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Seeing that it was getting darker and darker, and Zhou Yanshi hadn't come over yet, Su Yi thought, and didn't know when someone would send her back?

But it's hard to rush.

Du Qing has been watching TV in the living room with Su Yi just now, and she won't know what Aunt Liu called her in the courtyard outside.

Su Yi ate the last piece of apple, got up and looked around, and then walked over in the direction of the bathroom that Du Qing had just mentioned.

The courtyard of the Zhou family is two floors, and the place is really big enough, if Du Qing didn't tell the specific location at first, it would be really easy to find it for a while.

Su Yi went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and went in the wrong direction when he came out. Originally, the bathroom came out to the right to the right, but she went to the left, and she didn't know it.

She didn't realize it until she was halfway through the door when she heard a conversation between two men coming from inside a hidden door.

I turned around and wanted to go back the way I was, but my feet couldn't help but call.

It was Zhou Yanshi and Dad Zhou who were talking in the room. The two of them talked in a homely tone, but it didn't sound like it, Su Yi didn't hold back and stopped:

"Why don't you say you're too wide?"

This voice was picked up by Zhou Yan, with a smile in his words, not annoyed, but even if he was smiling, he could clearly feel the dissatisfaction and speechlessness between the words.

"How wide am I to pipe? I'm too narrow with your mother, otherwise I wouldn't have waited until you got married at twenty-nine. โ€

This was Daddy Zhou's voice, followed by a burst of tea.

"Yes, that's as long as I'm married, it doesn't matter if I like it or not." Zhou Yanshi's voice was low, and his words were careless.

Su Yi's back was straight, and her eyelashes flashed.

On the way back, Su Yi looked at the traffic outside the car window and the promotional poster of the studio "White April Fool's Day" stage play that he inadvertently swept, and suddenly thought of a festival that belongs to white in reality, White Day. I've seen an explanation of the origin of the name of this festival before, saying that white represents purity and clarity. As for White April Fool's Day, it's irony. I know it's impossible, but I always think it can be beautiful.

The carriage was very quiet, Su Yu's nose was sour, people were very lazy, and his heart was bored.

When he was about to arrive at the gate of the community, Zhou Yan glanced at Su Yan, who was leaning in the co-pilot's chair with a look of sorrow and running all the way.

Su Yi didn't make any movement, until the car had stopped at the entrance of the community, he woke up in a daze, and then didn't look at anyone and directly pulled off the seat belt and pushed open the door to say goodbye to the people.

Then when he just got out of the car, he was picked up by Zhou Yan and shouted: "Su Yan! โ€

The voice is warm and powerful.

Su Yan stood on his feet, subconsciously turned his face, and happened to meet Zhou Yanshi's gaze.

Calm, unhurried, and Su Yu's expression was completely opposite. One step away, but it seems to be separated by an insurmountable mountain ridge.

"Saturday and Sunday are off, I'll pick you up for dinner." Zhou Yanshi said.

"Brother Yan Shi doesn't need it," Su Yi almost blurted out refusal, "Our studio may be very busy in the near future, and we may not have time." I'm sorry. โ€

Zhou Yanshi breathed slowly, staring at people's eyes clearly, as if trying to see something, only to nod his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, good night." โ€

-

Shen Huiying only knew that after Su Yi came back, she went into the bedroom and never came out, after all, it was the first time she went to Zhou's house for dinner, and she still wanted to ask about something, but she went to knock on the door, and it took a long time before a muffled voice came out: "Mom, I want to sleep." โ€

I slept surprisingly early today, although Shen Huiying wondered in her heart, she thought that she had run back and forth several times a day, to get a certificate, and to go to Lin Shanyuan, maybe she was tired, so she didn't ask again.

The weather changed dramatically in the next few days, and it rained heavily. It's not small, it's not as thin as a cow's hair last time, and this time it's at least moderate rain. And for several days, there was a lot of water on the road.

Su Yi was too lazy to go out to eat at noon, and during the rainy days, he either ate instant noodles or ordered takeout.

On Friday, she held another box of instant noodles and ate it on the desk, and at the same time chatted with Jiang Yi on video, she ate a love meal given by her boyfriend, braised pork, fried eggs and a portion of rice, so Su Yi inadvertently found a masochistic pleasure.

"I feel like my boyfriend's craft is getting better, and this time the meat is smooth and tender." Jiang Yi ate a mouthful of braised pork and a mouthful of rice, and looked at Su Yi on the other side of the video, pulling a noodle and sucking it, and couldn't help asking, "Why do you eat instant noodles again?" โ€

"Instant noodles are delicious." The delicious Su Yi wanted to cry.

Jiang Yi pouted, the ghost believed. Then he asked, "Is it raining over there?" I read the weather forecast that says it's going to rain for a few days. โ€

"You're so idle, you don't care much about your boyfriend, and you actually care about me if it's raining here." Su Yi has a ride or a partner to talk to people.

"Then I miss you, of course."

"Shh

The studio is surprisingly quiet today, only Su Yi stayed in the office and chose to eat instant noodles during lunch time, and the others either went out to eat together, or someone made an appointment.

The rain was unabated outside, and the leaves of the large plantain pot at the door were rustling with water flowing down from the eaves. Real rain hits plantains. But at this moment, Su Yu looks like he doesn't have much beauty.

After that, another day passed, with the blessing of takeout and instant noodles, Su Yi successfully ate himself, and his teeth began to hurt again.

The painful half of her face seemed to be swollen, but fortunately it was Sunday at home, and she didn't have to go anywhere or move. It was raining outside, the sky was already gloomy, and the bedroom curtains were still tightly drawn. In the dark bedroom, only the light source of the computer screen shines.

Su Yi slept under the quilt with his head covered, and his body was uncomfortable with hot and cold.

This time the toothache is menacing, and it feels much worse than last time. Su Yu took salt water five or six times in a row, but it still had little effect.

She fell asleep in a daze, and she didn't know a WeChat message when the phone screen lit up.

In the evening, Shen Huiying came home from work, and the whole living room was gray and gray because of the rain, she thought that Su Yi was not at home, otherwise there would not be even a little movement, and she would not even turn on the light.

Since her daughter got a certificate with someone, she rarely asks what she is doing when she goes out, after all, she still has this insight as a parent.

However, Shen Huiying still habitually knocked on Su Yi's door, knocked twice and pushed it open directly, and then saw that the computer was actually on, and the quilt on the bed was still bulging, where was it at home?

"Gardenia?" Shen Huiying shouted, but no one answered her, and muttered to herself: "Why did you sleep with this child so early." โ€

Su Yi was groggy and sweaty, and then he felt a lot more comfortable. After a good night's sleep, I woke up and heard Shen Huiying calling her out to eat, she said that she ate late for lunch, and she didn't get up at all because she wasn't hungry at all, and continued to sleep.

Shen Huiying left her food in the pot, and waited โ–กโ–ก let her get up and eat when she was hungry, and then didn't say anything back to her house.

Su Yi didn't eat until the end, and slept for almost a day and a night, and the whole person was like the sky above his head, gray. I didn't even eat breakfast the next day, so I went straight to work. Mainly toothache, no appetite.

Then after getting into the taxi, I saw the WeChat on the mobile phone, which was sent by Zhou Yanshi, and the time was last night:

Z: [The insulated box is still in my car, what time is it busy at night, I'll send it to you.] ใ€‘

Su Yi wanted to say, I don't want it, if you look at it as an eyesore, just throw it away!

But after I really sent it, it was like this: [I'm sorry to feast on my brother, I was too late yesterday and I haven't looked at my phone, you can put the thermos box in the locker next to the school cafeteria first, I will pick it up another day when I have time.] I'm sorry for the trouble. ใ€‘

Zhou Yanshi had just entered the school and returned to the office when he received this reply, he was sitting in an office chair, staring at the information on his phone, and his fingers were unconsciously tapping on the desktop. Then turn off WeChat, swipe the phone book to find a phone number and dial it out.

The phone was quickly connected, and a brisk male voice came out: "Hello, strange, who should I call me, I thought you were so forgetful that you forgot about me." โ€

Zhou Yanshi didn't pay much attention to the other party's lack of shape, there was not much nonsense, and he went straight to the point: "Ask you something, I remember that you mentioned before that you have an art studio in China?" โ€

"Yo, I remember that. Yes, only twice, but I let go of the shopkeeper and didn't care much. What's wrong? "The one on the phone is Shao Zhiwei, a rich second generation, and it was just a whim to get a studio at that time, and then he went abroad to be busy with other things, so he found a special person in charge and was too lazy to care.

"Is it regular?"

"What do you mean?" Questioning his strength? Shao Zhiwei and Zhou Yanshi were Harvard alumni for four years, not to mention, in the two years after returning to China, he also took people to his home company to be hospitable, so he wouldn't make those messes.

"It's not interesting, I'm just asking for a friend, don't get excited. It's that their studio often works overtime, and I want to ask your regular employees here, how many hours the screenwriter works. Zhou Yan picked up a big circle.

"What friend? Can you make Zhou Yanshi so attentive? Shao Zhiwei was like a cat that smelled fishy, and he spoke with a sense of flirtation. After all, he knew Zhou Yanshi too well.

"I'll tell you when I think you know." The implication was that he didn't want to talk to him that much right now.

"Okay, don't say anything else, I dare to pack tickets for this, except for the actors who want to perform, the time is uncertain, and the behind-the-scenes workers we pursue the standard 9 to 5, two days off."

"What if the show is busy?"

"It's not her business, it's not her screenwriting to have a performance, like how many times have she performed a stage play on tour, her job is to write scripts, even if she really has it, she can completely refuse if she doesn't want to. The only two times we have had a limited term contract with respect for each other, but I don't know if the other studios would have done it the other way. I do not rule out a difference in business model. โ€

โ€œ......โ€

-

When Jiang Yi sent Su Yi location information, she happened to go to the venue to send a piece of information.

Then she clicked on Jiang Yi's WeChat location and saw that the folder in her hand almost fell to the ground, she thought she was dazzled:

I'm Su Yi: [You are now at the Medical University in Beijing? ใ€‘

Jiang Yi: [Yes, your tone is the effect I want. ใ€‘

I'm Su Yi: [......]

Jiang Yi: [In the second classroom on the right hand side of the fifth floor of Building 7 in the teaching area, your best college roommate hopes that you can touch a fish and come over to talk about the pain of lovesickness, and by the way, I will have a meal at noon [baring teeth/]]

I'm Su Yi: [......]

Su Yi only woke up on the way in the past to realize what Jiang Yi meant by the phrase "You have a chance to come" a few days ago. It turned out that the place of study she won was at the Medical University in Beijing!

Su Yu usually goes to work at a standard two points and one line, and rarely goes to other places. Although she also comes to the art venues from time to time, she is still not very familiar with other areas of the medical university.

However, Jiang Yifa's location is specific, and Su Yi directly opened the Gaode map navigation.

When she found someone, it was quite a coincidence, Jiang Yi happened to be standing in the corridor in front of the classroom after a class, and Su Yi, who she saw first, waved at people again and again.

"Su Yu! Over here. โ€

Jiang Yi was wearing a small green coat, with a green skirt underneath, all green, very conspicuous, and Su Yi saw her as soon as she shouted. Walking up to the person, frowning and looking at the person's clothes, he couldn't help but damage: "Your boyfriend may not like you to wear it like this." โ€

Jiang Yiche smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if he likes it or not, I'll talk about it first." โ€

The corridor in front of the classroom was full of people and students, and Jiang Yila leaned against the fence on one side so as not to get in the way.

said that she still had a class to go to later, and wronged Su Yu to stay with her for a while. first said that she wanted to eat hot pot, and asked Su Yan to invite her to eat hot pot at noon. What Su Yi wanted to say was that she had a terrible toothache, and she wasn't well yet. Eating hot pot, she can most likely only watch her eat. Then Jiang Yi pulled Su Yi and pointed to the door of the classroom where she had just taken a class and said, "That's the professor who just gave us the first class, I'll go!" Super handsome, super young, at most less than thirty years old. "The teaching standard of the medical university is too high, and it makes people envious, jealous and hateful.

Jiang Yi didn't stop talking next to Su Yi's ear.

Su Yi was silent, and she couldn't hear what she was talking about for a long time. Because following the direction pointed by Jiang Yi, she saw Zhou Yanshi, who was lowering his head and lowering his eyes to give a lecture to the student next to him.

Since the last time I came back from dinner at his house, we haven't seen each other again, and the only thing involved is the thermos box in his car. She thought he could put it in the locker next to their dining room, but it seemed that he had forgotten about it, didn't put it, and didn't mention it again. She wondered if she had really been thrown by him.

Then, as every time, Su Yi was very unlucky to be caught. Although she reacted quickly this time, she immediately turned around and turned her back when Zhou Yan raised her eyes to look over, and then went to pull Jiang Yi's arm to hide to the other side.

"Su Yu!"

But most of the time because her legs were not as long as his, Zhou Yanshi's voice sounded in the back of her ears in less than two or three seconds.

The low and clear tone was irrepressible: "Come with me to the office." โ€

-

Zhou Yanshi's office was not here, Su Yan followed him all the way downstairs, and then walked to the teaching building further inside.

Zhou Yan picked up a tall leg and walked fast, and Su Yan had a hard time keeping up with people.

The last way came to the Guangzhi Building, and then finally got on the elevator. Su Yi has had a toothache in recent days because of the fire, he has eaten less, walked a lot, and his feet are empty.

I wanted to open my mouth to ask him what was going on, but the person was walking too fast, and she didn't have that chance at all.

Until I got on the elevator.

Su Yi found that the elevator she took this time was written next to the faculty and staff, which was not the same as the one she came to take to him last time, and there were no students coming, just the two of them.

The space is a bit too quiet.

Zhou Yanshi was wearing a medium-length black coat today, loosely tucked in his pocket with one hand, and holding a light laptop in the other, raised his wrist to look at the time, and then asked loosely: "Work is still very busy?" โ€

He looked at the person with a slight sideways face, and his voice was soft and he couldn't hear the emotion. It's the same tone as before, but it's not exactly the same.

Su Yi stood beside him, and intuitively he was looking at her, so even the afterglow was dead, and he snorted, "...... Yes, it may be a little bit more busy. Probably because of the weakness of his heart, Su Yu himself noticed that what he said was not very reasonable. The tone is floating, and sure enough, it's better not to lie.

Su Yi exhaled slowly after speaking, and inexplicably, his face became hot.

She was sure that this time it was the weakness of the heart that took up the bigger component.

"It's not safe to go back too late every day, the school has assigned me an apartment that has been empty, I told Aunt Shen, you can live there first during this busy time."

Su Yu turned his face to look at the person, and hurriedly said, "No, no, in fact, no-"

"What?"

"......" Su Yi licked his lips, feeling that his throat was inexplicably dry, and his weak eyelids jumped, "It's nothing." โ€

Zhou Yanshu retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows, and a rare smile appeared under his eyes, and then it was fleeting.