Landing On My Heart

Speeding cars kicked up dust on the viaduct, and the sun refracted from the windows was particularly dazzling.

There is a faint faint scent in the car.

Ruan Sixian sat quietly on the co-pilot, her mind was attracted by the fragrance, she sniffed it lightly, a little curious about where the smell came from.

There is no incense in front of the car seat, nothing on the rearview mirror, and nothing in the locker next to it.

Her eyes gradually searched to the driver's seat, and Fu Mingyu just stopped in front of the red light and looked towards her.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

When their eyes met, she looked away indifferently and looked ahead.

She began to think about why she sat in his co-pilot.

He must have been dizzy from the sun, and Fu Mingyu was dizzy from anger.

This man was too shameless, he blocked her at the door of Shihang, people came and went at noon, she didn't get in the car, and he didn't leave, just let the employees who came and went watch.

He is a dignified director and future president, can he show some face?

Look at that posture, if she doesn't get in the car today, he can probably follow her all the way home.

"I'm not angry because of you today." Ruan Sixian was bored for a long time, and decided to take the initiative to explain the most important issue, otherwise Fu Mingyu would have to think more, "The weather is too hot, I am irritable, and I will have this temper when anyone comes."

Fu Mingyu gave a faint "Oh".

Ruan Sixian frowned and looked at him: "Really."

Fu Mingyu still had no expression on his face, "Well, I see."

But why did Ruan Sixian not believe his words so much?

What's the matter with this person, does he like others to be angry with him so much?

Ruan Sixian looked at him holding her breath, but he didn't respond.

Holding herself back for a long time, the other party didn't fart, Ruan Sixian chose to shut up.

She knew that if she spoke again at this time, she might be led into the pit by him again.

Tired, really tired.

There was silence in the car for a while, and Fu Mingyu suddenly asked, "What are you thinking?"

Ruan Sixian said blankly, "Oh, I'm thinking of getting a driver's license test as soon as possible."

So as not to always be dragged into the co-pilot because of no car.

Fu Mingyu couldn't understand what she meant.

Get a driver's license and drive by yourself, lest he use this kind of reason to pester her forcibly.

I don't know if she had this kind of thought when she got into Yan'an's car.

He sneered.

"Ruan Sixian, what is the difference between me and Yan An?"

?

Ruan Sixian looked at him inexplicably, "Why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

Fu Mingyu narrowed his eyes.

He really didn't want to ask such a question.

It never even occurred to him to compare himself with Yan An.

But they were also rejected...

"How can you talk to him calmly and let him drive you, but I can't?"

He turned to look at Ruan Sixian, "What's the difference between me and him?"

Of course it's different.

This sentence almost blurted out, but luckily Ruan Sixian stopped the car temporarily.

But what's the difference?

Fu Mingyu would definitely ask her, but after thinking about it in her heart, she didn't know how to answer.

It's different anyway.

Just stopping at a red light, Fu Mingyu stopped the car, looked straight at Ruan Sixian, and waited for her to say something.

Ruan Sixian twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "You are more handsome than him, are you comfortable?"

Fu Mingyu didn't respond, he looked away slowly, when the green light ahead came on, he stepped on the accelerator.

The car sped out, the scene in front of me quickly reversed, and the interior of the car returned to silence.

However, just when Ruan Sixian thought that her obviously perfunctory answer had let the topic pass, she heard him say lightly: "Oh, so you are afraid that you will be tempted?"

"..."

"Fu! Ming! Yu!"

The people around me seem to have reached the limit of their patience again, and they will explode if they poke again.

When he uttered these words, he knew that she would be angry, but when Fu Mingyu heard her reaction, a trace of inexplicable joy overflowed in his heart.

He hooked the corners of his lips lightly and stopped talking.

After 10 minutes, the car slowly stopped downstairs.

Ruan Sixian didn't even thank Fu Mingyu when she got out of the car, but he didn't care, since he insisted on taking her home anyway.

Fu Mingyu was sitting in the car, watching her stride into the lobby until she disappeared in the elevator.

The phone rang suddenly, and Fu Mingyu glanced at it. It was a message from Zheng Youan, asking him if he would like to see the photos he took today.

Ruan Sixian's photo?

Fu Mingyu replied: Good.

After receiving this news, Zheng Youan locked himself in the darkroom.

Although the production of film cameras has been discontinued one after another, Zheng Youan still recognizes the color restoration and image clarity of film cameras, so the darkroom is still like a holy place in her heart.

She has high requirements for photography. Fortunately, the conditions at home are good enough for her to build casually, and the lenses in the house are piled up like a mountain.

And her grades are not bad. When she was 13 years old, her family held a photography exhibition for her. She went abroad to study at the age of 15. She took a lot of works in seven years, and many of them won awards. Her father is also proud of her. I'm going to talk about her achievements, and friends often ask her to take pictures of herself, her eyes are full of admiration.

Even teachers rarely criticize her work.

The self-confidence she developed since she was a child has made her more strict with her own work. Even if it is only a recruitment promotional film this time, she still treats it as an art film.

But what did Fu Mingyu say?

"It's not really good."

It has been so long, Zheng Youan still feels uncomfortable every time he thinks of this sentence.

When I say that I don’t shoot well, I’m being humble. If you say I don’t shoot well, that’s blindness.

The more she thought about it, the more unconvinced she became, and the soothing music in the darkroom couldn't ease her mood.

After the photos were developed, she admired them alone for a long time.

You Shihang has never presented such an artistic promotional photo.

Absolutely not.

After sending the scanned high-definition photos to Bai Yang's mailbox, Zheng You'an quietly waited for Fu Mingyu's evaluation.

However, half an hour later, the other party still hadn't responded.

Zheng Youan couldn't help but sent another message asking: Brother Mingyu, have you read it?

At this time, Fu Mingyu had just returned to Shihang.

On the table is the newly drafted "Flight Data Negative Application List", which is his most important work recently.

After seeing Zheng Youan's news, Fu Mingyu replied "Wait a minute, I'm busy", and went to the meeting room.

The first meeting on reforming flight quality monitoring was held, and the shareholder representatives sitting below all came with objections.

The meeting lasted seven hours from the start.

When Fu Mingyu walked out of the conference room, it was already dark.

Bo Yang followed behind and said, "Director Fu called just now to inquire about today's meeting, are you calling back now?"

"No rush." ​​Fu Mingyu walked towards his office, "There is no need to report to him until the result comes out."

After sitting in the office, Fu Mingyu took off his coat, put his arms on the backrest, and looked lazily at the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After the various quarrels filling his head slowly dissipated, Fu Mingyu rubbed his browbones and suddenly remembered something.

"Bo Yang, did Miss Zheng send you a new photo today?"

Bo Yang nodded and said, "I sent it a long time ago, do you want to read it now?"

Fu Mingyu: "Yes."

The photo Zheng Youan sent was huge, and Bo Yang took a long time to decompress it.

While waiting, he dragged his chin to look at the progress bar, his eyes seemed to be closed.

I really want to tell Ms. Zheng that I just need to send Ruan Sixian's photo. Anyway, their busy boss Fu doesn't have the energy to look at other people's.

Twenty minutes later, Bo Yang released the photo sent by Zheng Youan on the monitor in the office.

Fu Mingyu sat on the sofa in a relaxed posture, holding the remote control, flipped through a few photos that he wanted to see, and then jumped directly to the directory, and directly selected Ruan Sixian's photo.

Bo Yang thought blankly at the side: Sure enough.

I don't know how long it took, and when Bo Yang was about to fall into a trance, Fu Mingyu slid past other photos at will.

But a few seconds later, he flipped back to Ruan Sixian's photo.

I don't know how long it will take this time.

Bo Yang wanted to leave work.

He stepped forward and said, "Do you need me to send these photos to your phone?"

Fu Mingyu raised his eyes and stared at Bo Yang.

Bo Yang suddenly became sober, without any drowsiness.

However, in the next second, Fu Mingyu said a word.

"it is good."

At the same time, Fu Mingyu turned on his phone, and dozens of messages flooded in instantly.

He browsed through it roughly, and automatically ignored the unimportant ones, but he was a little curious when he saw Zheng Youan sent him several messages in succession.

six hours ago.

"Have you read it? What do you think?"

four hours ago.

"Brother Mingyu?"

two hours ago.

"Boss Fu? Have you read it?"

10 minutes ago.

"Mr. Fu, you can take a look at it casually, and you can give your opinion [smile]"

Seeing her eagerness, Fu Mingyu recalled those photos again.

The selected frame, shooting angle, and frame structure of the photo are very characteristic, and the use of light is also very clever.

But there is more than exquisiteness, and the momentary atmosphere is not enough.

In summary, it is a group of very delicate portrait works, but as a promotional film, it is putting the cart before the horse.

But that's not important, it's just for admissions promotion, it doesn't matter if you use it to practice for Zheng Youan.

Fu Mingyu got up with his coat and was about to go home. At the same time, he simply replied two words to Zheng Youan.

"good."

This message fell into disarray, and Zheng You'an did not reply.

When getting in the car, the driver asked Fu Mingyu where to go.

Fu Mingyu closed his eyes, "Mingchen's apartment."

The night is thick, the lights are everywhere, the windows are closed, and the interior of the car is quiet and cool.

Fu Mingyu untied his tie and slept for a while, and opened his eyes naturally when he was about to arrive at Mingchen's apartment.

He turned his head slightly, and when he looked out the window, he suddenly said, "Stop."

Ruan Sixian moved here for a few months, but she didn't get to know the surrounding environment well. It wasn't until this evening that she wanted to cook for herself. When she opened the map to find a supermarket, she discovered that there was a pedestrian street two or three kilometers away.

She took a shower and went out, and walked over slowly, but before she entered the supermarket, she saw a long line in front of a sixty-year-old vermicelli shop.

Walking there, the fragrance is attractive.

Ruan Sixian unknowingly stopped and stood at the back of the line.

With such fragrant sixtieth fans, what else do I cook for myself?

She waited in line for almost 10 minutes, and the line moved less than two meters. She looked on tiptoe, and the store was preparing takeaway again.

Ruan Sixian rubbed her belly and began to think about whether to forget it, or she would starve to death if she waited any longer.

Just then, the phone rang.

She opened it and saw that it was a message from Fu Mingyu.

[Fu Mingyu]: Have dinner together?

As soon as his name appeared, it brought back the scene in the car in the morning.

Thinking back now, Ruan Sixian still feels that something is wrong.

Why can't she tell the difference between him and Yan An.

She also wanted to know why she just couldn't talk to Fu Mingyu calmly.

Even when Fu Mingyu said "Are you afraid that you will be tempted?", she found that she was really scared.

This feeling was too irritating, and she didn't want to feel that atmosphere at all.

[Ruan Sixian]: No need, I've eaten.

After replying to the message, Ruan Sixian let out a sigh of relief.

But then, his news came again.

[Fu Mingyu]: I am behind you.

Ruan Sixian's breathing tightened suddenly, and her back straightened instantly.

How can this man appear like a ghost!

Without looking back, Ruan Sixian directly bowed her head and typed.

[Ruan Sixian]: Behind me is a pig farm.

At this time, her perception is particularly sensitive, and Ruan Sixian feels that someone behind her is approaching her.

But she never looked back.

A few seconds later, an aunt walked past her with a trash can and returned to the store.

Fu Mingyu didn't come over, but his news did.

[Fu Mingyu]: Don't you want to raise pigs recently?

Ruan Sixian: "..."