For a long time, no one spoke again.

Feng Chengyu glanced at the electronic clock on the desk, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"It's late, you can go back and rest first. He said this, and sat down behind his desk, as if ready to get to work.

Ding Dong walked out silently, and suddenly stopped when he walked to the door.

When she turned around, she saw that Feng Chengyu had already begun to review the documents, and his slender fingers were holding the pen, and the picture was very beautiful.

After hesitating, she said, "Don't be so nice to me." ”

The hand holding the pen paused.

Feng Chengyu raised his eyes to look at her, his tall eyebrows casting a shadow under the light above his head, making his vision obscure.

Ding Dong clearly saw that he hooked his lips at him, as if he was smiling.

"Why, I can't bear it anymore?" he said.

Ding Dong pursed his lips and did not speak.

After a few moments, she turned around and left the study without saying a word.

But Feng Chengyu's words were still echoing in her mind, making her heart beat violently almost uncontrollably.

Can't bear it?

She is not an iron-blooded person, it is rare to see Feng Chengyu at such a patient moment, and if she looks at him coldly, it seems that she is a little ignorant.

It's just that when he said those words, he was in a trance, and it seemed to overlap with someone's shadow in the past.

In the early summer of City A, it was already very hot.

Seventeen-year-old Ding Dong leaned on the bridge against the sun, squinting at the people by the river feeding the koi in the river.

Feng Chengyu stood beside her, with a faint expression on his face, and his eyes were also very clear, as if he was not disturbed by such a high temperature at all.

"This fish is so fat. She stared at the big carp with bright scales for a long time, and then suddenly said to herself, "I don't know if it's delicious or not." ”

Feng Chengyu didn't answer, his silent gaze moved slightly, falling on her side face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ding Dong stretched out his hand and gestured at the water under the bridge, and after roughly estimating the length and width of the fish, he frowned again and muttered, "This has to be a refinement, how many years have you lived......

Her exaggerated movements and words didn't amuse Feng Chengyu, he just looked at her quietly for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Do you want to eat?"

Ding Dong looked at him with a wink.

He pursed his lips, his eyes heavy, and the warm sunlight shining on his face still could not dispel the cold aura on his body.

"I'll have someone do it for you. He said.

Ding Dong took his eyes off his face, glanced at the fish under the bridge again, and pouted: "Forget it, if you are so fat, it must be all fat." ”

She stretched out her hand and took his wrist to walk under the bridge, but suddenly heard his voice behind her: "You can't bear it?"

She paused and looked back at him.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, with a little playfulness in his eyes, looked at her, and laughed slowly.

At that moment, all the noisy voices around him dispersed, and Ding Dong looked at his face, and he felt a little like a world away.

After a while, she came back to her senses and asked him, "Are you laughing?"

She had never seen him smile, and when he occasionally relaxed, he was expressionless. His mood is invisible, and no one knows how he feels.

But at this moment, he was standing in front of her, and his always frosty face was faintly blooming with an unfamiliar smile.

Hearing her say this, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he smiled and returned to his usual indifferent expression.

Ding Dong found it interesting and leaned closer to see his face. The next second, he grabbed his waist and took him into his arms.

After a burst of dizziness, his breath instantly filled his arms. He looked down at her, his dark eyes deep and quiet, and his breath cold and fresh. Even when he looked at her like this and didn't say anything, his intented gaze still made her blush for no reason.

"Why, you!," she shouted, shoving him away, and walked on with a grunt.

But joy rose from the bottom of my heart.

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When he went to work the next day, Ding Dong received an assignment outside of work - to visit Wen Zihua in the hospital.

Ding Dong didn't know about Wen Zihua's admission to the hospital.

Wen Chengguo was busy going to Linshi on a business trip early in the morning, and only hurriedly instructed her two sentences: "Now the temperature difference between morning and evening is big in the season, Zihua caught a cold two days ago and didn't care, and now it is a bit of a trend of pneumonia. ”

When sitting in the car to the hospital, Ding Dong was still a little puzzled.

Even if she really wants to find someone to go to the hospital to take care of Wen Zihua, can't she just spend money to hire a nurse? When will this kind of errand be her turn?

After seeing Wen Zi's painting, Ding Dong had a bottom in his heart.

The person on the bed was radiant, ruddy, and looking forward to it, how could he look sick and weak?

Seeing Ding Dong coming, Wen Zihua looked very happy. With a smile on his face, he kept greeting her.

"Rare guests, come here and bring any gifts. Leave it alone, you're welcome, feel free to sit down. ”

Ding Dongmian put the fruit basket at the head of his bed without changing his color, and subconsciously kept a safe distance from him, for fear that he would infect himself.

"Say it. She leaned against the wall and raised an eyebrow: "Did it take me to come to the hospital to see you?"

"What do you say?" Wen Zihua looked surprised, as if he couldn't understand her words: "How can I have such a deep mind when I am a good young man?"

"Yes? Then I've been here, and now I'm gone. Ding Dong said and walked towards the door of the ward.

In the next second, Wen Zihua called out to her: "I'm a patient now, are you really so ruthless?"

Ding Dong turned to look at him.

"Okay, I admit it," Wen Zihua sat on the head of the bed, raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, looking helpless, "I brought a little selfishness, and I also asked the old man to send you over to see me." ”

Ding Dong was silent and didn't go out the door any further, but his eyes revealed a little confusion.

"I can say all your good things in front of him, and it is not easy for me. Wen Zihua picked up the apples in the fruit basket, wiped them and took a bite, not forgetting to mutter: "He probably thinks that I am willing to talk to him because you, a lobbyist, have played a great role, and I guess he wants to send you over to work harder to improve the relationship between father and son between me and him." ”

Ding Dong frowned slightly, took a few steps inside, and sat down on the chair directly in front of the hospital bed: "You don't seem to be very responsive to him, why don't you want to reconcile with him?"

Wen Zihua raised his eyes and glanced at her twice, and his movements of eating apples slowed down.

Ding Dong clearly saw a little hesitation in his eyes.

"It's our family business. After a moment, he took his eyes off Ding Dong and said, "Besides, artists have very strange tempers. ”