Chapter 11 (1/2)
Ji Qingying eased his numb feet in situ and followed him in.
After entering the room, Fu Yanzhi put things down and rolled up his sleeves to see her: ”do you want to drink water?”
”Good.”
Ji Qingying raised her eyes and looked at him: ”do you work so late every day?”
”It depends.”
Ji Qingying is clear, no more questions.
Fu Yanzhi enters the kitchen.
He poured out a cup of warm water and handed it to Ji Qingying. When he accidentally touched her index finger, it was cold as if it had been soaked in ice cream.
He frowned.
Ji Qingying was absent-minded and didn't notice the change in his eyes.
Her eyelids drooped slightly, her hands holding the cup, sipping.
It looks like a abandoned child.
Fu Yanzhi seldom moved a little compassion.
”What time was it locked?”
Ji Qingying thought flying, heard his voice after blinking, turned to see him for a long time: ”should be more than nine o'clock.”
Fu Yanzhi:
Ji Qingying raised his eyes and looked at him: ”do you have to go to work tomorrow?”
”Well.”
Smell speech, season Qing Ying a smile: ”hard.”
Fu Yan said nothing.
Ji Qingying holding a cup of temperature, the eyes turned around, suddenly asked: ”doctor Fu.”
Fu Yan looks down at her.
”Do you have wine in your house?”
”No
Fu Yanzhi got up, bent over to take the mobile phone on the desk and said in a low voice, ”I'll call the unlocking master and ask him to come over tomorrow.”
Ji Qingying did not refuse.
After the call, Fu Yanzhi looked back at her.
Jiqing image is to know what he is going to say, and quickly said: ”you go to busy yourself, I will sit alone.”
Fu Yanzhi stares at her for a few seconds, and then makes a sound: ”I'll take a bath and come out and talk about it.”
He has a mild cleanliness addiction. Every time he comes home from the hospital, the first thing he does is to take a bath.
Ji Qingying nodded.
Also did not want to tease his mind, the whole person appears extremely peaceful.
Fu Yanzhi entered the room.
After a while, he came over with a gray blanket and handed it to Ji Qingying.
He is close, season Qingying can smell the smell of his body.
It doesn't smell good, but it's a soothing one.
Her eyes were bent and her lips were smiling. ”Thank you.”
Fu Yan said, ”well,” I'll take you to the guest room later. ”
”Good.”
The living room quieted down after the man turned back to the room again.
The blanket is clean. He should have just turned it out of the cupboard, and it has a little woody fragrance on it.
Ji Qingying sent a message to snowmelt, then opened the blanket cover.
Fu Yanzhi didn't know when to turn on the air conditioner. After a while, the heating came out continuously, and the cold and cold room was filled with heat, which was very comfortable.
When Fu Yanzhi comes out from the bath, Ji Qingying is already asleep.
He looked at the man curled up on the sofa, stayed there for a moment, and then turned back to the room.
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Ji Qingying had a dream.
In her sleep, she walked into the misty forest.
A place that everyone could not walk out of. She walked and walked, her whole body was white, and even the color of the sky could not be seen clearly.
She had been there for a long time, but she couldn't find the way out.
When she was exhausted, she heard familiar voices and smelled the unpleasant smell of fir trees.
Subconsciously, Ji Qingying goes in the direction of sound.
I don't know how long, the white line of sight began to appear light, very shallow, but still trapped in the desperate she found.
She ran forward excitedly and excitedly.
Running around, the light is getting brighter and clearer.
When she stopped, she ran out of the fog forest, and outside, it was the shining sun.
She looked up at the sun in front of her, reached out to catch him, just stretched out her hand, the sun changed.
It became Fu Yanzhi.
He stood in the sun and held out his hand to her.
……
When Ji Qingying opens her eyes, it's quiet around.
The ceiling light is off, but a floor lamp is on at the balcony, illuminating the room.
The light is not dazzling, just like the sun in a dream.
Ji Qingying stopped and looked down at the quilt.
There is a smell of sunshine on the quilt, just like in the dream.
She silently curved lips, took the mobile phone to look at the time.
It's only five o'clock.
She got up quietly, folded the quilts and blankets, turned off the air conditioner and floor lamp in the living room, and then walked out lightly.
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when Fu Yanzhi woke up, the room was very quiet, and the living room looked like no one had ever slept. The quilts were folded in four directions and placed neatly in one corner of the sofa.
As soon as the wind blows, jasmine fragrance floats in from the window.He took his cell phone and looked at it. There were unread messages in it.
Ji Qingying: [Dr. Fu, I still have work to go. Thank you for your sofa and quilt. I'll invite you to dinner when I'm finished. And do you see the flowers on your balcony? Can you help me to keep them for a while? If I don't have time, I'll ask my friend to pick it up at night? ]Fu Yan stopped and looked over the balcony.
There were two more pots of jasmine on the black shelf with green plants.
Facing the wind, the green leaves came into view.
He stares at it for a while, bows his head and typing. ]
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life after entering the group was busier than Ji Qingying imagined.
From time to time, they have to change the script, or the actors ask to change their costumes.
All in all, there are a lot of things.
Although Ji Qingying is only responsible for the heroine, because Yan Qiuzhi has more than 30 sets of cheongsam to wear in the film, she has a relatively large workload.
Fortunately, Yan Qiuzhi is a good type of communication, and what she has done is quite comfortable.
Rest at noon.
Rongjixue has just run from the autumn box.