Jiang Zhilian really envied Meng Qing's ability to handle things, always looking unhurried.

It's like you're in control, and you're never flustered.

But she actually knows very well that Meng Qing once said in person that he likes to think and weigh things repeatedly, and he is extremely cautious.

If he is not sure, he will not act easily.

That's why he shows a calm posture, and everything he handles is extremely beautiful.

Meng Qing: "I'm too lazy to go home, I'll sleep with you tonight, right?" ”

"Okay!" Jiang Zhilian glanced at her watch, "Then you go over and rest first!" I'm here for a while, and the guests are making a commotion everywhere. ”

Meng Qing nodded, "Okay." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "There doesn't seem to be much to eat in the rental room, if you want to eat something at night, I'll bring the ingredients back and make you supper!" ”

"No need, it's troublesome." Meng Qing thought for a while, "You can just bring two cakes back." ”

Jiang Zhilian glanced at Meng Qing and replied casually, "Got it." ”

At nine o'clock in the evening, there were not many guests who came into the restaurant to eat, Jiang Zhilian handed over the rest of the work to Lao Gao and Xiao Gao, and went back to the rental room with a bag of vegetables.

Meng Qing saw the thing in her hand and sighed softly, "Didn't you stop tossing!" ”

Jiang Zhilian glanced in the direction of the bedroom and saw that the lamp on the desk was on, and knew that he must be studying.

"Look at your books! Regardless of what I do, I'm a little hungry after a busy night's work. ”

Meng Qing followed the kitchen, leaned against the door frame, and tilted his head to stare at Jiang Zhilian.

Noticing the gaze on her side, Jiang Zhilian turned her head and glanced at him, "What are you doing?" What about overseers? ”

Meng Qing pursed her lips and chuckled, "I'll rest my eyes." ”

"You want to rest your eyes, lie on the sofa and rest with your eyes closed!" Jiang Zhilian was happy, "You can stop your eyes when you stare at me with big eyes?" ”

Meng Qing still looked at Jiang Zhilian intently, "Well, yes." ”

Jiang Zhilian stopped what she was doing, turned off the faucet, leaned on the edge of the stage, and looked at Meng Qing with a smile, "Mr. Meng, you are a little clingy today...... What's wrong? Is there something to ask me for? ”

"Nope." Meng Qing pulled Jiang Zhilian's wrist, gently rubbed it with his fingertips, and said in a very soft voice; "I just, miss you."

Jiang Zhilian's emotions were instantly infected, and a nameless tenderness surged up, "I miss you too!" This day, I was so busy that my feet didn't touch the ground, and it was all messy and bad things. ”

There are a lot of things, so she can't fall in love properly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and I miss you like this. What if I go to school and don't see each other for months......" Meng Qing said with great resentment.

A second ago, she was a little sad, but when she heard this, Jiang Zhilian suddenly felt a little happy.

Do boys also have menstrual periods?

Why is Meng Qing suddenly so sentimental as an adolescent boy and girl!

It's not at all in line with his kaolin flower personality!

Could it be that something is going on in his house?

Jiang Zhilian cautiously asked, "Is your mother okay lately?" ”

Meng Qing: "Okay. ”

Jiang Zhilian asked again: "What about your father?" Is your body completely recuperate? ”

Meng Qing: "Well, that's good. ”

Jiang Zhilian: "Then your dad and your mom still want to get along, right?" Didn't quarrel or fight, did you? ”

Meng Qing replied obediently: "No, they are all fine!" ”

It's all right.

That?

"I say, Mr. Meng." Jiang Zhilian patted Meng Qing's hand that was holding her wrist and snapped twice, "What's wrong with you?" What about the sad autumn? ”

"I don't know." Meng Qing smiled bitterly, "I received the materials and notes sent to me by the professor in the afternoon, and I suddenly wanted to see you, so I went to the store to look for you." Now when I miss you, I can find you right away. Later...... What to do? ”

Jiang Zhilian endured it for a long time, but she didn't collapse in the end, and snorted out with a snort.

"Don't laugh! I'm sad! Meng Qing protested solemnly.

Jiang Zhilian collected her emotions and said seriously: "When you go to school, you study hard, and if you plunge into the ocean of knowledge, you won't be able to think of me." If you really want to, then write a letter! It's really not good, it's okay to call! There are definitely phone booths inside the school. ”

Meng Qing: "I know ......"

He couldn't tell how he felt.

In more than twenty years of life, he has never had such a strange uneasiness that he does not know how to deal with and place.

Jiang Zhilian didn't know what to say to soothe his anxiety.

To be honest, when she thinks about this, her heart is also empty.

Usually I just deliberately don't think about it.

thought that Meng Qing was going to go to the distant capital to study for four years.

Four years later, when Meng Qing graduates, he will probably not return here.

When the time comes, what will happen to the two of them?

Everything is unknown!

I can only hope that everything will go smoothly with optimistic thoughts.

Meng Qing returned to his desk and continued to read the materials.

Jiang Zhilian thought wildly and simply made a mushroom pot with a lot of fresh vegetables left over from the store.

During the supper, none of them mentioned that they would be separated from each other in the near future.

If you do the math, there are still more than nine months to go!

It's really unnecessary to be anxious so long in advance.

However, this is the second time that Meng Qing has clearly revealed the symptoms of anxiety about separation.

Jiang Zhilian sighed secretly, Meng Qing didn't look like someone who cared about these at all...... I can't imagine that my mind is so delicate!

Isn't it more about animals than about people?

Hehe, it seems that her status in his heart has improved!

After the meal, Meng Qing took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

After cleaning up the kitchen, taking a shower, and making the quilt on the bed and sofa, it was about eleven o'clock in the evening.

Neither of them was sleepy.

Meng Qing continued to bury his head in front of his desk, studying the pile of materials that the professor had sent him as thick as a brick wall.

Jiang Zhilian held a notebook and leaned crookedly on the head of the bed, writing a recipe for Lin Xiang.

She didn't write too attentively, because Meng Qing had always been handsome in the afterglow.

He looked at the information seriously, motionless, as if the old monk had settled down.

This look at things related to veterinary medicine, I focus on it as if the world doesn't exist, and when I go to college, can I still think of her?

I'm afraid I can't stand the pain of lovesickness or something, it's really completely unnecessary.

Jiang Zhilian has always maintained the state of bowing her head to write a few strokes and looking up at the handsome guys.

It wasn't until almost one o'clock in the morning that she had written all the recipes.

And Meng Qing is still reading tirelessly and without knowing the passage of time, without the slightest sign of stopping.

Jiang Zhilian pinched her eyebrows, feeling that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Forget it, she will sleep quietly by herself!

Anyway, Meng Qing is going to sleep on the sofa in the living room, and they won't delay anything.

Jiang Zhilian gently put the paper and pen aside, got into the quilt, and slid down, just when her head was just on the pillow, Meng Qing suddenly turned her head and looked at her.

"Ready to sleep?"

Jiang Zhilian didn't expect that the person who had been quietly reading the information would suddenly move, she was slightly stunned, lay on her side, and looked back at Meng Qing, "Well, I'm sleepy...... Look at yours, leave me alone. ”

"It's late, and I'm about to go to bed." Meng Qing said and began to clean up the books and notebooks on the table, "The recipe you gave Lin Xiang has been written?" ”

Jiang Zhilian covered her mouth and yawned, "After grinding for several days, I finally made time to write, and I will go to the mushroom room tomorrow to get it to her." ”

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong with the writing?" Meng Qing tidied up the desk, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"Huh?" Jiang Zhilian propped up her arms and looked at Meng Qing, who was staring at the source of the stage light.

"I'm almost being seen by you, you are so half-hearted, can you write the recipe correctly?" Meng Qing smiled and hooked Jiang Zhilian's nose.

"You know I'm watching you, huh? I thought you studied so hard! Jiang Zhilian hugged Meng Qing's hand and kissed her lips, "I see that you are more inspired." ”

"What inspiration?" Meng Qing asked puzzledly, "Is there any inspiration for cooking?" ”

Jiang Zhilian squinted and smiled, "No, clean up the inspiration of the bad guys!" ”

Meng Qing smiled, "Really? Do I still have this feature? ”

"Yes!" Jiang Zhilian closed her eyes, raised her eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "I have found a way to all the little troubles I told you about in the afternoon." ”

Meng Qing was slightly surprised, "Really? ”

"Hmm...... Looking at you, I was in a good mood, and the ghost idea swished out......" Jiang Zhilian said and lost her voice.

Breathing gradually stabilized.

She held Meng Qing's hand and had a sweet dream.