Mr. Ji's cat

When Fu Sixue came out of the room, she saw Ji Chufeng reading her script, and then laughed. She asked whatever she thought.I was worried because I wrote something wrong, which made Mr. Ji laugh.

"No." Ji Chufeng shook his head, "I think you are serious."

Fu Sixue walked over, sat down beside her, and looked sideways at the script in her hand. The black print and the red handwriting produced a strong contrast.

For some reason, she said, "I'm not sure."

She hasn't played the leading role for so long that she almost forgot what it's like to stand in front of the camera and play someone else's role. From the moment she got the audition script, she didn't dare to delay for a day, and all she could think about was the script.

It's unbelievable to say that she has never had such a sense of urgency, and she is very worried that because of her own problems, she will mess up a play, fail to meet the director's requirements, and let down the work.I don't want to disappoint Ji Chufeng.

It's like a person who is used to the dark suddenly turns on the light and closes his eyes subconsciously if he feels the light is dazzling.

Ji Chufeng looked at her quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled at her, with imperceptible tenderness and joy in his brown eyes.

As the author of the original film, Ji Chufeng is very happy that the actor can dissect a line so seriously. No author wants his children to be underestimated.

She set her eyes on the script, flipped through it, and told her: "The emotions here are not as complicated as you imagined. You have forgotten her current identity because you have taken too much care. She is just a graduate who just left school. Like all energetic young people, I am full of infinite expectations for my future life."

She paused, then asked again: "Didn't you get the complete script?"

Fu Sixue shook her head.

Ji Chufeng stared at her for a while, as if thinking about something, and soon she said: "Then I will tell you the whole plot."

"President Ji." Fu Sixue quickly interrupted her, "This is not very good..."

Fu Sixue knew that she was not the only actor who auditioned for the role of "Yang Shubai", and the other actors must have only received this script. If Ji Chufeng told the complete story now, she would feel ashamed of knowing the answer in advance and cheating.

"Si Xue, I hope you will be Yang Shubai." Ji Chufeng said seriously, not noticing that he called the other party's name directly, "This movie has a special meaning to me, I think you are very suitable, and I hope You can get the role. The audition is just a process, and to put it bluntly, everyone else is running along."

"Even if I tell you the whole plot, I can't convey to you the emotions that the characters should express. You need to understand these by yourself."

Ji Chufeng can always use her own words to calm down Fu Sixue's emotions. She knows how to say it, so that the other party can accept it better.

Seeing that Fu Sixue didn't speak any more and didn't intend to refuse, she stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, and said in a coaxing tone, "Be good, you still have to work hard on your own."

Fu Sixue: "..." She didn't like Ji Chufeng's coaxing tone to the child, and before she reached out to knock that hand away, the other party retracted it.

The dining table was tidied up, Fu Sixue poured two cups of hot tea, and the two sat side by side at the table. Ji Chufeng took a pen and wrote down the names and relationships of the characters on the white paper. Her vigorous handwriting had the same hidden edge as her own.

"This story mainly revolves around..." Ji Chufeng stared down at the white paper and said seriously, occasionally writing a few words on the paper.

Fu Sixue listened carefully and was able to concentrate at first, but because of the tightness of the dining table, they sat side by side very close to each other, and the cool smell of cedar on each other's body gradually wafted into their nostrils.This time it was mixed with a faint smell of hospital disinfectant.

From the close-up angle of the profile, Fu Sixue noticed for the first time that Ji Chufeng's eyelashes were very long, thick and curly.It is the kind of natural upturned, not intentionally clipped with an eyelash curler.

"Are you listening?" After a long time without a response, Ji Chufeng was a little puzzled, but turned around and caught Fu Sixue squarely. She stared at herself wondering what she was thinking.

Ji Chufeng's heart skipped a beat, he dropped his pen and suddenly leaned over, put his arms around her waist, and said in a relaxed and playful tone: "Yeah - I caught a peeking teacher Fu."

Fu Sixue immediately came back to her senses, feeling the weight on her body, and seeing Ji Chufeng's face so close at hand, her expression became flustered.She leaned back to hide, but the other party pressed forward. In the end, she had no choice but to say, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

The eyes can't hide the guilty conscience.

If you let the other party go because of this, then it won't be Ji Chufeng. She smiled at the corner of her mouth and tilted her head: "Are you thinking of me? Did you just peek at me?"

"No, I don't." Fu Sixue quickly denied it, and Ji Chufeng couldn't help laughing out at the guilty look of avoiding staring at each other, "Hahahaha, why are you so cute..."

She seemed to have been poked at the point of laughter, and she couldn't stop laughing, her shoulders kept shrugging, and finally she simply leaned into Fu Sixue's arms.

Before Fu Sixue recovered from Mr. Ji's sudden smile, she felt a body trembling with laughter squeezed into her arms.

"Is it that funny?" She was really helpless.

"Yes." Ji Chufeng sat up a little, accidentally touched the wound on his left hand, and immediately grinned in pain.

Fu Sixue was startled, then laughed unkindly: "Hahahahahaha..."

"You're still laughing." Ji Chufeng glared at her with a fierce expression. Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, the lethality of this look is basically equal to zero.

Fu Sixue coughed twice, stopped laughing, seeing her was really pitiful, "Let me take a look for you." As she spoke, she raised her injured hand and looked carefully to make sure that there was no blood seeping, so she was relieved .

"It's okay." She said, "I didn't see blood oozing, just be careful."

"But it hurts." Ji Chufeng made a pitiful look, and took the opportunity to clasp the opponent's hand with his movable fingers and touch it twice.

Fu Sixue didn't notice this detail, and raised her hand to look at it, a little puzzled: "Why is your wrist hurt too?"

Ji Chufeng talked about him from left to right: "You know, when people are unlucky, drinking cold water can stuff their teeth."

"..." A tinge of admiration rose in Fu Sixue's heart. In a sense, Mr. Ji was considered a strong man. It was the first time he saw someone who made a meal and sent her to the hospital.

"So you have to care for the patients, you know?" Mr. Ji began to push his nose on his face.

Fu Sixue answered "yes" several times in a row perfunctorily, and said very cooperatively, "Then let me prepare dinner for you, shall I?"

Thanks to Ji Chufeng's coming tonight, she has a new understanding of the script, and she is a little more confident about the upcoming audition.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, and both laughed tacitly.

Mr. Ji raised his chin, folded his arms and said proudly: "Go."

After Fu Sixue went into the kitchen to cook, Ji Chufeng picked up the draft he had just typed, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, took out his mobile phone and read it.

She heard a few WeChat alerts just now, and now she opens WeChat to see who sent it.

"Tsk."

I didn't see the unread messages, but I saw a new friend request.

This is the fifth time since recently, Song Xinya sent her a friend request, but nothing was written in the verification message.

She should have clicked "Reject" immediately, but Mr. Ji was in a good mood tonight, and wanted to see what kind of medicine this man was selling in his gourd, so he agreed to the friend request.

He jumped out of the chat interface, adjusted his sitting posture and put one hand on the back of the sofa. After thinking for half a second, he closed the chat window.

initiative?nonexistent.

After a few minutes, the phone rang, and at the same time Ji Chufeng raised his eyebrows.

She opened WeChat, and it was indeed from Song Xinya.

[Song Xinya]: Fengfeng, you are finally willing to add me [crying]

Seeing this title, Ji Chufeng really felt physically uncomfortable, and his eyebrows were pulled into a ball unconsciously.She doesn't hate being called so intimately, the premise is to separate people.

[Ji Chufeng]: The relationship between us is not so close that you can call it that. If you don't know how to call someone, I don't mind talking to the boss of your company.

[Song Xinya]: I'm sorry, Mr. Ji.

Ji Chufeng was no longer in the mood to have another word with her, so he directly closed the chat box.

Annoyed by Song Xinya, she sat alone for a long time, until she smelled the smell of food coming from the kitchen, she got up and went to the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fu Sixue glanced towards the door, and saw Ji Chufeng walking in, asking, "What's delicious for dinner?"

"Small fried pork and shredded cabbage. The refrigerator is out of food, so you can just order."

Fu Sixue was willing to cook for her, she was too happy, so of course she would not dislike her.

The shredded cabbage is already out of the pan. The tender green leaves are paired with deep red dried chilies, and the aroma smells very appetizing.

Ji Chufeng secretly grabbed a piece of cabbage and stuffed it into his mouth, thinking he was covering it up well, but Fu Sixue had already seen her movements in full view, showing a slightly disgusted expression: "Grab your hands without washing your hands, Are you dirty or not?"

Mr. Ji spread out his palms and retorted dissatisfiedly: "My hands are clean!"

Fu Sixue patted her palm, "It's also dirty, wash your hands before meals."

As a foodie, Mr. Ji didn't dare to talk back anymore, and he said "um" a few times in a perfunctory manner.

In this regard, Teacher Fu's attitude is very firm: "Don't be perfunctory, go wash your hands."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Mr. Ji was very obedient, and obediently went to wash his hands.

Soon she encountered a problem. Now she is a "one-armed man". It is very inconvenient to wash her hands, but she feels uncomfortable if she does not wash her hands.

Fu Sixue put the stir-fried meat on a plate, turned around and saw someone standing in front of the sink, rubbing his right hand under the faucet, his left hand was beside him and wanted to join the battlefield, but he was concerned that the wound should not touch the water.

Probably to build up his mind, he slowly stretched his left hand towards the faucet.

"What are you doing?" Fu Sixue stopped her immediately, "Didn't the doctor tell you that the wound should not touch water?"

"I said it." Ji Chufeng replied, "I use my fingers, and I won't wet the wound."

"Just flush your right hand with water, and you can't move your left hand anyway."

Ji Chufeng shook the back of his right hand innocently at her, "But I got hand sanitizer on the back of my hand."

"..." After a few seconds of stalemate, seeing Ji Chufeng's left hand about to move, she was defeated, turned off the gas stove, and walked to the sink.

"Are you a child?" Fu Sixue couldn't help asking.

Just as Ji Chufeng was about to ask why, he saw the other party reaching out to grab his right hand, flushing water under the faucet, and cleaning the hand sanitizer on the back of his hand.

Enjoying Teacher Fu's thoughtful service, he quickly added: "There is still a left hand, and the left hand is also needed!"

"..." Fu Sixue glanced at her, almost speechless in his eyes, and finally compromised.

Wet her hands with water and rubbed the fingers of her left hand one by one, and muttered, "I didn't think it was dirty to grab vegetables with my hands just now, but now I like to clean them so much?"

Mr. Ji still remembered the education he received just now, and replied confidently: "Because I am a good baby who loves cleanliness."

"...You really look like a baby now that you are childish."

"That's just childish in front of you."

Fu Sixue laughed and said, "Then I'm quite honored?"

Ji Chufeng nodded seriously: "Yes."

"..."

Ji Chufeng brought out the dishes from the kitchen, while Fu Sixue was in charge of serving the food, and then the two sat facing each other on the square dining table.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very quiet, but it was more harmonious than the previous few times, probably because of the joking inside just now.

Looking at Fu Sixue who was sipping food, Ji Chufeng rolled his eyes and made a further request.

"Homemade meals are still cleaner and more delicious than takeaways. Mr. Fu, you see we live so close. Anyway, you can eat alone, or two of you. Let's make a meal together? I give each month You pay for the food, and I also wash the dishes for you!"

When Ji Chufeng said this, she was not fully sure, but she was much more confident than the previous few times.She could feel that Fu Sixue's attitude towards her had gradually softened. She was able to tease each other in the kitchen just now, and she was no longer so resistant to her own touch, getting along like ordinary friends.

The high wall between them has been gradually getting lower, and she believes that one day she will be able to fully gain the other's dependence and trust.

"You wash the dishes...Come on." Fu Sixue didn't refuse straight away, but disliked Ji Chufeng's labor force. She was afraid that all the dishes at home would be smashed to pieces in a few days.

"Don't look down on people, okay? I can still wash the dishes."

"I don't mean to look down on you."

"Then it's settled!"

Fu Sixue didn't reply, which in Ji Chufeng's view was the default meaning.

She suddenly wanted to thank the mirror that had died in battle. If it weren't for the hand injury, she wouldn't be here tonight, and the relationship wouldn't be able to go any further.

Thank you Mirror.

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