Shen Jianian looked at Fu Jichen in a daze, forgetting to react.

He smiled as if to say to her: Not yet?

Everyone was stunned like Shen Jiannian, and after a while, they woke up like a dream and talked in a low voice.

"I'm here to find Mr. Shen, I just heard him call Mr. Shen's name."

"Is this Mr. Shen's boyfriend? So handsome! ”

"Teacher Shen blushed, it must be her boyfriend, she is shy......"

Shen Jianian narrowed his eyes, returned the signature pen to the little girl who had been waiting beside him, pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the person, stood still in front of him, and asked softly, "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Jichen said: "I've waited for a long time, I'm afraid that you will be abducted." ”

"How could it be ......" When the words came out, Shen Jianian realized that he was joking, pursed her lips and smiled, looking at him holding a bouquet of roses with dewdrops in her hand, wrapped in beautiful cellophane, and a faint fragrance floating on the tip of her nose, she asked knowingly, "Is it for me?" ”

Fu Jichen handed the flower to her arms: "Celebrate the success of your performance." ”

Shen Jianian glanced at it roughly, there were dozens of them, he didn't have to worry about holding them with one hand, and he had to wrap them around her with two hands.

The delicate flowers held her chin, Fu Jichen looked at this picture, and the words "people are more delicate than flowers" couldn't help but pop up in his mind.

"I'm going to have to get my cello and bag for me." Shen Jianian gestured to the side.

Fu Jichen was noncommittal, picked up the strap of the piano case, carried the bag in the other hand, and looked at her with a gentle look: "Can you go now?" Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

His teasing tone made Shen Jianian crook his lips and smile, nodded, and replied quite seriously: "Yes." ”

The people who witnessed this scene backstage only felt that they were sweetened by other people's love.

In the corridor, Shen Jiannian passed by a boy in work clothes and holding flowers in his arms, and soon, a boy's inquiry voice came from behind him: "May I ask who Shen Jiannian is?" ”

Someone responded: "Teacher Shen just left, you can see it when you chase it out." ”

The boy was worried that he would miss someone, so he ran out and raised his voice in the corridor: "May I ask who is Shen Jianian?" Shen Jianian, here are your flowers! ”

Shen Jianian stopped, looked back at the boy who called his name, understood what was going on, and replied, "I am." ”

Before she could speak, the errand boy noticed her, and in the crowd of people, she and the gentleman beside her were the most eye-catching, and it was difficult to ignore them.

"It's your flower, please sign for it." The errand boy sweated lightly on his forehead, smiled and handed over the flowers in his hand.

It is a bunch of sunflowers mixed with bellflowers, dotted with some starry sky, and the color is fresh.

Shen Jianian signed the list and asked, "Can I know who gave this bouquet of flowers?" ”

The errand boy scratched his head: "I don't know about this." ”

Shen Jianian didn't embarrass him, he freed his hand to hold the bouquet of flowers, and glanced at Fu Jichen, the man's eyes were deep, but no other emotions were revealed.

"Maybe it was sent by Xia Xia, I'll go back and ask her." Shen Jia muttered meaningfully, and glanced at the man beside him with his eyes.

Fu Jichen couldn't see through her thoughts, the corners of his mouth smiled, and his cold face broke the ice in an instant, like dissolving spring water: "No matter who sent it, I won't be angry about such a bouquet of flowers, take it." ”

It's not a rose that represents love.

Shen Jianian held two bouquets of flowers, buried his face in the soft flowers, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and in an instant, his head was patted lightly, and Fu Jichen's voice of reminder followed: "Don't inhale pollen, beware of allergies." ”

Shen Jianian let out an "oh" and raised his head.

Quickly walking to the parking place, Fu Jichen turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Sort of." Shen Jianian said truthfully.

As if to support her words, her stomach made a "gurgling" sound at the right time, clamouring for food.

Shen Jianian was a little embarrassed and explained: "Before the performance started, I did more than two hours of styling, and I didn't have time to eat dinner, so I drank a glass of fruit and vegetable juice, and it was not easy to stay hungry until now. ”

Fu Jichen didn't understand her brain circuit, smiled and said, "Why do you explain so much, isn't it normal to be hungry?" I didn't laugh at you. ”

Shen Jianian pursed her lips and stopped talking.

She thought about it, probably because of the girl's careful thinking, and she didn't want to show the slightest loss of image in front of the person she liked, even if it was a normal "stomach call".

In the wee hours of the morning, the area around the Grand Theatre is still bustling because there are performances tonight.

Fu Jichen unlocked the car, put the cello in, turned around and took the two bouquets of flowers in her hand, and put them on the back seat: "I remember that there is a good restaurant nearby, and I will go back after eating." ”

Shen Jianian looked around, most of the stores had closed: "Are you sure that store is still open?" ”

Fu Jichen closed the car door, relocked the car, took her hand and walked south: "Just go and see." ”

They came to a western restaurant, the hall was brightly lit, and the sign hanging at the door said that it was open until four o'clock in the morning.

Shen Jianian's fluttering eyelashes showed surprise.

As they approached the main entrance of the restaurant, a waiter immediately came over to help open the door, made a "please" gesture inside, and called Fu Jichen "Mr. Fu" with a standard smile.

Obviously, people recognize him, which means that he has been here more than once. The same goes for the other western restaurant he took her to last time.

"What do you think?" Fu Jichen looked at her slightly distracted appearance, and the fingers holding her hand tightened a little.

Shen Jianian asked the doubts in his heart: "Have you eaten here?" ”

"Have you had a meal a few times." Fu Jichen didn't hide it, he said it to her calmly, paused, and his tone suddenly became meaningful, "Check my post?" ”

She didn't think he had brought other women here.

Shen Jianian immediately shook his head and denied it: "I just asked casually." She really didn't think much of that.

It was very late, Fu Jichen didn't ask for a private room, and took Shen Jiannian to sit at a four-person table by the window in the hall.

The waiter came over with the menu and handed it to Fu Jichen.

Fu Jichen was about to let Shen Jianian order food, but she noticed his actions and refused: "You have been here a few times, you must know what is delicious, you can order it, I don't pick it much." ”

Fu Jichen didn't explain, every time he came over to talk about business, where did he remember whether the food was good or not.

He flipped through the menu and ordered some light dishes to her taste.

The table is decorated with candlesticks, aromatherapy crystals and hydrangeas, and with the warm lighting of the store, it is late at night, there are not so many customers, and the atmosphere is quiet and beautiful.

Shen Jianian couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a photo of the ornaments on the table, and accidentally framed Fu Jichen's hand wearing a watch into the picture.

She clicked on the finished film in the lower left corner, and found that the overall effect was good, so she didn't delete this one.

Fu Jichen leaned on the back of the chair with his long legs folded, picked up the cup and took a sip, seeing her actions, he bent his lips and smiled lightly.

Shen Jianian quit the album and remembered that he forgot to ask Bai Changxia about something, so he opened WeChat and sent her a message: "Did you send me flowers?" ”

Bai Changxia took a taxi to the hospital after leaving the Grand Theater, and had to accompany the bed at night, and he hadn't slept yet, and after receiving the message, he understood what she meant after a little thought.

"Someone ordered you flowers? There is no doubt that it must be Boss Fu! ”

Shen Jianian held his mobile phone and typed, and the waiter brought the meal, said "Please use it slowly" and left.

Fu Jichen put down the water glass, lightly opened his thin lips, and reminded her: "Didn't you say that you were hungry?" Stop playing with your phone and go back to rest early after eating. ”

Shen Jianian sent out the news that had just been edited, put down his mobile phone, held a fork, tied up the beef slices with tuna sauce on the plate, put them in his mouth, and frowned before he chewed twice.

She took a sip of the juice to mask the taste in her mouth.

Fu Jichen noticed her subtle expression and asked, "Don't like it?" ”

She pushed the plate to his side and said in a suppressed voice, "It's a little fishy." ”

Fu Jichen tasted it, it was the normal taste of this dish, it might not be to her taste, he brought her the blue ribbon chicken roll: "Try this." ”

In case he stepped on the thunder again, Shen Jianian cut a small piece with a knife and tasted it, the chicken breast was tender and smooth, rolled with ham, and had the taste of garlic butter and cheese.

She stretched her eyebrows and commented, "I prefer to eat this." ”

Fu Jichen asked her to try other dishes, except for the first tuna sauce flavor that she didn't like, she thought the rest of the dishes were good.

After the meal, the rain that had stopped before began to fall again, and it was even heavier than then.

Outside the restaurant, the street lights were blurred by the fine rain.

The waiters are attentive and specially prepared umbrellas for the guests.

Pushing open the glass door, a chill hit, Fu Jichen opened the transparent umbrella, turned his head and said to the people around him: "You wait here, I'll drive the car over." ”

Shen Jianian grabbed his arm with both hands: "I have to turn around, it's too troublesome, let's go over together." ”

Fu Jichen pulled out his hand to wrap his hand around her waist, and the umbrella tilted towards her, enveloping her whole person under the umbrella. The rain drenched the suit over his shoulders, and the pure black fabric made a darker wet mark.

Shen Jiannian walked and walked, and suddenly glanced back at him.

Fu Jichen asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

I felt that someone was staring at her, but Shen Jianian didn't see anyone other than them on this road, she shook her head and said in a low voice: "It's nothing." Let's go faster, my shoes are getting wet. ”

At the end of the long street, a soaking wet man came out of the corner and looked fixedly at the two people snuggled together in the rain.

Behind him, an umbrella leaned over and covered the man's head, and the girl's concerned voice immediately came: "You'll catch a cold in the rain, let's go back." ”