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How did Yan Deng know?What did the teacher tell her?Teacher, how can you be such a gossip, let alone why are you talking about my home address?

Could it be that the teacher had a premonition that something would happen to him, told Yan Deng my home address, and came to me if the situation was wrong?But what are you looking for?The teacher didn't explain anything.I keep all the letters I wrote before. Could it be that there are secrets hidden in them?

Yan Ji's thoughts raced, and the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became.

The car parked at the twelfth building of Zhengguang New Village, and Yan Ji said cautiously: "Mr. Yan, my house is quite messy, don't mind."

Yan Deng concentrated on reading without raising his head: "I won't go up."

Yan Ji was a little confused, so, is Boss Yan sending himself home specially?

Yan Deng turned a new page with his fingertips, then raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "I'll give you 10 minutes."

"Two 10 minutes?"

"Shower, change clothes, dry hair, go out."

"..."

Yan Ji froze for a few seconds, then pushed the car door under Yan Deng's serious gaze.

Okay, you are a "teacher friend", you are a "life-saving benefactor", Mr. Yan, you can do whatever you want, anyway, if you want money, you will not give it if you want it, and you will not give it if you want sex... You don't need it either.

Refreshing after taking a bath, Yan Ji changed into a set of clean clothes, then quickly opened the drawer, and put a thick pile of letters into the cloth bag.Lock the door, go downstairs and get in the car, 1 minute later than the expected time, Yan Deng has already read less than half of the book in his hand.

Yan Ji pointed to the non-woven bag in his arms, hinting to Yan Deng: "Get it, we can start now."

Seeing her holding a bulging advertising bag, Yan Deng looked excited and nervous, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic: "You pick one more, and I'll give it to you."

Yan Ji was at a loss: "Huh?"

Yan Deng told the driver: "Go to the Motor City."

Yan Ji was completely stunned, didn't he go to the hospital to see the teacher?

Standing outside the gate of BYD 4S, Yan Ji confirmed with Yan Deng again and again, and finally believed that she was really just bringing herself to buy a car.

After coaxing and cheating, Yan Ji finally took Mr. Yan away from the Motor City. Yan Ji felt exhausted when he saw the time: "Mr. Yan, it's almost twelve o'clock. Let's find a place to eat?"

Yan Deng glanced at her and nodded in agreement.

Yan Ji asked: "Does Mr. Yan have any taboos? What would you like to eat?"

Yan Deng was silent, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was lost in thought.

Yan Ji's heart tightened, secretly counting the money in his pocket.She and Yan Deng were separated by [-] or [-] floors, and if the other party ate casually, she might lose her fortune, but Yan Ji felt that it was not appropriate to ask Yan Deng to pay.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, Yan Deng said, "KFC."

Yan Ji: "..."

In the KFC Auto City store, the takeaway boys come in and out at the door, but there are not many customers in the store, occupying a few sofa seats sporadically, playing with mobile phones and typing on computers.

Yan Ji stood with Yan Deng at the ordering counter, studied the menu for 10 minutes, and ordered meals for four people.Fortunately, the price of foreign fast food did not soar with the price, Yan Ji paid the money calmly, feeling a little bit distressed.

The two stood side by side at the dining entrance, and Yan Ji suggested: "Boss Yan, why don't you sit down first?"

Yan Deng looked at the operating room, as if he didn't hear her.

Yan Ji turned his head and there was no sign of the driver. He didn't know if it was because of the rules of the rich family, so he just kept silent and waited awkwardly for the meal.

A full-winged bucket, a set meal for two, several single products, and two dinner plates piled full.Just as Yan Ji was going to pick it up, Yan Deng had already picked up a plate.Yan Ji sneaked a glance at her, and seeing Mr. Yan's mouth turned up, he seemed... very happy?

Yan Ji followed Yan Deng with the dinner plate, wondering in his heart: Is Mr. Yan's family education so strict that he is not allowed to eat junk food?

Yan Deng found a seat by the window, carefully put away the dinner plate, and turned to see Yan Ji behind him.The radiance flowed on the pale cheeks, suddenly more lively and cheerful, like a high school student who received pocket money.

Yan Ji quickened his pace: "Sit down."

Yan Deng nodded slightly, and sat down quite reservedly.Then look at French fries, golden chicken nuggets, popcorn chicken, egg tarts, old Beijing chicken rolls, finger-licking chicken...all of them are observed and examined.

"...President Yan, the sundae is about to melt." Yan Ji picked up the spoon and passed it over, then inserted a straw for her, tore off the lid of the hamburger box and squeezed two bags of ketchup, and finally made his tone as natural as possible, "Before Have you ever eaten KFC?"

Yan Deng was sipping ice cream when he heard this and raised his eyes slightly.Her eye sockets are slightly deep, her pupils are bright black, and her eyes look extraordinarily deep, like the vast night sky or the whirlpool of the deep sea, trying to capture people.

Yan Ji thought that his question offended her, so he quickly lowered his head to pick up French fries, and chattered while eating, as if he really just said casually: "I didn't eat it before I went to college. Later, my classmate introduced me to KFC to work. KFC The wages are calculated by the hour, more work pays more, part-time jobs are good during vacations, I like to go to winter vacations, winter vacations can be very busy, as long as you work for 8 hours, you can get 1.5 times the salary.”

Yan Deng asked with interest: "French fries?"

Yan Ji smiled and said: "How can it be possible to only have French fries? You see, the one who cleans the dishes is the outfield, and the one who makes hamburger and chicken rolls with drinks is the master. The kitchen is in charge of marinating, roasting, and frying, but the French fries are in charge of the front desk. I do the most. The most important thing is the front desk, ordering and catering, French fries, golden chicken nuggets and pies, oh, yes, the receptionist, just to play with the children."

After graduating from university, Yan Ji has already become the deputy manager of that KFC. If it wasn't for his mother, he would probably stay in that city.After all, apart from being too busy and tiring, working at KFC is very good, with simple interpersonal relationships and never in arrears of wages.

The two ate and chatted, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Yan Ji chose his words carefully: "Mr. Yan, is there something important about the teacher's appointment with you?"

Yan Deng opened the hamburger, glanced at it, wrapped it up and stuffed it back, and pinched a piece of golden chicken nugget: "You'd better ask and I can answer."

Yan Ji and Yan Deng met each other's eyes, lowered their heads and took a sip of Coca-Cola, thinking about what she meant: she said she couldn't answer, it meant that the discussion between her and the teacher was very confidential and could not be told to outsiders.

Thinking that he was an outsider, Yan Ji bit the straw and asked another question that bothered him: "Did you also hear the teacher calling for help that night?"

Yan Deng ate the golden chicken nuggets in small bites, and had no intention of answering at all.

Yan Ji took a sip of ice-cola, and his heart sank: "I looked at the driving recorder and calculated the distance, and found that it was impossible to hear the teacher's call for help at that location, and it was very hot that night, so I closed the windows and turned on the air conditioner. ...Although the voice was intermittent, it was very clear, as if it was right next to my ear."

Yan Deng stared at Yan Ji, frowning slightly: "In my ears, or in my mind?"

Her voice is light, with an ethereal inspiration that makes people dare not think deeply.

Yan Ji hesitated: "It seems to be in my mind."

Yan Deng: "It may be auditory hallucinations, earworms, or earworms. A melody suddenly plays in my mind for no reason, and I can't stop it. This phenomenon is very common. Although there are individual differences, don't worry too much.

Yan Ji heard her perfunctory words, and asked: "It's not music with melody, but talking. And even if I was hallucinating, did you hallucinate together? We don't have telepathy."

Yan Deng's tone was indifferent: "The phenomenon of telepathy cannot pass the repeatability test of scientific experiments."

Yan Ji: "Okay, we talk about science. But why don't you answer me directly, did you hear the teacher's cry for help?"

"Don't say these things to others." Yan Deng raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Let's go."

Yan Ji understood and stopped asking: "Wait for me."

Yan Deng watched as Yan Ji went to the front desk to get two packing bags, one big and one small, packed the leftover food separately, put the garbage on the dinner plate, and walked back and forth several times.

After she finished packing, the concierge car was slowly stabilizing before the two of them opened the door and walked out.

Yan Ji handed the individually packed hamburger to the driver brother, and heard Yan Deng say, "Building [-], Zhengguang New Village."

Yan Ji hurriedly organized: "I want to go to the hospital to see the teacher."

Yan Deng turned coldly: "You go to see her, will she wake up?"

Yan Ji helplessly explained: "The point is not this..."

Yan Deng didn't intend to listen to her explanation: "Leave professional matters to professional people. There are doctors in the hospital. You can go home and rest."

Yan Ji thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

The black concierge car stopped again at the twelfth building of Zhengguang New Village. Yan Ji thanked her and pushed open the door. She stepped out with one foot and retracted it, and handed a small packing bag to Yan Deng: "See, you like to eat gold." Chicken nuggets, packed two boxes." When she went to get the packing bag, she deliberately bought two more boxes.

Boss Yan took the paper bag with the photo of KFC's grandpa printed on it with a blank expression.

Yan Ji smiled sweetly: "Goodbye."

She agreed with Yan Deng's arrangement, firstly because she was not good at arguing with others, and secondly because she did have some things to deal with.

Make up the phone card first, and go home and dig out the old phone.I contacted former classmates who had a good relationship and borrowed thousands of dollars for turnover.Her word of mouth and reputation have always been very good, and the two classmates did not refuse at all.

Zhao Xiaobing sent a message asking if he wanted to deliver food together.Food delivery is hard work and there is no room for advancement, but it is easy to learn and relatively high-paying. It is a good choice as a transitional career.The teacher's medical expenses are a bottomless pit, and he cannot always rely on Yan Deng, Yan Ji thinks about it and agrees to go to the interview together tomorrow.

After several matters were dealt with, Yan Ji felt sore all over, sleepy and tired, unable to move.I changed into a nightgown and went to bed, and fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.I felt drowsy for a while, until I was woken up by the ringing of my mobile phone.

"Mom?" Yan Ji yawned, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yunhe heard: "Are you sleeping?"

Yan Ji quickly covered it up: "No, what's the matter with you, Mom?"

Zhao Yunhe blamed: "Didn't I tell you the day before yesterday? Wait for your Uncle Zhou to come back and have a meal together."

After Yan Ji fell asleep, his tense body and nerves relaxed, he felt uncomfortable everywhere, he was so sick that he didn't want to move at all: "Mom, can you not go, I'm not very..."

"Why are you like this kid? Your Uncle Zhou is so busy, he put off the dinner and waited for you to eat together. Yan Ji, why are you not as sensible now as you were when you were young?"

Yan Ji pressed his drowsy head: "Okay, okay, mom, I was wrong, what time is it, I will be there on time."

"Can't you come to accompany mom earlier?"

Yan Ji had no choice but to say, "Mom, I was wrong."

"It's about the same. Don't be late at 06:30 tomorrow night."

"tomorrow?"

"That's right, at 06:30, pack yourself up, no matter how old you are, you can put on makeup and buy clothes."

After finally listening to his mother's nagging, Yan Ji hung up the phone and saw that it was only 04:30 in the afternoon.She lay on the bed again but didn't fall asleep. After a long time of work and rest habits, her body seemed to be used to a little rest to replenish her physical strength and spirit.

Staring at the ceiling for a while, Yan Ji got up and began to tidy up the room.

The living room is still the same as the day before yesterday: sketches, drafts, watercolors, and all kinds of waste manuscripts are scattered all over the floor, paper cups, basins, and cans are full of sewage from washing brushes, and the trash can is covered like a mountain of paper balls.

The so-called wall painting work of the art team of the Medical Conference is to use a projector to project a picture on the wall and then follow it.Yan Ji originally didn't want to accept the job offered by her stepfather, but she couldn't refuse even if it was a mechanical job that she ridiculed as painting walls.

Just pick up the paintbrush and start sketching, just like immersing yourself in a cold stream on a hot summer day.The flowing water is gurgling and gurgling, as if telling the happy time of children's fun in the mountains.

Yan Ji couldn't even tell whether he liked painting or the feeling of being alive while painting.

After tidying up the house, Yan Ji heated up a chicken roll and a piece of plain chicken, and stared at the unfinished lotus painting while eating.

This painting is a gift for the teacher. One is to apologize to her. I have failed her kindness. I am ashamed to meet her all these years.The second is to pay off all the debts, and her mother has started a new life of her own. Yan Ji hopes to learn by the teacher's side like she did when she was a child.

After eating dinner in two bites, Yan Ji swallowed two Sanqi tablets to dissipate blood stasis and reduce swelling, then Yan Ji changed his clothes and went out.

She wanted to accompany the teacher, even if she just stood outside the glass of the ICU for a while.It's like going to the treatment room when I was a child. No matter how scared I was when I went in, I could see the teacher when I turned my head.When I came out, I opened the door and the teacher was still there.

Companionship is a kind of strength, which can make people recover as soon as possible.

The author has something to say: Thank you Jing Luochen for catching bugs

感谢在2019-12-0619:41:44~2019-12-0720:27:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Wan; 2 bottles of Lingpaojun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!