"You must remember to take medicine every day, no, I'll send you a message every day to remind you." ”

"Also, don't eat spicy food, don't drink alcohol. ”

"Oh, when you go back to Jiangrong, no one will decoct you for medicine, what can I do?"

On the way to Xianghe Garden in the nanny car, Lin Yao kept whispering like a wife who was worried about her husband.

For a while, he was worried that Fang Xiaole had forgotten to take the medicine, and then he remembered that Jiang Rong had no one to decoct the medicine for him.

Dr. Zhou prescribed traditional Chinese medicine to Fang Xiaole, these drugs are quite expensive, and in order to have a better effect, they cannot be fried and ground into powder in the hospital in advance, but must be fried every day.

Lin Yao had already decided that she would personally decoct Fang Xiaole in the past two days, but when Fang Xiaole returned to Jiang Rong, she couldn't help it, which suddenly made Lin Yao feel very worried.

"I'm not a child, I live in a hotel here in Kyoto, it's inconvenient to decoct medicine, otherwise I can fry it myself in Kyoto. ”

Fang Xiaole was amused and moved at the same time, Lin Yao would always be more concerned about his affairs than himself.

"But didn't the doctor say that he wanted to use a jar for decocting Chinese medicine? Is there one in Lanheng Garden? Fangfang, let's go to the vegetable market first, and I'll buy a few jars of Chinese medicine for Fang Xiaole." ”

The more Lin Yao talked, the more worried she became, as if Fang Xiaole couldn't even eat when she returned to Jiang Rong, and asked Fangfang, who was driving, to turn around and go to the nearby vegetable market.

"Don't, I'll go back to Jiang Rong and buy it myself, don't worry, I'll take a photo to show you if I buy it, okay?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly asked Fangfang to continue to drive forward.

"But ......"

Lin Yao's watery eyes were still full of worry and reluctance, and her small mouth pursed slightly, like a virtuous and worried little daughter-in-law.

Fang Xiaole suddenly understood, Lin Yao was suddenly so verbose, in addition to caring about him, it was more because the two of them would be separated again tomorrow, she had a feeling of wanting to talk to him every minute and every second, and wanted to finish all her reluctance and concern at once.

Fang Xiaole suddenly raised his arm, hugged Lin Yao's shoulder, and gently hugged her.

"It's okay, we'll see each other again soon. ”

Lin Yao was stunned, then stopped talking, leaned her head on Fang Xiaole's chest, and said softly:

"Hmmm......"

Fang Fang glanced in the rearview mirror and shook her head helplessly, she was used to these two guys throwing dog food at her at any time.

It's just that seeing others so affectionate, she couldn't help but think of herself.

There was a red light in front of her, the car stopped, and Fangfang quietly looked down at her phone.

There are no missed calls.

In WeChat, there are only dozens of messages of concern and inquiry that she has sent in the past two days, and her boyfriend Wang Minrui has not replied to any of them.

A urging horn sounded behind her, and Fang Fang realized that the light was already green in front of her, so she quickly released the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car forward.

"Fangfang, are you okay? Why don't I open it, can you take a rest?"

Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao, who were sitting in the back row, also discovered Fang Fang's abnormality.

"It's okay, I'm fine. ”

A smile appeared on Fangfang's face and she replied loudly.

Fang Xiaole looked sideways at Lin Yao, the two exchanged a look, and neither spoke again.

Half an hour later, the nanny car came to a street in Xianghe Garden and stopped, and Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin were already waiting on the side of the road.

Zhang Zhiqin followed Mo Yan to her house to rest last night, and the task of inviting guests from Kyoto was completed ahead of schedule, and Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole also had some time to deal with personal affairs.

However, Zhang Zhiqin's "personal affairs" seemed to be a little tiring, and after Fang Xiaole got out of the car, he looked at Zhang Zhiqin strangely:

"Are you alright?"

Zhang Zhiqin's eyes were bloodshot, and he stood there trembling, like a gust of wind that could blow him down.

He innocently glanced at Mo Yan, who was standing aside, looking radiant.

"What do you see, what's the matter with me, you are going to sleep on the sofa yourself, do you blame me for not sleeping well?"

Seeing that the other eyes were looking at him for a while, Mo Yan's face turned red, and he immediately glared at Zhang Zhiqin.

"Sleeping on the couch?"

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan in confusion.

"I was afraid that he wouldn't have a good rest last night, so I let him sleep in bed, and this idiot had to go to sleep on the couch, and it turned out to be like this. ”

Mo Yan explained helplessly.

Zhang Zhiqin said with a bitter face: "Don't blame Sister Mo, it's all because I'm too stupid." ”

"Hmph, let's go. ”

Mo Yanqi glared at Zhang Zhiqin with a snort, took two steps, and came back to hug him, complaining as he walked:

"Let you make up for sleep at home, you have to follow, trouble!"

It turned out that after Zhang Zhiqin went to Mo Yan's house last night, because he had only tossed all night the day before yesterday, his vitality had not yet recovered, and he was afraid that he would be played to death by the weak chicken, so he didn't dare to sleep with Sister Mo anymore, so he went to sleep on the sofa by himself.

But I didn't expect to sleep on the sofa unsteadily, and all kinds of beautiful thoughts in my head didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning, and the result was that I tossed myself to waste.

At this time, seeing that although Mo Yan was scolding in his mouth, he was carefully holding himself, for fear that he would fall, Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Laughing at what?"

Mo Yan looked at him sideways.

"Hehe, it's so nice to laugh at my girlfriend. ”

Dasha fork blesses the soul.

"Hmph. ”

Mo Yan snorted lightly, but two red clouds couldn't help but float on his face, and the corners of his mouth were curled.

Very open, Mo Yan took Lin Yao and others to a slightly old office building, and took the elevator to the tenth floor.

This floor was a little empty, no one else rented, and everyone came to an office room of more than 200 square meters.

"This is the studio I found for the two of you, how is it, are you satisfied?"

Mo Yan asked as he showed them around.

Lin Yao stood in the middle of the studio, looking around, her eyes full of joy.

"I love it!"

It's not big, but it's got it all in one.

There are all kinds of musical instruments, recording equipment, computers, and various office utensils, and there are several pots of beautiful green plants in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there are many exquisite knick-knacks in the corners, which add a bit of vitality to the whole room.

"Thank you, Sister Mo, for your trouble. ”

Fang Xiaole sincerely thanked Mo Yan, and it could be seen that Mo Yan had put a lot of thought into arranging this place.

Thinking about it in the future, if she and Zhang Zhiqin really become friends, she will have to call her a brother and sister, this feeling is a bit strange.

Zhang Zhiqin is also a lucky person who saved the world in his last life!

"After two days of registration, this studio will be officially established, right......"

Mo Yan suddenly asked, "What are you going to name this studio?"

Lin Yao looked at Fang Xiaole, the meaning was obvious, it was all up to my boyfriend.

Mo Yan was helpless, so he had to look at Fang Xiaole.

"It's called ......"

Fang Xiaole pondered for a moment, took Lin Yao's hand, and said with a smile:

"Ai Yao Studio. ”