Jiaochen

For a moment, Ji Qingying suddenly felt that there were only two of them in this small restaurant. In her ears, she only heard his voice.

The warm-toned light outlined the man's face, which made it look a little less cold and more warm.

She stared at Fu Yanzhi, licked her lower lip and said, "What if you get bored?"

Fu Yanzhi looked at her amused, "I won't."

Ji Qingying felt uneasy again, "How can you be sure that you won't?"

Fu Yanzhi didn't say a word, just staring straight at her. Those pupils, she was the only one under the lights.

Ji Qingying felt that she seemed to be teased by Fu Yanzhi's gaze.

She sipped the lemon tea to cool down, and didn't ask any further. There are some answers that are enough as long as you know them in your heart.

In the following time, she enjoyed Fu Yanzhi's exclusive service.

When they almost finished eating, Ji Qingying's phone vibrated continuously.

She raised her eyebrows, glanced at him and said, "Rongxue sent me a message."

With that, she unlocked her phone and opened it.

As soon as she opened it, Rongxue's message came one after another. Across the screen, Ji Qingying could feel her excitement.

Rongxue: [Sister Qingying! I just heard the news! They said that if you passed on this year's national competition, you can get an invitation letter from Dijia!]

Rongxue: [Aaaaahhhh that extravagant Dijia!!]

Rongxue: [Except this, they also have investment sponsorship for the national design competition this time!]

Rongxue: [I also secretly heard the news that many designers have signed up for Dijia's invitation letter.]

Ji Qingying was stunned.

She looked down and watched Rongxue's news come in one after another, and lost her mind.

Aware of her silence, Fu Yanzhi looked down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Qingying returned to her senses, shook her head and said, "Nothing."

She raised her eyes to look at him, and pursed her lower lip, "She's talking about work."

Ji Qingying: [Okay, I got it.]

Rongxue: [Sister Qingying, why aren't you excited at all!!]

Ji Qingying: [It's not certain yet, right? If I'm excited now, what if Dijia doesn't sponsor it? Isn't that disappointing?]

Rongxue: [You're right TT-TT, I have to chill. But I also think that since this kind of thing has spread, it must not be chasing after the wind!]

Ji Qingying: [Yes.]

Roughly aware of Ji Qingying's indifference, Rong Xue cautiously sent out a question: [Sister Qingying, why do I feel that you are not very happy? Don't you like Dijia's big show? 】

Ji Qingying stared at her message for a long time, and typed three words: [Not like that.]

But these words, she couldn't tell whether she denied that she was not unhappy, or that she didn't like the big show of Dijia.

It was still early to get out of the restaurant.

The night had just begun, people came and went on the road, as the wind was very peaceful.

There are tall buildings around this area, surrounded by several shopping malls, which is very lively.

Walking on the roadside, you can see the changing lights of those tall buildings, and you can hear the speaker sound in the square not far away.

Ji Qingying was enjoying the night atmosphere, with a faint smile on her face, "Going back?"

Fu Yanzhi stared at her for a long while, then said in a low voice, "Is there any other place you want to go?"

Ji Qingying turned to look at him, her eyes flashed, "I heard that there is a square near here, and there is a skateboarding competition every night.

Fu Yanzhi was still looking at her, " You're interested in skateboarding?"

Ji Qingying nodded, "Not really, I just want to see it."

"Then, let's go."

In fact, Fu Yanzhi hadn't visited the surrounding area much. He didn't have the time, and it's weird for a man to go out for a walk alone.

The two of them walked slowly on the street, and they arrived at the square after making one turn.

That place is a place for young people to play, and there are a small number of children.

When the two of them passed by, they happened to see a group of people playing. They stood on skateboards and moved smoothly.

The teenagers on the square occasionally showed off their skills and were full of spirits. The crowd screamed again and again.

Ji Qingying watched quietly, without making a sound.

Fu Yanzhi didn't disturb her either. He put one hand in his pocket and stood on her left side to see the changes of the square from time to time. But most of the time, his eyes were on Ji Qingying.

After being quiet for a long time, Ji Qingying suddenly said, "I also learned it when I was young."

Fu Yanzhi hummed, "How young?"

"When I was seven or eight years old." She smiled, "A lot of classmates in school would play it at that time, so I pestered my grandma to buy it for me."

Fu Yanzhi paused, then followed her words, "What about then?"

Then, Ji Qingying thought about the past and laughed. She didn't have anyone to teach her.

Grandma was too old to accompany her to play such physically demanding sports. Other classmates had their parents to teach them, so Ji Qingying could only fumble slowly by herself.

She fell many times and her knees's skin were torn and blood flew down.

She was afraid that her grandmother would feel bad, so she didn't dare to let her know, so she took her new year's money to buy medicine by herself.

But she was afraid of pain, so she couldn't do it properly, and the scar didn't heal for a long time.

After that, she was once seen by her grandmother, then she stopped letting Ji Qingying play. Grandma felt sorry for her.

But at that time, Ji Qingying had already learned through fumbling.

"There's no then."

Ji Qingying looked at him: "I just bought it and learned it by myself. After I grasped the hang of it, I didn't play it anymore."

Fu Yanzhi was slightly startled, staring at her for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

"Huh?"

She fell into his deep eyes in a trance.

Fu Yanzhi repeated, "Did you fall down when you first learned it?"

"Yes."