If love could come back

He is a meticulous man.

Someone once said that a careful man can not only arrange his life in an orderly manner, but also know when to do what and what to pay attention to. The most obvious thing is that he will take care of himself carefully before going out. Her grooming is very measured, her clothes are appropriate, and she always gives the impression of being clean and tidy, which makes people feel comfortable.

That alone fits him well.

It turns out that "careful" can also be used to describe a man. He is completely different from her two careless brothers, but it also made her realize that this is a serious style of life, which can only be done by mature men. Bar.

Also because of this earnestness and meticulousness, he always thinks of her from her standpoint, and even quickly understands what she wants.

Because he paid attention to her every word and deed, he knew that she wanted to listen to that lecture, so he silently gave what he could.

Because he considered her feelings and didn't want to burden her, he did not hesitate to make up a lie.

Just do everything you can to make her happy, even if it's just a little bit, and then never mention your efforts.

His intentions can be imagined.

Now, he firmly walked in front of her again and integrated into her life, just like sharing what she likes now, even if it was just a simple little thing, he still seemed to be enjoying it.

He had a relaxed and comfortable face, and he did not show any irritation or disgust because of the noisy dining environment. The smile on his mouth was full of appreciation and enjoyment of the food.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

As soon as Kingsley looked up, he saw that she was staring at him in a daze.

"Huh? Uh, uh."

She quickly regained her senses, but her cell phone rang again at this moment, but this time it was a call from a colleague.

"Hello... Information about the police? I'm eating out now, and I haven't gone back yet... Well, I see... Okay, I will remember, bye!"

She didn't want to keep talking on the phone, which would be very impolite to the person at the same table, so she ended the call as soon as possible and said to him, "It's a colleague from PPRB."

"Is there something to go back?"

He thought the police station had something to call her back.

"No, she called to remind me to go to the mailbox to check the police video."

"Warning?"

"That's right, the female colleague who is in charge of hosting this issue is temporarily unable to participate in this filming due to emergency, and Qi Sir asked me to take the lead." As soon as this was mentioned, her tone became a little more sad.

PPRB has a community relations class, a journalism and publicity class, and each has four full-time teams under its jurisdiction. There are many people more suitable than her, but Sir Qi asked her to go by name, saying that it is to give newcomers a chance to exercise.

You must know that Police Call is mainly to appeal to citizens to provide clues to crimes and to raise citizens' awareness of criminal methods. It is a serious program. She is afraid that she will be stage fright and make jokes, or even forget her words. What should I do?

Anyway, no matter how you think about it, it feels very wrong.

Filming the police program belongs to the work of the TV and film liaison team. I didn't expect to go to their team to borrow someone for a temporary replacement this time.Ever since she got the order, she's worried that she's going to mess it up.

Amy also said with a smile that she had filmed a promotional video about traffic safety before and had more experience than them, but that was totally different!

"You don't want to do it?"

She frowned in distress, "It's not that I don't want to do it, I'm just worried that I won't do well. I heard that this issue will add an interview session. Although there is a script, what should I do if I can't remember it?"

Her confession made him bend his lips, but he still hit the nail on the head out of habit.

"As far as I know, "Police" is not a live broadcast. Even if something goes wrong, you can still restart it with NG, not to mention post-production. In other words, it doesn't matter if you make a mistake."

"Even you think I'm going to make a mistake?"

Women are always sensitive, and hearing what he said made her feel even more hopeless about her future.

"That's not what I meant." He couldn't help laughing, so he had to explain in a gentle voice, "But as long as people make mistakes, everyone calls you 'Sharp Girl', yes, but it doesn't mean you have to be the most perfect everywhere. .Just do the best you can, do what you have to do, and don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”

After listening, she pondered for a while and understood a little.

"Well—you're right, as long as I do it seriously, I'll have a clear conscience." After it's over, I don't feel relieved, "Is there a reason for being wrong?"

That nervous look made him finally laugh out loud, "I remember that when I won the award for the first time, I was just like you now. Facing so many well-known seniors in the audience, I was so nervous that I didn't even know what to say. what's good."

"Really?"

After thinking about it, I couldn't believe it.It's not that she hasn't seen him accepting the award, his whole body exudes a certain calmness, his eyes seem to be born with calmness and calmness, his gestures are full of confidence, and even his speeches are wise and not lost Humor, is this what a nervous person should do?

"Of course. I was more or less stage fright at the first time, but then I told myself - no matter what, I won this award anyway."

After he finished speaking for a while, she pondered for a moment with bright eyes, then slowly smiled, and immediately understood what he meant, she nodded with a teachable smile. "So, confidence can only be given to myself? So, I should change my mood of anticipation. Maybe it will be a special and rare experience?"

Because of her intelligence, his smile was full of affirmation and unabashed admiration.

"Then I need to refuel before I go to gain new experiences," she joked.

The two can eat and chat together without restraint like now, without any barriers. She has never thought of such a relaxed and natural interaction before. There is also a feeling of incompleteness.

The two of them didn't eat too much for dinner, but they still felt that their stomachs were full of warmth.

Before leaving, she went to the bathroom first.

Kingsley, who was left behind, inadvertently caught a glimpse of her mobile phone on the table, and the bottom of his eyes flickered faintly.Two seconds later, he decided to make a phone call. If he was lucky, he might still make it in time.

But the facts showed that Goddess of Luck favored him, the phone was connected quickly, and a hearty voice came from the microphone.

"Hello? Professor, you don't want to miss me, do you?"

"Have you gotten on the plane yet?" He ignored the teasing and asked himself.

"I'm a lucky guy, flight delay, at least two hours for me to sit idle." Weak self-deprecating, although flight delays have long been commonplace for him, but he still gets tired of eating every day, okay?

"That's right, do me a favor."

"Hey, come again?"

Laughing in surprise, he protested symbolically.

The arc of the smile on the corner of Kingsley's mouth deepened, and he turned a deaf ear to his protest, completely ignoring his friend's depressed mood when his flight was delayed, and insisted on asking for help.

"OK, no problem."

The friend on the other end of the phone agreed quite simply after listening, but his inflated curiosity made him want to know why Kings was in such a hurry, but he just smiled and thanked again: "Thank you, I owe you a share." Favor."

"It's two copies, okay? It's okay if you don't say anything, how about we discuss it? Next time I go to Hong Kong, you two want to treat me to dinner!" The tacit understanding between friends, some things don't need to be delved into, and he believes in what he sees with his own eyes. See you.

With the previous experience, you don't need to think too much about who it is for.

Sure enough, she was a miraculous young lady who could break open the professor's heart, which was as stubborn as a rock?

When they first met, Kingsley was already a person who only knew how to bury his head in research all day long. Even though he had an outstanding appearance and family background, he still kept women away, because he always put research first, and he was interested in feelings. j□j is neither painful nor itchy.

Being with him means being jealous of "research" every day. The most tragic thing is that there will never be a day when you can win. It is obvious that a lively and attractive woman is in front of you, but it is far inferior to a bunch of boring and complicated things. The stats are so attractive, which woman can bear this kind of insult?

But now, the feng shui has really turned. It turns out that the big professor also has time to worry about women.

"OK."

It's not that he doesn't understand his friend's surprise, if it were the same as before, he wouldn't believe that one day he would care more about someone than research.

"...Kingsley?"

Just when he ended the call, a soft inquiry sounded from beside him, and he looked—"Catherine?"

She is Fang Shibo's only daughter.

Ever since they broke up that day, the two had no contact at all.Later, by chance, I met several times, and Miss Fang's frankness was somewhat similar to that of Sharp Girl.Since he behaved gracefully as a woman, he had no reason to reject others thousands of miles away.

So they became friends.

At this time, both of them met in this small shop by accident.

"It's really you, I thought I was wrong." Miss Fang turned her head and said to her friends, "Go ahead first, I'll come later."

After her friend left, Ms. Fang smiled at Kingsley and said, "Mind if I sit down?"

"Please sit down, what a coincidence."

"Yeah, I just came back to Hong Kong, and I've been busy gathering with friends these days. Today I said that I would take me to see the real Hong Kong food. I didn't expect you to be here, with your friends?"

"Ah."

Kingsley replied politely.

"I see. Is it your ideal partner who loves to watch the stars?" Miss Fang glanced at the table, a hint of wisdom flashed in her eyes. "Do you think I should stay here to see what kind of person I lost to?"

Hearing this, he laughed, and followed her joke tone, but it was not a joke.

"Of course a unique person."

"Do you have to hit me like this? Everyone is unique, and so am I." Ms. Fang complained pretending to be dissatisfied, but she couldn't help but admire her in her heart, and she could clearly hear the love in his words.

As soon as these words came out, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Xu Xiaoli, who came out of the bathroom, raised her eyes and paused her footsteps—a beautiful woman was sitting opposite Kingsley. Although she couldn't hear what was being said, she could tell from her expression that they were having a good chat.

Who is she?

With doubts in mind, she walked over.

The beautiful woman facing her was the first to notice her. At first, her eyes were a little puzzled, but after looking at Kingsley, she smiled suddenly.

Seeing this, Kingsley followed Miss Fang's gaze and turned his head. When he saw her, he couldn't help but smile gently, and naturally got up to meet her, and Miss Fang also stood up.He introduced them: "This is Catherine Fong, she is Xu Xiaoli, you can also call her 'Sharp Girl'."

"Ms. Fang, hello."

She smiled slightly.

"Hi, actually, you can just call me Catherine." Ms. Fang smiled mysteriously, and she looked at Kingsley who was beside her meaningfully. "Finally a chance to meet you."

Kingsley, who understood the meaning in her eyes, smiled without saying a word.

What does this mean?

Xu Xiaoli, who was standing next to him, looked puzzled.Of course, she didn't miss that eye contact. The two people's eyes were full of incomprehensible messages, and even the smiles on their lips were so similar...

Suddenly, she was slightly stunned.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." Catherine turned to Xu Xiaoli, "See you later."

"……goodbye."

After that, Catherine turned around and left gracefully.

"She is--?"

"The only daughter of my Daddy friend, she has been studying violin at the Vienna Conservatory of Music before returning to Hong Kong."

"She's so pretty and looks so classy."

When she was seated again, she couldn't help sighing enviously, if Ivy is said to be elegant in the international style, then this Miss Fang belongs to that kind of Korean elegance, with a quiet and reserved feeling. "It turned out to be music... no wonder."

"I heard that she has liked the violin since she was a child, just like you like being a policeman. If you talk about the elegance of a person who studies music, then being a policewoman is a rare thing, isn't it even more rare?"

She could hardly control the corners of her mouth that kept rising, pretending to look at him sullenly, with a little coquettishness in her tone.

"I just found out now that you are very good at speaking nice words, and you also said that you don't know how to coax girls."

"I mean seriously."

Helpless and funny, although it was regarded as sweet talk, but he didn't mind it, because that's not the point.

"By the way, didn't you say you want the lecture materials?"

"Ah."

She responded subconsciously, but quickly came to her senses, raised her eyelashes, and suddenly had an intuition: "You have?"

There was something inexplicable in his heart, but he still had the same expression on his face, smiling slightly.

"Well, I'll send you an E-mail when I get back."

Hearing this, she was pleasantly surprised, she did not doubt that there was him. "Actually, I'm really anxious to see it. That's fine, I don't need to bother other people if I ask you directly... It's the first day we met, so I'm too embarrassed to bother others."

So far, he didn't say anything else, just smiled more gently and softly, and slowly agreed.

"Yeah, so you don't have to trouble others."

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