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After a simple breakfast, Liang Jingyi packed up his things and went downstairs to check out after Fu Jiyao with his small schoolbag on his back.

Fu Jiyao, who was seen last night, was wearing a blue police uniform. Because of the cold and rainy weather, he put on a large fluorescent yellow coat after going out.

It was dark at night, and Liang Jingyi was tired for another day. His attention was focused on "when is the end? Let me go to bed quickly". In addition, Fu Jiyao's hat on his head and his rain shoes under his feet were all used by the police, so he failed to take a careful look at Fu Jiyao's face.

This face is still familiar with the formula, and the familiar smell is that there are changes in hair style and dressing style.

Hair style is short hair that can't be shaped except for forehead hair root, and dressing style is also simple and refreshing.

Although Fu Jiyao is only a probationary police officer, he already has the smell of official police officers.

Liang Jingyi followed him and watched his hair cut so short that it was only longer than an inch. Suddenly, he wanted to touch the stubble on the back of his head.

Looking at the hard touch, I don't know how it feels.

When he wanted to touch it, the elevator also fell to the first floor.

Fu Jiyao turned to look at him, "I'll throw a garbage first, you check out."

"Good."

With these words, one of them went straight out of the door, and the other turned to the front desk to check out.

When Liang Jingyi came to the front desk, there were three girls with big bags and small bags.

He consciously stood behind the girls in line, waiting for them to finish before checking out.

The three girls seemed to have heard what Fu Jiyao said just now and turned their heads to look at Liang Jingyi. Their eyes were so warm and ambiguous that Liang Jingyi could not ignore it.

Liang Jingyi sent a police officer to Liang Weixin, who had come to accompany him. He raised his head to see if the girls had handled the formalities.

As a result, when I looked up, I saw three people turning their heads together.

The eyes of the three girls are full of inexplicable light.

Liang Jingyi: Why are you looking at him like this?

At this time, Fu Jiyao, who went out to throw rubbish, came back. Seeing Liang Jingyi was still in line, he came to him with his hands in his pockets.

"Do you have anything urgent today?"

Liang Jingyi forced himself to take his eyes back from the faces of the three girls with strange expressions and shook his head, "No."

"Don't worry. Take your time."

"Oh."

This inexplicable dialogue made the three girls with strange eyes turn back.

The check-in procedures of the three girls were completed quickly. They carried large bags and small bags into the elevator. Liang Jingyi also went forward to check out.

Leave the hotel and cross the road to the hospital.

In this small section of the road, Fu Jiyao and Liang Jingyi talked about some seemingly chatty topics, but actually they were selfish topics.

"What's your task today?" Fu Jiyao asked.

Liang Jingyi replied indifferently: "watch the operation, write the operation record, get experience from the instructor, practice the needle technique when you are free, and prepare the paper to be published."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Fu Jiyao asked again.

Liang Jingyi squinted at him and said, "No

You're kidding. He's crooked. He doesn't like girls.

"Is there anyone you like?" Fu asked again.

Speaking, the two entered the hospital gate.

Liang Jingyi's pace slowed down. He turned his face to look at Fu Jiyao, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Fu Jiyao's words, or surprised at Fu Jiyao's straightforward words.

"Guess." Liang Jingyi replied without expression.