Han Junxi put his ear on the belly of the summer solstice, looked up and said to her: "I heard the baby say to me, my mother stayed up too hard last night, she didn't rest well, she can't go to work today, and she needs to sleep well." ”

"Nonsense." Xia Zhi pushed him away, lifted the quilt and sat up, "Why didn't I hear it?" ”

Tired is tired, but she's still ready to go to work. She was washing up in the bathroom, and Han Junxi looked at her at the door: "Are you really going?" ”

Xia Zhi said vaguely with a toothbrush: "I'm not so squeamish, okay?" ”

"That'...... I'm going to pick you up after work? ”

"Whatever, if you're busy."

"Fortunately, if this manuscript is reviewed, I will be more idle today." He hit "haha" again, "But if not, then another story." ”

Xia Zhi grimaced and said, "Anyway, I tried my best, don't ask too much." ”

"Then I'll report back to the club first, there is still a meeting to be held this morning."

After saying goodbye, the two went to work separately. Han Junxi sent the manuscript to the editor Lao Yang before going out, and when he went to the newspaper, Lao Yang had already arrived first, and was beckoning everyone to go to the topic selection meeting.

The topic selection meeting was also very simple, basically the selection of topics with topics, and the sub-selection of topics without topics, after a round of discussion, they each received the task and dismissed the meeting.

Han Junxi returned to his seat to write an interview outline, he could leave early in the afternoon, and he was still thinking about making an appointment with Xia Zhi to pick her up from work.

The manuscript that Xia Zhi wrote for him last night, Lao Yang didn't look back for a long time, he was actually waiting, after all, there was still a difference in the style of the two. Generally speaking, a manuscript that has not been returned means that it is ready to be submitted.

When he got off work at noon, he should have passed the customs, he took a deep breath and was about to leave the office, but he met Lao Yang at the door of the office.

"Hey, Junxi, wait a minute, I just happened to have something to look for you."

Han Junxi looked back at Lao Yang, and "chuckled" in his heart, didn't he reject the manuscript at this point? If he were to be asked to rewrite it now, he would have to submit the manuscript before 3 p.m., and he would have no time to eat.

He stubbornly said, "What's wrong? ”

"The manuscript of child abuse in kindergarten......" is really related to the manuscript? Lao Yang stretched out his index finger and pointed to his chest, his face was deep, and he suddenly smiled again, "It's so well written!" ”

"Huh?" Han Junxi was very surprised, and he didn't react for a while.

"This manuscript is very well angled, much better than the one you turned in for the 'Elite Journalist Competition'. I'm looking for you to talk about this, you can change this new draft to participate in the competition. Lao Yang didn't wait for him to be okay after speaking, he patted him on the shoulder and walked into the office.

Han Junxi was a little puzzled, the manuscript was well written, he admitted this, but was it better than his? At this time, he couldn't tell Lao Yang that this was not a manuscript written by him, and he instantly felt like he had eaten flies.

I can't tell Xia Solstice about this, if she asks, she will say that the manuscript is fine.

At this moment, Xia Zhi didn't have the heart to care about the draft, staying up late was a common thing for her in the past, and being sleepy was something that could be solved by a cup of coffee, but now she accidentally went to bed one night, and she felt out of breath when she walked.

At noon, her appetite was not very good, she only ordered a lean porridge, and after eating two bites, Su Xiao sat down opposite her.

"Are you down now or have you finished eating?" She looked at him and smiled softly.

"I've eaten it." He frowned at the bowl of thin porridge in front of her, "Why do you eat so much?" ”

She simply threw the spoon down as well: "I can't eat it." ”

"If you can't eat, you have to eat, you're not alone now. I'll go get you some extra food. ”

He was about to get up and walk to the front desk to order, but Xia Zhi stopped him: "Don't ...... Su Xiao, I kind of want to vomit......"

"Ah......" he said confusedly, "then...... Why don't you go to work in the afternoon, and I'll send you home to rest? ”

"......" she hesitated, she was so tired that she didn't need to be escorted, "I'll just go back by myself." You have something to do in the afternoon, you can get busy. ”

"I'll go back to painting in the afternoon, it's okay, I'll send you home first." He sat down again and said, "You eat the porridge, you have to eat some of it, and I'll buy you something to eat later." ”

Su Xiao went to pack a sweet and sour pork ribs for her, this brain circuit is okay, she couldn't help laughing: "I can't eat this if you let me go back and eat this!" ”

"Don't you want to eat sour food for morning sickness?" He scratched his head, "So, do you have vinegar at home?" Shall I take a cucumber for you? ”

She ate and laughed: "You don't have to do anything, do you?" I just can't eat, just go back and rest. ”

When the new house was occupied on the summer solstice, Bei Bei had not yet been born, and Xiao Yiqing had not yet divorced, at that time she invited Xiao Yiqing and Su Xiao to come over for dinner, and later Xiao Yiqing often came to her house, but Su Xiao never came again, and it was two more years.

Su Xiao sent her to the door, both of them were a little cramped, and Xia Zhi somehow remembered the scene in front of the Nuanjia apartment that year......

She turned around and avoided it, lowered her head and unlocked the door, and said casually, "Come in and sit down?" ”

"Oh yes......" he replied as if absent-mindedly.

"Huh?" She turned her head to look at him and met his gaze.

He was startled and said, "Uh...... Sorry, it's inconvenient......"

"......No," she smiled embarrassedly, the invitation had already been sent, and she couldn't retort at this time, she said, "where it's inconvenient, come in." ”

But where did this strange feeling come about...... Did she really want to avoid him deliberately?

He kept a certain distance from her and entered the house, and she said, "I'll go and pour you a glass of water." ”

"No," he stretched out his hand to stop her, "you go sit on the couch and I'll pour you water, and I'll leave when you're settled." ”

"That'...... Good. kettle and drinking glasses in the kitchen. She changed her shoes and walked to the couch half-paralyzed, she was too tired to move. He brought her a cup of hot water, lukewarm and just right in her mouth.

He walked to the kitchen again: "I'd better cook you some more porridge, and you can eat it whenever you want." ”

He was busy in the kitchen, and she sat on the couch to look at his back and said, "Thank you...... Aren't you going back to catch up with the painting? ”

"Hmm...... I'm not so anxious. Actually, I drew a draft by myself, without text, or can you help me see it? ”

Now it is usually their text editors who write the script and then hand it over to the painter to draw, so is this Su Xiao's first independent creation? Xia Solstice came to the mood and said, "Okay! Will you send it to me to see? ”

"It's in my bag. I drew it in colored pencils, and you can take it for yourself. He looked back at her, his hands wet.