At 9 o'clock in the morning, Luo Jingyu was awakened by the vibration of her bracelet.
He opened his eyes, stayed in bed for a while before getting up, putting on his clothes, taking off his smart bracelet, and going to the bathroom in his slippers to wash up.
This bracelet actually has many functions, but Luo Jingyu only uses it as an alarm clock. It is small and she hardly feels it when she wears it on her wrist when she sleeps.
Sometimes, he would be grateful that he lives in this era with computers, smartphones, smart watches, and 5G networks. He can shop online, call a taxi, buy tickets, book a hotel, order takeout... For hearing-impaired people like him, life is indeed much more convenient.
My parents were miserable when they were young, and could only stare at a landline phone. My father said that once he wanted to invite my mother to the park, so he rode his bicycle for half an hour to go to my mother's house to call her, but my mother went to visit relatives, so my father could only ride his bicycle for another half an hour to come back in despair.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Luo Jingyu found that his hair had grown a lot, and his bangs covered his eyes, thinking that it was time for a haircut. He had a lot of hair, and the hair was hard, but not oily. After washing and drying, his hair was very fluffy. After sleeping for a night, his hair was even more frizzy like a ball of hair.
But he didn't plan to go out that day. He had vegetables at home and some orders to complete. He decided to go to the barber shop when he went out to buy vegetables the next day.
While having breakfast, Fang Xu sent him a WeChat message, asking how the Christmas orders were going.
Luo Jingyu replied that it was almost done and according to the progress it would be all done before the 20th.
Fang Xu said ok and told him another thing.
Fang Xu: Yu, let me tell you, a new customer contacted me last night and wanted to make a custom hot stamping. You have no idea how crazy that is! I was stunned.
What a big fish: What does it mean
Fang Xu: He wants to be a tree! A tree! A cherry blossom tree! [Dizzy]
What a big fish: [Surprised][Surprised][Surprised]
Fang Xu: I have never heard of such a crazy request, a tree! Is this possible
What a big fish: How big is the tree
Fang Xu: It's just like the real thing, a smaller cherry tree, Somei Yoshino cherry, the kind that is often made. The trunk is made of foam board and flower stand columns, painted, and all the flowers are hot stamped.
What a big fish:…
What a Big Fish: It’s really crazy.
Fang Xu: That’s crazy, right? Can you do it
What a big fish: enough money, enough time, it can be done.
Fang Xu: He wants to use it in a banquet after the Lantern Festival next year. There are still nearly two months left. Is that enough
What a big fish: That’s enough.
Fang Xu: I didn’t dare to quote a price, but you can do the math. It’s just one tree! It should be at least 100,000, right
What a big fish: Of course it’s on, I’ve calculated the speed for you.
Fang Xu: Okay, I’ll wait for your news.
The screen of her phone went black. Luo Jingyu lowered her head and took a bite of the millet cake, thinking about the tree in her heart.
The cherry tree, Somei Yoshino cherry, is the most common cherry tree in Japan and one of the most commonly used cherry blossom varieties in hot stamping handicrafts. It cannot compare to the gorgeousness of the double cherry blossom. I guess the other party also thinks it is too difficult to make a double cherry blossom.
Is this the client that Mr. Jidan helped him attract? The new owner of "Good Luck"
Fang Xu didn't say anything. Luo Jingyu couldn't guess what was going on. She wanted to tell Teacher Jidan about this, but suddenly she remembered that he seemed... unable to send her WeChat messages as he pleased.
After taking a sip of wonton soup, Luo Jingyu planned to calculate the price carefully after breakfast. He was not good at math and must not make a mistake. He had never encountered a large order at this price.
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In the afternoon, Zhan Xi was so sleepy that he had to drink two cups of coffee to keep himself from falling asleep.
She had a cold again, with a runny nose, probably because she had been exposed to the cold wind for too long the night before and had not slept well at night. Yuan Sichen laughed at her during lunch break, saying that she looked healthy but had such a poor constitution. It had only been less than half a month since she caught a cold and had a fever, and she caught a cold again.
Zhan Xi blew her red nose with a tissue and thought, this time it was not anyone else's fault, she did it herself.
Xiaoyu hasn't sent her any message for twenty-four hours!
His last message was the one I replied to yesterday afternoon: Let’s chat, it’s 78 o’clock.
Zhan Xi felt very upset. After getting off work, she left the company and passed by a mirror in the lobby on the first floor. She found that her nose was as red as a clown. She pouted and thought for a long time, then opened her phone to take a selfie. After blocking all her family members, she posted a message to her friends.
Egg Pudding: I caught a cold again! [Poor]
Illustration: Bitter melon with red nose.jpg
In fact, Zhan Xi seldom posts selfies, and he certainly won’t post to his Moments to show his sympathy just because he has a headache or a fever. He never mentioned the last time he had a fever and went to the hospital to get an IV drip.
But this time, she was very satisfied when she looked at her miserable appearance in the photo, and then began to wait for news.
However, until she walked back to Qingque Jiayuan and entered Room 802, she didn't get the news she wanted, but she received a few comments from classmates and colleagues, and some bastards even liked them.
Lin Yan: Get enough rest and drink more hot water.
Luo Xinran: Baby, who are you sending this to
Zhao Qingqing: Baby, who are you sending this to
Yao Ying: Baby, who are you sending this to
The three roommates knew Zhan Xi, especially Luo Xinran. Zhan Xi looked at their uniform messages and felt guilty, thinking, is it so obvious? Then... can the person who is waiting see it
As a result, until 10 o'clock in the evening, that person did not comment, let alone send a message. Zhan Xi opened WeChat countless times, thinking about whether to call him actively, but felt embarrassed, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally put away the phone.
Why is this person like this!
She had already given him the opportunity to come and inquire about his condition, so how could he be so tactless
Or... he doesn't want to pay attention to her anymore
Zhan Xi hid in the bed, pinched the little whale in his arms, and asked it: "Yudan, what do you think your brother thinks? He said he was not angry, was he lying to me? Is he still angry?"
"Yudan" is the name of the little whale, but it can't answer Zhan Xi's question.
At 11 o'clock, Zhan Xi gave up. She was not feeling well and had not slept enough the night before. She turned off the desk lamp and fell asleep holding the fish ball.
At this time on the fifteenth floor, Luo Jingyu was still awake.
He was sorting the finished Christmas jewelry. There were only two days left before Fang Xu came to pick up the goods, so he still needed to do some finishing touches so that everything could be completed the next day.
In the afternoon, he gave Fang Xu the quote for the cherry tree. Luo Jingyu finally quoted 150,000, which included the cost of materials, time cost, Fang Xu's share, and the cost of hiring people.
Luo Jingyu thought about it and decided that if he really took the order, he would need to find two assistants to help him complete the tree. It wasn't that he couldn't do it alone, but the process was too complicated, with too many petals and leaves, and he would probably be sick of doing it alone.
He deliberately didn't pay attention to the time or check his phone, for fear that he would be disappointed.
At around 11 o'clock, he opened his phone to check WeChat, and sure enough, there was no message from Teacher Jidan.
Luo Jingyu didn't check his Moments. Most of his Moments were made up of his high school classmates. Some of them were engaged in micro-business and posted dozens of advertisements every day. Luo Jingyu was too lazy to block them and simply ignored them.
Anyway, he can’t see Teacher Jidan’s circle of friends.
He had pickled duck for dinner, which was pickled by Luo Mingsong himself. He was given four ducks. They were not too salty and very delicious.
Luo Jingyu was hungry, so he chopped up the remaining pickled duck and cooked himself a bowl of pickled duck and vegetable rice. After eating, he had nothing to do, but he didn't want to sleep yet, so he sat down at the workbench after thinking about it, took out a pencil and sketch paper, and started to draw a design sketch.
He wanted to design a unique set of jewelry for Teacher Jidan. Although he had never told her, he had made a promise in his heart. Even though Teacher Jidan ignored him now, he still wanted to make this set of jewelry and give it to her, just to put an end to this short fate.
When drawing, Luo Jingyu thought of the other person's appearance. Now it was great, her appearance became so specific, her long smooth hair, eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth, each one appeared vividly in his mind.
Deaf people have a very good visual memory. As long as they pay attention, they will remember what they have seen very clearly.
She is so beautiful.
Luo Jingyu thought, no wonder she didn’t like those boys after three blind dates.
Such a pretty girl, who is also good at studying and has a gentle and patient personality, how outstanding a boy would have to be to be worthy of her
He smiled bitterly and continued to sketch carefully.
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The second twenty-four hours have passed!
Zhan Xi and Luo Jingyu seemed to be competing with each other, and neither of them took the initiative to send WeChat messages to the other.
After get off work on Thursday, Zhan Xi walked back to the community and went to the courier collection point to pick up the package. She took advantage of the Double 12 discount to buy a shoe cabinet and a side cabinet. The logistics was very slow and they arrived today.
The cabinet is not big, and you have to install it yourself with the boards and screws. Zhan Xi found two large boxes at the collection point and lifted them up. They were quite heavy, especially the side cabinet, which was quite large.
She picked up the shoe cabinet and walked home, carrying it to the apartment building with a lot of effort, and placed it next to the elevator door. There were surveillance cameras here, and the collection point was not far away, so Zhan Xi was not afraid of the box being stolen.
After putting it away, she walked back to the collection point to pick up the box from the side cabinet.
After getting her hair cut at the barber shop, Luo Jingyu went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and returned to Qingque Jiayuan.
After entering the apartment building, he saw a large cardboard box next to the elevator door.
He took a quick look and his eyes were fixed on the box. The courier had written in black marker a few large words on it: Building 5, Unit 2, Room 802, Zhan Xi
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He looked around and saw no one, so he walked out of the unit door and looked around. It was already dark, and the street lights in the community were on. Luo Jingyu soon saw a man carrying a huge cardboard box and staggering towards him from a few dozen meters away.
The box seemed very heavy, and at this moment, she was putting it on the ground to catch her breath.
Luo Jingyu didn't hesitate for even half a second and ran over at almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
Before Zhan Xi could raise her head, she saw a shadow flashing before her eyes, and a person was already standing in front of her. She looked at him in astonishment, and Luo Jingyu didn't dare to look at her. She bent down to pick up the box on the ground, turned around and walked towards the unit door.
Zhan Xi called him from behind: "Hey..."
Then he remembered that he couldn't hear, so Zhan Xi stopped talking and trotted after him.
Two boxes were stacked next to the elevator door. Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi stood side by side, waiting for the elevator to come down.
Zhan Xi looked at him secretly. He was still the same, wearing black clothes, black pants and a black mask. The difference was that he was holding a bag of vegetables in his hand, and he had also had his hair cut. His originally fluffy and thick black hair was much shorter, revealing his eyebrows and eyes, and his temples and the back of his neck were also trimmed neatly.
He didn't look at her, avoiding eye contact. Zhan Xi sniffed and sneaked closer to him. Unexpectedly, he actually moved a step to the right, still keeping a safe distance from her.
Just when she got close to him, Zhan Xi could still smell his scent, a bitter and cool plant scent, very pleasant. Her nose was a little blocked after catching a cold, but the scent could still seep into her nostrils.
She couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to smell what the smell was, but her nose felt sore and she sneezed twice in a row.
Luo Jingyu finally turned her head and looked at her. Zhan Xi took out a tissue and blew his nose. After blowing his nose, he threw it into the trash can and quietly returned to his original position.
The elevator arrived, but before the door opened, Luo Jingyu had already put the vegetables on the ground and picked up a cardboard box. When he saw Zhan Xi trying to pick up another one, he raised his hand to block him. Zhan Xi looked up at him, and he pointed at the box and then at himself, probably meaning that he should do it.
He was such a gentleman. Zhan Xi didn't fight with him for the food. Instead, he helped him pick up the dishes on the ground, blocked the elevator door, and watched Luo Jingyu carry both boxes into the elevator.
After pressing the eighth floor button, the two people continued to stand in the elevator car as punishment.
Luo Jingyu had already seen the words on the box, which said "shoe cabinet". He hesitated for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and typed something for Zhan Xi to see, then pointed to the cardboard box on the ground: What is this
Zhan Xi quickly typed on his mobile phone: cabinet, shoe cabinet.
Luo Jingyu: Install it yourself
Zhan Xi nodded.
Arriving at the eighth floor, Luo Jingyu helped Zhan Xi move the two boxes to the door of Room 802. Zhan Xi took out the key to open the door, but Luo Jingyu did not leave, but stood quietly by the side. Zhan Xi opened the door a crack and turned to look at him. He was blinking, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
Zhan Xi smiled and typed on his phone: "Xiaoyu, can you help me install the cabinet? I'm not very good at it."
Luo Jingyu was looking at the screen of her mobile phone. Zhan Xi felt that he was blushing, as could be seen from the red tips of his ears.
Finally, he nodded, took out his phone and asked: Now? In the evening
Zhan Xi typing: Now.
She opened the door as wide as possible, smiled and gestured "please come in". Luo Jingyu glanced at her quickly, then lowered her head and thought for a long time before bending down, picking up the box and walking into Room 802.
Nearly two weeks after Zhan Xi moved in, no one else had entered the small house except Zhan Jie. Luo Jingyu was the first one.
He stood awkwardly at the door. Zhan Xi brought him a pair of slippers. He put them on silently and then looked up at the room.
The living room was very clean. There was a dining table and chairs at the entrance, a sofa and a coffee table by the window, and a refrigerator at the kitchen door. There was no other furniture.
Luo Jingyu's eyes fell on the dining table, where there was a glass bottle with sunflower lilies and flower buds he made. The table was made of natural wood, and it looked pretty good. Luo Jingyu's eyes curved and she touched the small flower bud with her fingers, as if to say: Hi, we meet again.
Zhan Xi saw his actions, walked up to him, and boldly pulled his sleeve. Luo Jingyu turned around to look at her. Zhan Xi handed the phone to him: Come in, why are you standing at the door like an idiot
Luo Jingyu put the dishes on the table and moved the two boxes to a spacious place. Zhan Xi typed on his phone again: "Sit down. What do you want to drink? I have coffee, milk and hot water."
After reading this sentence, Luo Jingyu thought for a moment, and typed on her mobile phone as if she had made up her mind: You can speak, speak slowly and clearly, I can read your lips.
"Ah?!" Zhan Xi was shocked. Is he that powerful? She looked up at him in confusion, and Luo Jingyu nodded slightly at her.
Zhan Xi didn't know how slowly he should speak. He opened his mouth, but suddenly he seemed to be unable to speak. It took him a long time before he spoke, and his words were very clear and articulate: "Why didn't you speak earlier? Do you know what I am saying?"
Luo Jingyu looked at the changes in her lip shape, her eyes curved even more, and she tilted her head as if smiling, and typed on her phone for her to see: I know, you are exaggerating, no need to be so slow.
Wow! He can really read lips? Zhan Xi was so excited. What an amazing skill!
She asked him eagerly, "What do you want to drink?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head and pointed at the box.
Zhan Xi asked: "You mean, just help me install the cabinets?"
Luo Jingyu nodded again.
Zhan Xi shrugged: "Okay, then you start working, and I'll wash the strawberries for you."
She handed the scissors to Luo Jingyu, turned on the air conditioner in the living room, took off her coat, leaving only her sweater and tweed trousers.
Luo Jingyu was already squatting on the ground unpacking boxes. Zhan Xi walked over and patted his shoulder. He looked up at her and Zhan Xi said, "Xiao Yu, take off your clothes. It will be very hot in a while." She pointed to her face and said, "Also, can you take off your mask?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He stood up and took off his black down jacket. Zhan Xi took it and helped him hang it on the hook on the wall next to the door. While Luo Jingyu had her back to her, she picked up the clothes and smelled them carefully. The bitter plant fragrance became more obvious.
Zhan Xi didn't dare to take a deep breath, for fear of sneezing again, so he hung up his clothes first.
Turning around, she found that Luo Jingyu had taken off her mask.
The sweater he was wearing was not black!
This was the first time that Zhan Xi saw other colors besides black on Luo Jingyu's body. He was very happy and couldn't help but take a good look at her.
He was wearing a lake blue round-neck sweater, the color of which was very similar to Yudan's belly, light and gentle. With his tall and thin figure, fair skin, handsome eyebrows, and freshly cut short hair, Zhan Xi felt that he was like a gentle and elegant male college student, without any social airs at all, and he was simply naive.
Luo Jingyu continued to squat on the ground to unpack the boxes, taking out the panels and screws one by one, and finally opened the installation instructions and read them carefully.
Zhan Xi washed a bowl of strawberries in the kitchen, brought it to the coffee table, then squatted down beside him and watched with him.
The two of them were very close to each other, her long hair hung down and even fell on his knees. Luo Jingyu felt uncomfortable and moved a little to the side.
Zhan Xi sniffed. Wow! His sweater also had that nice smell!
She realized that it was probably the smell of some kind of incense in his closet.
Looking at Luo Jingyu, Zhan Xi thought: I can't believe it! Xiaoyu is actually a sophisticated BY who knows how to use aromatherapy!
Luo Jingyu was still flipping through the instruction manual very seriously. Zhan Xi squatted beside him, his eyes involuntarily falling on his hands.
Ah... seeing these hands from such a close distance makes them look even better!
The blue veins on the back of the hand, the red mole on the little finger of the right hand, the round and clean nails, the slender and strong fingers... everything is so beautiful! Woo woo woo... I'm so envious!
Luo Jingyu suddenly turned her head to look at her. Zhan Xi was startled, his feet became unstable, and he sat down on the floor with a cry of "ouch".
The young man smiled to the side, his shoulders shaking with laughter, but no sound came out.
Zhan Xi got up awkwardly and continued squatting. She didn't dare to look at his hands. With nowhere to go, she simply turned her eyes to his profile.
Looking from the side, his nose is really straight and his eyelashes are so long!
She looked at his right ear again. Xiaoyu's ears were also very beautiful and clean. The earlobe was neither too big nor too small, and fine hairs could be seen on the auricle.
Zhan Xi thought, it looks like there is no difference between them and her ears, is it true that she can't hear anything at all
Seeing him lowering his head to sort through the boards, Zhan Xi tried to call out, "Xiao Yu."
Luo Jingyu didn't respond.
Zhan Xi felt bitter in his heart and patted his right arm. Luo Jingyu turned to look at her. Zhan Xi hugged his knees and asked, "Xiao Yu, how old are you?"
Luo Jingyu pursed her lips and smiled, pointed at Zhanxi, then pointed at her head, and made a circle with her index finger. This was not standard sign language, but Luo Jingyu knew that ordinary people should be able to understand the meaning.
Zhan Xi really understood: "You want me to guess?"
Luo Jingyu nodded.
Zhan Xi looked at his face carefully. Wow! His skin was so good! It was so delicate without any flaws. As he looked at her, he found that the tip of Luo Jingyu's ears had turned red again. She lowered her eyes and dared not look at her. Zhan Xi stretched out her right hand under his eyelids and made a "two" and then a "three" with her fingers. Luo Jingyu looked up at her. Zhan Xi asked with a smile, "Twenty-three?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head.
Zhan Xi guessed again: "Twenty-two?"
Why are you getting smaller and smaller? Luo Jingyu told her the answer and made a "six" gesture with her right hand. Zhan Xi exclaimed: "You are twenty-six? I can't tell!"
Luo Jingyu laughed again, as if she was very embarrassed.
Zhan Xi hugged his knees again, tilted his head and asked, "Then how old do you think I am?"
Luo Jingyu stared at her face, frowned, as if thinking, then he stretched out his right hand, stretched out his index finger and middle finger and crossed them, with the index finger in front of the middle finger, the other three fingers bent, and the thumb resting on the ring finger and little finger. After finishing, he made an "eight" gesture.
Zhan Xi didn't understand and asked curiously, "I look 28?"
Seeing her stunned face, Luo Jingyu remembered that he was making the sign for "ten" in sign language, but ordinary people also have number gestures, and "ten" is different.
He quickly shook his head, stretched out his left and right index fingers, crossed them into a cross, and made an "eight" with his right hand.
Zhan Xi understood what was going on, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, saying coquettishly, "Stop it! I'm already working, and I'm still eighteen?"
Luo Jingyu typed: The princess is always 18 years old!
"You're so annoying!" Zhan Xi couldn't stand it anymore and patted him again.
Luo Jingyu laughed even more happily, and even opened his mouth a little wider, but he laughed so happily without making any sound, and Zhan Xi didn't know how he controlled his vocal cords.
She tilted her head and watched him smile. His smile was so beautiful, pure and clear, like a big boy who knew nothing about the world. His eyes were bright and gentle. He looked nothing like the cool guy he usually wore in black. His whole body was soft and when she was close to him, she felt particularly safe, comfortable and warm.
Zhan Xi followed his memory and imitated his previous gesture, with his right index and middle fingers straight and crossed, and his thumb resting on the other two bent fingers, and asked, "Is this the sign language for 'ten'?"
Luo Jingyu sighed in her heart, Ah, Teacher Jidan is really smart!
He nodded, and Zhan Xi also laughed: "I learned it."
Luo Jingyu pointed to her head and gave Zhan Xi a thumbs up. Zhan Xi knew that he was praising her.
After chatting for a few sentences, she stopped disturbing Luo Jingyu while he was installing the cabinet. She took a pillow from the room and put it on the floor for him to sit on instead of squatting. She then sat on the sofa, turned sideways, and watched him install the cabinet with her chin in her hand.
Luo Jingyu sat cross-legged. He was very tall, and even when he was sitting, he could feel his long legs. Zhan Xi watched him study the boards in various positions according to the instructions, and after he put them in different categories, he started to assemble the shoe cabinet.
Luo Jingyu seemed to be born with the ability of hands-on skills. Installing the shoe cabinet was a piece of cake for him. When Zhan Xi asked if he needed help, he smiled and shook his head, patted his chest, and made an "OK" gesture.
Zhan Xi had watched him do it and knew that he could definitely do it. Looking at the wall clock, it was already half past six. Luo Jingyu would go home after buying groceries and would definitely be cooking. Now that he was helping her install the cabinets, did she have to treat him to a meal
So Zhan Xi asked him, "Xiao Yu, have dinner at my place. What do you want to eat? I don't have any food here. Let's order takeout."
Luo Jingyu looked at her blankly, stretched out his arm and pointed at the dining table, where the dishes he bought were.
Zhan Xi looked back and said, "It's already so late when you finish packing. Do you still want to go home and cook? Just eat here with me."
Luo Jingyu blinked, took out her cell phone and typed for her: You can cook my dishes.
Zhan Xi: “…”
There always seems to be something wrong with this sentence.
But Luo Jingyu seemed to be completely unaware of the problem. Zhan Xi laughed, knowing that he probably didn't even understand internet jargons like "your dish" and "my dish".
Luo Jingyu really didn't understand why she was laughing. Zhan Xi scratched his head and said, "I...actually... I'm not very good at cooking. I'm afraid I'll ruin your dish."
Luo Jingyu: “…”
He put down the half-filled shoe cabinet, stood up, dusted his hands, and typed for Zhan Xi to see: Do you have a pot? Strips of ingredients? Plates
Zhan Xi nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, yes, there is a wok, and a rice cooker, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, bowls and plates too!" As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to indicate the wok, bowls and plates, and also made a cooking gesture.
Luo Jingyu understood and typed: The takeaway is not good, I will cook. Please remember:, website mobile version m. computer version., free and fastest update without anti-theft without anti-theft.