meaning of aurora

Chapter 47 Prescription of Heart

Nie Guangyi couldn't understand that he was disgusting to such an extent that Meng Xinzhi agreed to stay in Rome temporarily under Zong Ji's few words.

The assistant from the Rome studio came to pick me up.

The assistant originally received the instruction to drive the car over, and he can go back when he arrives.

There is no need for an assistant to follow, and no need for an assistant to drive.

Nie Guangyi didn't say anything at the moment, and directly got into the back seat with Meng Xinzhi.

Along the way, various situations have indeed exceeded his own expectations.

If nothing else, you should go back and change your clothes first.

In this way, even if Nie Guangyi wanted to call Professor Nie immediately, he didn't have enough personal space.

I can only send a text message first: [I'm in Rome.I also read the letter. 】

It's already midnight in China at this moment, and it's not a suitable time to call back.

Nie Tianqin's call came in almost seconds.

As soon as the phone was connected, Professor Nie couldn't wait to call out: "Big head."

But there are only these two words.

After speaking, both sides fell into a long silence.

Nie Guangyi felt that there was someone next to him, and he didn't know how to speak. He was afraid that he would lose control again.

Nie Tianqin doesn't know what Nie Guangyi's attitude is now. There is a 14-year gap between father and son that needs to be bridged.

So many years have passed, it is difficult to go back to the past for a while.

After a long time without getting a response, Nie Tianqin spoke first again: "I'm sorry... Guangyi, Dad died first."

Don't call if you have nothing to do, it has almost become a tacit understanding between father and son.

Nie Guangyi once put down his cruel words - [If you keep calling, I will change the number. 】

"Wait a minute." Nie Guangyi said before hanging up the phone.

After hesitating for a moment, he said as quietly as possible: "I just got off the plane right now, and I have something to do. I'll call you back later."

"Okay, okay! Guangyi, then Dad is waiting for your call."

Nie Guangyi could hear the ecstasy in Nie Tianqin's tone.

Why is he not?
Along the way, he has experienced crying and vomiting, and he has already thought clearly.

He doesn't want to be alone.

He didn't want to live like this with hatred for Professor Nie and apology for his mother.

After so many years, he almost forgot what a sunny and happy boy with a big head he used to be.

"Let's call him Big Head." Nie Guangyi used a title to express his attitude.

"Okay...Okay! Okay! That big head, Dad is waiting for your call!"

"It's past two o'clock in the country." Nie Guangyi looked at his watch and changed his words: "Go to bed first, and I'll call you tomorrow."

"Daddy's not sleepy yet. Daddy's waiting for your call!" Nie Tianqin was in a state where even if he wanted to sleep, he would definitely not be able to fall asleep.

"If you don't sleep, I won't call you tomorrow." Nie Guangyi directly used "threat".

"Then no matter if I slept or not, the big head has no way of knowing." Nie Tianqin immediately began to "play bad".

The communication method in which the relationship between father and son is reversed can be regarded as the daily life 14 years ago.

"You wait, I'll install a 360-degree surveillance camera for you when I get back." Nie Guangyi's "threat" continued.

"When are you going to pretend?" Nie Tianqin instantly switched from looking bad to eagerly looking forward to it.

14 years, this feeling seems like a lifetime away.

Originally, Nie Guangyi just said that casually. When Professor Nie asked him this question, he was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "I will as soon as possible."

[As soon as possible] It is difficult to have a clear boundary between these two words.

Especially at this juncture.

Nie Tianqin didn't want to wait endlessly: "Big head, let's see you, dad. Dad will go to Italy as a visiting scholar and stay for a year or so, okay?"

"No." Nie Guangyi refused immediately.

Perhaps it was because the refusal was too straightforward, and Professor Nie didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Thinking about it, how could the barrier between father and son disappear so quickly after so many years.

"Then, well, Dad won't force you anymore." Nie Tianqin adjusted his mood: "Big head, Dad is too hasty, Dad will give you time..."

"Professor Nie, don't think too much about it. What I mean is, I need some time to deal with the Italian affairs well. After this is dealt with here, I will go back and study the reconstruction of the Wan'an Bridge with you. At this stage , it’s definitely not suitable for you to come out, is it right?”

Professor Nie was a little excited, and his voice was trembling: "Big head, are you really willing to come back?"

"I didn't mean you, Professor Nie, don't you know how provocative your own letter is?"

Nie Guangyi glanced at Meng Xinzhi who was sitting next to him, his original embarrassment was completely covered up by his face comparable to a city wall, and he said aloud: "To tell you the truth, I read your letter on the plane. , I cried, everyone on the whole plane can testify to me."

It is said that there is no need to worry about debts, but Nie Guangyi is not sure whether "losing face" can be regarded as a kind of debt. After all, he suddenly has a hearty feeling that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

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Nie Guangyi's office in Rome has a total of six floors.

Five floors above ground and one basement.

The first, second and third floors above ground are the offices of the firm, the fourth floor is the gym, and the fifth floor is Nie Guangyi's living area.

There is no access control on the fourth floor, which means that employees can also use it.

It's a pity that the Rome office has a lot of business, and most of the architects are too busy to be bald.

For a long time, Nie Guangyi was basically alone, and he was particularly keen to stay on the fourth floor.

Considering that they often need to stay up late, employees also have a place to rest in the office.

There are three rooms in total, all located on the ground floor.

It sounds like a boss who lets his employees live in the basement is not very reliable.

In fact, the basement of Nie Guangyi's office is completely different from the basement where the Peking drifters live.

First of all, this is an all bright basement.

Every room has light that can shine directly in.

Secondly, there is a yard with a patio in the basement.

Although the yard is not big, there is a "big tree in the sky".

The canopy of the tree just covers the entire courtyard, and looking up at the sky can give people a feeling of entering the forest in an instant.

Finally, and the biggest highlight, the living room in the basement, the light source on the top side is a transparent swimming pool.

Sunlight shines through the water in the swimming pool, reflecting the activity area in the basement with shimmering patterns.

The mottled shadows and the romance of water are very touching.

This basement space was originally designed by Architect Nie for himself.

He moved his living quarters upstairs because the staff loved it.

In short, when Xuan Shi was still alive, he lived in Padua most of the time.

The office in Rome is more like a "designated hotel" for business trips.

Nie Guangyi planned to arrange Mengxinzhi in one of the three rooms on the basement floor.

I promised Brother Zongji to take good care of him.

In just two days, as an uncle, he can't just talk but don't practice.

The little girl stayed in the hotel alone, so she didn't keep it safe under her nose.

There are so many people in the office, and some people specialize in cooking and cleaning, so you can ask where it is fun to live here.

When Brother Zongji came over by himself, then he should do what he should do.

Nie Guangyi didn't really want to have any intersection with Meng Xinzhi.

Although he has always believed in it, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

The problem is, he is too embarrassed here in Mengxin.

Meng Xinzhi can be called his allergen, the best solution is to stay far away.

Normally, of the three rooms below, only one would be occupied.

No matter how good the room design in the office is, it is still not as good as your own home.

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as your own kennels, and they are not only applicable in China.

No family members, no pets, all kinds of regulations, there is no freedom of home.

Only after Nie Guangyi returned to the office did he realize that there were already people sleeping in the three rooms in the basement.

Because he came back a week later than scheduled.

The architects and design assistants of the firm all need a super workload.

For some design details, if Nie Guangyi did or checked it himself, he would basically go through it all at once.

If it was a different person, most of them would be questioned five, six, seven, eighty-nine times by Party A's father.

I had to make revisions over and over again.

The liver exploded a lot, so naturally I didn't want to go home.

Nie Guangyi asked his assistant to see if anyone was ready to get up.

The assistant directly said that if there was one, he would like to find a room to sleep in.

Before he picked up the plane, even this assistant was in a rage for 18 hours in a row.

Those who have already fallen asleep have at least 24 hours.

Let alone calling now, even if it's an earthquake, as long as the house doesn't collapse, you won't wake up.

After the assistant finished speaking, he yawned and went to find someone to share the bed.

It is said that Italians do not like to work overtime?

"I'd better go to the hotel." Meng Xinzhi said after the assistant left.

"I promised your father to let you live with me, now let you go to the hotel, what do you mean?"

"But isn't there no room here in the office?"

"How do you know there is no room in the office?" Nie Guangyi was a little surprised, because he and his assistant spoke Italian.

"I can understand a little bit of very basic Italian, combined with the actual situation on site, I can guess."

"Are you sure you only know a little bit?" Nie Guangyi began to recall the conversation he had just had with his assistant.

During this process, did the disliked girl insist on following?

Did you say anything else inappropriate?
After thinking about it, Nie Guangyi gave up.

No matter how inappropriate, is it inappropriate to spit directly on others?

"Yes, I only understood it by observing your assistant's various body movements. You can't understand it just by listening."

"How do you know he is my assistant?" Nie Guangyi was a little wary.

"You told my dad yourself, Rome's assistant came to pick you up."

"Do I have it?"

"some."

Nie Guangyi began to wonder if he had lost a lot of his memory.

But that's not important, what's important is to make a comeback quickly: "You heard me wrong. My assistant didn't say there was no room. He said he wanted to have sex with his boyfriend."

"..."

"Because my assistant is doing basic work, this floor is not suitable for you to live in." Nie Guangyi pointed to the side: "You can go up the elevator here later to the fifth floor. Get out of the elevator and go to the right hand side Go to the second room. The password of the room is 1010, you just go in."

"Isn't the fifth floor your room?"

"How could the fifth floor be my room? Your Italian hearing is too far off the mark, isn't it? There are three rooms on the fifth floor, each with its own bathroom, which is the lounge I prepared for the employees."

Nie Guangyi's words are half true and half false.

The original purpose of the fifth floor was indeed for the employees who exploded their livers.

Nie Guangyi doesn't like employees working overtime very much, and he even set up a gym and lounge for this purpose.

However, the architects under him only like to lie flat in the basement.

Later, the fourth and fifth floors became his exclusive area.

Nie Guangyi has a slight obsession with cleanliness and doesn't like others touching his things.

The three rooms in the basement are all cleaned up by aunts.

The fifth floor has always been handled by Nie Guangyi himself.

There are three rooms on the fifth floor, one is his bedroom, one is his study, and the other is a utility room.

When Nie Guangyi first came to Italy, he came to Rome.

At that time, he rented a newly renovated empty house, and all the furniture in it was selected and installed by himself.

For this office, Nie Guangyi not only arranged for the architecture and gardens, but also designed all the furniture.

Every piece of furniture in his bedroom and study is unique.

The ones I bought were worthless when sold, and it would be a pity to lose them.

Even if he didn't design it himself, he picked it out one by one and assembled it slowly.

Nie Guangyi vacated a utility room for storage.

It is said to be a utility room, but it is actually a bed, sofa, cabinet, lamp, carpet... everything is complete.

It's very homely, more stylish than most people rent.

Plus various sweeping robots to help clean up together.

Even if Nie Guangyi won't come back for a while, he is still spotless.

The assistant has already "engaged".

Meng Xinzhi pushed two pieces of luggage, one big and one small, plus a backpack, and she was still holding the sketch folder that she took out on the plane.

Nie Guangyi pointed her in a direction without any intention of sending her up.

Meng Xinzhi was not hypocritical, put the backpack on the luggage, and then pushed her luggage to the direction of the elevator.

He conveniently put the sketch folder on the luggage.

Without taking two steps, the sketch folder slid down directly.

A corner of the painting that was just finished was missing.

Nie Guangyi finally had the consciousness of being a gentleman.

In the past, help Meng Xinzhi pick up the picture folder.

On the corner where it fell out, there is a very distinctive inscription.

The signature is a root sign (√￣), which is the symbol used to extract the square in mathematics.

Different from mathematics, the root sign of Mengxin is not any number, but a small love heart.

It is equivalent to replacing the place where 2 is written in the root number 2.

Nie Guangyi expressed curiosity about the inscription: "What does this mean?"

"Happy meaning." Meng Xinzhi was happy to answer this question.

She explained with a little pride: "This is the signature that my father thought of for me. I am happy when someone else prescribes it."

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