Disciplinary Guidelines

Jiang Heng is a man of hard work, which Ji Yao knew from the time he fell in love with him.

He does things safely and methodically, and rarely draws big cakes when his brain is hot. Generally, the things he announces are almost always in his mind several times, and have considered the feasibility.

So just after nine o'clock on Monday morning, Ji Yao received a call from the designer, saying that he wanted to discuss "communicating opinions on interior decoration design" with him, and asked if he was free.

"Interior decoration?" Ji Yao had been busy all morning and hadn't recovered from the ward rounds, so he asked after a while: "Is it the suite in Jing'an District?"

"That's right." The other party smiled and said politely, "Are you free recently? We can choose a place that is convenient for you to meet."

That night, Jiang Heng seemed to just ask casually, and didn't say anything in detail afterwards. Ji Yao thought he was just temporarily making a plan to be implemented later, but he didn't expect him to move so fast. In two days, the designer couldn't understand it. Find it.

Probably because he was too dazed, the designer on the other side of the phone quickly asked again.

"Well, okay, I'm free." Ji Yao hurriedly said, "Then it's 12:30 noon, is that okay?"

The designer on the opposite side quickly agreed, Ji Yao hung up the phone, added WeChat to the other party, and pushed the address of a coffee shop next to the hospital to the other party.

During the lunch break, Ji Yao changed his clothes and was about to go out. He bumped into the little nurse who was coming to take over the shift. She was holding a small beautifully packaged box in her hand. There were smiles on the corners of her eyes and brows, and her steps were brisk and lively. At work, she probably has to jump up and walk.

"What's going on, what kind of happy event did you meet?" Ji Yao wondered, "Did money fall from the sky?"

"What is it, Doctor Ji?" The little nurse sighed, as if she felt sorry for his vulgarity.

"It was given by my boyfriend." The little nurse clenched her fists and said with a smile on her face, "Don't tell me, that peach blossom talisman is very useful. Not long after I put it on, he confessed to me."

Ji Yao: "..."

The little nurse seemed to think of something, she suddenly realized something, and said, "By the way, Doctor Ji, have you used it too? How do you feel about the effect?"

Of course—not bad, Ji Yao thought, although this "peach blossom" is an old peach blossom, at least they got back together successfully.

Thinking of this, the other beneficiary of the Peach Blossom Talisman looked at her wonderingly, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, wondering if this thing is so mysterious.

"The effect is, it's... not bad."

What Ji Yao said was ambiguous, but fortunately, he is not usually a gossip person, so the little nurse didn't think much about it, and just continued to talk to him happily: "I think this blogger is very amazing! It's very useful, Doctor Ji, how about you?" You must persist in using it, persistence is victory!"

Unable to resist her enthusiasm, Ji Yao nodded vaguely, and entered the elevator full of wonder.

Mercury retrograde first, and then peach blossoms, the more Ji Yao thought about it, the more he felt that this thing would rather be believed than not, so he took out his phone, sneakily found the Weibo account of the metaphysics blogger, and clicked the follow button.

In the private message window, an automatic reply to follow notifications popped up quickly, and Ji Yao glanced at it, only to find that the blogger actually had his own customized metaphysics service.

With a stomach full of question marks, he moved his fingers on the screen for a while, but finally did not delete the dialog.

After about ten seconds, the elevator stopped on the first floor.Ji Yao straightened his collar and walked out of the hospital gate. When he arrived at the scheduled coffee shop, he found that someone was already waiting inside.

The designer Jiang Heng was looking for was a woman in her early thirties, wearing a light gray professional attire, she looked very capable.

There was a cup of black coffee on her desk, and several thick file folders and selected volumes of decoration styles were piled up in her hand. Her professional characteristics were very recognizable.

Ji Yao entered the door, before he had time to identify himself, he saw the woman raised her head and looked at him.She turned her eyes on him as if her eyes were locked, then stood up with a smile, and said hello to Ji Yao.

"Doctor Ji, right." The woman smiled, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "My surname is Han, and my single name is Hui Hui, a flower. I am the designer of this interior decoration plan."

"Hello."

Ji Yao shook hands with her, then sat down opposite her, and called the waiter to order a cup of hot drink.

"That's right, Mr. Jiang asked me to ask for your opinion on the decoration of the room." Han Hui is a very straightforward person, and she directly cut to the point: "Do you have any opinions on the design of the house?"

Ji Yao has never done this kind of homework since he was so old. His only impression of the living environment is that it looks pleasing to the eye. When asked by Han Hui, he really didn't think of any special requirements.

Han Hui had probably seen quite a few clients like him, so she smiled when she saw this, took out two floor plans of houses from the folder, and showed them to Ji Yao with a pen.

"It's like this. Regarding the living area downstairs, Mr. Jiang hopes to open up the bedroom and the small utility room next to it to expand the bedroom area. Then change the functionality of the guest room and cancel the guest room setting of the second bedroom. But specifically change it to What, Mr. Jiang said to listen to your opinion." Han Hui circled a few circles on the floor plan while explaining, pointing to Ji Yao: "As for the balcony, I originally proposed a retro-style green planting style, but Mr. Jiang said that you are busy with work, so you don’t consider this kind of design that takes time to take care of.”

"Wait, wait—" Ji Yao couldn't help interrupting her: "Cancel the guest room, why?"

Jiang Heng's duplex room has many rooms, if there is no room, it sounds very unreasonable.

"Because Mr. Jiang believes that there is no need to set up a second bedroom in this house." Han Hui said: "He thinks this is an exclusive area for the two of you, and theoretically there is no possibility of outsiders staying overnight."

It was only when Han Hui talked about Ji Yao that she vaguely realized that Jiang Heng seemed to be a bit obsessed with family cleanliness.He classifies this range as his own private domain, and no one except Ji Yao is willing to let it in.

Even Xiao Tong seems to communicate with him in the outer circle of this field.

"But he also said that we need to refer to your opinion. If you think you need to keep it, I can add this to the memo." Han Hui added after observing Ji Yao's expression.

"No, listen to him." Ji Yao shook his head and said, "Then don't."

Jiang Heng wanted to classify this home as a place that only belonged to the two of them, but Ji Yao had no objection.Jiang Heng has already made his best efforts to give him absolute freedom, so Ji Yao is also willing to abide by this unspoken little rule with Jiang Heng, and make this home as secret and safe as possible.

Han Hui nodded and added something to the memo.

"What about the office area upstairs?" Han Hui asked again: "Mr. Jiang said that you may want to separate from him in this space planning, so do you like an independent study room or a semi-independent compartment?"

If it was three years ago, Ji Yao would definitely choose the former.

At that time, he and Jiang Heng were more than close but not trusting enough. He was addicted to love but worried about reality, so he paid special attention to "freedom" and "independence".He maintained a state of being able to withdraw at any time, stubbornly refusing to integrate his heart into Jiang Heng.

But now he has no such worries.

"I don't listen to him." Ji Yao joked: "It's better to make it open, as long as the desks are separated, it's quite efficient to watch him work."

"It's not tiring to work as a couple." Han Hui also smiled, and revealed a little digression along with his joke: "I have designed houses for many same-sex couples, and it can be seen that you have a very good relationship."

Ji Yao lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, smiled, but did not answer this sentence.

A good relationship is inevitable, but he and Jiang Heng are not just young couples in love.They have gone through a long period of running-in, defeated by reality and immaturity, wandering around in the sea of ​​people for so long, and spent a lot of effort fighting each other before they finally managed to hold each other's hand.

On Jiang Heng's birthday, too many messy things happened, so Ji Yao didn't realize that there was no birthday cake on the table until he woke up the next day.

At that time, he was still puzzled, because in Ji Yao's impression, Jiang Heng was a person who paid great attention to rituals. Even if no one accompanied him on his birthday, he would still buy a cake to coax himself. Forget about it.

He went to ask Xiao Tong at that time, but unexpectedly, Xiao Tong was also very sorry, saying that Jiang Heng insisted on refusing to ask for it, because he felt that the cream was too sweet and it was no longer suitable for his taste.

Ji Yao knew almost immediately that this was not the real answer, but he didn't dare to say anything, and only asked Jiang Heng alone on the way to work.

"Actually, it's nothing. I can also have my own temper." Jiang Heng smiled helplessly at the time and said, "Just treat me as a prank."

Because Xiao Tong didn't pay much attention to this day and took away his birthday cake, so he only got angry on this matter, and never bowed his head, nor shared his birthday with others.

He didn't regret the unformed past, nor did he resent Xiao Tong for it.It's just that Jiang Heng has his own arrogance when it comes to these little-known little things.

From then on, Ji Yao couldn't help but think that Jiang Heng loved him, perhaps more than he realized.

He broke his usual bottom line, gave up his persistence, and was willing to go back and try again—perhaps this itself was the result of his self-confrontation.