Romantic two people

There were very few classes in the senior year. Since the beginning of the semester, Chen Ziang had almost lived in Guangde International Apartment. Qiu Zining really sent him money every month, and he also took care of all the housework in Qiu Zining's home.

This relationship was a bit strange. They ate and lived together, played and joked, as if they were lovers, but occasionally, when he slacked off on housework, Qiu Zining would seriously criticize him and force him not to do it again.

He said it several times during dinners with his roommates, but his roommates were extremely envious: "You are so fucking happy, dating a beautiful sister, with free food and accommodation, and pocket money every month."

Chen Ziang said: "But I also have to do housework. Cook, open packages, take out the trash, sweep the floor and mop the floor."

The roommates sneered: "Who do you think is prettier, your beautiful sister or the girlfriend of our class monitor?"

Chen Ziang: "Of course it's my Ning."

"Really? But when our class monitor is with her girlfriend, he also cooks, opens packages, takes out the trash, mops the floor, and doesn't dare to miss any housework. Not only that, he has to spend money on gifts for his girlfriend every month. You kid, just be happy!"

Although Chen Ziang felt that something was wrong, he couldn't refute his roommate's words. He shrugged and thought he had really picked up a big bargain.

The roommate asked again: "But are you really not looking for an internship? It's really hard to find a job in the past two years. Half of our class took the postgraduate entrance examination, and half of them were admitted to graduate school. Only a few of us are looking for jobs. We have no internship experience and our resumes are not good." Chen Ziang finished the wine in the glass and said: "Let's talk about it later. My sister won't let me do an internship. She said that if I do an internship, I won't have time to accompany her." Everyone at the table laughed and said: "You really listen?" "Men should have a career. If you don't have a career, can she still like you?" "I told you this Let me tell you, before the age of 25, a man can be liked by girls for any reason, as long as he looks good, plays basketball well, and smiles nicely. But after the age of 25, only one of them can be liked by girls! "

Chen Ziang frowned and asked, "Which one? Is it money and career?"

The roommate pretended to be mature and patted his shoulder: "You are still a little smart."

"Get lost."

Chen Ziang didn't take his roommate's words seriously. He and Qiu Zining had been living peacefully for more than a month. He didn't need to do anything to make her unhappy.

So, he continued to live in Guangde International Apartment when he was about to graduate. He didn't look for a job or submit a resume. The first thing he did every morning when he got up was to ride his bike to a vegetable market 2 kilometers away to buy vegetables, then carry the vegetables home to pick up the express delivery in the living room and vacuum the carpet.

Qiu Zining usually woke up when he was vacuuming the carpet. She was wearing pajamas and lazily standing in front of the kitchen bar, watching him work while making coffee for the two of them.

The weather today is nice, not hot, but the sky is clear and transparent. Chen Ziang came back from buying groceries, parked the shared bike at the door of the apartment, carried the groceries into the revolving door, and paused--

He saw the man again.

He was well-dressed, tall, and gentle.

But because he almost bumped into Qiu Zining, Qiu Zining didn't say anything good about him in private, but with later observation, Qiu Zining changed the name to "four-eyed licking dog":

In the past few weeks, every two or three days, he would stick to the dinner time, carry a box of takeaway and sit on the sofa waiting for someone, looking devout like a romantic.

But he is not young anymore. Qiu Zining and Chen Ziang complained: It is difficult for men over 30 to become romantic. But she is more curious about what kind of woman can make a not-so-bad man willingly become a romantic.

After a while, a thin woman in a white dress and with a long neck came out of the corridor. She had a small face and a tired look, looking ordinary. However, when she saw the man on the sofa, a smile broke out on her face, and she suddenly had a fascinating look. Such a smile made the lovers on the sofa bloom. The man stood up quickly, his posture was even a little silly, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he called her: "Lin Shan." Lin Shan walked over with a smile: "What did you bring me today?" "It's still Xinrongji. You don't eat anything else." He said helplessly and handed over the bag, "If I don't care about you, you will only drink juice every day, which is not good for your health. You had stomach problems before going abroad." When Lin Shan smiled, her eyes and mouth curved into a crescent arc at the same time. She took the takeaway box opened by Chi Wei. It was a small bowl the size of a palm. She took a small sip and tasted it. There was fish maw and yellow croaker soup, another square one, with six truffle and beef fried dumplings side by side, the truffle was overflowing, and there was another takeaway box with mushrooms, sea cucumbers and lotus root slices fried with fresh asparagus. She picked up a piece of wagyu and asked casually: "Your wife won't mind every time you come to see me, right?" Chi Wei paused. He hadn't told Qu Fanyi about this yet. He visited her frequently these days, but Qu Fanyi didn't ask, thinking he was busy. Yesterday at dinner, he accidentally mentioned that the neighbor's child went to the nearby Apple Grass Kindergarten, and Qu Fanyi suddenly looked up at him. Her brief loss of composure made Chi Wei feel guilty, and he thought that Xiaoyi must really love children.

Lin Shan added: "But we are old classmates anyway, she shouldn't mind if you take care of me a little."

Chi Wei pursed his lips and smiled with her. Then he remembered, "By the way, this year is the 80th anniversary of the founding of our college. Last time, Mr. Hong from the college also talked to me and asked me if I was interested in organizing a reunion for the 2010 class of the medical school."

Chi Wei was unknown in the class when he was studying, but his family had a background and he had a Beijing hukou. After a few years, he has now become the best in the class. He was originally a humble and low-key person, and the teacher gave him a heavy responsibility, and he felt like walking on thin ice.

Lin Shan laughed after hearing this, and was incredulous: "Teacher Hong actually gave you such an important job?! Can you do it?!"

Chi Wei was a little embarrassed, "I'll try my best." He took out the laptop from his bag again: "I still want to ask you for advice today." He tapped the touchpad, "This is the party activity plan I made, can you help me see if there is anything to change."

Chi Wei was a little nervous, just like he had done ten thousand times in the past to please Lin Shan, and sent the best to her, waiting for her to correct it.

However, Lin Shan just flipped through it casually, and her slender white fingers gently tapped the screen: "Did you make this?"

Without waiting for Chi Wei to respond, she smiled mischievously and said bluntly:

"It's pretty bad."

After dinner, Chi Wei locked himself in the study again.

The computer screen still showed the party plan he showed to Lin Shan in the afternoon. This was what he spent three days and three nights to come up with. Lin Shan's words made him feel a little harsh. At that moment, he glanced at her, as if he saw a stranger.

However, he soon realized that this was Lin Shan's habit, belittling him, ignoring him, and using arrogance to cover up her weakness. Lin Shan did not change, but he himself changed.

There was a knock on the door of the study, and Qu Fanyi's gentle voice followed: "Weiwei, I cut some fruit for you."

Chi Wei coughed: "Come in, I need your help."

Qu Fanyi was very happy to put down the fruit and came to the screen: "Is your plan ready?"

Chi Wei: "Yes. Can you help me take a look?"

Qu Fanyi's eyes were bright, and she sat directly on the armrest of Chi Wei's chair, scrolled the mouse, read it carefully, and looked at him: "Very good! I didn't expect that you are so good at surgery and organizing activities, Weiwei!"

Chi Wei was embarrassed to get up Come, touch your nose: "Don't flatter me."

Qu Fanyi said sincerely, "It's really good." She pointed to the screen again: "But here, the 'memories of medical school' session can be made into a video. And above, some 'precious moments review' all require videos, Weiwei, can you edit videos?"

Chi Wei was stunned: "I haven't edited for a long time."

Qu Fanyi volunteered: "Let me do it." She turned her head and looked at him, with a serious face: "This is a big deal for our family! I must help you do it well."

Chi Wei's heart moved, and he couldn't help but hold Qu Fanyi's face and kiss her on the forehead. The phone on the table vibrated. Chi Wei's heart tightened, and after Qu Fanyi left, he took a look. It was a link to a skirt sent by Lin Shan, with only one sentence: "It's pretty good."

Chi Wei frowned imperceptibly.

In the next two weeks, Chi Wei was indeed busy. In addition to organizing a class reunion, he contacted old classmates one by one to ask about their time. On the other hand, he had too many surgeries in recent days, and he worked overtime almost every day. When he returned home, he looked at his thesis for a few times and wanted to fall asleep immediately.

Seeing him like this, Qu Fanyi took even more serious care of him, bought fish oil, red ginseng, and various health products, and took all kinds of nourishing products.

Mrs. Jiang asked her if she was particularly envious of the strong?

Qu Fanyi nodded: "Yes, I am a very strange person. I am the kind of career fan who hopes that my husband will work hard and make progress. As for me, I will follow him and give him 100% support. The harder he works, the more excited I am. Anyway, I don't want to work hard myself. I just want to be the woman behind a successful man."

That day, Chi Wei got off the night shift, and Qu Fanyi had already prepared hot water for him. He had three consecutive surgeries last night, and he stood all night, and his waist and back ached. Now he was finally able to relax. He soaked in hot water, and his whole body was warm.

"Ding——"

A message popped up, he didn't even bother to read it, there would be messages at this time, he knew who it was without looking.

He hadn't seen Lin Shan for two weeks. Lin Shan didn't send a message. She only sent a picture of two slices of grapefruit, and she said: "Diet dinner."

The fatigue that had just dissipated came back a little. For the first time in his life, he found that love was not completely sweet. He used to be needed by her and did everything for her, and he felt willing. But today, probably because he was too tired from working for days, he saw Lin Shan's nonsense message again, just like a father seeing his daughter making trouble when he was most tired.

He took a deep breath and replied: "Shall I order you a takeaway from Xinrongji?"

The message was sent, and the phone was still quiet. Lin Shan ignored him.

After the night shift, Chi Wei would have a whole day off. He slept in, and when he woke up, he found that the temperature in the room was a few degrees lower than yesterday. I opened the curtains and found that the ground outside the window was damp. The autumn rain was cold. The autumn in Beijing came and went in a hurry.

The house was very quiet.

Qu Fanyi was not at home. She had to go to a two-hour yoga class from 9 to 11 am every Monday to Friday.

Breakfast was already prepared in the kitchen, with warm egg pancakes, black bean milk and two fried dough sticks.

There was also a small note on the table, which was neatly written: "Remember to eat! By the way, I called a physiotherapist to come to your house to give you a massage later."

Chi Wei smiled.

Just as he put the note on the table, the doorbell rang. He was stunned: "The physiotherapist came so early?" Then he shouted to the outside of the door: "Here I am."

He walked to the door, turned the door handle, pushed the door open, and the moment he saw the person coming, his face froze and he stood there in a daze -

Why is it her?

"Silly? Why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

The woman in a white top and white skirt stood at the door, looking at him with a smile on her face. When she smiled, the corners of her eyes and mouth curved in the same arc:

"After all, this is where I used to live."