Zhou Qiyang's restaurant chain needs to renovate its official website page, and Jing Qiaoxue's web design is just linked.

Zhou Jiyou, as an intermediary, was going to send Jing Qiao's number directly to him and let him contact him, but at the end, he asked where to return the car to him by the way.

Zhou Qiyang started his own business at a young age, not to mention that he is still a rich child with good roots, and naturally there is more than one car, and he is not in a hurry to use a car.

"Turn it on, you don't have to pay it back."

Zhou Jiyou doesn't know much about cars, but his Audi was introduced by Shen Feibai on the day he moved, and it was a luxury class in Audi, and the price was not low.

"No, I can't afford it."

Zhou Qiyang let out a short laugh noncommittally.

Zhou Jiyou changed his words, and before he answered, he asked angrily: "Hasn't the person been found yet?" ”

She didn't want to take the initiative to mention it, so she asked someone to do something, but the person hadn't replied to the letter, and her sudden question seemed like urging. But this matter has dragged on for too long, and more than two months have passed since the end of the year.

Zhou Qiyang's tone was solemn, and he said: "I originally wanted to arrange the affairs of Beijing, go to New York in two days to confirm, and then tell you the result when I come back, but since you are asking now, I will talk to you first." ”

Zhou Jiyou's heart was suspended in the air.

"A 60-year-old professor at Columbia University studied in China in his early years, stayed in Beijing to teach after graduation, and did not return to New York until he was in his thirties." Zhou Qiyang paused and asked, "Did your father tell me what your grandmother does?" ”

"I don't know." Zhou Jiyou recalled carefully, but his mind was blank, "I have never seen her, and I was not curious about her when I was a child, maybe my father mentioned it, but I don't remember." ”

"I don't know my name, I don't know my age, I just have a picture of me when I was young. The sea of people is vast, little cousin, if it weren't for my old classmates studying for a doctorate at Columbia, I guess I wouldn't be able to find a person who is worthy of the number now. ”

Zhou Jiyou was quiet for a while: "I'm sorry for bothering you." ”

Zhou Qiyang said lazily: "It's true to bother, it's not interesting to apologize." ”

“…… Well. ”

In Zhou Jiyou's heart, Zhou Qiyang, like Shen Feibai, was an accident that suddenly appeared in her barren world.

Without them, she can live well, but with them, life can no longer be described as good or bad.

They each captured her in an indescribable way, giving meaning to her life.

Yes, meaning.

For her, a clear and fresh word.

She thought for a moment: "When are you leaving for New York, I'll be with you." ”

"No, you stay in school for your class, and it's not too late for you to come over when you're really sure. However......" Zhou Qiyang sighed lightly, "there is not much hope." I guess I'm just going to have a party with my classmates and have a fun time by the way. ”

The latter sentence lightens the tone, consciously or unconsciously.

He was deliberately alleviating her guilt, and Zhou Jiyou's heart was bright.

She didn't insist: "Okay, I'll wait for your news." ”

The car parked downstairs in her house will only accumulate dust, she advocated returning the car, Zhou Qiyang couldn't help it, and didn't want her to toss back and forth, so he found someone to go downstairs to her house and drove the car back.

***

As early as the beginning of the new semester, the Lingfeng Postgraduate Examination Institute officially changed its name to "Lingfeng Art Base", and Zhou Jiyou successively took over two oil painting classes, and the students were all freshman and sophomore students, including those from this school and from other schools, some of whom were non-oil painting majors, and some of whom were non-art laymen.

Maybe it's because a small age difference has finally been opened, and the classroom atmosphere is slightly thicker than the graduate school class brought a year ago, and there is no deliberate fault like Li Xingkai.

She had just finished class, and the classroom where Feng Shilan was taking classes happened to be open, and a group of young people poured out.

Feng Shilan was caught in the middle, and walked out of the classroom to her with a smile, "It's no class, where are you going to go later?" ”

Zhou Jiyou walked with her in the direction of the lounge, holding painting tools, and said, "Go back to school." ”

"I'm back to school, too. Senior sister, you can give me a ride. ”

She turned her head and raised her eyebrows: "Belt?" ”

Feng Shilan seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, covered her mouth lightly, and smiled apologetically: "Look at me, I don't mean anything else, senior sister." When I came, I heard them say, "You came in Senior Brother Zhou's car." Didn't I just think that since we were on the way, I could also take a ride. ”

Zhou Jiyou's eyes were quiet: "Who are they?" ”

Feng Shilan was stared at by her and didn't dare to look at it directly: "Why do you ask, everyone just talks casually, don't think about it." ”

"What can I think." Zhou Jiyou sneered, she didn't have the patience to continue to entangle with her.

The lounge is at the end of the corridor, and at this moment, there are two teachers sitting in it who have come in advance to wait for the evening class, one has graduated and worked, and the other has just joined the institution and is in his first year of graduate school.

Coincidentally, Liang Lexin, another boss of the institution and Zhou Qiyang's partner, was also sitting inside, looking through a list of students in his hand and chatting with the two teachers.

Feng Shilan saw the figures in the room through the window and thought about it; chased her steps, stopped her way, and said in a sincere tone: "Senior sister, don't blame me for talking too much. I think Senior Brother Zhou Qiyang must have liked you very much when he gave you his car. I know you're not a casual person, since you accepted it, you must have also accepted his feelings for you, you and your boyfriend should have made it clear, right? ”

The conversation in the lounge stopped abruptly after her loud "junior sister".

The three of them, including Liang Lexin, all turned their heads to look out the window.

Of course, Zhou Jiyou also saw it.

Feng Shilan was still looking at her with innocent concern, the corners of her mouth twitched, her smile was slow, indifferent and boundless, Feng Shilan felt a little chill in the warm air for a moment.

Zhou Jiyou took half a step forward, bent his neck, and sneered into her ear: "Senior sister, don't be embarrassed." ”

Her voice was low and cold, and Feng Shilan's heart shook violently.

Her neck was straight, she stared at her, there was no trace of warmth in her eyes, and she raised her feet to leave.

"You...... What do you mean? Feng Shilan, like a victim, began to cry out for grievances.

Compared with Zhou Jiyou's soft voice, she was clearly howling.

Zhou Jiyou felt bored, she took back the steps she had taken, and said coldly like a gambling spell: "Believe it or not, Senior Brother Zhou will have a girlfriend soon." ”

Feng Shilan thought she was showing off and demonstrating, and the weakness of her disguise quickly faded away, replaced by resentment and hatred.

Zhou Jiyou's voice was still very low, like a black feather, yin measured, fluttering: "It's not me, it's impossible to be you, but it will be a person you hate very much but can't compare everywhere." ”

"You ......"

Zhou Jiyou didn't pay attention to it anymore, went straight to the door of the lounge, and left her far away.

Pushing the door in, the eyes of the three people in the room swept together, and their expressions were very subtle.

Liang Lexin smiled, his eyes pointed to Feng Shilan, who looked abnormal outside the window, and asked, "You guys...... Quarreled? ”

Zhou Jiyou put down the painting bag and shrugged his shoulders, his eyes indifferent. She picked up her backpack, "I still have classes, so I'll go first." ”

Walking outside the door, she staggered past Feng Shilan, who was in a good state, she squinted at her, and didn't hide it, but Zhou Jiyou didn't look at her with half an eye, and left straight away without squinting.

Shen Feibai went on a business trip again, this time in Yibin, Sichuan.

It was past nine o'clock when she got home from school.

The weather was dry, she picked up a handful of cold water and splashed her face, wiped off the water stains, hung the towel back, neatly arranged the corners, and compared the length of the front and back hangs with the blue towel on the left.

One pink and one blue, she used to have no feeling for pink, but now she has a different feeling.

Alone, don't like; Make up a pair, but the more you look at it, the more satisfied you are.

People are so strange.

At nine twenty, she turned on the TV on time and tuned to CCTV news.

This issue of "Today's Focus" shows a feature recorded in April when he was in Huangshan.

Old children, old children, old people in their seventies and eighties, like innocent children, lack perfect thinking, weak guard, and are easily deceived. Scammers enter the village and pick on a new group of "empty nesters", which is often ignored by society.

The old woman who spoke to Shen Feibai is 72 years old this year, and her two sons are working outside, and she only brings the whole family back every Spring Festival, and usually only nieces from the same village come to visit her occasionally.

There are countless such old people in Lingyuan Village.

Not long ago, a young man named Sun Jin went door-to-door to send warmth to the empty nesters, and accompanied the old people to sit under the old locust tree at the east end of the village and chat.

"I've been coming to Lingyuan Village for almost a month, and my grandparents are telling me loudly, do you like me?"

"I like it."

"You say, is the little grandson tired?"

"Tired."

"Is it hard work?"

"Hard."

"Xiao Sun is tired and hard, you also like Xiao Sun, do you feel sorry for Xiao Sun?"

"It's distressing."

"You are all grandparents of Xiao Sun, and you are all family members who love Xiao Sun, and now that Xiao Sun is in trouble, are you willing to help Xiao Sun?"

"Yes."

In this way, part of the savings of the old people was cheated away by a scammer under the pseudonym "Sun Jin".

Shen Feibai asked, "Do you like him?" ”

The old woman said in dialect, "I like it." "There are subtitles at the bottom of the screen.

Shen Feibai: "Why do you like him?" ”

Old woman: "My grandson is as old as him." ”

Shen Feibai: "Do you think of him as your grandson?" ”

The old woman nodded, and then shook her head: "A grandson is a grandson, it's different." ”

Shen Feibai: "But you gave him the money." ”

The old woman lowered her head and looked like a child who had done something wrong: "I know I can't give him money, but he is good to me." ”

Shen Feibai: "Do you think he is filial to you?" ”

The old woman gestured with her wrinkled withered hands: "Xiao Sun pinched my shoulders and beat my back, helped me fetch water, and helped me carry the quilt to the yard to dry." ”

Shen Feibai: "So in your heart, he is by your side instead of your children?" ”

The old woman's eyes were red, and she began to miss: "I can't replace it, I can't replace ......"

Shen Feibai: "Does anyone in the village take care of you?" ”

Old woman: "Yes, my niece." ”

Shen Feibai: "How often does she come?" ”

Old woman: "She is 48 years old, she is not in good health, and she still has a family to take care of." ”

Meaning not to come often, Shen Feibai said: "Your niece just told me that you drink as little water as possible and eat as little as possible at night, and your toilet is in the yard, what are you afraid of?" ”

The TV screen shows a rough shot of a toilet, a square wall, and a squat pit with cement in the middle.

The old woman burst into tears: "I'm so old, I can't get up if I fall." It's not easy for them to be outside, and I have an accident at home, and I have to delay their work and study......"

In total, a lot of people were interviewed, and this is just one of the paragraphs.

Shen Feibai handed the old woman a tissue, and Shen Feibai helped the old woman when she got up and stood unsteadily......

Zhou Jiyou's eyebrows frowned.

It is understandable that the tissue was not cut, after all, it is still in the process of the interview, and there is important content to talk about. But, what about support, the conversation with the old woman has ended, why did this paragraph stay?

Is it intentional or unintentional?

Inexplicably, she was faintly uneasy.