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Jiang Yinqi raised his head from the workbench and looked out the window.She heard Xin Yue talking in the garden.

Jiang Yinqi rubbed her eyes, she had been buried in her work for more than two hours.Xin Yue's voice just reminded her that she should have a tea break or something.

However, Xin Yue was not talking to Jiang Yinqi, nor was she talking to herself, she was standing in the garden echoing the neighbors strolling outside the fence.They often talk loudly in such a space, exchanging opinions on gardening work.

Several days have passed since Jiang Yinqi cried and cried on the phone with Zhou Feng last time.The past few days were generally spent like this: the first one or two days, Jiang Yinqi lay down most of the time and let herself release her sadness. She sometimes lay on the bed, sometimes on the sofa, and sometimes on the carpet.Then for a few days, Jiang Yinqi wandered around the room depressed and decadent, because she didn't want to do anything.

At first Jiang Yinqi was a little worried that Xin Yue would inquire about the content of the phone call that night, or show a look of pity, but Xin Yue did not.

Later, when Jiang Yinqi thought that Xin Yue would always ignore him, Xin Yue suddenly couldn't help it, and seriously reminded Jiang Yinqi not to be surrounded by pain.In fact, letting yourself go is another form of self-harm.

In the last part of the admonition, Xin Yue used her usual realistic and worrying style to express herself. Many people will lose their jobs because of this epidemic, such as Xin Yue herself, so Jiang Yinqi must work hard.

Jiang Yinqi found that when Xin Yue spoke seriously, he was quite intimidating.Jiang Yinqi once imagined Xin Yue and Fei Jin together, and it sounds like Xin Yue's momentum is not inferior to the tall and big Fei Jin.There seemed to be a lot of energy in Xin Yue's small body.

Jiang Yinqi thought, probably it should be an energy to face life seriously.This is exactly what Jiang Yinqi and Zhou Feng lacked.

So Jiang Yinqi accepted Xin Yue's suggestion.After the conversation that day, she walked into the downstairs studio, turned on the computer, and started working.

There is some truth to what Xin Yue said.However, Jiang Yinqi soon discovered that although a large number of industries are facing difficulties and risks, the real estate industry does not seem to be one of them.The project Jiang Yinqi is working on is unexpectedly hot, and several house types she designed are quite popular.Many people went to inquire, and many people went to see the house regardless of the risk of the epidemic.

"Why did this happen?" Xin Yue couldn't understand it very much, just like she couldn't understand the trend of the stock market at the beginning.

Jiang Yinqi tried to answer Xin Yue's confusion, "I guess the general reason is that firstly, working from home has caused an increase in demand for large houses, and secondly, the government maintains a low interest rate policy in order to stimulate the economy, which is beneficial to mortgages. Three, the rise in the stock market that you can't explain has actually caused people to have more wealth in their hands, so they are more willing to buy a house." Xin Yue was skeptical, but obviously depressed.

The little god in Jiang Yinqi's eyes has become more and more confused recently.Xin Yue stopped predicting the stock market in high spirits and turned to gardening, probably because of no choice.The more she struggled in the stock market, the more money she lost.

The U.S. stock market rebounded quickly after a violent decline.Don't think that everyone makes money from the rise of the stock market.Xin Yue is not a pessimist. She made a lot of money by short selling before, but now that the stock market has reversed, the money she earned has slowly lost back.

In short, whether Xin Yue is making money in the stock market or working in the garden, Jiang Yinqi has no time to care about it. She spends a lot of time busy in the studio now.

These are all far away, back to the present.

Jiang Yinqi looked out the window at Xin Yue, who was chatting with his neighbors across the garden fence.Well, perfect social distance.Both social and distance.

Xin Yue was wearing a rough woolen gray cardigan with a red trim. The red trim was very eye-catching in the early spring scenery.It was the sweater he took from Jiang Yinqi's closet that day.Since choosing this sweater that day, she has been wearing it in warm weather, and she is not interested in other clothes in Jiang Yinqi's generous and open wardrobe.

After Jiang Yinqi bought this sweater, he found that it didn't match him well, so he hung it up and didn't wear it.Xin Yue took a fancy to this sweater at a glance, "Ha, I always feel that I lack such a thick woolen sweater in my wardrobe. This style is not fashionable in our place." The lapel does have a North American or Nordic style. , the back of the collar is very high, thickly wrapped around the neck, the front buttons are tightly buttoned by Xin Yue, and the collar is folded to protect the chin.The fur is soft and very warm.

Xin Yue's body shape matches this sweater very well, it is small and plump (it's easy to get fat when you stay at home).Standing in the bright sunshine, she looked leisurely and full of life, and a little childish.Probably because Xin Yue stammered a bit when chatting with neighbors because he didn't go out for a few days and didn't speak English.I don't know what the two of them were talking about, the neighbor laughed loudly, and Xin Yue's face turned red.

Jiang Yinqi opened the window a little, and listened intently to the intermittent voices of the two of them.It was only then that they discovered that the content of their chats seemed to have shifted from gardening to other things.

Stone?painting?What's the meaning?

Oh, Jiang Yinqi noticed that Xin Yue was standing under the cherry tree, holding two pebbles in his hands.All picked from garden pebble paths.

Not only that, Jiang Yinqi saw something unusual in the yard.

Waiting patiently until the neighbor walked away, Jiang Yinqi immediately pushed open the door of the studio, and strode towards Xin Yue, "Hey, what are you doing to my stone?"

Xin Yue was looking at the stone in his hand carefully, when Jiang Yinqi startled her by questioning, "Oh, you either don't come out, or you will be startled and scary when you come out, what can I do with your stone! "

"Did you draw my stone?!" Jiang Yinqi took two steps and stood beside the stone path. This is where the strange thing he saw in the studio window just now is here.Among the neat and beautiful cobblestones on the stone path, several brightly colored things suddenly appeared.

Jiang Yinqi thought angrily, why didn't he ask when Xin Yue came to ask for paint that day?Jiang Yinqi thought that Xin Yue was just bored and wanted to scribble on the paper, but he never thought that Xin Yue would actually attack her beloved stone.

Every time Jiang Yinqi travels, he will pick up a few beautiful pebbles and bring them back, and then put them on the stone path.They have their own styles, come from different waters, show different geological features, and tell Jiang Yinqi's travel experience and experience.So Jiang Yinqi naturally cherishes it all the more.

"I didn't paint your stones! Look, I painted the bad stones you bought." Xin Yue argued anxiously.At the same time, spread out the palms, and they are indeed two ordinary stones, but the shape is a bit special, one is close to the shape of a heart, and the other is a small rectangle, like the shape of a book.

Jiang Yinqi glanced at the other stones on the stone path guiltily, and Xin Yue was right.She is perfectly capable of distinguishing well-chosen stones, so they are all still lying on the stone path.

Jiang Yinqi felt embarrassed for his stinginess.She blushed, touched her face, and said resentfully, "You can't make this stone path so gaudy." When the word gaudy was mentioned, Jiang Yinqi's voice dropped , barely audible.

Now it was Xin Yue's turn to be upset. She didn't catch the word "gaudy", but it must not be a good word.Xin Yue dropped the two stones in his hands, turned around and walked towards the house.

Jiang Yinqi quickly ran two steps and grabbed Xin Yue's hand, "Hey, are you really angry?"

"I don't want to paint your stone."

"Xin Yue, I'm sorry. You all know that I'm selfish and stingy. You can draw. Your drawing is very beautiful, with Indian art style."

Jiang Yinqi held Xin Yue's hand and said good things for a long time before calming down Xin Yue's anger.

So in the afternoon, the two of them sat in the middle of the grass drinking afternoon tea and basking in the sun.Jiang Yinqi was drowsy from the sun, and muttered, "Xin Yue, tell me, don't we look like two happy bugs?" Jiang Yinqi was amused by his own thoughts, "People are like bugs, When the sun warms up in spring, they all run out to bask in the sun."