"Hmm. Rong Zheng nodded, only feeling sweet in his heart, this feeling of being taken care of by her is so happy!

He gave her his car keys and house keys, and then told her his current address.

"Then I'll go and pack your daily necessities first, do you have anything special needed?"

"No, you decide. ”

"Alright, I'll go first. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Ling arrived at his home according to the address given by Rong Zheng, which was a bachelor apartment, and it was spotlessly cleaned up by Rong Zheng.

In addition to the bedroom and living room, there is also a studio, and the studio is full of many paintings, which should be painted by Rong Zheng. There were some paintbrushes and watercolor paints scattered on the ground, and it looked like Rong Zheng had spent most of his time painting, so he didn't clean up.

She walked into Rong Zheng's studio by surprise, and I have to say that Rong Zheng does have a very high talent in painting. She is a person who does not know how to paint, but she is attracted by these paintings.

She swept through the paintings on the wall, and suddenly, she saw one of them.

The painting hangs in the middle of the wall, and it has been delicately framed. The glass on it is clean and reflective, and you can see that the owner is extremely cherished and wipes it from time to time.

But what struck her was the content of the painting.

The woman in the painting wears a high ponytail, and her face is drenched in the steam of the hot pot. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know what she was saying, but her eyebrows were crooked when she was smiling.

And that woman is exactly her! That's when she should have invited Rong Zheng to eat hot pot.

She never knew that she was still smiling so happily, innocent like a child, as if she was a little girl who had not yet entered society. And this is in Rong Zheng's paintings.

She suddenly smiled, but her eyes were hot and moist, her nose suddenly sore, and tears fell unexpectedly.

A person has been alone until now, whether it is prejudice or ridicule, for the sake of life, she can endure all this. She can disguise herself, become aloof, and make herself a strong woman.

But no one thought about how difficult it was for her to work hard as a girl to this day, and no one would care about her feelings.

It turns out that the feeling of being cherished and carefully taken to heart by someone is so wonderful.

Wen Zhuo's gentleness and thoughtfulness to her is because of the system task, but Rong Zheng is different, she can feel the sincerity in every bit of his relationship. That's a temperature, not a compromise.

There is also a small poem written next to the painting: You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you from upstairs. The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.

Perhaps, it is not so difficult to try to date Rong Zheng.

Zhou Ling was suddenly relieved, since he likes it, why should he be afraid?

After thinking about it, her expression suddenly brightened, helped Rong Zheng simply pack up some daily necessities, and decided to go back and talk to him later.

She also deliberately searched for something suitable for patients to eat at night, and decided to make shredded chicken noodles at noon. It's not greasy, it's nutritious.

While she was picking up ingredients at the vegetable market, a phone call came.

Zhou Ling answered the phone, and Bai Xiao's impatient voice came from the other end.

"Zhou Ling, have you written all my reports? Don't grind, I want to talk to Mr. Wang. ”

It's okay not to say this, when I thought that if it weren't for Bai Xiao, she wouldn't have worked overtime so late, and she wouldn't have almost been hit by a car, and Rong Zheng wouldn't be lying in bed now.

And by the tone of her rightful voice, does she owe her? Is she her little minions!

No matter how endurance Zhou Ling is, there will always be times when he can't help it. Thinking of Bai Xiao's approach, as well as the attitude of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, the grievances and anger over the years broke out in an instant.

"Who do you think you are? Do I owe you? I tell you, I'm not going to do it! These are your own things, please write them yourself!"

After speaking, Zhou Ling simply hung up the phone and ran to buy vegetables in a huff.

The clay figure is still three-pointed, Bai Xiao has challenged her bottom line again and again, she really can't help it!

Bai Xiao looked at the phone that had been hung up, and he was also angry!

Zhou Ling actually dared to talk to herself like this? If she asked her to write a report, she had to write it!

Zhou Ling's side, although he was angry, he still endured his anger and cooked well. Because the noodles are easy to rise, she hurried to the hospital when she put the noodles in the insulated box.

"I packed some daily necessities for you, as well as lunch. Zhou Ling unscrewed the lid, and a fragrance came to his nose.

"It's so fragrant, what is it?"

"Shredded chicken noodles, you can't eat anything too greasy yet, I made this on purpose, it's more nutritious. Zhou Ling patiently explained.

Rong Zheng heard the word "deliberately" in her words, and the excitement in his heart was about to be written on his face.

"Hmm!"

"By the way, what are you going to do with your work for the past few days since you were injured? Have you taken a leave of absence? Do you want me to help you ask?"

Rong Zheng shook his head, "No need, I've already invited you." ”

He had better not tell Zhou Ling about his work at Wen Zhuo's place, otherwise he was afraid that she would be angry.

"Oh, that's good. "Zhou Ling can't be entangled in these things, since he has dealt with them himself, then she doesn't have to worry about it.

For a while, the two of them had no topic, and the atmosphere was actually a little weird.

To be honest, although Zhou Ling figured it out, he didn't know how to open his mouth when this kind of thing came to him.

After all, she's a woman...... Do you want her to take the initiative?

"Well, the painting in your studio...... I see it. ”

Rong Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to the painting in her mouth.

"Then you ......" Rong Zheng couldn't figure out what she meant, so he could only speak tentatively, but he was also nervous to death in his heart.

Does she know? Will they not even have to be normal friends in the future?

Zhou Ling was angry, this fool was really stupid and terrible in some aspects! She had hinted at it to this point, and he still didn't understand? Could it really be that she couldn't take the initiative!

She angrily put the thermos flask in her hand to the table, and turned her face away from him.

Rong Zheng panicked and hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I didn't mean to, if you don't like it, I'll ruin the painting when you go back!"

He was really scared, afraid that he wouldn't even have a chance to get along with Zhou Ling like this.

Hearing him hurriedly apologize, Zhou Ling turned around, only to see that his eyes were red, and the humble begging in his eyes pierced her heart for a moment.

"Well, I don't blame you. ”

"Then why are you angry?" Rong Zheng's voice was still a little trembling, more cautious, for fear of upsetting Zhou Ling.