Host, You're Targeted

The weekend before the May Day holiday, Fu Jiyao finally ushered in a six week weekend.

I wanted to take Liang Jingyi to a sweet weekend, but when I told him that he was going to attend an academic forum on Saturday.

"I was chosen by our major to give a speech, and Mr. Lin asked me to go with him. Moreover, I have to prepare the speech manuscript," Liang Jingyi sat at the computer desk to revise the manuscript he would like to use tomorrow. "Are you coming back tonight? You can go out for a walk when you come back. "

Fu Jiyao was paralyzed in the chair of the police station, sighing, holding a pillow to block his face. He said wrongly, "I have an evening shift tonight. When are you going to attend the academic forum tomorrow? Where is the place? Is it far? Not tonight, right? Then I won't see you tomorrow morning? "

Liang Jingyi opened one side of the schedule, "you go home from work tomorrow to make up your sleep. Don't come to me. The meeting place is in Lucheng Medical University. It starts at 1:00 p.m., but I want to go to school early in the morning. Now you know Dr. Lin who is taking me in the hospital. He and my tutor are old friends. Tomorrow morning I will go to school with him to see my tutor. I will meet other experts. I should have dinner with them at noon. "

Fu Jiyao heard that it was not easy to have his turn on the weekend. All of a sudden, he was not happy.

He collapsed on the back of his chair, with his long legs hooked up to the table in front of him. The back of the chair was against the wall, and he stretched himself by the support of the chair, just like a human column placed on the stool obliquely.

The door of the rest room was open. Qin Cong came in with two cups of coffee. As soon as he pushed the door, he saw Fu Jiyao holding a chair and pillow, still blocking the road. His body behind his head twisted like a flexible earthworm.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Cong put the coffee on the table.

Fu Jiyao, who had been hemming at his boyfriend with his face covered, stood up in front of Qin Cong by pulling off his pillow.

"Qin team!"

Qin Cong walked past him, moved another stool, sat down, pushed the coffee on the table and handed it to him, "here, have some coffee, and be more energetic when patrolling at night."

"OK, thank you Qin."

Fu Jiyao is still holding his mobile phone and sticking it to his ear. His face is full of embarrassment.

The picture of him twisting his body and playing coquettish with Liang Jingyi just now must be very strange

Liang Jingyi heard his voice and didn't want to disturb his work, so he hung up first.

"Are you still busy? Hang up first, and pay attention to safety when patrolling at night. I'll see you at the end of tomorrow afternoon and you'll have a good sleep at home. Every night you stay up is one minute closer to sudden death, but you can't do anything about it. Don't come to me tomorrow morning. Go home and have a good sleep

After the instructions, Liang Jingyi hung up the phone and didn't even give Fu Jiyao time to say goodbye.

"What are you doing with your cell phone? Who are you talking to? " Qin Cong saw Fu Jiyao frozen there and asked.

Fu Jiyao mechanically put the mobile phone down, pretending to smile and cover up: "no, just watch a small video."

Qin Cong obviously didn't believe him. His eyes narrowed and his smile showed that he could see through everything. "You are in love. You said to watch the video, tut Tut, whose girl?"

Fu Jiyao is still struggling, "really not."

"Come on, you!" "Qin Cong also pointed to the words behind the wall

Fu Jiyao: Yes, I am in love. "