Rose Manor

It took about ten minutes for Shen Jianian to confirm that the fragment that came to his mind was not a dream scene, because the evidence was still on the chopping board.

She picked up a slice of lemon and left it in a warm room overnight. The moisture was no longer sufficient and it looked wilted, but the sour taste was still strong.

Shen Jia Nian closed his eyes, his expression a little desperate.

"Jianian, you got up so early." Zhao Shunyi yawned, stretched his waist, and entered the kitchen, "Last night..."

Shen Jianian quickly intercepted her words: "How did I get back to the room last night?"

"Don't you remember?" After asking, Zhao Shunyi remembered that she was drunk last night, so it was normal for her to have no memory. "It was Mr. Fu who carried you out of the kitchen and took you back to your room."

Having said this, Zhao Shunyi smiled with a sleepy face, stretched out his arms and made a hug gesture: "Princess hug."

Shen Jia Nian looked blank.

Zhao Shunyi pestered Bai Changxia and asked a lot about Fu Jichen and Shen Jia Nian last night. Although Bai Changxia gave a general idea intermittently, she had a brain and could figure it out.

No wonder she always felt that Jianian was mysterious, it was all given to her by her past experiences.

Zhao Shunyi said with a smile: "Mr. Fu originally wanted to stay and take care of you, but Xia Xia and I didn't understand what he meant at the time, so he went back to his home."

Shen Jia thought to himself, it's a good thing you two didn't realize it, otherwise Fu Jichen would have stayed here last night, and who knows what ridiculous things would have happened.

Zhao Shunyi squeezed in next to her. There were only two of them in the kitchen. She didn't know why she unconsciously became quiet when she spoke: "Xia Xia said that you two kissed in the kitchen. She saw it, but I didn't."

She is quite sorry...

I’m curious about what it’s like for a man like Fu Jichen to fall into love.

Shen Jia Nian's expression was not only numb, but her heart was also numb. She didn't even know that someone had seen the scene last night!

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Jianian was eager to change the subject, "Is a sandwich okay?"

"I also can."

Shen Jianian continued to change the subject: "Has Xia Xia gotten up?"

"Wake up, stay in bed and play with your phone."

"Oh, then I'll make one more."

Shen Jianian took out a lot of ingredients such as eggs, bacon, lunch meat, lettuce, etc. from the refrigerator and made three generous sandwiches.

Bai Changxia and Zhao Shunyi left after breakfast. Shen Jia Nian was finally the only one left at home. In order to prevent herself from wandering around, she started to tidy up the living room. Suddenly she remembered that she forgot to feed the wandering cow that looked like a cow last night. cat.

It snowed last night, so it must have nowhere to find food.

Shen Jianian put on her down jacket and walked out of the building. She was hit by the wind and squinted her eyes. She realized that because she had been in a daze all morning, she only took off her scarf and forgot to wear a hat. The wind made her head hurt. It might be the same as last night. Drinking related.

She didn't want to catch another cold, so she unfolded her scarf to cover her head, and followed the old lady's approach to wearing a headscarf. It was indeed much warmer.

"Mimi, Mimi."

Shen Jianian went to the flower bed where the cat's nest was placed and called a few times. The cat curled up in the nest. When he heard her voice, he raised his head and let out a "meow" in response.

"Sorry, I drank too much last night and forgot to feed you."

Shen Jia Nian poured the cat food and replaced it with clean water.

Although the cat was willing to pay attention to her, it was still very vigilant and refused to eat in front of people.

Shen Jianian said to himself: "Whenever you are willing to let me touch you, I will take you home."

She put her hands into the pockets of her down jacket and slowly stepped back. She accidentally stepped on a stone and slipped, almost falling. A hand grabbed her clothes from behind and lifted her up.

After Shen Jianian stood firm, he turned around. Fu Jichen was wearing a black coat, and a thin layer of snow fell on his hair. The snow on the branches above his head was blown by the wind and fell onto his hair.

"I woke up earlier than I thought." Fu Jichen was holding a thermal bag in his other hand and could smell the aroma of food. "Have you had breakfast? If not, let's eat together."

Shen Jia Nian recovered from the frightened state: "Eat...I have eaten."

Fu Jichen looked at the way she wrapped her whole head with a scarf, the corners of her lips slightly raised. She looked very good like this, and she didn't feel unusual at all.

"Come in, it's cold outside." He wanted to hold her hand and feel if it was warm, but she was not last night. She was sober and not drunk. Shen Jia Nian's mood was up and down, and she pretended to have forgotten what happened last night, followed him into the building, and stamped the snow on her feet on the mat at the door.

As the elevator went up, Shen Jianian glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She realized that some things could really leave no trace without pretending to be forgotten. She knew very well that after last night, things were different between them.

When the twenty-sixth floor arrived, Shen Jianian was thinking about something and didn't notice the elevator door opening. Fu Jichen took a step forward and saw that the person next to him didn't move. He held her hand and pulled her out.

He finally touched her hand, which was warm, and he felt relieved.

She loved to get sick when she caught a cold, and every time she got sick she would have a fever. He was always worried that she would catch a cold.

Shen Jianian took the key and opened the door. He glanced at Fu Jichen. He didn't go back to his home. He was just standing next to her, as if waiting for her to open the door.

She no longer glanced at him secretly, but looked directly at him: "What are you doing?"

"I bought you breakfast." He thought she would sleep until at least ten o'clock when she got up after drinking, but he miscalculated.

"I said I've eaten." Shen Jianian emphasized, "I'm very full."

"What should I do? I bought too much."

"Save it for lunch."

Fu Jichen found an excuse: "The heater in my house seems to be broken. It's not very warm. Let me borrow your restaurant."

Shen Jianian's eyes widened: "Do I look like a fool?" How could he say such a perfunctory excuse?

Fu Jichen's eyebrows spread wide with a smile, and his tone was more serious than before: "Then I won't make excuses, I just want to eat at your house. I only have a day off today, and I have a business trip tomorrow. I want to see you more." "

Shen Jia Nian couldn't answer and entered the house.

Fu Jichen didn't wait for her consent or hear her refusal, and squeezed in - he really squeezed in, because she only opened the door a crack.

Fu Jichen put on his slippers and placed the lunch boxes in the thermal bags on the dining table one by one. He turned around and asked Shen Jianian: "Are you really not going to eat any more? I bought shrimp dumplings and soup dumplings."

He deliberately drove a long way to buy it from a tea restaurant with a good reputation. When he met her in the community, he parked his car in the garage and then came out to see her.

"Don't eat." Shen Jianian hugged the pillow and sat on the sofa. He found the mobile phone that he had not found in the morning in the gap and picked it up to take a look.

Pei Che sent her a message last night, wishing her a happy birthday and a happy New Year.

He sent her a gift, half a month in advance, but due to some problems during transportation, it could not be sent to her on her birthday.

Speaking of gifts, Shen Jia Nian remembered the birthday gift Fu Jichen gave her last night. He said it was a cup, but she hadn't seen what kind of cup it was until now.

The brocade box was still in the restaurant, where Fu Jichen was having breakfast, and she resisted the urge to go to the restaurant.

They probably had a good understanding. Fu Jichen happened to see the brocade box, and his voice came from the restaurant: "Have you not opened your gift yet?"

Shen Jianian replied to him in the living room: "No."

Fu Jichen then walked up to her with the brocade box and put the things in her arms: "Open it and take a look."

Shen Jianian obediently picked up the brocade box on his lap and opened it in front of him. Inside was bright yellow velvet, with two cups placed in the grooves on the left and right.

She took out one of them, a dark blue ceramic cup with a delicate intertwining pattern on its body. The other cup was pink, a very low-saturation pink, a bit like the ceramic ornaments she saw in the museum, and the cup body also had beautiful patterns.

She accidentally saw the square red seal at the bottom of the cup and vaguely recognized it as her name. She picked up the dark blue cup again. There was also a seal on the bottom, which was Fu Jichen's name.

The two ceramic mugs are a pair, custom made.

Shen Jianian suddenly felt his hands were hot and put the cup back.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Shen Jianian put down the brocade box and opened the door.

The person outside the door is Ni Yiqiong. She has her hair tied up and her makeup is always exquisite. She is wearing a one-shoulder white sweater with an ostrich feather around the collar, revealing her round snowy shoulders, paired with a black velvet skirt.

"I thought you hadn't gotten up." Ni Yiqiong clasped his hands in front of him, with a smile on his face. "I left in a hurry last night and forgot to bring back the baking tools. I came to get them."

Shen Jianian was just about to invite her in when she realized there was another person in the room. She didn't want to cause a misunderstanding, so she hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, I..."

A voice suddenly broke in and interrupted her: "Do you still want to drink mulled wine today? It was not cooked last night. You can refill it today."