Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Mu Yanzhu took Jiang Qingchi's phrase "lack of money to spend" in mind, and transferred him 800 yuan.

Jiang Qingchi confiscated.

"Are you stupid?"

"I'll pay it back when you have money." Mu Yanzhu replied.

"What if I don't pay you back, hollow out your money, and hack you directly?"

"It's okay, I volunteered it anyway."

Like a person, she is willing to pay for him, not to mention that she has liked him since she was seven years old.

On the bus, I met him by chance and kissed him before I left. I wonder if he remembers it.

Jiang Qingchi: "A girl like you can easily be played by other boys."

"I don't give other boys a chance."

"Yes, you just love my beauty!"

"More than that, I like everything about you."

Then Jiang Qingchi never responded to her again.

Mu Yanzhu was annoyed for a while.

Why do you want to be so blunt, is it too proactive?

Alas, but it is too late to withdraw. If it takes more than two minutes, there is no way to cancel. The heart that has been in love for 17 years is even more difficult to recover.

...

Since adding Jiang Qingchi, Mu Yanzhu has sent him good morning, afternoon and good night every day.

Be punctual and accurate, and the rest dare not post, for fear that Jiang Qingchi will be bothered by her.

But even so, Jiang Qingchi has returned to her very few times.

Mu Yanzhu always felt that she and Jiang Qingchi were not from the same world.

She is introverted and quiet, and he is arrogant. Such people are destined to be surrounded.

For example, yesterday afternoon, she walked out of the cafeteria and saw Jiang Qingchi head on.

He wore a black jacket and walked in the sun. He was very handsome. The three or two boys around him were bleak and colorless against his light.

Then he passed by her, as if he hadn't noticed her at all, his expression was indifferent, like two strangers who were not familiar with each other, each of whom greeted each other differently, and passed by.

Thinking of this, Mu Yanzhu walked on the road and couldn't help sighing.

It's already good to be able to add him, and it's good to be a friend without seeking association, isn't it?

"Aye,"

A gust of wind blows, and Mu Yanzhu has a bit of a cold these days, and his nose is very itchy.

When he raised his head after sneezing, he was stunned.

Standing in front of her was Jiang Qingchi.

Hastily stepped back.

"Sorry, I have a cold."

"Oh."

Jiang Qingchi turned the basketball in his hand and left.

Mu Yanzhu rubbed her nose, and her intestines were blue with regret. She would never walk with her head down again. The sneeze didn't hit him just now!

Embarrassed to death.

...

After Jiang Qingchi played the ball, he went back to the dormitory to take a shower, and then went to study at night.

At the beginning of school, the disciplinary inspection department strictly checked people, so he arrived in the classroom early, and now he doesn't check people. He gets stuck every time, or if he comes a few minutes late, someone will give him a place anyway.

What he most annoys this broken school is that there is no elevator, and the students of the finance department have to climb the fifth floor for evening self-study.

When I reached the fifth floor, I heard the sound of dragging the legs of the table above my head.

Jiang Qingchi frowned.

The fifth floor is the highest building in the Erudition Building, and there are classrooms above?

Looking up, it turned out that there was still a step, and I went up curiously, there is really a sixth floor.

But the sixth floor is very narrow, like a storage room, many brooms and mops are placed together, and there is a table in the most corner.

A man sat at the table.

With her back to Jiang Qingchi, Mu Yanzhu was working attentively on the laptop. She brought a lamp and placed it next to the table, blowing her nose from time to time. The plastic bag hanging next to her contained a bag of toilet paper.

Jiang Qingchi stood behind her, leaning against the wall, wondering why he hadn't seen this silly girl these days.

She seemed to be particularly withdrawn. Every time she found an empty classroom to stay by herself. There was no empty classroom for self-study at night, and she didn't know where she went. It turned out to be here for work.

Seeing Mu Yanzhu tapping the keyboard quickly with both hands, Jiang Qingchi pursed the corners of his mouth.

Nobody’s job is easy.

Not everyone is as rich as their Jiang family.

Mu Yanzhu had a cold and her nose was not breathable, and she was so uncomfortable that she had to drink two sips of water when she picked up the thermos cup——

"Hey--"

Suddenly, with a throat, Mu Yanzhu shivered with fright, and the cup crashed to the ground, and the hot water splashed out and burned the back of her hand.

Jiang Qingchi bent over to pick up the cup for her, glanced at her hand, "Is it all right?"

"it's okay no problem."

Mu Yanzhu rubbed the red back of his hand and looked at him, "Why are you here."

Jiang Qingchi didn't answer, he took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Return your money."

"No need! You can hold it."

"..."

Jiang Qingchi turned around without explaining.

Mu Yanzhu was anxious, and pulled his sleeve, "Don't delete me."

He glanced at her, hmm, flicked her away.

Mu Yanzhu felt lost.

It's good, how can I pay her back...

...

From that day on, Jiang Qingchi went to the sixth floor to sit in the evening self-study room.

Mu Yanzhu knows that he likes to drink yogurt, every time he puts a bottle of yogurt in advance and waits, he can't make it, the milk is here.

"You are alone in this dark place all day long, are you not afraid?"

Jiang Qingchi came again, sat down on the chair next to Mu Yanzhu, naturally picked up the bottle of yogurt on the table, and drank it.

This place is quite quiet, much better than a messy classroom.

Mu Yanzhu: "I'm used to it, there's nothing to be afraid of. I have lived by myself since I was a child."

"Oh."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Say."

"What's your birthday?"

"December 24, what happened?"

"It's still early, I'll have my birthday next week."

Next week?

Jiang Qingchi raised his brows, "You have the same birthday as my mother."

Yannian’s birthday is July 25. I remember that a long time ago, Yannian ridiculed that he had the same birthday as his father. Later, if he had a wife on the same birthday as his mother, he saved two birthdays.

Mu Yanzhu watched him, "Can I invite you to dinner and watch a movie that day? I will pay."

"talk later!"

Jiang Qingchi stood up, copied his pockets with one hand, and his eyebrows were bright and darkened by the lamp on the table.

"Why do you think about spending money on men all day?"

"I--!"

Mu Yanzhu was speechless.

Don't I just spend money for yourself!

"My living expenses are earned by myself, and the money I give you is also the money I earn, not my parents' money."

"understood."

This man is going away.

Mu Yanzhu settled down and continued to work.

You must work hard these days to get income!

Koi are a minority, and most people are rewarded by God. The principle of no effort, no gain always applies.

Today I wrote too much. It was half past ten after I finished writing and there was no sound downstairs.

It's time to go, uncle security, don't close the door.

Mu Yanzhu packed his schoolbags and went downstairs. She was startled when she saw the boy leaning on the corridor on the fifth floor.

She was scared twice by Jiang Qingchi today.

"Why haven't you left?"

Jiang Qingchi raised his left wrist, it was half past ten.

"Don't get me wrong, we just finished class."

"Aren't you studying at night at nine o'clock?"

"Can't I do my homework?"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Mu Yanzhu came back to his senses and followed Jiang Qingchi.

Jiang Qingchi changes into a different outfit every day, but black is his favorite. He always wears a pair of high-top clean canvas shoes under his feet.

When he walked, he slid his pockets with one hand, his eyes kept straight and his back was straight.

Mu Yanzhu has been watching Jiang Qingchi for a long time, wanting to engrave the back of his head in his heart.

Just follow him from the quiet study room through the empty road to the avenue with street lights.

No one spoke, one after another, the atmosphere was quiet but exceptionally moved.

Then Mu Yanzhu walked downstairs to his dormitory and wanted to say goodbye to Jiang Qingchi, but found that he had already gone far.

The man walked to the intersection, paused, and glanced at her dormitory building.

He took a natural look, then retracted his gaze and walked in the direction of his dormitory.

This look made Mu Yanzhu's heart surging.

An unrealistic idea suddenly popped up in my mind:

This boy, who will be her husband in the future, should be so good.

...

Mu Yanzhu returned to the dormitory and opened his schoolbag, and saw a box of cold medicine and a box of band-aids inside.

Stunned.

Wouldn't it be given by Jiang Qingchi?

Thinking of this possibility, he pursed his lips and smiled.

Only after laughing did I know that I had to choose a course.

She doesn't have enough credits for the general elective course, so she has to choose another course.

Every time a course is selected, the school’s network freezes.

Mu Yanzhu was not in a hurry, but she was in a good mood today after everyone had chosen her.

I originally wanted to take the course of Appreciation of English and American Literature, but I took a step slower, and I was full.

I have no choice but to choose another, contemporary popular culture.

In class tomorrow, she went alone, found a place to sit down, and looked around casually. She wanted to see what the teacher looked like, but she was attracted by the black figure diagonally in front of her.

Jiang Qingchi!

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Qingchi.

"You also chose contemporary popular culture, I am also in this class, I am two rows behind you!"

"I saw you when you came in."

"Hahahaha, right? What a coincidence hahahaha."

Jiang Qingchi replied with a series of ellipsis.

Mu Yanzhu: "Oh, yes, did you give me cold medicine and band-aids?"

"Return your yogurt money."

"Um... I actually don't take western medicine. There are side effects. I can get a cold on my own. Even if I have a fever, it's less than 40 degrees.

After talking a lot, Jiang Qingchi has no birds for her.

Mu Yanzhu scratched his head awkwardly, and did not say much, put down the phone and listened.

I felt a little itchy face during class. I turned on the front camera and saw two pimples beside my nose.

One left and one right are very symmetrical, like two small red beans.

The red beans are delicious, but they don't look good!

How do you meet people like this?

Just for these two acne, Mu Yanzhu walked away for a lesson. After school, everyone in the classroom was gone. She took up her schoolbag and left, looking down at the two acne on the phone screen while walking.

Squeeze it?

Then apply some aloe vera gel to heal faster, otherwise she is already very shabby, and when facing Jiang Qingchi in the future, she will not be able to lift her head even more.

"Be careful--"

With a violent force, she dragged her over.

Mu Yanzhu glanced sideways, and a black car brushed past her.

Jiang Qingchi released her arm, "Idiot, don't look at the road while walking."

Mu Yanzhu's eyes became sore.

When he was a child, he did the same on the bus, put his hand on her scalp, and said to her with concern: "Be careful, it hurts to hit the glass."

"Thank you!"

With her straight eyes, Jiang Qingchi was stunned and glared at her, "Idiot, don't look at me."

"Hey, idiots are better than black idiots!"

"What's on both sides of your nose?"

"what?!"

Her little red beans!

How can this be seen by Jiang Qingchi?

She covered her nose with her hands, shook her head and said nothing.

Jiang Qingchi laughed hahaha, "Your two poxes are quite symmetrical, just like a cow with nostrils tied to the land!"

Tethered nostrils...

The cattle on the farm? !

Mu Yanzhu: You are a cow!

...

Jiang Qingchi smiled all the way.

Back in the dormitory and still laughing, the roommate asked him what was wrong, he waved his hand and said it was okay.

I don't know what's funny, but those two acne are really happy.

With the stupid expression on Mu Yanzhu's face, he felt even more happy.

No way, since childhood, the children of their Jiang family have very good skin. He and his siblings have never had acne, their skin is smooth, delicate and elastic.

Yannian said that it was genetically related. Neither she nor Jiang Beiyuan had acne when they were adolescent.

But his roommate also had acne, and some had acne. How could he find Mu Yanzhu’s acne funny.

It was so funny, his face was a little cramped with a smile, rubbed those handsome faces, and called Jiang San'er.

"San'er, you and Chun'er didn't have pimples. Send me a photo if they do!"

Jiang Jingming: "Why don't you get acne?"

"Cut, what do I grow when I am 20? I am no longer young."

"Why are you so happy today?"

Jiang San'er knows the key points very well, and speaks concisely, "Are you in love again?"

I remember that Jiang Qingchi High School talked about a girlfriend who was a school girl and was chased by countless boys.

Jiang Qingchi chased him casually and got it, but within two weeks he broke up with the other person, saying that the other party was too clingy and she was an eldest lady who was unable to take care of herself.

Jiang Qingchi: "Except for our mother, godmother, and Chun'er, women all look the same these days, what can we talk about?"

Jiang San'er hummed in agreement, "That's right."

Both brothers are blind!

See too many beauties, two calmly!

Jiang Qingchi hung up, and Mu Yanzhu's face appeared in his mind, and the two symmetrical acne were all the same size.

Well, let alone, the cattle on the farmland are recognizable.

...

Mu Yanzhu's brain circuit is quite novel.

If you have acne, I think it’s time to get a haircut and change the hairstyle, maybe it can weaken the acne on the face.

When her hair reaches her waist, go to the barbershop and tell the barber that she can cut her shoulders.

They made an OK gesture, letting Mu Yanzhu feel relieved!

Then click a few scissors down, oops, let me go, cut it short.

"Little sister, I accidentally cut it short. Can't I give you a simple practice?"

Mu Yanzhu looked at the length sideways. It was okay, not too short, just right.

"That's OK, you can fix it easily!"

Facts have proved that you should never listen to what the barber said to make a simple repair!

His simple repair is to cut you a large piece of hair!

After finishing the repair, I thought about the shoulders, but now it's the neck. Mu Yanzhu wants to cry.

"It's too short to tie up."

The barber set her shape, "It looks pretty, this new hairstyle suits you well, it looks small and it's very clean."

"Then... can you see the pimples on my face?"

"Ah? Where do you have acne?"

Mu Yanzhu loves to hear these words. It seems that the hairstyle really has the effect of weakening the acne, and went back to school happily.

I went to the cafeteria for dinner the next morning. I saw Jiang Qingchi at window 13 and just wanted to say hello. People had already seen her and walked over here.

"Niu, you came right in time!"

Mu Yanzhu's hot heart suddenly became chilly...

Isn't this haircut? !

"Actually I am a tiger..."

"I forgot to bring my meal card when I went out, you lend me one of your use, I'll wait a moment--"

"No need to pay it back! I invite you, what do you want to eat?!"

Jiang Qingchi was happy.

Why do you rush to pay a man all the time, and look like he can't wait for him to eat up her wealth.

She is really a silly girl!

"I'll transfer you to WeChat later."

"No need to turn, what do you want to eat? Walk around, sister invites you, you can eat anything."

sister?

Jiang Qingchi followed her, stopped at a window, "I am 20, are you older than me?"

"I'm 24!"

"what?"

"I'm in my senior year, otherwise I don't have so much free time to write all day long?"

Jiang Qingchi said, "You go to school late."

"Yup."

The two found an open space to sit down. This was the first time Mu Yanzhu had a face-to-face meal with Jiang Qingchi, not to mention being more happy.

"Look at me, is there any change?"

She smoothed her hair quietly, and Jiang Qingchi on the other side glanced at her, "What's the change, your acne on both sides of your nose is getting bigger again."

"you really--"

I resisted the urge to explode, when I was a kid, I really didn't realize that this was a straight man.

"I've cut my hair, can't you see it??"

Mu Yanzhu didn't believe that Jiang Qingchi was clumsy.

However, his face suddenly realized that he had just returned to his senses, and she believed it.

"How about this hairstyle?"

"Usually, the face is still that face, so what if you change your head."

After talking, bow your head to eat.

Mu Yanzhu wanted to cry, "Why are you such a straight man? Can you have a wife in the future?"

"Cut, in the future, my wife will be the happiest woman in the world, so take a look!"

Mu Yanzhu stopped talking.

If that happiness has nothing to do with her, what a sad thing.

But such a sunny and active boy, when the time comes, he will choose a good one.

This conjecture was confirmed at noon the next day.

Mu Yanzhu saw Jiang Qingchi eating, and a beautiful girl sat opposite.

The girl has a flower bud head, wearing a suspender skirt, revealing white shoulders and collarbone, especially fairy.

Mu Yanzhu subconsciously touched his collarbone.

Her collarbone is also very good-looking, the two recessed arcs are distinct, but Mu Yanzhu does not like to wear skirts, which are not as comfortable as pants.

I didn't want to look anymore, and felt uncomfortable, as if two pieces of cotton were stuffed in her ears. This cotton made her mind buzzing and her heart was so stuffy.

Love always makes people go to heaven for one second and **** for the next second.

...

Mu Yanzhu was fine in the afternoon, passing the playground and saw Jiang Qingchi playing ball.

Handsome boys, there are always girls who are idiots.

Mu Yanzhu looked around and didn't see the girl who had dinner with Jiang Qingchi at noon.

Couldn't the girlfriend come here?

Before he could take his eyes back, Jiang Qingchi had already walked over.

"Cattle!"

Mu Yanzhu was speechless, "Brother...I am a tiger."

"Are you in physical education?"

"No, I see you, just come and have a look."

She stared at him and saw that his hair was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and there were sweat beads on the tip of his nose. She lifted up her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her face at random, and her slender fingers were round and clean.

"You will buy a few more bottles of yogurt later. I will go to the sixth floor to look for you in the evening for self-study."

"Don't your girlfriend buy it for you?"

"What?"

Mu Yanzhu told him about seeing him eating with a girl at noon.

"You two match well, she looks very nice, just like a little fairy."

"You fool."

"Jiang Qingchi--" someone in the stadium shouted.

Jiang Qingchi walked away.

Mu Yanzhu quite agrees, she is a fool.

A big idiot who has liked him for seventeen years, is only tempted by himself, and wants to support him like a demon.

Why do you like him so much?

I originally thought that I had empathized with another boy, and then I realized that it was him from beginning to end!

Mu Yanzhu left in annoyance.

She doesn't want to go to classroom 520 today, nor does she want to go to the sixth floor.

I want to go to another teaching building and stay alone.

...

Jiang Qingchi went to study at night and habitually went to the sixth floor, but there was no one.

Empty tables and chairs were laid out, and in the dark corners, there was no longer a single orange light.

Go downstairs to classroom 520, no one, only classmates.

The roommate had already given him a place. He threw his schoolbag on the table, sat down, and supported his cheek with one hand.

"What's wrong with you?" a roommate asked, "in a bad mood?"

"No, very good."

It just doesn't feel right, it's weird, it can't be said.

I scratched my head irritably, and opened the game to play two rounds.

It's boring to win.

Something is wrong.

After taking a break between classes, Jiang Qingchi slept on the table.

The roommate poked him on the shoulder, "Why don't you go out between class today?"

"Why are you going out?"

"Didn't you go out every class, it's been more than ten days, the ghost knows what you are going to do."

It turned out so long has passed.

The time to meet Mu Yanzhu was not short.

I took out my mobile phone and found Mu Yanzhu’s WeChat account. I read the few chat records in five minutes. She took the initiative to send him a message every time. He seldom responded. One was lazy, and the other was boring. .

Forget it.

It has been more than ten days, and there will be no sixth floor in the future.

Thinking about going to bed again.

The shoulder was poked twice again.

Jiang Qingchi: "Fatty Li, don't move your grandpa!"

Unexpectedly, it is not the roommate Li Huan, but Xie Zijun, in different dormitories in the same class.

"Is there anything wrong?" Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows lightly and yawned lazily.

Xie Zijun is the handsome boy named Mu Yanzhu "Miss Sister".

"Do you have the contact information of that senior sister, the one who often studies in our classroom, I want to consult her about the postgraduate entrance examination."

Jiang Qingchi frowned.

So many seniors, why have to consult her?

"Yes, why should I give it to you?"

I have known Jiang Qingchi to pull, Xie Zijun is not annoyed, "You haven't dated, right?"

"of course not."

"That's not enough, then I have something to find her, please give it to me."

"..."

Several classmates looked here curiously, but didn't understand who Jiang Qingchi and Xie Zijun were talking about.

Jiang Qingchi pursed his lips, with a stinky face, and sent Mu Yanzhu's WeChat account to Xie Zijun.

After Xie Zijun left, Jiang Qingchi grabbed the phone and sent a message to Mu Yanzhu.

"There is a boy in my class who wants to add you. I gave him your WeChat. You can add it or not."

send out.

Then put the phone aside and continued to get down.

Jiang Qingchi's hair was very soft, like a big wolf dog, and his black hair was given a golden luster when illuminated by the light above his head.

Li Huan glanced at him next to him, and saw a leaf floating in his hair. He was about to take it down for Jiang Qingchi. The man raised his head like a corpse and hit Li Huan's chin directly.

Li Huan grinned, "You are not normal today!"

Jiang Qingchi ignored him, glanced at the phone, but did not reply.

It shouldn't. Usually when he returns to her, she responds in seconds.

"I think you'd better not add him. He is a verbose person and will delay your work."

Send the second WeChat!

Unexpectedly, the news fell to the sea once again.

Jiang Qingchi was so angry that he shut down.

He has never sent so many words to a woman in his life!

No fucking!

...