time has waited for me

Jing Xian has never paid so much attention to entertainment gossip.

Every few tens of seconds, he would refresh the search page of "Fu Zhenzhen" to see what was going on.

Fu Zhen is really a celebrity, he always cares about his image, right?If he doesn't believe it, Fu Zhenzhen won't clarify.

Unfortunately, there really hasn't been any clarification.

Jing Xian was very disappointed, what's going on?He often hears from his colleagues that celebrities like hype.As a well-known female star, even if it's for hype, she shouldn't drag innocent people down, right? !

Jing Xian was leaning on the bed, hugging the pillow in his arms, and his mouth made a rare pout, obviously very unhappy.

The more he swiped, the more unhappy he became, and he couldn't concentrate on other things. He opened WeChat, found "kid", thought about it, and asked him: "kid, are you asleep?"

That was when Ai Qingying was on the phone with his parents, but he didn't see it, so it's been a long time since he replied.

Jing Xian sighed again, threw away the pillow and planned to go to sleep, but left a dark light, he lay flat on the bed, tossing and turning.After an unknown amount of time, the phone rang, and he immediately took it out from under the pillow. The kid replied to him, saying: "Not yet, what's the matter?"

Jing Xian typed slowly: Do you know the female star Fu Zhenzhen?

The children quickly replied: I know!

Jing Xian frowned and continued typing: Do you think she is beautiful?

The kid replied to him: Not pretty!too old!

Jing Xian's brows relaxed, feeling a little happier, and then said: It's all right, I'm going to sleep, good night. ^-^

Ai Qingying looked at the little smiling face that appeared for the first time, and almost didn't recover.

Does Jing Xian dislike Fu Zhenzhen so much now?

After he was stunned, he laughed again, and he began to wonder, could Fu Zhenzhen be telling the truth?

Does Jing Xian really like him?

Even if you don't like it, you finally have a good feeling, right? !

Ms. Fu Zhenzhen really does have something!

Jing Xian smiled and prepared to go to bed, and went to watch Fu Zhenzhen's news before going to bed, and finally saw the clarification from Fu Zhenzhen's company.Although it is completely nonsense, how could it be a distant cousin?

But in the end it was clarified, Jing Xian was very naive in this regard, he thought, Fu Zhenzhen won't go to Cyan anymore, right?If the person is taken away by him again, then this matter is over!

His mood finally improved completely. This time, after throwing away his phone, he quickly fell asleep.

Jing Xian has always thought that he arranged well, and the scandal has been clarified, and Cyan also has room to write and sing well, and display his talent.When he went to work the next day, even though his colleagues were still discussing Fu Zhenzhen's incident, he was in a good mood and he had nothing to worry about.

Until, at noon, Ai Qingying called him.

He was looking at the information on the computer with his chin resting on his chin at that time, when the phone rang, he didn't take a second look, and picked it up casually: "Hello."

"It's me!" Ai Qingying's happy voice sounded.

Jing Xian lifted his spirits, immediately put down his palms, sat up straight, and his voice became tighter: "What's the matter?"

"I'm at the door of your unit!"

"...Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come again—"

"But I made you lunch!!"

"........."

"Come down, it's time for lunch!"

"I won't go down, you go quickly." Jing Xian refused mercilessly.

Ai Qingying said pitifully: "I drove your car here, and I specially delivered meals to you. I learned it for a long time, and it took me a few failed recipes to succeed..."

Jing Xian was so pitied by him, he frowned and stood up, looked out the window, and vaguely saw a familiar car parked in the parking strip at the door.

"I did it all morning, and I was burned, and there were several blisters on my hands..."

Jing Xian sighed secretly, put down his phone, turned and went downstairs, his colleagues stopped him: "Go to eat? Wait for us! Let's go together!"

"Uh, I'm not going to eat."

The colleagues just let him go, Jing Xian seemed to be a thief, slipped to the door of the unit, Ai Qingying was about to open the door, he rushed over, opened the passenger door, quickly got into the car, and said displeasedly: "Can't you stop at a distance?"

"I have no experience."

"Don't be coquettish."

"...You eat." Ai Qingying handed over the lunch box flatteringly, and Jing Xian saw that his fingers really had two blisters, and immediately became unhappy: "Does it not hurt?"

"Hey, it doesn't hurt!"

Jing Xian raised his eyes, glared at him, and taught: "How do you play the piano and guitar like this! In your line of work, hands are the most important thing!"

"It's okay, it's hot on your hands, it doesn't matter!"

Jing Xian was still unhappy, Ai Qingying whispered: "Open the lunch box and have a look..."

Jing Xian stretched out his hand to open the door, and Ai Qingying hurriedly asked, "What are you doing!"

"I'm going to buy you some ointment for your burns!" Jing Xian got out of the car angrily, and turned around to explain, "Don't get out of the car! Don't let others see you!" After finishing speaking, Jing Xian walked across the road diagonally.

Ai Qingying grinned, watched Jing Xian go away, lowered her head and kissed the blisters on her fingers, all of them were meritorious.

The pharmacy is just 50 meters away, just to cross the road, buy ointment quickly, stand on the side of the road waiting for the car to drive away, but after waiting for a long time, two female colleagues of Jing Xian came out of the unit together and were going to A nearby Japanese grocery store had set meals, the two of them were talking and laughing, and accidentally saw Jing Xian across the road.

The two of them immediately waved to Jing Xian, and before they could call out their names, Jing Xian had already walked across the road and did not see them.

Colleague Lin said, "What did Jing Xian go to the pharmacy to buy?"

Colleague Xu shook his head: "I don't know, are you feeling unwell? I went to buy medicine suddenly."

"Let's go! Ask him and ask him to have lunch with us!" The two of them held hands and turned to look for Jing Xian, only to see Jing Xian getting into a car on the side of the road. The two of them looked at each other and saw gossip in each other's eyes. of light.

Jing Xian took off the burn ointment, looked down at his fingers: "Hand over here."

Ai Qingying obediently passed her hands in front of him, one was hot on the face of her left hand, this one was a small spot, and the other was on the surface of her right index finger, this one was bigger, almost as wide as a finger.

Jing Xian frowned, and gently wiped the cold ointment on his hands, without raising his head, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's ice cold!"

"The aunt at the pharmacy said that after applying this, it will go away after a few hours of soaking." Jing Xian took out another box of band-aids and explained, "You can put this on when the time comes. Poke him."

"OK!"

"speak politely!"

"Hey." Ai Qingying handed over the lunch box again, "Then open it and have a look."

Jing Xian had no choice but to wipe his hands with a wet paper towel, and opened the lunch box. It was omelet rice, with ketchup on the egg surface and a smiling face on it, which turned out to be pretty good.

"I can only do this, it's fairly simple, I've tried it, and it tastes good!"

Jing Xian didn't move, and he said again: "The egg skin is so difficult, it took many times to succeed, and the hands are so hot."

Only then did Jing Xian reach out to take the lunch box, and said to him, "Don't do it again in the future."

"Uh-huh."

"Have you eaten?"

"I came here after eating. I'm going to the bar to rehearse next."

Jing Xian nodded, and said again: "Then what, then whose company has clarified, you are not allowed to provoke others, be honest."

"Don't worry! Don't provoke me! Be honest!"

Ai Qingying was very obedient today, and her hand was injured because of him. Jing Xian was reluctant to teach him any more, her expression softened, and she told her again: "Don't come here again, just live a good life."

"it is good!"

"I'm leaving." Jing Xian said and went to open the door. Ai Qingying wanted to leave him to eat in the car, but after thinking about it, this reason can be used next time, so she didn't call him out, and let him get out of the car and go up.

But after Jing Xian walked a few steps away, he rolled down the car window again and shouted, "Jing Xian!"

"What are you doing?" Jing Xian looked back at him.

"Tell me when you're done eating, whether it's delicious or not."

"Do not."

"Then I'm not leaving."

Jing Xian stared at him for a moment, then hummed, ignored him, turned and left.

so cute.

Ai Qingying leaned on the car window with her elbows, cupped her face in her palms, and smiled straight at Jing Xian's back.

Colleague Lin and Colleague Xu looked at each other again, and they stood behind the sycamore tree next to the car. They held hands and stamped their feet excitedly.

Jing Xian ate omelet rice with a spoon in the office. There were green beans, bacon, shrimp and pineapple in the rice, no onions, and no corn kernels that he hated.Ai Qingying knows that he doesn't eat onions, why doesn't he like corn kernels, that person also knows?

Frankly speaking, it tasted very ordinary, and the man's craftsmanship was indeed mediocre, but he still ate a little bit of it.

The green beans are glutinous and sweet, and the fried rice is refreshing with almost no oil. The pineapple is also sweet.

On the handle of the spoon is a little yellow duck.

While eating, Jing Xian looked at the little yellow duck, annoyed and funny.

Is this out of pride?

However, the little yellow duck is really cute. He was eating when the phone rang, and he picked it up with his left hand to look at it. The kid asked him: Brother Jingxian, what are you doing!

Jing Xian took a photo and sent it to him: eating.

Children: Is it delicious!

Jing Xian thought for a while, and replied: It's delicious.

As soon as it was sent, the door of the office was pushed open, and two colleagues rushed in excitedly, staring at Jing Xian.

Jing Xian put down the spoon in bewilderment, and also looked at them: "What's wrong?"

"Jing Xian, did you bring food today?"

"Uh, yes, it was sent by my family..."

"It looks delicious!"

Jing Xian's hands subconsciously protected the lunch box, this is really not allowed, no matter how unpalatable it is.

Obviously, the two colleagues didn't want to grab food from him, but just smiled at him again, and they ran away again.

Jing Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't know what the two of them were doing, so he shook his head, and he continued to eat.

Jing Xian was actually quite worried about Ai Qingying's hands. He felt that this person was frizzy. Thinking of the last time in Lanzhou, he directly tore off the gauze and bled from his forehead, so he couldn't help frowning again. The blisters are broken and will leave scars in time.

But he was too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask.

Fortunately, Ai Qingying was more obedient, and took the initiative to send him a photo in the afternoon, saying that the blisters had disappeared, and a band-aid was put on.

Jing Xian was relieved and didn't reply him.

Ai Qingying didn't talk anymore, and didn't bother him at night, Jing Xian thought it was good.

Who knows, at noon the next day, Ai Qingying called him again and came to bring him lunch again.

Jing Xian refused to go any further, so he pretended to be pitiful, saying that another trouble had arisen.

Jing Xian asked him to apply the ointment by himself, but he said that the ointment was lost and could not be found.

Jing Xian was so angry that his teeth were itching. Knowing that he did it on purpose, he had to go down, and bought him an ointment, and then put it on him, emphasizing: "Don't cook for me again! It's the same as before , our lives cannot intersect."

Ai Qingying bowed her head and said nothing.

Jing Xian said again: "Did you hear that?"

He still doesn't speak.

"say."

"did not hear."

"..." Jing Xian took a deep breath, and Ai Qingying looked at him again: "I just want to cook for you."

"Don't act like a baby! As I said, your hands are for playing the guitar, not for cooking for me."

"My pleasure."

"........."

"Then you eat in the car, let me feed you once, and I won't come again!" Ai Qingying said happily.

"Don't talk about it!" Jing Xian picked up the lunch box, opened the door and left.

On this day, Ai Qingying made rice with bacon and vegetables, which also had no technical content, but the taste was very refreshing and delicious, Jing Xian still ate all of it.

In the next few days, needless to say, he came to deliver meals every day.

It's useless to say what Jing Xian said, if he doesn't go down, he won't leave.

Jing Xian knows how stubborn this person is, and now he knows how to park far away from the unit's gate, so that it's hard to find even an excuse for bad influence.If Jing Xian asked him not to come, he would say that I eat yours and live yours, and I feel sorry for it, but it was just a meal, and he wanted to eat it himself.Jing Xian couldn't help it, because he was too angry that day and made such a embarrassing thing, he was too embarrassed to talk about it with Ai Qingying now.

After sending them off for more than a week, Jing Xian asked him helplessly: "What's the matter, you won't come?"

He said: "I said it, let me feed you once! I won't come!"

Jing Xian looked towards the roof of the car, what kind of obsession is this?

Ai Qingying said: "Anyway, it's in the car, and no one saw it. Let me feed you once, and I will never bother you again!"

Jing Xian glared at him, and he blinked at Jing Xian.

Jing Xian admits defeat: "Only one scoop."

Ai Qingying smiled happily: "Okay!"

Ai Qingying made steamed eggs with minced meat today, Jing Xian likes to eat them, and also likes to mix steamed eggs with rice, Jing Xian looked at it, his heart moved, and he couldn't help asking: "How do you know that I don't like eating corn kernels? "

Ai Qingying lowered her head and mixed the rice, and said, "When I was in Lanzhou last time, I thought you would like it, so I bought you four servings of corn kernels, but you didn't eat any of them."

"..." All of this can be seen, Jing Xian couldn't help but feel admiration, and his eyes softened a lot.

Ai Qingying raised her head and handed him the spoon with a smile: "Open your mouth, ah—"

"Shut up!" Jing Xian didn't look at him, but opened his mouth awkwardly, and after eating the spoonful of rice, Ai Qingying's eyes sparkled, and asked him: "How is it, is it delicious?"

"It's okay." Just after finishing speaking, the spoon was stretched out again, Jing Xian had to open his mouth again, and ate another full spoonful.As soon as he ate it, Jing Xian quickly turned his head out of the car, trying to avoid Ai Qingying's spoon, but saw the figures of two female colleagues flashing past in front of the car, he was startled, and then looked carefully. Look, the two of them passed by the car with normal faces, and didn't see him.

Jing Xian heaved a sigh of relief, Ai Qingying still wanted to feed him.

Jing Xian resolutely refused, took his lunch box, turned around and left, and before leaving, he did not forget to turn his head and threaten: "If you come again, you will not be allowed to live in my house again!"

Ai Qingying watched him walk into the gate of the unit with a smile, lowered her head and pulled the band-aid on her hand, the burnt area was already healed.

He kissed again, but felt that his fingers were empty, and a thought flashed in his mind, and he immediately turned around and ran away.

Jing Xian secretly observed the two female colleagues, and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he was really relieved.

However, who would have thought that the next day, he would come back again!

Jing Xian frowned, determined not to go downstairs, no matter what the other party said, he would not go downstairs, there was no need for them to meet again, the other party was too good at demagogy.

A quarter of an hour later, two female colleagues came up and looked at Jing Xian from time to time, obviously wanting to say something. Jing Xian looked up at them and asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Is there anything I need help with?"

The two of them laughed "hey".

Jing Xian also smiled: "Just mention it, I will try my best."

"Cough." Colleague Lin stretched out his hand to draw circles on the table, not daring to look at Jing Xian, and whispered, "It's nothing, yes, that handsome guy...he's standing at the door waiting for you..."

"Did he stay in the car honestly?!" Jing Xian immediately stood up.

"Yeah!" Colleague Lin quickly raised his head and said anxiously, "Go down and have a look!"

Colleague Xu also said: "Did you quarrel? Don't be angry with him! You are so good-looking, how can you bear it? If you have something to say, be careful it's raining again..." Colleague Lin tugged her, and she also "coughed" After a few times, I looked up at the sky, not daring to speak again.

Jing Xian's face was reddish, only then did he realize what he just said, the colleagues obviously knew it!He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

He simply turned his head and strode out of the office.

Sure enough, Ai Qingying was standing at the door waiting for him. She was so good-looking that passers-by would look at him from time to time.Jing Xian strode up to him holding back his anger, and was about to say something harsh to him.

Ai Qingying has already placed her palm in front of Jing Xian: "Look!"

Jing Xian took a closer look, the band-aid was gone on the finger he had burned earlier, but there was an extra black word: Xian.