In this world, the only Mr. Warm

Chapter 11 Fate and catastrophe, integration is doomed

It was that night when I saw that store.

The light in the window was very bright, and everything against it became dim.Especially the colorful design drawings at the back, against the backdrop of the lights, seem to have a kind of quiet power.

Jian Yanzuo slowly approached the store, and finally came to the young store owner according to the guidance of the clerk.

The girl didn't seem to recognize him, so she smiled politely and greeted him in English, "Hi sir, may I help you?"

At that moment, Jian Yanzuo didn't beat around the bush, and asked her straightforwardly in Chinese, "Are you the owner of this shop?"

The girl is still smiling and can speak Chinese fluently, "Yes, I am Yan Cha."

It is also this name that ignites all the smiles in Jian Yanzuo's heart.

He remembered everything that might be related to Chi Qiaoqi, including a certain name. He had heard the word "Yan Cha" from her mouth before.

At the place where the child named Ensheng was buried, he heard her say, "Yan Cha, go back."

Since then, this name has been deeply rooted in his heart.Being so closely connected with her is like a key that unlocks everything.

So, he opened the box containing the tourmaline brooch and tie, and put it in front of the girl named Yan Cha, "My name is Jian Yanzuo."

That night, Jian Yanzuo had the first real contact with those facts that could be called secrets before.It's about many people and things, the most important thing is about Chi Qiaoqi.

Such a night seemed darker than any other night, but it seemed that there was a hidden light that could illuminate everything.

In the store that day, the lights were dim, and everyone was sent home by Yan Cha in advance.After closing the shop door, only Yan Cha and Xiao Yancha were left in this not-so-small clothing store.

There are three single sofas surrounded by a table, and it is rare that there is no other sound.

"Actually, what I know is only the second half of the matter, and there is even a break in between, are you sure you want to listen?" Yan Cha put the teacup and refreshments on the small table in front of him, and sat down on the single sofa with cushions on, "Try it, Jo's favorite fruit tea."

Jian Yan nodded slightly on the left. After thanking him, he didn't say much, and the meaning was already clear.

This is the moment he is closest to the truth, no matter how difficult it is, he will persist.Just like this time, he came without hesitation.

"It's a long story. It started when I was recommended to see a doctor at Professor Fred." Yan Cha thought for a while, and finally figured it out. "I just arrived in New York at that time. Anxious, I read about Professor Fred's clinic from the newspaper, saying that he has a lot of research in neurology, so I went there. After reading it a few times, I thought it was not bad, so I settled down."

Yan Cha's narration was not very fast. Although she was not good at telling stories, fortunately she described clearly.

"The next time, I lost the medicine Fred prescribed to me in the subway, because I was afraid that if I didn't take the medicine on time, it would affect my treatment, and the subway station happened to be close to where Fred lived, so I went directly there." Yan Speaking of tea, he stopped and took a sip of water, not much, shallow, it seemed to be just a subconscious soothing action, "When I went, the door of the clinic was open, and I couldn't see him when I went in, so I tried to I went all the way to look inside. It’s not the first time I’ve been to his clinic, but I’ve never noticed how big the space inside is. Can you believe it, it’s like some kind of power is guiding me, the second time I go down the stairs room, I saw him."

After a slight pause, Yan Cha looked to Jian Yan's left, and her voice, which had always been calm, began to tremble slightly, so small that it was almost imperceptible, "That was also the first time I saw Jo, with a face full of fear, desperately struggling , yelling a few fragmented words over and over again, mixed in Chinese and English, almost listening attentively to tell that she is calling for help."

Yan Cha didn't describe it in detail, she just built up the general outline of the matter, and she didn't want to describe too much in detail.For her, the previous things were also things that required a lot of courage to complete.In order to dilute these memories, she even received counseling from a psychiatrist several times for a long time.

But what she will never forget is Chi Qiaoqi's cry for help that day.

It was the first time Yan Cha heard such a voice in her life. Before that, she couldn't imagine that it was a miserable sound that a girl could make.

It's a very single voice, but it can make everyone who hears it feel creepy, as if the organs of the whole body are screaming.

Such a miserable cry, such a terrified look.To this day, as long as I think about it, I still feel cold all over my body, as if I was still at the scene.

In the gap between Yan Cha's pause, Jian Yan Zuo began to cough lowly, very lightly, and kept suppressing it.

After a long time, Jian Yanzuo's cough didn't stop or get better, but he insisted on signaling Yan Cha to continue.

"I called the police, out of instinct." Yan Cha's speech speed gradually became normal, "It was later found out that Frad has been using the medicine developed for him by us patients for in vivo experiments."

This is a past that is difficult to recall, and Yan Cha always reminds herself not to think about it deliberately.But she can never deny that in such a long time, she has always been surrounded by an inexplicable fear, all the time.

It's hard for others to imagine that Yan Cha, who has always been cheerful and optimistic, has such bad memories that can even be called cruel.For so long, Yan Cha didn't take the initiative to mention it to anyone.

But Yan Cha knew that, as if it had really happened, no matter how much she tried to forget it, this memory would be like a brand, deeply engraved in the deepest part of her heart.

"At that time, my whole body was in chaos, including a series of actions in cooperation with the police, and I remembered to ask the whereabouts of the tied girl. But the police told me that after they controlled Frad A few days ago, the girl had already taken advantage of the chaos and fled. What was harvested was only a few documents with detailed records." Yan Cha lowered her eyes and touched the side of the cup unconsciously, "From those documents, the police learned that Many cases were later relayed to me by some of them, including Jo’s congenital analgesia, and Fred carried out research on Jo one by one in order to make research progress in this area.”

It was a difficult description, and Yan Cha paused several times, "He designed a series of experiments for Jo, which was so detailed that it was almost comparable to any academic research. It is difficult for me to describe the specific content of those experiments to you, it is too inhuman. On one occasion, he broke Jo's leg with a wrench and left it there for three days before performing revision surgery on her."

The whole atmosphere slowly became heavy.

Jian Yanzuo and Xiao Sui listened in silence, only Yan Cha's voice with difficulty and Jian Yanzuo's occasional cough filled the entire space.

"However, Fred was not sentenced to a severe sentence in the end. Because the police only had descriptive documents in their hands and did not have the most important witnesses. Therefore, the police in charge of this case told me about Jo, and then told If I have the chance to meet her again, I must persuade her to come. It's just because I am the only one who knows what she looks like besides Fred."

After saying this, Yan Cha drank the water in the cup little by little.The frequency was very fast, and after drinking, he let out a long sigh of relief, as if the nightmare was finally over.Such an involuntary relaxation, even the breathing became much clearer.

"It's just that later on, no matter how hard I tried to find her, I never met her again. It wasn't until half a year later that Aimee Cowan, the commoner actress, appeared in front of people for the first time." Yan Cha narrowed her eyes slightly. From the beginning, the corners of her mouth gradually became less tense, "That was the first award in Aimee's life, although she only belonged to the Oscar afterwards. But before that awards ceremony, she was just an unknown little actor. I The reason why I remember her is because I recognize the dress she wore when presenting the award."

Yan Cha gently tapped the countertop with her fingers, and looked around, "The predecessor of this store was an original design agency store on the west side of Orunda Road. It was opened by a friend of mine, mainly to help some Young people who have no money to open a store sell some original designs on behalf of them. And that dress appeared in that store before the awards ceremony.”

"It's just that later, it was taken back by the original author, and some sales money was lost for no reason." Yan Cha smiled, a little surprisingly relaxed, "It's a coincidence, when I was feeling a little bit regretful, I saw it appear At the award ceremony, Aimee, who was not famous at the time, was played so well."

Yan Cha still remembers the appearance of that dress.It's not a very high-quality material, but it is indeed too carefully tailored.

From every flower on the top to the fine stitches on the inner lining, including the hollow pattern on every button, it all looks so hard.

"So I ran back to the store and found out the address that the author of the dress left when he came to sell it." Yan Cha filled the teacup in front of him, held it in his hand, and kept smiling slightly. "Maybe it's God's arrangement, the one standing behind that door is actually Jo."

Before that door opened, Yan Cha was simply delighted to find a business opportunity, and she came to the door only to win the exclusive agency of this unknown designer.

It's just that I didn't expect that the person standing inside the door was an old friend.

Jian Yan Zuo took a shallow sip of water, the tea was already a little cold, and it had a very light taste in his mouth.

Unconsciously, the tightly clenched hands gradually became less forceful.

"At that time, she was quite down and out. She had no money to pay the rent, so she could only do some handwork to sell money. The only dress that was expected to sell for a lot of money was given to a neighbor who only acted in a low-budget movie, and the family was full of debts. , the girl who wanted to attend the award ceremony just to get an appointment for a better new film, but because she didn't have the right clothes, she wanted to give up several times."

Yan Cha couldn't imagine how Chi Qiaoqi gave this skirt, which was a life-saving straw to her, to others.

But everything is as ingenious as if it had been arranged. A gift and a chance encounter have changed the future paths of many people since then.

"The story after that was much better. Aimee became famous and became the hottest darling on the screen. She learned about Jo's story through me, and then contacted Dr. Ye through many relationships." Yan Cha said The story is roughly finished, and the ending sound is much more beautiful, "Later, Jo gradually got better and gradually began to live a normal life. Finally, with the support of Aimee, the three of us jointly opened this store. "

After a slight pause, Yan Cha's mood finally ended, "This is the origin of Mr. W."

Originally such a long story, Yan Cha only told it for a short time.It also seemed that it was at that moment that she felt that no matter how painful it was when she passed by, she no longer felt so sad when she went to see it after passing by.

She hoped that Chi Qiaoqi would feel the same way as her.No matter how difficult it is, now, after all, is alive.

"The matter of Ensheng was a big blow to Jo." Yan Cha did not avoid this topic in the end, "She has always regarded Ensheng as another self."

It was also at this time that Jian Yanzuo spoke slowly, with a somewhat hoarse voice, "I know."

"Dr. Ye has always told us that Jo's recovery is considered very good. As long as she doesn't get too much stimulation from the outside world, there will generally be no problems." Yan Cha's tone slowed down, and her voice felt a little melancholy, " However, any of us can see that her knot has not been untied."

"I know." Jian Yan repeated subconsciously on the left. They were obviously different questions, but there seemed to be only one way to answer them.

Yan Cha knew that at this moment, Jian Yanzuo's heart must have been so confused that he couldn't distinguish everything, so he paused, and finally finished everything, "I hope you can be that, she is the right person."

Jian Yan said that it was already late when Zuo and Xiao Sui left, and Yan Cha stood at the door, saying goodbye to them with a smile.

The fifth avenue was still full of lights, Jian Yan turned his left back to the bright light, stopped in front of Yan Cha, and finally asked, "Where is that person now?"

He didn't mention that name deliberately.

I don't want to, don't want to, let alone hurt anyone because of mentioning it.

"Prison." Yan Cha folded his arms and said in a cold voice, "None of us can bear to let Jo be hurt again, so we have never charged him with the most appropriate name. However, every time he is released from prison after serving his sentence Afterwards, there will always be various excuses for him to go back inside, and he will never come out again in his life."

Although Yan Cha's words were firm, they were not particularly clear.

Jian Yanzuo smiled for the first time tonight, "Thank you."

Everything he did for Chi Qiaoqi.

When turning around, Yan Cha called Jian Yanzuo with some hesitation, paused for a long time, and finally asked in the slight wind, "Have you tried to find her in these years?"

Jian Yan Zuo paused, raised his eyes lightly, "Of course."

"That's good." Yan Cha Yan Cha's expression was flat, earnest but affirmative, "Don't lose her again."

Jian Yanzuo listened to these words for a long time, but never made a statement.Then, walking back to Yan Cha, "Who knows more about her fake identity, you or Mr. Ye?"

"Ms. Ye." A smile slowly spread from the corner of Yan Cha's mouth, "Coincidentally, he just asked me about Jo's real identity."

The one that should belong to Chi Qiaoqi all along, when she has returned, everything including her identity will gradually return with her.

Until, try to restore as much as possible, the state before she left at the earliest.

These are the deepest secrets that have been hidden in Chi Qiaoqi's heart.After going through it, and then in the years that have survived a little bit, peel off the bitterness and hide it in the innermost part.I don't want to tell others, and every time I feel sad, I endure it alone.

But now, those sufferings have melted into her body.

Jian Yan listened and thought.It seemed that the proud little girl was injured and shed tears, but deliberately turned her back on the crowd.When confronted, but still smile.

At this moment, he felt even more distressed.

Want to see her more.

The velvet box was gently closed.

Jian Yanzuo got up slowly, walked slowly to the side cabinet, opened a drawer on one side, and put it in.

Chi Qiaoqi hasn't come back, it's been such a long time.

Jian Yan frowned slightly, got up slowly, and walked out of the room.

Walking to the kitchen, it is easy to see Chi Qiaoqi.I can't see the expression, but I can feel the inexplicable loneliness.

Jian Yan walked closer to the left, and before Chi Qiaoqi saw him, she already understood her little emotions, so obvious.So he deliberately coughed a few times, his voice was so low that it was a little chaotic, "I'm hungry."

Chi Qiaoqi has been a little distracted, and he obviously doesn't notice Jian Yanzuo's fleeting thoughts.Hearing him say it, I just thought it was true.So he lifted the remaining covers in a hurry, and explained in a slightly urgent voice, "Mother Feng told me to take it while it's hot."

Chi Qiaoqi originally said urgently, but he didn't expect to touch Jian Yanzuo's slightly frowned eyebrows, "From the small kitchen?"

Chi Qiaoqi nodded subconsciously.

"Nothing else?" Jian Yan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and his expression began to be a little disgusted, "Forget it, I have no appetite."

"There's a bowl of porridge." Chi Qiaoqi almost blurted out, touched Jian Yan's slightly interested expression, and added embarrassingly, "I just boiled it, but it's a bit cold."

Jian Yanzuo really couldn't bear to touch Chi Qiaoqi's timid emotions, so he stepped forward, touched the wall of the bowl with his finger, and said lightly, "This is very good."

A few very light words instantly lit up the small light in Chi Qiaoqi's eyes, and his tone was a little surprised, "Is it okay?"

"Very well." Jian Yanzuo nodded affirmatively, her smile was a little shallow, but it never disappeared.

On the contrary, together with her, it became more and more intense.

Jian Yan Zuo actually didn't have much appetite, insisted on drinking half a bowl of porridge, and it was already difficult to swallow.

I wanted to find a reason to explain a little bit, but the moment I looked up, I caught Chi Qiaoqi's shining eyes who were by the side.With expectations that are usually difficult to reveal, there is even a trace of joy of being affirmed.

Seeing him look up, his eyes widened slightly, "What else do you need?"

So I couldn't bear anything, and shook my head slightly, "No."

Then continue to drink up the porridge little by little.

The doctor, who smelled of disinfectant all over his body, really had a crow's mouth, and Jianyan Zuo started to have a fever again later.It seemed that there was something in the stomach, the fingers became no longer so cold, but the belly of the fingers became hotter and hotter.

Chi Qiaoqi sat beside him for a while, and the time on the thermometer was finally about the same. Facing the light, the highest point of the mercury column was a little higher than expected, "39.2°C."

"En." Jian Yanzuo responded slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "It's okay."

Compared with before, the spirit has indeed improved.

Chi Qiaoqi twisted a warm towel, and helped Jian Yanzuo wipe his exposed hands and feet several times.

Then stop for half an hour, and measure again. 39.4°C, the rise was less than 0.5°C in half an hour, which was within the controllable range.

Chi Qiaoqi called Xiao Sui to explain the situation, and included his own reference opinions.Not long after Xiao Sui hung up the phone, he quickly returned the unanimous opinion from Lian Wei.

Before Chi Qiaoqi hung up the phone, Jian Yanzuo had already read the message from Chi Qiaoqi's expression, "It doesn't matter, right?"

"Well, let's observe for a while." Chi Qiaoqi put the phone aside, held his breath and listened for a few seconds while turning around, and gave a pertinent suggestion, "But I think it is necessary to breathe some more oxygen, I feel you breathing Somewhat heavy."

Very keen insight, but Jian Yanzuo still waved his hand, "No need."

With a little stubbornness.

Chi Qiaoqi didn't insist any more, put his fingers together, and gently passed through Jian Yan's left palm, fitting them together, and tested it, "It's still a little hot."

After speaking, he stood up and reached out to get a towel.

"No need." Jian Yan clenched the hand she wanted to leave tightly, and looked at her with a peaceful expression, "That's fine."

Such warm words do not hide it.Like hot chocolate sauce poured on ice cream, it melts all the softness silently.

His hands were slightly hot, and hers were slightly cold. The place where they held each other gradually produced a temperature between cold and hot.

That temperature is called "warm".

Chi Qiaoqi's nose was a little sore, and all the sourness from before seemed to be released in an instant, "You obviously weren't going to talk to me before."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel aggrieved, "And asked Xiao to help lie to me with his brother."

Originally, I wanted to add something to increase the bargaining chip for the complaint.

But he only felt that his hands were being gripped slightly harder. Looking sideways, Jian Yan's eyes were full of doting eyes, and he sighed helplessly, "What should I do with you."

A very subtle ending, and when it was slowly stopped, it rose again, "Tell me a story."

"Huh?" Chi Qiaoqi asked subconsciously, "What?"

But she fell into Jian Yan Zuo's tender eyes, "Everything is fine."

No matter what the story is, as long as it's yours, it's fine.

The temperature in the room is just right, and the lighting is just right, for any story, even if it's uneventful.

"When I was in the rehabilitation ward, I once met such a little boy, six or seven years old, who broke his right arm because he fell down the steps too mischievously. When he was transferred to the rehabilitation ward, he was by my side." Chi Qiaoqi gradually recalled , frowning slightly troubled, "It was really a headache at the time, he was very young, he didn't know how to listen to adults, he could jump from the window of the ward to his own bed with one arm hanging every day, and to be honest , At that time, I had no way to deal with such a child, so I always thought that he was really a devil in the world, and I even hoped that he would get better soon and stay away from my sight as soon as possible."

Jian Yanzuo smiled softly, "I can imagine."

"The environment of the rehabilitation ward is actually more complicated than that of the general ward, because it is easy to encounter some embarrassing situations. For example, one time, because I was late changing the dressing for a patient, the family members accompanying him began to be a little bit reluctant. Threatening to complain to me." Chi Qiaoqi sighed helplessly, "I didn't speak English very well at first, and when I got anxious, I didn't know what to say. In fact, it was a few or two sentences. Things that can be explained clearly turned into a rather chaotic situation inexplicably in the end."

It seemed that the little girl in front of her was at a loss at that time, she lowered her head and did not argue.

Jian Yan left with a calm expression and a slightly comforting voice, "What happened later."

"It was the little boy who helped me." Chi Qiaoqi said with a slight smile, "He is so small, with his arms hanging, his face was flushed red, and he looked annoyed."

But it was such a little boy, who never flinched from his argument to the final peace.In the end, he even called his mother, who is a lawyer, and acted like a little adult.She, who was much older than him, was unconditionally protected under his wings.

"After he was discharged from the hospital, he even gave me a bouquet of small flowers." Chi Qiaoqi gestured with his hands, "It's small, but very beautiful."

It was indeed a very small handful, placed on her usual seat, without a card or explanation, but Chi Qiaoqi didn't need to guess, he knew where it came from.

"It's a very warm story." Jian Yan Zuo Yuyan affirmed, "Perhaps all boys at that age have such a mentality. The more they like someone, the more they have to show indifference, and even participate in the bullying team."

"Really?" Chi Qiaoqi asked back, and then slowly elongated his tone, "Then why did you treat me so well when you were that age."

Is it okay?Jian Yanzuo can't help falling into memories.Let her grow up according to his ideal appearance, let her lose her hobbies, abandon her personality, and even threaten her to send her back to the orphanage in order to achieve her goal.Can this kind of treatment be called good?

Chi Qiaoqi didn't know what Jian Yanzuo was thinking at this moment, all she saw was that his breathing was slowing down, and tiredness could be clearly seen in his eyes.

So he was slowly laid flat, and the oxygen generator was turned on again.This time, Jian Yanzuo did not refuse.Breathing oxygen, the frown between brows seemed to relax a bit.

"Sleep for a while." Chi Qiaoqi got up and turned off the main light, leaving a wall lamp, sat back by the bed, and patiently waited for Jianyan to close his eyes.

Almost only for a minute or two, Jian Yan's left breathing gradually became calm, as if he fell asleep.

Chi Qiaoqi sat aside for a long time, until Jian Yanzuo fell asleep completely.

The room was a bit dark, and she didn't want to sit in a well-lit place, but just sat on a slightly wider chair, looking at him without moving her eyes.

At this moment, Chi Qiaoqi truly felt that existence was such a fortunate thing.

Just like at this moment, she is here, and he is also there.

In the early morning, the temperature on Jian Yan's left forehead finally dropped.

Chi Qiaoqi tidied up the surroundings, went into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of hot tea, and drank more than half of the cup before he relaxed a bit.

She has seen many faces in the hospital, sad, numb, and sentimental.The same sad story, but the participants in the story are changing every day.

Not long before that, they almost became participants in a new story.

Chi Qiaoqi didn't even want to think about it, he already felt palpitations.The heating in the room was fully turned on, but she still felt cold.After adding some water, she held the teacup tightly, obviously there was warmth coming, but she still felt that it was not enough.

She hadn't felt this way for a long time, this kind of fear from the inside out.In the past six years, no matter how difficult life was and how hopeless everything she faced, she never felt so terrible.

She actually, almost lost him.Moreover, it was she herself who almost ended all of this.

Chi Qiaoqi never imagined what she would be like without such a person.

She will not enter Chi’s house, and will not face the pain of losing her parents.Moreover, she won't bear everything she shouldn't have to face.

Perhaps, will grow up in an ordinary family.Have a stable job and marry a man who is not annoying.And finally, slowly getting old.

Perhaps without him, this should be the life she should have.Doomed to be ordinary and stable, doomed to be far away from the waves, and doomed not to know, when you love someone, you are willing to endure hardships and ups and downs.And, always choose to persevere.

Perhaps, if she was given the chance, she would be able to see it all from the moment it started.She might still choose to hold Jian Yan's left hand at the very first moment.

This choice has nothing to do with thoughts or emotions. Its most fundamental reason is called destiny.

That night, Chi Qiaoqi hardly closed his eyes.The TV was on, turned to silent, and dimly lit all night.On the table are the sketches she used to clear her mind, the colorful and chaotic colors are really horrible.

At around six o'clock, I leaned on the sofa in a daze for a while, and then I checked that the time was about the same, I went to the room and took a look at Jian Yanzuo, and saw that he was still asleep, so I took my coat and went out.

It seems that no one really comes to this house on weekdays, and there is almost nothing left in the refrigerator except for the basics.Compared with the thoughtful and meticulous preparation before, it was a little barren.

But she felt inexplicably happy for what she could do for him at this moment.

Before going out, Chi Qiaoqi wrote a small list, and roughly everything he wanted to buy was listed on the list. It was a small one, and the samples were not too many, so it was completed quickly.

Turning around and going back, Jian Yanzuo still didn't wake up, maintaining the same appearance as before she left, as if she hadn't been disturbed at all.

Chi Qiaoqi prepared everything step by step. It wasn't a sumptuous meal, but it was considered an extraordinary performance.

After arranging everything, she walked into the room and called Jian Yanzuo.

After two or three beeps, Jian Yanzuo quickly opened his eyes.Probably still exhausted, his eyes were a little misty and foggy.

Chi Qiaoqi slowly lifted him up, leaned against the head of the bed and gasped for breath for a long time, and then gradually began to wake up.

He stretched out his hand and lightly stopped Chi Qiaoqi from reaching out to support him again, as if refusing her support, "Go and call Xiao Suilai."

Almost subconsciously, the position has been made clear.

Chi Qiaoqi didn't dodge, and called him by first and last name in a calm voice. "Left in a nutshell."

The three words that are very familiar, but when they are actually said, they feel a little strange.

Taking advantage of his pause, Chi Qiaoqi squatted down formally, "We all need others sometimes, including you."

Looking at him as he spoke, there was some faint persistence in his words, "A lot of times, I'm not so lucky to show up just when you need it."

After a slight pause, she put her hand on his very gently, with some strength and more firmness, "But I hope that when I happen to be here, you will never push me away."

Such an expression of strength, after she finished speaking, there was such a shred of timidity that he would refuse.

Fortunately, as she had hoped, he didn't.

Chi Qiaoqi's cooking skills are actually not very good, maybe everyone has something they are good at and not good at.

Just like her, she may be able to make a complicated and gorgeous Fengguanxiapei after several accumulations, but she is still a little bit behind in the extremely simple porridge and side dishes.

Of course, it generally seems to be enough.But compared to Jian Yanzuo's little hand in Weitinglu before, especially, compared to the exquisite ones sent by Feng's mother yesterday, she still feels that it lacks too much.

But in short, Zuo eats a lot.I drank some porridge, ate some side dishes, and then ate one and a half more spinach pancakes at her suggestion, silently and meticulously.

After dinner, she washed the dishes and he went back to the room.Without too much communication, it seems to have become a tacit understanding.

After packing up everything, Chi Qiaoqi took a glass of honey water and sent it to Jian Yanzuo.

The computer on the table was turned on, and Jian Yan was sitting on the chair in front of the table with a Bluetooth headset on his left ear, communicating with the other party very seriously.

Seeing her come in, she nodded her head and paused for three seconds, as if waiting for the other side to finish a sentence, and said softly, "Wait for me a moment."

Then, in some bright natural light, he smiled leisurely at Chi Qiaoqi, "Ke Ke, come here."

Chi Qiaoqi walked over and put the cup on a corner of the table, "Huh?"

"How is your spoken language?" Jian Yan pulled the chair next to her, patted the chair surface, and signaled Chi Qiaoqi to sit down.

"It's okay." Chi Qiaoqi was a little puzzled, "Why?"

"Help me simulate an interview." Jian Yan stood up while talking on the left, "The previous interview format was a bit serious, and Tim intends to change it to a more relaxed one."

Ok.Chi Qiaoqi nodded, sat up straight, and faced Tim on the other side of the screen, "hi."

The atmosphere was indeed as relaxed as Jian Yanzuo said. For more than ten minutes, small talk accounted for almost half of it.Almost without knowing it, Tim announced the end of the conversation with a smile.

Afterwards, Jian Yanzuo turned off the video and asked for Chi Qiaoqi's opinion, "How about it.

"It's really easy, but, isn't it a bit too easy?" Chi Qiaoqi said seriously and pertinently, "The conversations are all about personal experience and opinions, about job intentions and company culture. The content is not involved at all."

Jian Yan leaned leisurely on the wall, holding a cup, and listened carefully to Chi Qiaoqi's analysis, "Well, I will give him your opinion back."

Being able to help him a little bit, Chi Qiaoqi naturally felt happy, as if his mood became bright and clear in an instant.

Push Jian Yanzuo back to the bed, come out with a cup, and walk to the door, but Chi Qiaoqi suddenly feels something is wrong.

Groups like Jane's, once there are job vacancies, they usually look for targets by themselves or directly seek help from headhunting companies.However, interviews using such a conventional method either require a large number of recruits, or the recruits do not need to be of a high level.

If it was the latter, Jian Yanzuo would naturally not intervene in person, and it was impossible for the recruiter to have such a long discussion with him because he wanted to change the format of the interview.Therefore, Jane's recruitment this time is likely to be quite large.

As Chi Qiaoqi thought about it, the joy in his heart just now was gradually replaced by the uneasiness that emerged.If it was a large-scale recruitment, it could only be due to a large number of vacancies. How could a company like Jane's, which is already quite mature, have so many vacancies in a short period of time.

Putting together these scattered clues, Chi Qiaoqi gradually sketched out a conjecture that he was unwilling to accept. Does the large number of vacant positions mean that the internal struggle of Jane's has already started or has already begun.

Chi Qiaoqi looked in from the door, and Jian Yan had a calm expression on his left, as if he had fallen asleep.It was like having a sweet dream, there was no dispute, no noise in the dream, everything was peaceful like his original dream.

Maybe she was thinking too much, even if her inference was correct, all of this was still out of her control.

Chi Qiaoqi gently brought the door over, completely shutting out all speculation.

Chi Qiaoqi didn't sleep much last night, and after eating, he was naturally sleepy, so he leaned against the sofa and fell asleep easily.

This sleep was extraordinarily stable and long. It seemed that there was no dream, but it seemed to be full of sweet taste.

After waking up, the warm and soft bed, the light stolen from the thin curtains, all the good things are still in a dream.

Chi Qiaoqi looked around with some enjoyment, but in an instant, he suddenly woke up.

Turned off the bed and ran barefoot to Jian Yan Zuo Yuan's room.Sure enough, just like her premonition, everything in the room was neatly tidied up, the curtains were open, and it was unobstructed and clean.

In the living room, the mess she didn't clean up last night has been sorted out.The original messy notes, the original scattered pencils, the original rubber crumbs that fell everywhere.Now, it's all gone.

In the pencil case, colored pencils are neatly stacked inside.The thickness of the lead, the transition of the color, there is no mistake, just like the good old days before.

Chi Qiaoqi doesn't know what other people's memories are like, but in her memory, when she was young, besides whose skirts were better and whose water bottle was replaced, the most common thing among children was to compare their mothers. The pencil is sharpened nicely.

At that time, elementary school students basically didn't need a pencil sharpener. In the morning, my mother brought five or six thin pencils to sharpen.

Of course Chi Qiaoqi will have such luck, but Qiao Duo and Chi Jinyuan will go on business trips from time to time, and sometimes they don't even go home for three or two days because of work, so of course they can't take care of the little things between the children. mood.

Thinking about it now, I don't know if it was luck, she had never been ridiculed by children even unintentionally in this regard.Even if Qiao Duo and Chi Jinyuan don't go home for a week, her pencil will still be so beautiful because she has brother Nuan.

This is not something worth talking about. In today’s shopping malls, there are all kinds of pencil sharpeners, and the sharpened pencils are beautiful and easy to use. Even kindergarten children can quickly complete this simple task by themselves. To the job that won't work.

But in Chi Qiaoqi's memory, the feeling that even a little self-esteem will be well protected.Even looking at it now, it still makes her feel that something has fermented her heart, which is a little sour.

But now, a box full of colored pencils, in the soft and bright light of the morning, is so beautiful that it really seems like a work of art.It seems to have traveled through so many years, from more than ten years ago to the memory of this moment.

Chi Qiaoqi brushed slowly, and re-buttoned the pencil case.The metal plum blossom buckle makes a slight noise when it is buckled, and it is very clear in the quiet space.

"Brother Jane?" she called tentatively.

The very thin voice, in the throat, seemed to come out after several twists and turns.

Even though it was difficult, in return, there was still silence.

Chi Qiaoqi supported the corner of the table, stood up slowly, and finally confirmed the fact that he was left behind again.

There may be extremely convincing reasons for such abandonment.Maybe it was because he had a job to deal with, or maybe someone else needed his help in an urgent matter, but such an inexplicable disappearance touched the part of Chi Qiaoqi's heart that he feared the most without any concealment.

Just like six years ago, he hung up on her without any explanation.

Because his emotions were a little chaotic, Chi Qiaoqi didn't notice any noise at the beginning.

When he turned around holding all the things on the table, he saw Jian Yanzuo with a normal face carrying things and changing shoes at the door, Chi Qiaoqi experienced a short circuit of thinking for the first time.

In the end, it was Jian Yan who frowned and sized her up for a long time before saying, "Going out?"

After nearly half a minute, Chi Qiaoqi took a deep breath and restrained almost every word, "Where did you go?"

"Buy lunch." Jian Yan changed her slippers on the left, walked over here, and shook the clearly marked bag in her hand, "It's still hot, come and eat."

Xu met Chi Qiaoqi's hesitant and dazed expression.

Jian Yanzuo's doubt suddenly appeared, "What's wrong?"

What responded to him was her sudden hug.It can't even be called a hug. He bumped his head down, and even hugged a bunch of notebook-like things tightly in his hands.Very flustered and frizzy, and even touched some of his painful wounds.

But he knew with absolute certainty that she wanted to give him a hug.He can always understand everything she wants to express, just like when she was a child, in those moments when she couldn't express.

Such a hug with a strong sense of identity seems to really no longer need any extra words.

So, he freed up his free hand, and hugged her tightly.

It seems to be thinner.But it's truer than ever.

At that moment, Chi Qiaoqi felt like a moth, with desperate persistence.

She had an inexplicable premonition that one day, their trajectories would be estranged and separated.And the reason, she couldn't see it now.

Maybe he was walking too fast, or maybe she couldn't follow anymore.

But at this moment, she has only one thought.

If they were destined to separate, she only hoped that this moment would be later, and later.

(End of this chapter)