Chapter 45

Into the canteen, two people are not unexpected to attract everyone's attention.

After seeing the two people holding hands, some people exclaimed and muttered the words of "taking down the Gaoling flower quilt".

Ji Qingying tried to ignore those eyes.

But after hearing the cry, she couldn't hold back and pulled Fu Yan's clothes.

He bent down to listen.

Ji Qingying pursed his lips, pushed his arm and said, "your colleague It's pretty gossipy. "

Fu Yan to laugh, raised his eyes to see a circle: "indeed."

This is the truth.

The hospital has too much negative energy every day, and there are many things to see. Doctors and nurses don't have any entertainment. They can only gossip.

Although Fu Yanzhi did not participate, he also heard a lot.

Ji Qingying "Oh" sound, a little embarrassed: "if you had known this, I would wear a beautiful makeup again today."

Before she went out, she only applied sunscreen and isolation to her face and drew an eyebrow.

Don't look at her

"Well?"

Ji Qingying looks at him.

Fu Yan bent his lower lip and said in a low voice, "this is very beautiful."

Ji Qingying is stunned, and her lip angle can't help but go up.

The interaction between the two fell into the eyes of the public, sour. Who could have thought that Fu Yanzhi, who was in love, was like this.

After buying the meal, Xu Chengli and Zhao Yidong sat down beside them.

"Cousin."

Xu Chengli looked at her quietly: "you cheated us so hard."

Ji Qingying

She has difficulty in speaking.

Fu Yan raised his eyes and asked coldly, "when did she cheat you?"

Xu Chengli raises eyebrows.

Fu Yan said, "if I remember correctly, you misunderstood me."

Xu Chengli:

He tried to think about it, as if it were.

Thinking about it, Xu Chengli choked and sighed: "blame me, blame me."

Ji Qingying cried and laughed: "it's OK."

"I didn't explain it," she said

Zhao Yidong said in a voice: "now just say it clearly." Her eyes brightened and looked at Fu Yan: "doctor Fu, you are all in love. When are you going to treat me?"

Ji Qingying looks sideways and curiously looks at the man beside him: "treat me?"

Zhao Yidong explained: "yes, yes, this is the tradition of our hospital. If you take off the bill, you have to treat."

After all, it's not easy for medical staff to take off their bills. Of course, the main purpose is to introduce it to you for the convenience of the future.

Fu Yan did not refuse, shallow voice agreed to come down: "look at everyone's time."

Xu Chengli "tut" voice, no guest way: "nurse Zhao, do not choose a place with doctor Fu polite, eat him."

"OK."

After lunch, the hospital almost spread. Dr. Fu chased down the beauty and brought the canteen of the hospital to eat, declaring sovereignty.

This time, let the women who had thought of Fu Yanzhi a little bit stopped thinking one after another.

-

for the next few days, both were busy.

The time of meeting each day is basically Fu Yanzhi's off-duty time. Ji Qingying went to have dinner with him, or he sat quietly with her for a while.

On the day of training, Fu Yan sent her to the night shift.

After getting on the bus, Ji Qingying is still a little reluctant.

She leaned back in her chair unhappily and turned to look at him.

Noticing her eyes, Fu Yan dropped his eyes: "in a bad mood?"

Ji Qingying: "yes."

"I can't see you for half a month," she said

Fu Yan to smile, low should voice: "during the training period, can you take the mobile phone?"

Ji Qingying shakes her head: "it seems that there is only one hour every night."

"It didn't say it, but I heard it was," she said

Fu Yan to micro Zheng, silence for a moment: "call me at any time."

"Well."

Ji Qingying turns to look out of the window and feels the scorching sunshine in summer.

Staring for a while, she murmured, "you don't seem to feel it."

Fu Yanzhi's fingers stopped slightly and did not say a word.

After a while, they arrived at the meeting place.

In a big house in the suburbs, it's no longer a hotel. The organizers attach great importance to the national competition.

Ji Qingying looked at the time, just untied the seat belt and planned to get off the bus, Fu Yanzhi took hold of his hand.

She was stunned and turned to look at him. As soon as he looked up, Fu Yanzhi leaned over and kissed her lips.

Ji Qingying is stunned and has not responded. The man's low voice reached her vaguely.

"Open your mouth."

Ji Qingying lips slightly open, he will follow the trend. The tip of the tongue drilled into her mouth, hooked her tongue, entangled, do not let her have any dodge.

He came as if to swallow her.

The air in the car is cramped, so I can't breathe.

Man's hot breath, hit her cheek, let her nowhere to escape.

She was a little breathless and sobbed. Fu Yanzhi stepped back and sucked with her lips. After that, he went deep again.

Inch by inch, he invaded her.Kiss do not know how long, Fu Yan Zhi just slowly retreat to open the measure.

Their breath lingered around them for a long time.

Ji Qingying opened his eyes and saw his lips stained with lipstick. Originally very light lip color, at the moment the water moistens thoroughly red, as if the deep red tone was halo dyed open, especially hook people.

Up again, is his pair of deep bottomless pupil eyes, eyes are deep, emotion is not clear, inside only reflects her figure.

She looked at it and breathed slowly.

Suddenly, Fu Yanzhi approached again, lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose. His voice was hoarse and said, "do you still need to confirm it?"

"Well?" Ji Qingying did not react for a moment, on his obscure vision, she understood.

She put her hand around his neck and kissed him on the chin

Fu Yanzhi satisfied her.

This kiss, like half a month in advance.

The temperature inside the car is gradually increasing.

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, two people kiss together, inseparable.

……

When Ji Qingying got off the bus, her cheeks were red, and even her lipstick lips looked delicate.

It's like being picked up.

She bowed her head and hurried to the training center with her luggage.

She refused to let Fu Yanzhi send him off. Fu Yanzhi was speechless. He rolled down the window and looked at her far away figure. Then he wiped his lips with his finger pulp.

-

the training is much busier than Ji Qingying imagined.

She has not participated in this kind of regular competition for a long time and needs to learn a lot.

Although the mobile phone was not turned in, she did not have time to contact Fu Yanzhi.

The class starts at 8 o'clock every morning. After class, the teacher arranges the homework and has to hand it in the next day.

In addition, we have to learn something new. To see the fashion trend of the clothing market in recent years, as well as the trend of everyone's favorite.

Although Ji Qingying's basic knowledge is good, there are also many omissions.

She knows her own shortcomings, so she should work harder to absorb, supplement and catch up.

Time passed quickly, and a week passed in a flash.

In the second week, the difficulty was upgraded.

In addition to the daily class and the tasks assigned by the teacher, everyone also needs to hand in a new design draft.

Basically, their brains are squeezed to the limit.

In the last three days, Ji Qingying heard that she would change her teacher.

It is said that several famous international designers came to teach, and many students were excited.

In the evening, a group of people eat in the restaurant.

Ji Qingying listens to the discussion voice of the colleague nearby and begins to be distracted.

"Clear shadow." "Clear shadow."

People nearby called her several times.

Ji Qingying looks back and looks at the opposite person: "ah?" She laughed and said, "what's the matter?"

Xu Bingying looked at her and asked in a low voice, "are you not curious?"

Ji Qingying was stunned and said with a smile: "I'm curious. I'm listening to you."

Xu Bingying supported her chin and sighed: "I hope my idol can come, but I don't think it's possible."

"Who is your idol?" asked the man next to him

Smell speech, Xu Bingying Yang eyebrow said: "Zhou Zhilan ah."

As soon as the voice fell, people around him vied with each other and said, "my God! My idol is also her. "

"Yes, I am."

Xu Bingying excitedly said: "she is really the designer I admire most. Her design is novel and special. The most important thing is to win honor for the designer industry in China."

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 bound, not so novel and too narrow-minded.

But Zhou Zhilan's works have never been questioned in this way.

She is a well-known Chinese American designer, from domestic to international, every design works, are amazing.

What's more, her works are still popular and loved in nearly 20 years since she became famous.

It's like, she'll always have new ideas, and she'll always be able to make people look at you differently.

At first, she was questioned when she was on the international stage.

A lot of people don't really believe in her ability.

But she has repeatedly broken everyone's understanding of her, and also broken the wrong understanding of the Chinese people in the industry.

There are also strong designers in China. Even their works, which have historical documents, follow the trend. Never out of fashion.

Next to the person nodded: "I am also, like her best, she is really my idol."

Others joined in: "will she come this time?"

"It's not possible. International competitions may be held, but it's not very possible to ask her to move her all over the country."

"But it was not disclosed that the Dijia would sponsor her. Now she is the design director of Dijia's head office. Maybe she will be invited back home for the popularity."

……

In the ear of the continuous voice of discussion, Ji Qingying facial expression to chew food in the mouth.

Suddenly, Xu Bingying called her: "Qingying, who is your idol?"

Ji Qingying took the chopsticks hand a meal, looked up at her: "No."

"Ah?" Xu Bingying a Leng, looked at her suspiciously: "do you not like teacher Zhou?"

Season clear shadow tiny smile, light says: "general."

She stood up with a tray. "I'm ready. Go back to the classroom first. You can eat slowly."With that, she left, regardless of what people thought of her.

People were stunned, whispered: "Qingying is not in a good mood?"

-After leaving the canteen, Ji Qingying did not return to the classroom immediately.

It suddenly occurred to her to look around.

This training place has a good environment.

The night is quiet, away from the noise of big cities. Occasionally, cicadas and birds can be heard.

The streetlights downstairs are dim and hazy.

Ji Qingying walked three or two steps, looking back at his elongated shadow, back and forth for two laps. Finally, he still couldn't help it. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Fu Yan.

She has Fu Yanzhi's work schedule, and he will be on duty again today.

Ji Qingying: [are you finished. ]When it's time to send a message to Fu Qingying.

He looked at the words for a while, and without thinking about it, he called out.

"Hello." Ji Qingying's first time to connect, the low mood called out.

Fu Yan responded, taking off his white coat and answering: "have you eaten yet?"

"Yes."

Ji Qingying looks up at the starry sky. In the suburbs, there are stars looming through the clouds in the night sky.

She looked at it for a moment and muttered, "I have stars here, do you have them?"

Fu Yan to slightly pause, opened the blinds to see: "No."

"Ah."

"There is a moon."

Ji Qingying was stunned and said with a smile, "I have this too."

Fu Yan gave a "um" voice and said faintly, "did the moon tell you?"

"What?" She asked jokingly, "can the moon speak?"

"Yes."

He approached the phone and whispered, "I miss you."

Ji Qingying is stunned.

Fu Yanzhi's voice is transmitted through the current o @ sound, which sounds a little low and deep.

But not surprisingly, she burned her ears in this way.

She touched her burning ears, looked at the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky, and answered, "me too. Did the moon tell you?"

Fu Yan gave a low smile, "yes."

Inexplicably, Ji Qingying's mood has been cured.

Besides Fu Yan, she has this magic power. Every time she was in a bad mood, she felt comfortable as long as she heard his voice.

After a quiet meeting, Fu Yan asked in a low voice, "have you encountered a problem?" Ji Qingying found a bench to sit down and answered, "it's not a problem."

"It's just hearing names that you don't want to hear but want to hear," she said

Fu Yan said a little.

Ji Qingying laughed and said in a low voice: "I was interrupted by doctor Xu when I told you last time. "She pursed her lips:" I don't like to participate in the competition, one is because of something happened during the University, and another is because of my mother. "

She went straight through college and said in a low voice, "my dad died when I was more than five years old."

Fu Yan said nothing.

Ji Qingying said: "my mother is a designer, super talented kind."

At first, Ji Qingying's mother only worked in Jiangcheng.

She entered a famous design company, but she was not satisfied with the status quo.

But she couldn't go out because of her family constraints.

After Ji Qingying's father died, she began to take action.

She left Ji Qingying and went abroad.

In the first year, 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 called less.

When Ji Qingying grew up, she knew that she was married again and married a foreigner.

That meeting she has reached the sensible stage, to Zhou Zhilan remarriage, have sad, but also understand.

After a few years of time, Ji Qingying from time to time will secretly go to the Internet bar, search and her related news.

She watched a lot.

Seeing the media reports, she praised her design works are powerful and talented. I also saw her frustrated in love and divorced her second husband.

Soon after the divorce, she had a new boyfriend. The work is soaring, the audience of works is more and more, and more and more awards are won.

Even into the famous high luxury group to do director. That was the first Chinese American director of Dijia head office.

The media recorded all aspects of her work and private life.

But no one ever mentioned her first marriage, let alone that she had a daughter.

……

Ji Qingying seldom recalls the past, but today is a little uncontrollable.

She raised her head and tried to blink at the sky: "I told you this, not to make you love me."

She said: "I just can't hold back. My grandmother sent me a message two days ago, saying she was back."

Fu Yan's eyes were closed, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He couldn't make a sound.

He had guessed before that Ji Qingying's fragile and sensitive mind was related to the original family, but he did not know the specific.

At the moment, her words are all in my ears.

She said it with the most relaxed tone, but he knew how lonely she was when she was growing up.She was alone when the parents' Union students were accompanied by their parents.

Even when asked about her parents, she couldn't tell the truth.

Her father died and her mother left her.

All this is telling her. She is an unpopular child and no one loves her.

If they love, they won't go.

After a long time, Fu Yan to the dumb voice should: "I know."

He said, "I know."

After saying it out, Ji Qingying relaxed a lot.

In recent years, she is very careful to avoid and Zhou Zhilan related news.

Nothing else. I don't want to embarrass myself. But in the end, there is no escape.

Fu Yanzhi was silent for a moment, and then he spoke again.

His voice came to her intermittently with soothing, as if wrapped in warmth.

"I'm not afraid. I'll be there in the future." He said, "I won't go."

Ji Qingying "um" voice, rubbed the sour nose: "I know."

She said, "you can't give up."

Fu Yanzhi admitted frankly: "yes."

How could he have been willing to leave her alone.

Ji Qingying doesn't want to be immersed in the sad environment, and doesn't want to let Fu Yanzhi suffer with her.

Silence for a while, she took the initiative to change the topic: "did you eat?"

"No

Ji Qingying a Leng, looked at the time: "not yet?"

She said, "then you go to eat, I have to go back to the classroom."

Fu Yan to low answer: "good, my phone has been on, busy with me to say."

"Well."

Hang up the phone, Ji Qingying in the downstairs blowing wind, back to the classroom.

She put away all the bad moods and went all out again.

-

she is busy here, but Fu Yanzhi is a little better.

In the absence of accidents, it's not tiring to be on duty.

He stared at his cell phone for a long time, and then looked sideways at the dinner on one side, losing his appetite.

Fu Yan thought for a moment and called his mother.

Fu's mother and father were walking. Looking at the call, she raised her eyebrows and said to Fu Zheng, "your son must have something to ask me for help."

Fu Zheng:

He laughed: "it's probably about his girlfriend."

In the memory of the two people, Fu Yan grew so big that he seldom asked them for help.

Last time, it was for tickets.

Fu's mother shook her head and said, "a son with a girlfriend is like water thrown out."

Fu Zheng:

While she was talking, Mrs. Fu connected the phone.

"Hello." She deliberately asked, "Fu Yanzhi, what can I do for you?"

Fu Yanzhi: Mom. "

Fu's mother chuckled: "why, you call me is not good."

She said, "tell me quickly. Don't delay my walk with your father."

“……”

Fu Yan to speechless, silent will ask: "I listen to Ye Zhen Zhen before, you seem to accept an invitation is it?"

Fu Mu hum a voice: "design competition, tomorrow past, why."

Fu Yan gave a meal and asked in a low voice, "it's not convenient for Fang to bring an assistant."

Fu's mother: "it's You? "

"Well."

Fu's mother was surprised to pick her eyebrows, and Fu Zheng looked at her eyes: "why? You don't have to rest tomorrow? "

Fu Yan said, "I'll go and have a look."

Mother Fu did not say anything. This kind of training is not inconvenient. As long as the students have their own time, they can move freely after class.

It's just that we're learning hard and the task is heavy. No one will play in prime time.

Fu's mother thought about it and asked in a low voice, "what's wrong with your girlfriend?"

"No

Fu's mother:

She choked, speechless for a long time: "I can't see, you are still very sticky to your girlfriend."

Fu Yan did not refute.

Mother Fu also knows the character of her son, and he is not willing to explain more.

She pondered for a few seconds and whispered, "OK, I'll have my assistant pick you up at the hospital tomorrow."

"Good."

Fu's mother said, "well, anything else?"

Fu Yan said in a low voice, "thank you, mom."

“…… It's numb. It's dead. "

Fu Yanzhi looks at the hung up phone, helpless smile.

-The next morning.

The president of Sanqing group is welcome here for designer training.

Ji Qingying is to the classroom to know, she sat next to Xu Bingying, is telling her gossip.

"You know, the president of Sanqing is very good."

Ji Qingying took the draft and bowed his head to conceive: "well, how to say that."

"She is a woman," Xu Bingying said

She said: "but rarely appear, a lot of things are handled by the vice president below. This time it's also to encourage a new generation of designers. "

Smell speech, season Qing Ying raised eyebrow, express clear: "Oh."

"That's a bit of a look forward to," she said. "I've read the report before, and it seems that she's also a design major, right?"

"Yes."

They murmured, and suddenly heard the cry of surprise.

Ji Qingying subconsciously raised her head and was stunned when she saw the woman on the platform.

This man If she remembers correctly, she seems to have seen it somewhere.Ye Qing looked around for a circle, her eyes stopped at her side for a moment, and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Ye Qing."

After self introduction, Ye Qing did not delay much time and began to lecture.

What designers need to do is not just design the works. We also need to grasp the current popular culture, even the culture of an enterprise, also need to have a certain understanding, in order to develop better.

Ye Qing is a manager, but also a designer.

She is good at combining these, telling these new generation designers what they need and what they like.

Because it was Ye Qing's class, the classroom was arranged in a very ordinary desk classroom.

Ji Qingying sits in the back row, looking at the big screen over the platform, recording the key points from time to time.

It's just written, next to a shadow.

She didn't care too much. She thought it was a late classmate.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind outside.

With the wind drill in, there is a faint fragrance of flowers. In this not rich fragrance of flowers, she smelled the familiar smell.

Ji Qingying took the pen's hand to pause, slowly to the side to see.

Turning her head, she bumped into a pair of long and narrow eyes.

She was stunned and just looked at him. There was no response for a long time.

Fu Yanzhi looked at her sideways and knocked on her desk: "listen attentively."

Ji Qingying's lips moved and couldn't hold out a word for a long time.

She turned her head and looked over to the podium. Ye Qing is still lecturing.

Ji Qingying numbly took two lines of notes and turned around again.

How can Fu Yanzhi be here?

For a moment, there was a piece of paper in front of her, which said: listen attentively first.

Ji Qingying didn't hold back and wrote: How did you come.

Fu Yanzhi: Well, to accompany you to class.

……

After class, everyone packed up and left. Ji Qingying looked at the man beside him seriously: "how do you All of a sudden

Fu Yan looked down at her and chuckled: "don't you want me to come?"

Ji Qingying shakes her head.

Fu Yanzhi reached out and rubbed her hair: "I told you last night."

"Well?" Ji Qingying looks at him blankly.

He lowered his head, touched her lips, and his voice was low: "forgot?"

Ji Qingying blinked and took the initiative to hook his neck: "No."

He said last night - miss her.

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