Luo Jingyu was wearing the black tweed windbreaker and the gray scarf given by Zhan Xi. There was no hood on his coat, but he still had a mask on his face. Zhan Xi could see through his bent eyes that he was smiling.
"Xiao Yu!" She was surprised, more than happy, her eyes sparkled, "Why are you here?"
Luo Jingyu put the back of her right hand under her chin and pointed at Zhan Xi, which meant "waiting for you". Zhan Xi understood and felt warm at heart.
Luo Jingyu had already taken the sack from her hand, weighed it, and looked at her with a puzzled look.
"It's very heavy, isn't it?" Zhan Xi said with a smile, "There are chestnuts, honey, dried bamboo shoots, sweet potatoes, all very heavy things, half of which are for you."
After understanding the lip reading, Luo Jingyu shook her free hand vigorously several times. Zhan Xi knew what he meant—she didn’t need that much. She said, “Yes, I can’t finish it all by myself.”
The two of them had already walked to the roadside. Zhan Xi originally planned to take the bus. The West Station was far from Qingque Gate and a taxi was too expensive. However, Luo Jingyu took out her cell phone and waved it, pointing at the parked black cars. Zhan Xi asked, "Did you call a taxi?"
Luo Jingyu nodded, stopped by the roadside, put the sack on the ground, and opened her cell phone to show Zhan Xi. He had called an online taxi, which would arrive in 5 minutes.
Zhan Xi asked: "Why did you come to pick me up? It's so far away, I thought you were at home cooking."
Luo Jingyu didn't answer, but laughed again, and her eyes above the mask were almost bent and invisible.
Zhan Xi pouted and pointed at her face: "Can you take off your mask?"
Luo Jingyu obediently took off his mask. Zhan Xi saw his face and said unnaturally, "You are quite handsome, why do you always wear a mask?"
"?" Luo Jingyu seemed not to see the shape of her lips clearly and frowned slightly.
Zhan Xi couldn't hold it in any longer and turned his head away: "If you don't understand, forget it."
This time Luo Jingyu couldn't stand it anymore. She took a step towards her face and bent down, trying to see clearly what she said.
The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened. Zhan Xi leaned back in panic. Seeing her reaction, Luo Jingyu realized something was wrong and stood up straight immediately.
In silence, his cell phone vibrated.
Luo Jingyu looked down and saw that it was a phone call, probably from an online taxi driver.
He handed the phone to Zhan Xi, and put his right hand to his ear to make the number "6", which was the gesture for making a phone call.
Zhan Xi helped him get through, and it turned out to be the driver. She told the other party the location, and after hanging up, she returned the phone to Luo Jingyu.
"What would you do if you encountered this situation when calling a taxi before?" Zhan Xi asked clearly.
Luo Jingyu pointed at her cell phone, shook her hand, and then made a typing gesture on the phone.
Zhan Xi understood that he always sent messages to the drivers, but some drivers still called him.
Luo Jingyu typed again for her to see: The location is correct, I'm waiting for you.
Zhan Xi burst out laughing and gave Luo Jingyu a thumbs up.
Soon, the car arrived and both of them sat in the back seat.
While driving, Luo Jingyu opened the album on his phone and showed Zhanxi the photos and videos of the gifts he had received over the past few days. He had taken a lot of photos but had not been able to send them to Zhanxi, so he showed them to her like a treasure.
"Wow!" Zhan Xi pointed at a video and looked up and said, "The gift can walk now!"
Luo Jingyu raised his eyebrows proudly, like a father whose child was praised.
"It looks like it has grown a little bit." Zhan Xi looked at the photos and videos carefully, until he came to the first video about the gift - Luo Jingyu was holding it while sitting on the bay window, and she smiled at the camera after feeding it.
Zhan Xi pursed his lips, raised his eyelids to look at him, pointed at the video and said, "This, send it to me."
Luo Jingyu: “?”
"I... accidentally... deleted it that day." Zhan Xi smiled embarrassedly.
Luo Jingyu made an "ok" gesture and immediately sent her the video. Zhan Xi's heart moved. Seeing him choosing in the album, he leaned over and patted his arm, then pointed at several other photos with his finger.
"?" Luo Jingyu didn't quite understand, so Zhan Xi simply took action himself and ticked all the photos and videos he wanted.
She stammered as she explained: "That day... I accidentally deleted a lot..."
Luo Jingyu smiled helplessly and made a sign language: she pointed to show happiness, bent her right thumb and four fingers, formed a "c" with the whole hand, and made a heart with both hands.
Heart shape! Why are you suddenly making a heart shape? Zhan Xi stared at him with wide eyes. Luo Jingyu knew that she hadn't guessed it, so she could only type: Careless.
Oh... So it was her fault for being careless. Zhan Xi pouted unhappily, thinking to himself, I did it all for you!
Regardless, under Zhan Xi's "supervision", Luo Jingyu still obediently sent her nine photos and videos one after another.
Zhan Xi was overjoyed. Although the chat records were gone, at least some of the photos could be salvaged, especially those with Xiaoyu's beautiful hands. She loved them so much! She wanted them all.
When the car arrived at the destination, the two got off and walked into the apartment building.
The elevator came up from the underground garage on the first floor. After opening the door on the first floor, Zhan Xi saw a family of three standing inside - Gu Xinchi and his parents.
"Brother Xiaoyu, Sister Zhan, Happy New Year!" Gu Xinchi shouted before they walked in.
Zhan Xi also smiled at him: "Happy New Year." He took out a jar of honey from the sack and handed it to him, "I just came back from my hometown today. This is the honey produced there. I'll give it to you."
"Oh, Xiaozhan, you are too polite." Mother Gu felt embarrassed.
"Thank you, Sister Zhan!" Gu Xinchi was so happy to receive the gift that he started talking. "My parents just took me to the movies! It was great! We wanted to eat out, but all the restaurants were full, so we had to go home to eat. I originally wanted to eat pizza..."
Father Gu had a headache: "Why don't you just report your ID number!"
It was the first time that Zhan Xi saw Gu's father, and she smiled and greeted him. She and Xiaoyu went to the 15th floor together, but she didn't press the floor button. Gu Xinchi thought she forgot, so he quickly squeezed over to help press the 8th floor button: "Sister Zhan, I pressed it for you!"
Zhan Xi: “…”
Just as she was considering whether to turn off the eighth floor button, a hand reached out and long-pressed the button, and the eighth floor button went off. Gu Xinchi's family of three looked at the owner of the hand. Luo Jingyu stood tall, looking at her nose and her heart, as if nothing had happened.
Zhan Xi blushed and wondered if this elevator was poisonous.
Gu Xinchi felt aggrieved and pouted, wondering why it was so difficult to do good things
Father Gu suddenly realized! So this pretty girl lives on the eighth floor? No wonder...
Arriving at the fifteenth floor, everyone went back to their homes. Luo Jingyu opened the door and a warm breath flowed out. Zhan Xi changed into slippers and called out anxiously: "Gift! Mom is back! Where are you?"
There was no sign of the gift in the living room. Luo Jingyu was very experienced. She went straight into the master bedroom, knelt on the ground and looked under the bed. Sure enough, the kitten was hiding there again.
Zhan Xi didn't care that this was Xiao Yu's bedroom. He followed him in and lay on the floor with him, shouting in surprise: "Gift! Why are you under the bed? Come out quickly, are you dirty?"
The gift came out, but it didn't go to Zhan Xi, but went directly to Luo Jingyu. After being picked up by him, he called out twice in a coquettish voice.
Luo Jingyu rubbed its head with a smile, and held it in her arms skillfully.
Zhan Xi: “…”
Damn it, my daughter was kidnapped!
She didn't dare to take a closer look at Xiaoyu's bedroom. When she followed him back to the living room, she found out why Xiaoyu didn't stay at home to cook. It turned out that he was going to eat hot pot that night.
There was no dining table or chairs in his living room, so he pulled out a folding dining table from somewhere, also white, with space for four people. He placed the electric hot pot and side dishes on the table, and Luo Jingyu moved two chairs from the workbench over.
His chairs are very interesting. There are four of them in total. Each one has a different shape, color and material. The common point is that they all look very comfortable to sit on, the kind that people can curl up in.
Luo Jingyu brought an orange wooden chair for Zhan Xi. It was very heavy, with a soft half-covered backrest and a cushion. Zhan Xi sat on it, hummed with satisfaction, raised his head and asked, "Where did you find such a comfortable chair?"
Luo Jingyu smiled, took out her phone and typed: Do you like it? I'll give it to you.
"Oh my God!" Zhan Xi slapped his forehead, "I like your house, would you like to give it to me?"
Luo Jingyu thought about it seriously and answered: Okay, then where should I live
Zhan Xi joked with him heartlessly: "You can live in my room 802!"
Luo Jingyu typed with a smile and handed the phone to Zhan Xi: You pay 8,500 to the bank every month, is your salary enough
Zhan Xi almost vomited blood. He rushed over and punched him with his little fists: "Hate, hate, hate!"
Luo Jingyu laughed so hard that she dodged Zhanxi's "attack" with small steps, put away her phone, took off her coat, and pointed at Zhanxi's coat. Zhanxi took off his down jacket and handed it to him. Luo Jingyu looked at the clothes in her hand, glanced at Zhanxi, and took out her phone to type for her: Huanhuan, red looks very good on you! Like a strawberry.
Zhan Xi was so embarrassed that he could only shout to hide his embarrassment: "Go get something to eat! I'm so hungry!"
By the way, he covered his stomach with his hand and made the sign language for "hungry".
Luo Jingyu stopped teasing her, hung up the clothes and went to the kitchen to get the soup pot.
He had prepared the hot pot before he went to pick up Zhan Xi. The base of the pot was not bought, but his own stewed pork tripe and chicken soup. Half a chicken was cut into small pieces and put in the soup, and the pork tripe was added. The soup was stewed into a milky white color.
In addition, he also prepared a lot of hot pot side dishes, including meat and vegetarian dishes, and the seasonings were divided into spicy and non-spicy. Finally, he bravely took out a bottle of red wine and tentatively showed it to Zhan Xi.
"Still drinking?" Zhan Xi really didn't expect that she was not very good at drinking. After hesitating for a while, he shook his hand and refused, "Do you have any drinks? You drink, I want to drink."
Luo Jingyu was not disappointed. It was normal for a girl not to drink alcohol. She quickly went to get another jug of apple juice. Zhan Xi expressed his satisfaction. After the pot started to boil, the two of them enjoyed their first dinner of the New Year.
It is not convenient to chat with Xiaoyu while eating, but Zhanxi has gotten used to it. The living room is very quiet, with only the sound of the hot pot bubbling and the occasional gift turning to their feet and meowing.
The pork tripe and chicken soup was very delicious, and Zhan Xi ate a lot. He looked up at the man opposite him. He was wearing a camel-colored round-neck sweater and ate very politely, almost chewing slowly. Zhan Xi had eaten so many meals with him, and he had never noticed Xiao Yu smacking his lips or showing other inappropriate behaviors according to dining etiquette.
He couldn't hear anything, which was quite rare since Zhan Jie sometimes ate very loudly.
After eating hot pot, Zhan Xi helped Luo Jingyu clean up the dishes and volunteered to wash them. Luo Jingyu was unwilling to do so and pushed her out of the kitchen and asked her to play with the gift.
When he finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, he saw Zhan Xi lazily lying on the orange chair, his shoes taken off, his legs bent on the chair, and he was petting the kitten in his arms.
Luo Jingyu pulled a chair over and sat down next to her.
Zhan Xi looked at him and asked, "Xiao Yu, why don't you have a sofa at home?"
Luo Jingyu thought for a moment, pointed to the workbench at the other end of the living room, and typed an answer: There is no seat left.
Zhan Xi looked at the workbench and saw that’s what it was!
Xiaoyu's living room is a large rectangle. Normally, the area near the balcony is used to place sofas, coffee tables, and TV cabinets, but he placed a workbench as big as a company conference table. If they want to put a sofa, they can only put it at the entrance, which is where they are now. The lighting here is not good enough, so it is indeed not suitable.
Luo Jingyu added: There are no guests in my home.
Zhan Xi looked at him unhappily and pointed at his nose: "Am I not a guest?"
Luo Jingyu was stunned and typed: Do you like sofas
Zhan Xi smiled and said, "I like it. Don't you like it? I feel very comfortable on that small sofa downstairs."
Luo Jingyu blinked a few times and felt that she understood what Zhan Xi meant.
"Oh my, I'm too full." Zhan Xi groaned, "You prepared too many dishes. I feel like I've gained weight."
When facing Luo Jingyu, she was not reserved at all. She felt very relaxed and at ease. Even though he couldn't hear her and couldn't speak, the two of them didn't feel awkward being together.
Zhan Xi thought of her male classmates in high school. They called her "class beauty" in public but called her "eleven girl" behind her back. She could never chat with them and was silent in class all day.
She thought of her college classmates again. Because of the incident that Chi Guilan caused during her freshman year, everyone talked about her a lot. The most common words used to describe her were "hypocritical" and "white lotus". Fortunately, her three roommates understood her, otherwise, she would have had a very difficult four years.
As for the male colleagues in the company, Zhan Xi felt that they were basically all about appearance. When she first joined the company, many single young men expressed their affection for her and asked her out for dinner or to the movies, but Zhan Xi refused any of them.
Later, Lin Yan was the only one who persisted, but Zhan Xi knew very clearly that they were not suitable. Lin Yan spoke too little, and when the two of them talked, the air seemed to be dull.
Wait! She felt something was wrong.
Zhan Xi looked at Luo Jingyu. The man next to her was even less talkative than Lin Yan. It was not accurate to say that he was less talkative than anyone else in the world. But why did she like being with him so much
They were never bored and could joke around without restraint. Sometimes she would push him, pat him, and just now she even punched him. He would just let her do whatever she wanted and every time he would just look at her with a smile and not say a word.
It was so strange. These two men had said nothing to her. Lin Yan's advances made her feel pressured, but Xiao Yu's gentleness was irresistible to her. She even wanted more in her heart. She wanted to be close to him, to be with him, to see him smile, to...
Zhan Xi blushed and warned himself not to think too much.
She and Xiaoyu... are not suitable!
They can only be friends.
At this time, after looking at Zhan Xi's lip reading, Luo Jingyu pointed at her and shook her head and hands.
Zhan Xi chuckled: "You think I'm skinny? Actually, I have some fat on my belly, but it's winter/I wear more clothes so you can't see it."
Luo Jingyu typed for her: No, I think you can be fatter.
“Pfft! Hahahaha…” Zhan Xi laughed so hard that his shoulders shook, “Xiao Yu, don’t tell other girls about this, or you’ll get beaten!”
Luo Jingyu didn't understand why he was beaten. He was telling the truth. He felt Huanhuan was not fat at all, but too thin and should gain some weight.
possible
Frightened by her own thoughts, Zhan Xi decided to go home early. She gave Xiao Yu a thumbs up and said, "It's so late. I have to go home. Xiao Yu, thank you for the hot pot."
She climbed down from the chair reluctantly and said to the gift in her arms, "Baby, say goodbye to Uncle Xiaoyu. Mommy is taking you home."
Luo Jingyu was reluctant to leave her and the gift, but it was really late and he had no reason to keep Zhanxi.
However, neither of them expected that the little gift would show great resistance when Zhan Xi put it into the cat bag.
It barked and twisted, and stretched out its little paws to try to scratch Zhanxi. Zhanxi was afraid of hurting it, so he gave it to Xiaoyu and asked him to put the gift in the cat bag.
Then a magical scene happened. In Luo Jingyu's arms, the gift instantly calmed down, transforming from a grumpy little cat into a delicate little kitten, with a pair of bright eyes full of grievances.
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Zhan Xi: “…”
Ah! This heartless bastard! He forgets his loyalty for the sake of beauty! I should have raised a little boy cat earlier! Zhan Xi almost shed tears in his heart.
The intention of the gift was clear. Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi apologetically, asking her what she meant with her eyes. Zhan Xi pouted and asked, "Do you think it's troublesome?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head firmly.
Zhan Xi asked again: "Do you really like it?"
Luo Jingyu nodded heavily again.
Zhan Xi said, "Then... How about this, the gift will stay at your house on weekdays, and I'll take it back on weekends. You're usually at home, so you can keep it company. What do you think?"
Luo Jingyu smiled and nodded, and the gift in her arms seemed to understand and meowed, which was so coquettish.
Zhan Xi sighed, took out all the specialties he brought for Luo Jingyu from the sack, said goodbye to him (and her cat), and took the elevator back to the eighth floor with a dusty face.
It was not until the elevator went down that Luo Jingyu remembered that she had forgotten to give the pickled duck to Huanhuan.
Then I thought, it’s better not to give it to her, as it will give me another excuse to see her.
He sat back in his chair with the gift in his arms in a good mood, touched the kitten's head with his fingers, and gestured to its big eyes: "My dear, you did a great job today! Daddy really loves you."
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After leaving his hometown and Chi Guilan, Zhan Xi's life returned to its original track.
When she signed up for the provincial exam, she applied for a clerk position in the Culture, Radio, Television, Tourism and Sports Bureau of a certain district in Qiantang. She chose this position because it required not only Chinese language and literature, but also Internet and new media. Although it only recruited one person, Zhan Xi still signed up.
If she could pass the exam for this position, she would be willing to work there.
As for other positions that matched her major, such as the Administrative Law Enforcement Brigade, the Grassroots Judicial Office of the Justice Bureau, the Health Supervision Institute, and the District Spiritual Civilization Construction Guidance Center... she didn't like them just by looking at the names of the units.
Zhan Xi knew that it was because she was still young and had some ambitions for her career. A stable job was not that attractive to her, and high-quality unmarried young men only existed in her mother's dreams.
She feels that her future has unlimited possibilities and cannot be summarized as "finding a stable job, marrying a good husband, and having one or two children."
She wanted to try it on her own, like Qin Fei, Luo Xinran, and Xiaoyu! She would not regret it even if she failed. Only if she didn't try would she feel bad.
The New Year's Eve of that year was in late January, and the company's annual meeting would be held at the end of February after the New Year, so the HR was particularly busy before the New Year, and even people in miscellaneous positions like Zhan Xi had to work overtime frequently.
In her spare time, she signed up for an online civil service exam training course, bought the teaching materials, attended classes on time, practiced exercises, and did homework.
Chi Guilan was satisfied with her enthusiasm for study and asked her to pay less attention to the company's affairs and do more reading and reviewing. Her mother's original words were: "What does the annual meeting have to do with you? You will finish your exams at the end of February and you might quit your job!"
Zhan Xi didn't dare tell her mother that the annual meeting was actually related to her, because the sisters in the department unanimously nominated her to perform, which gave her a headache.
Everyone argued for several days, Zhan Xi said she couldn't sing, so she would dance, but she definitely wouldn't dance alone. Finally, Yuan Sichen and Qian Yun, who were younger in the department, agreed to dance with her. Wen Qin waved her hand and let them rent a dance studio at public expense and hire a teacher to teach and choreograph. Only then was the matter settled.
After Zhan Xi became busy, he was not able to meet Luo Jingyu every day. He could only go to his house occasionally to have a meal and play with the gifts.
Luo Jingyu has become very busy recently because of the cherry tree.
Mrs. Ikee's birthday party was on February 9th, after the Lantern Festival, so time was not abundant.
Luo Jingyu is very organized in her work. Through her teacher Zhou Lian, who taught her how to emboss flowers, she asked two high school hearing-impaired students from a school for the blind and deaf to help her. They all learned basic embossing techniques from Teacher Zhou.
Because there are so many petals, twigs and leaves, Luo Jingyu assigned the two children to cut and dye, while he himself was responsible for all the ironing work. After all, the essence of ironing flowers is "ironing", and the quality of ironing technology can determine the final quality of the work.
After two days of teaching, two hearing-impaired children, a boy and a girl, were able to do it by themselves. They reported to Luo Jingyu's home at 9 am every day and got off work at 6 pm. Luo Jingyu gave them daily wages, and the two children worked very hard.
On the other hand, Luo Jingyu gave up using flower stand columns and foam boards to make the trunk of the cherry tree. The budget was sufficient, so Luo Jingyu asked Fang Xu to contact a student from the sculpture department of the Academy of Fine Arts to help him make it with sculpture clay, so that the texture of the trunk would be more realistic.
And the Yaezakura hair comb must be made by Mr. Ikee before the New Year.
The comb designed by Luo Jingyu is very simple, which is easy for Mr. Chi Jiang to complete. The significance of this comb is not the design, but the degree of completion. After Mr. Chi Jiang approved the design, Luo Jingyu contacted Dong Cheng and set the teaching time for January 19, which is a Sunday.
There was still a week before Mr. Chi Jiang came to visit. That day, which was also Sunday, was Zhan Xi's day off. He didn't want to review after sleeping in, so he went to the market, bought a bag full of vegetables, and sneaked up to the 15th floor with gifts to comfort Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu's home is now in a mess, and there is no way to clean it up. Liou is forced to return to 802 and live with Zhanxi. The kitten feels wronged and doesn't show any displeasure to Zhanxi in the first few days. It is not until Zhanxi takes it to Xiaoyu's home that Liou becomes more obedient.
Luo Jingyu opened the door for Zhan Xi, and the man and the cat entered the house.
At the workbench, two eighteen-year-old children were cutting cloth and dyeing it non-stop. Luo Jingyu, wearing a sports suit and with dark circles under her eyes, looked at Zhan Xi with a faint smile.
Zhan Xi felt sorry for his tired look and said, "Take care of yourself. You have lost weight. Can I cook for you at noon today?"
Luo Jingyu took the dish from her hand, shook her hand and pointed at herself.
Zhan Xi curled his lips: "You think my cooking is not delicious, right?"
Luo Jingyu looked at her dizzily. He was really tired. He only slept for four hours the night before. He originally wanted to order a takeout for a simple meal and then sleep for a while, but Zhan Xi came and he immediately dismissed these ideas.
Looking at her coquettish expression, Luo Jingyu couldn't control his thoughts and actually raised his hand to rub her head. Zhan Xi looked at him in a daze, and then he realized what he had done.
Luo Jingyu: “…”
Zhan Xi: “…”
She took the dish back from his hand and said, "It's still me.
Come on, you are too tired, go and take a rest, I will call you when the meal is ready."
This time, Luo Jingyu didn't insist and went back to the master bedroom with the gift to catch up on her sleep.
The two children at the workbench looked at Zhan Xi curiously as he entered the kitchen, gossiping with sign language.
Boy Zhong Peng: Senior Luo also said that Xiao Zhan is not his girlfriend! Who would believe that
Girl Mo Yang: That’s right! They all patted my head and killed me!
Zhong Peng: And cook for him!
Mo Yang: I also help him raise a cat!
Zhong Peng: You are still being stubborn even in this situation!
Mo Yang shook his head and sighed: You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.
Zhong Peng scratched his head: What are you talking about? Senior Brother Luo almost fainted. He was really sleeping, not pretending!
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