Green Bamboo Green - Blossoms on the Moshang

During the November holiday, Fang Qingqing didn't go back to her hometown because her parents were going on a trip.So she spends most of her time writing, and her daily life is no easier than when she goes to work. When she is tired, she goes for a walk by the river.

Qiao Qiuyun didn't reply either, because she had to prepare for the doctoral exam after November, and she applied for a supervisor who was a graduate student, so the chances are relatively high.Fang Qingqing didn't dare to disturb her too much, so Qiao Qiuyun asked her to have a meal together.Cheng Jian was not there, so Fang Qingqing didn't ask her to come to Lanshan Apartment, and the two met back to a small shop they used to frequent near the school.

When they met, Qiao Qiuyun was visibly thinner than before, and her already pale face looked colder.

"Are you too tired recently?" After ordering, Fang Qingqing looked at Qiao Qiuyun and asked.

"Fortunately, it will be fine after a while."

"Then pay attention to your body." Fang Qingqing was really worried.

"Okay, I see." Qiao Qiuyun said with a smile, although the smile was a little pale.

When the food came, the two chatted about each other's current situation while eating.

"Do you have any plans to take the exam?" Qiao Qiuyun asked seemingly casually.

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"The last time I went back to school, I met Professor Chen from your department. She even asked about you. I think she has a good impression of you. If you apply for her Ph.D., you have a chance."

Fang Qingqing thought for a while, the choice of graduate graduation is nothing more than taking a doctoral degree or getting a job. In fact, she doesn't have much interest in in-depth research on her major, and she doesn't think she is suitable for academics, so she chose to get a job like most people.

I have been working for almost two years now, and occasionally when I am tired, I think that it is not bad to be a teacher like Qiao Qiuyun, but she knows that she is not suitable for many reasons, including her personality is not suitable for teaching others. Another important reason is that The school environment has relatively strict requirements on teachers' personal life, while enterprises are much more free.

"I don't have any plans for now." She answered briefly.

Qiao Qiuyun did not continue this topic.In the afternoon, the two rested in a cafe near the school, basking in the sun and reading a book.When they were about to go back, not too far from the coffee shop, they saw a kitten beside a flower bed on the side of the road, black and white, very small, and its fur was so dirty that it was a little curly.Fang Qingqing squatted down to look at it, and found that the whole body of the kitten was shaking. She reached out to touch it, but there was no scar, probably hungry, with a flat stomach.

Fang Qingqing looked up at Qiao Qiuyun, and Qiao Qiuyun knew what she meant. There used to be many stray cats in school, and there were always students who went to feed them regularly, and Fang Qingqing was one of them.

"I'm going to buy some milk. I can't eat cat food at such a young age." Qiao Qiuyun was a little helpless, but she still didn't hesitate to go to the nearby supermarket to buy something.

"Okay, we'll wait for you." Fang Qingqing said with a smile.

Qiao Qiuyun was blindsided by that smile, as if she knew Fang Qingqing because of this smile.

When she came back from shopping, she saw that Fang Qingqing was already holding the kitten in her arms.Qiao Qiuyun opened the milk and poured it into a small plastic box, and the kitten licked it, looking very hungry.

"Send it back to school?" Fang Qingqing asked when the kitten was about to finish eating.

"It's hard to survive at such a young age." Qiao Qiuyun replied honestly, seeing Fang Qingqing's unwillingness to let go, she said again: "If you want to raise her, take her back and raise her."

Fang Qingqing hesitated for a moment. She had never raised small animals, and she didn't say hello to Cheng Jian. She didn't know if she would like it. The decision of two people to be together should always be discussed.

While she was hesitating, Qiao Qiuyun took the kitten in her hand, turned around and walked forward, Fang Qingqing quickly stood up and chased after her.

"Where to go?"

"Go and check."

"Do you want to raise it?" Fang Qingqing was a little happy, but also a little unwilling.

"I'll take it home first, and you can pick it up when you want to raise it."

"What if I don't come to collect it?" Fang Qingqing calmed down and asked with a smile.

Qiao Qiuyun glanced at her, walked straight forward, and said after a while, "Then keep it."

The two of them went to the pet hospital to bathe and deworm the kitten, and did a basic check. Fortunately, the kitten had no injuries, but was too thin.The two went to buy some supplies for the kitten. Fang Qingqing paid for the whole process, and Qiao Qiuyun was not polite to her.

It was inconvenient to take the subway with her pet, so Qiao Qiuyun took a taxi and left. Before leaving, she took Fang Qingqing with her mother's advice, and she had never heard her say so much in so many years.Qiao Qiuyun ignored her, got in the car and drove away, leaving her behind like an old mother looking out from a distance.

She didn't give Fang Qingqing much time to think about it, and quickly put herself into work. The holiday syndrome did not appear in Fang Qingqing's body, because her life had always been very regular, and she spent more time writing during the holidays. Such meetings and phone calls are a bit cumbersome, but thinking about Cheng Jian's coming back soon, she is full of anticipation.

Fang Qingqing knew about Cheng Jian's return flight and wanted to pick her up, but Cheng Jian said that it was not a weekend and she didn't need to ask for leave, and the company had a car to pick her up.Fang Qingqing went to work as usual. Although she was at work, she kept thinking about Cheng Jian's itinerary.

Wen Mo went to the headquarters for a meeting in the afternoon, and Wen Mo asked her, "Is Cheng Jian still in Germany?"

"She'll be back today." Fang Qingqing said happily.

Wen Mo didn't like her unpromising appearance. How could the indifferent person in the past be turned away in the blink of an eye?But she accelerated the process anyway, ending the meeting early.Fang Qingqing greeted with a grateful smile, and hurried back to Lanshan Apartment by car.

Cheng Jian arrived home in the afternoon, opened the door, and smelled the fresh fragrance of flowers, and there were fresh lilies in a vase on the coffee table in the living room.She changed her shoes, and when she came to the table, she saw the note Fang Qingqing had left behind, which said in beautiful handwriting: Wait for you to come back, wait for me to come back.

A bit of a mouthful but very interesting, Cheng Jian smiled and put down the note, the room was clearly cleaned, the windows were bright and clean, the newly changed sheets still exuded a faint fresh smell, the refrigerator was full, unlike when she emptied it every time she left, When you come back, you will have to re-purchase.

There is soaked wolfberry water in the warm water cup, and there is a cup of white fungus soup with temperature in the thermos pot. The note next to it reads: first drink some white fungus soup to moisten the lungs, then take a rest, and come back at night to make delicious food for you .

Cheng Jian put away the note, took out the white fungus soup and ate it carefully, and then went to take a shower. After more than ten hours of flying, she smelled like an airplane.

When Fang Qingqing came back, she saw Cheng Jian's luggage lying aside, and the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.She listened carefully, then went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

When Cheng Jian came out, she could smell the fragrance from the kitchen. She came to the kitchen while wiping her hair, and saw a figure wearing an apron busy in front of the stove. She watched quietly, Fang Qingqing It was as if there was an induction to turn around.Looking at each other and smiling, Cheng Jian stepped forward to hug her and said softly, "I'm back."

The slightly wet hair brushed Fang Qingqing's cheeks, exuding the familiar smell of shampoo.The two hugged quietly, as if they had been separated for a long time, and only each other's temperature and heartbeat could make them feel at ease.

It wasn't until the lid of the casserole made a popping sound that Fang Qingqing came back to her senses, and hurriedly opened the lid with a sackcloth, and the delicious smell of fish head tofu soup filled the entire kitchen.

"It smells so good." Cheng Jian sighed while leaning on her shoulder.

Fang Qingqing smiled happily. She adjusted the flavor and continued to simmer, then washed her hands to make pumpkin pie.The pumpkin has been cut into pieces and steamed, and flour is added to make it a suitable concentration, and it can be made into small cakes and fried slowly.Cheng Jian also washed her hands and helped out. The dough was a bit sticky, and more and more of it stuck to her hands. Fang Qingqing laughed at her. Cheng Dacheng's engineer was probably so at a loss.

The two of them quickly prepared dinner, fish head tofu soup, white jade rolls, stir-fried assorted vegetables, pumpkin pancakes, and poured two glasses of Cheng Ma's rice wine.

"Welcome home." Fang Qingqing raised her glass and said with a smile.

"Thank you." Cheng Jian took a sip of wine, then leaned forward and kissed the person opposite.

The sweet and sour taste of rice wine permeated the mouths of the two of them, Fang Qingqing was a little dizzy, Cheng Jian sat down and said with a smile: "Let's go, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, I'm hungry."

Fang Qingqing stared at her helplessly, knowing that it was time to eat, she even teased her.

Cheng Jian picked up a white jade roll for her and said, "Eat it quickly, it's delicious."

The two ate dinner while chatting, and washed the dishes together after the meal.Sitting on the sofa, Cheng Jian handed Fang Qingqing an exquisite box and said with a smile, "A gift for you."

Fang Qingqing opened the box, and it was a sports watch of a German brand. Fang Qingqing had also paid attention to it, and it was expensive.

"It's expensive." Fang Qingqing hesitated.

"I bought it locally, it's not expensive." Cheng Jian pulled her wrist and helped her put it on: "Do you like it?"

"like very much."

"nice! You love it."

The two snuggled up on the sofa, and Fang Qingqing felt that it was only after she and Cheng Jian were together that she understood the term.