her mind.
"Qingying." "Qingying."
The people next to her called her several times.
Ji Qingying returned to her senses and raised her eyes to look at the person opposite: "Ah?" She smiled: "What's wrong?"
Xu Bingying looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you curious?"
Ji Qingying was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm curious, I'm listening to you."
Xu Bingying held her chin and sighed with emotion: "I really hope my idol can come, but I don't think it is possible."
The people next to you are curious: "Who is your idol?"
Hearing this, Xu Bingying raised her eyebrows and said, "Zhou Zhilan."
As soon as the voice fell, the people around scrambling to say, "My God! My idol is also her."
"Yeah yeah."
Xu Bingying said excitedly: "She is really the designer I admire the most, not to mention the novelty of the design, the most important thing is to win glory for the designer industry in my country."
Zhou Zhilan is one of the top designers in this industry.
Few people in the world recognize the works of domestic designers. They always feel that they are too constrained, not so new and trendy, and their boundaries are too narrow.
But Zhou Zhilan's works have never been questioned like this.
She is a well-known Chinese designer, from domestic to international, every time she designs works, it is amazing.
More importantly, almost twenty years after she became famous, her works are still very popular and loved.
It's like, she always has new ideas and can always impress everyone.
When she first appeared on the international stage, she was questioned.
Many people do not quite believe her ability.
But she broke everyone's understanding of her time and time again, and also broke the industry's wrong understanding of the Chinese.
There are also strong Chinese designers. Even the works they design have historical documents and keep up with the trend. Timeless.
The person next to him nodded: "Me too, I like her the most, she is really my idol."
Someone else added: "Will she come this time?"
"It's unlikely. International competitions may be possible, but it's impossible to invite her to move like this in the whole country."
"But didn't it break the news before, it was said that the Di family would sponsor her. She is now the design director of the Di family's head office. Maybe she will be invited to return to China for the sake of popularity."
…
There were constant discussions in his ears, and Ji Qingying was chewing the food in his mouth expressionlessly.
Suddenly, Xu Bingying called her: "Qingying, who is your idol?"
Ji Qingying paused with the chopsticks in her hand and looked up at her: "No."
"Ah?" Xu Bingying was stunned and looked at her suspiciously: "Don't you like Teacher Zhou?"
Ji Qingying smiled slightly and said lightly, "General."
She got up with a plate: "I'm done eating, go back to the classroom first, you can eat slowly."
After speaking, she didn't care what everyone thought of her and left.
Everyone was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Qingying is in a bad mood?"
After walking out of the cafeteria, Ji Qingying didn't go back to the classroom immediately.
She suddenly thought of looking around.
This training place has a good environment.
Quiet at night, away from the hustle and bustle of the big city. Occasionally, cicadas and birds can be heard.
The streetlights downstairs are dim and dim.
Ji Qingying took three or two steps, looked back at her elongated shadow, and walked back and forth twice. In the end, he couldn't hold back and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Fu Yanzhi.
She has Fu Yanzhi's work schedule, and he is on duty again today.
Ji Qingying: [Are you done?]
Fu Yanzhi had just finished his work and was going to send Ji Qingying a message when she came first.
He stared at the words for a while, then dialed the phone without thinking.
"Hello." Ji Qingying connected at the first time, and shouted in a depressed mood.
Fu Yanzhi responded, taking off his white coat and answering, "Have you eaten yet?"
"ate."
Ji Qingying looked up and looked at the starry sky. In the suburbs, there are still stars looming through the clouds in the night sky.
She stared for a while, muttering, "I have stars on my side, do you have them there?"
Fu Yanzhi paused for a while, opened the blinds and glanced: "No."
"what."
"There is a moon."
Ji Qingying was startled, smiled and said, "I have it too."
Fu Yanzhi gave a "hmm" and said lightly, "Did the moon tell you?"
"What?" She asked amusingly, "Can the moon still speak?"
"meeting."
He leaned closer to the phone and whispered, "I miss you."
Ji Qingying was stunned.
Fu Yanzhi's voice came with a rustling sound, and it sounded a little deep.
But not surprisingly, it burned her ears in this way.
She touched her hot ears, looked at the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky and responded, "Me too, did the moon tell you?"
Fu Yanzhi chuckled, "Yes."
Inexplicably, Ji Qingying's mood was healed.
Besides Fu Yanzhi, she has this kind of magic power. Every time she was in a bad mood, as long as she heard his voice, she would feel comfortable.
After being quiet for a while, Fu Yanzhi asked in a low voice, "Have you encountered a problem?"
Ji Qingying found a bench and sat down, and replied, "It's not a problem."
"I just heard a name that I didn't want to hear but wanted to hear," she said.
Fu Yanzhi paused.
Ji Qingying smiled and said in a low voice, "I was interrupted by Dr. Xu when I was talking to you last time." She pursed her lips and said, "The reason I don't like participating in competitions is because something happened during college. Another is because of my mother."
She skipped her college days and said softly, "My dad died when I was five years old."
Fu Yanzhi said nothing.
Ji Qingying said: "My mother is a designer, she is super talented."
In the beginning, Ji Qingying's mother only worked in Jiangcheng.
She entered a well-known design company, but she was not satisfied with the status quo.
But because of family constraints, she could not go out.
After Ji Qingying's father died, she began to act.
She left Ji Qingying and went abroad.
In the year she first left, she would send gifts to Ji Qingying from time to time, and she would also call her.
But every time Ji Qingying asked her when to go home, she said she was busy and had no time.
After that, she didn't even make phone calls.
It was only when Ji Qingying grew up that she found out that she was married again, married to a foreigner.
At that time, she had reached the sensible stage. She felt sad about Zhou Zhilan's remarriage, but she understood.
In the next few years, Ji Qingying would secretly go to Internet cafes from time to time to search for news related to her.
She watched a lot.
When I saw the media reports, I praised her for her amazing designs and her talent. I also saw that she was frustrated in love and divorced her second husband.
Soon after the divorce, she had a new boyfriend. The work has skyrocketed, the audience of the works is getting wider and wider, and the awards are getting more and more.
He even became the director of a famous luxury group. That was the head office of Dijia, the first Chinese director.
The media recorded her work and private life in an all-round way.
But no one ever mentioned that her first marriage, let alone that she had a daughter.
…
Ji Qingying rarely reminisces about the past, but today is a bit uncontrollable.
She raised her head and blinked hard at the sky: "I tell you this, I don't want you to feel sorry for me."
She said: "I just couldn't hold back. My grandmother sent me a message two days ago, saying she was back."
Fu Yanzhi narrowed his eyes, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.
He had guessed before that Ji Qingying's fragile and sensitive mind was related to the family of origin, but he didn't know the specifics.
At this moment, her ears are full of those words.
She said it in the most relaxed tone, but he knew how lonely she was when she was growing up.
When all the classmates in the parent-teacher meeting were accompanied by their parents, she was alone.
Even when others asked her parents, she couldn't tell the truth.
Her father died and her mother left her.
All this is telling her. She was an unwanted child and no one loved her.
If they love, they won't go.
After a long time, Fu Yanzhi replied in a hoarse voice, "I know."
"I know," he said.
After speaking out, Ji Qingying felt a lot more relaxed.
In recent years, she has carefully avoided news related to Zhou Zhilan.
If nothing else, I don't want to embarrass myself. But in the end it is unavoidable.
Fu Yanzhi was silent for a moment, then spoke up again.
His voice was soothing and warm, and it reached her intermittently.
"Don't be afraid, there will be me in the future." He said, "I won't leave."
Ji Qingying said "um" and rubbed her sore nose: "I know."
"You can't bear it," she said.
Fu Yanzhi admitted frankly, "Yes."
How could he be willing to leave her alone.
Ji Qingying didn't want to be immersed in a sad environment, nor did she want Fu Yanzhi to be uncomfortable with her.
After a while of silence, she took the initiative to change the subject: "Have you eaten yet?"
"No."
Ji Qingying was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the time: "Not yet?"
She said, "then go and eat, I'm going back to the classroom."
Fu Yanzhi replied in a low voice, "Okay, my phone is always on, let me know when I'm done."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Qingying blew for a while downstairs and went back to the classroom.
She picked up all her bad moods and went all out again.
She was busy here, but Fu Yanzhi was a little better.
In the absence of unexpected circumstances, the duty is actually not tiring.
He stared at the phone for a long time, looked sideways at the dinner on the side, and lost his appetite.
Fu Yanzhi pondered for a moment, and called Fu's mother.
Fu's mother and Fu's father were walking. When she saw the call, she raised her eyebrows and said to Fu Zheng, "Your son must have something else to ask me for help."
Fu Zheng: "..."
He laughed: "It's probably related to his girlfriend."
In the memories of the two, Fu Yanzhi had grown up so much that he had rarely asked them for help.
Last time, it was for game tickets.
Mother Fu shook her head and said in disgust, "A son with a girlfriend is like water thrown out."
Fu Zheng: "..."
While talking, Mother Fu answered the phone.
"Hello." She asked deliberately, "Fu Yanzhi, what are you looking for from me?"
Fu Yanzhi: "...Mom."
Mother Fu chuckled: "Why, it's not good for you to call me."
She said, "Come on, don't delay my walk with your dad."
"… "
Fu Yanzhi was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he would ask: "I heard Ye Zhenzhen say before, you seem to have accepted an invitation, don't you?"
Mother Fu snorted: "The design competition, tomorrow is over, what's the matter."
Fu Yan gave a pause and asked in a low voice, "It's not convenient for Fang to bring an assistant."
Mother Fu: "...you?"
"Um."
Mother Fu raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked at Fu Zheng, "Why? You don't have to rest tomorrow?"
Fu Yanzhi responded, "I'll go take a look."
Mother Fu didn't say a word.
There is nothing inconvenient for this kind of training. As long as the students have their own time, they can move freely after class.
It's just that everyone has a lot of work to learn, and no one will play at the prime time.
Mother Fu thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "What happened to your girlfriend?"
"No."
Mother Fu: "..."
She choked and was speechless for a while: "I can't tell, you're still clinging to your girlfriend."
Fu Yanzhi did not refute.
Mother Fu also knows her son's character, and he is not someone who is willing to explain more.
She pondered for a few seconds, then whispered, "Okay, I'll ask the assistant to pick you up at the hospital tomorrow."
"it is good."
Mother Fu said "um": "Is there anything else?"
Fu Yanzhi paused for a while and whispered, "Mom, thank you."
"… Nasty, hang up."
Fu Yanzhi smiled helplessly as he looked at the hung up phone.
the next morning.
Designer training here welcomed the president of Sanqing Group.
Ji Qingying didn't know until she went to the classroom, and Xu Bingying was sitting next to her, gossiping to her.
"You know, the president of Sanqing is very good."
Ji Qingying took the drawing and lowered her head to think: "Well, how do you say it."
Xu Bingying said, "She is a woman."
She said: "But I rarely show up, and many things are handled by the vice president below. This time, it is also to encourage the new generation of designers."
Hearing this, Ji Qingying raised her eyebrows, expressing her understanding: "Oh."
She said: "That's a little bit looking forward to. I read the report before, and it seems that she is also a design major, right?"
"yes."
The two whispered softly, and suddenly heard exclamations.
Ji Qingying raised her head subconsciously, she was stunned when she saw the woman on the podium.
This person... If she remembered correctly, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.
Ye Qing looked around, his eyes stopped on her side for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Ye Qing."
After self-introduction, Ye Qing didn't waste much time and started lecturing.
What a designer has to do is not just to design the work. It is also necessary to grasp the current popular culture, and even the culture of a company must have a certain understanding in order to develop better.
Ye Qing is a manager, but also a designer.
She is good at combining these and telling these new generation designers what they need and what they like.
Because Ye Qing was in class, the classroom was arranged in a very ordinary desk classroom.
Ji Qingying sat in the back row, looking at the big screen over the podium earnestly and attentively, recording the key points from time to time.
As he was writing, a shadow fell next to him.
She didn't care too much, thinking it was a late classmate.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew outside.
With the wind drilled in, there is a faint floral fragrance. In this not-so-rich floral fragrance, she smelled a familiar smell.
Ji Qingying's hand holding the pen paused, and slowly looked to the side.
As soon as she turned her head, she bumped into a pair of long and narrow eyes.
She froze, just staring at him blankly. No response for a long time.
Fu Yanzhi looked at her sideways and knocked on her desk: "Concentrate on listening to the class."
Ji Qingying's lips moved, but she couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
She turned her head and looked over to the podium. Ye Qing was still lecturing.
Ji Qingying numbly took two lines of notes and turned her head again.
Why is Fu Yanzhi here
For a moment, she had a piece of paper in front of her, which said - concentrate on listening to the class first.
Ji Qingying couldn't hold back, and lowered her head to write: Why are you here.
Fu Yanzhi: Well, come to accompany you to class.
…
After class was over, everyone packed up and left. Ji Qingying looked at the man next to her seriously: "Why are you... suddenly here?"
Fu Yanzhi looked down at her and chuckled, "Don't want me to come?"
Ji Qingying shook her head.
Fu Yanzhi reached out and rubbed her hair: "I told you last night."
"Huh?" Ji Qingying looked at him blankly.
He lowered his head, touched her lips, and said in a low voice, "Forgot?"
Ji Qingying blinked and hooked his neck: "No."
He said last night—missed her.