5 Chapter 5

◎Inform your boyfriend that he is safe (repair)◎

The driver waited outside the hospital for a long time and smoked a few cigarettes before finally getting a call. His eyes twitched, and he hurriedly put out the cigarette. There was freshly dispersed fog in the air, and he waved it with his hand to disperse the smell. A moment later, Shen Lie came out of the hospital. After a few steps, he caught a glimpse of a girl behind him. She was wearing white T-trousers and a simple schoolgirl dress. He recognized that face. She was the girl hiding from the rain outside the theater.

The two people walked one behind the other. The figure in front was broad and the figure behind was slender, forming a distinct physical difference.

Chen Jing'an was calling Qin Yinian to report that he was safe.

When leaving the hospital, the volume of his voice was deliberately raised: "Teacher, there is nothing wrong. He is in the hospital and waiting for surgery. Well, don't worry. I will call you when I come out of the hospital now and go back to school."

"About forty minutes."

"... "

Arrived in front of the car, Shen Lie stopped and turned around.

The call had been hung up, and Chen Jing'an slowly put down the phone without knowing why.

"Miss Chen, do you need to take a picture of the license plate number and send it to your boyfriend to report that he is safe?" Shen Lie stopped and asked.

"No need."

"Are you sure? He should recognize my license plate. If anything happens to you, he knows who to call." Shen Lie spoke quickly and unhurriedly.

Chen Jing'an's face was a little hot. How could she not hear the teasing tone? The phone call she just made was indeed made to him on purpose. It is always right to be more prepared when going out.

Shen Lie's eyes were dark.

She felt as if she was transparent, and there was no way to hide her thoughts from him.

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"...Yeah."

The driver opened the back seat door: "Please get in the car."

Chen Jing'an held the bag strap and suddenly thought of something when he got to the car: "Mr. Shen, can you be nearby?" Do you want to stop at the subway station? There is a traffic jam near the school, so I won't waste your time."

"No,"

Shen Lie answered quickly and decisively.

"..."

Shen Lie stood on the other side of the car, his whole body hidden in the darkness. His specific expression could not be determined. The outline of his face was all carved by light and shadow. He could only judge from his voice that his mood was very light: "Entrusted by others, loyal. What should I tell Uncle Zhou if something happens to you tonight?"

Chen Jing'an wanted to say that the subway was safe. Shen Lie raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, looked at her with his eyelids raised, and reminded: "Ms. Chen, I am indeed in a hurry. Time."

"Okay, please." Chen Jing'an gritted his teeth and got into the car.

The time in the car was not easy, every minute was torturous. Two people were sitting in the back seat. The space in the car was small. Even if there was no physical contact, the car was heavy and the smell was as domineering as the person. The top note was It was cold, and the backnote was the melancholy of wood. She almost pressed herself against the car door, shrunk into a ball, wishing she could just be like a pendant, with no sense of existence, and quietly get through these forty minutes.

Chen Jing'an even began to think wildly, what would she do if things went to the worst direction, what could she do with her little strength, could she jump out of the car, how would she call the police... Her whole body was very tight, as if she had been touched even slightly. A slingshot that can be ejected.

It just went on like this.

However, Shen Lie did nothing.

Most of the time, he leans back in the back chair and closes his eyes to rest. A call comes in midway about work, and then he opens the computer to check the email. After reading it, he makes a few suggestions, which are clear and organized. Chen Jing'an sat upright, tilting her head to look at the traffic outside the window. Her peripheral vision did not leak to that side, but when the car entered the tunnel, his shadow was unexpectedly reflected on the window.

He had a good profile, a straight nose bridge, high brow bones, and a clear jaw line. She remembered his casual and lazy look when he was smoking, and another look when he was working.

His heart stopped for half a second. Chen Jing'an immediately looked away, half-closed his eyes, looked at the hand on his leg, and rubbed the thin calluses on his fingertips.

The car parked a few hundred meters away from the school. It was Shen Lie's instruction.

"There are so many people, so I sent Miss Chen here to prevent others from gossiping."

"Thank you."

There are many wealthy students in their school. Such luxury cars are too eye-catching, and it is really uncomfortable for her to get out of the luxury car in the middle of the night. Suitable, Chen Jing'an was suddenly a little surprised. She didn't expect Shen Lie to consider this.

This time the thank you is sincere.

Although this journey is indeed a bit difficult.

But at least the other party had no other intentions and was just kind enough to send her back to school.

Before leaving, Shen Lie didn't even glance at him, still staring at the documents on the screen:

"Miss Chen, walk slowly."

His tone was very calm, without any emotion.

Chen Jing'an also had to reflect, maybe it was a misunderstanding last time in the club, he and her boyfriend didn't get along, and those words were just casual remarks. With the other person's status, what kind of girl has he not seen before? He was just an ordinary student, so how could he arouse his interest? The two families had already known each other about the teacher, so these were just coincidences.

She seems to be a little too fond of herself.

If you think about this clearly, it will be much easier.

—Chen

Jing'an went to the hospital to visit Zhou Zhengqing whenever he had time after class. His senior brothers and sisters also came back one after another. There were always people in the ward. Several former students gathered around the teacher's bedside, talking about the past and comparing who got more slaps on the butt. , Chen Jing'an never once shouted that the teacher was biased. Zhou Zhengqing hugged the quilt and defended himself with a smile. Which family doesn't love the youngest the most? If anyone is envious, it is not impossible to become a disciple again.

The operation went smoothly and he was transferred to the general ward two days later.

Chen Jing'an has never seen Shen Lie again, but his name is often mentioned by the teacher. Zhou Zhengqing has a very positive evaluation of him. The pre- and post-operative arrangements are thoughtful. He has been here a few times, but he has never bumped into her.

In the blink of an eye, it has been half a month since Qin Yinian was transferred to Bincheng. He has just started working. Because he has never done it before, and he needs to sort out the relationships between all parties, he is very busy every day. Now that he has sorted out some clues, he can only pay attention to it. I had to report the situation to Chen Jing'an and lamented that everything there was good now, but it would be meaningless without her.

"You look like you've lost weight. You run to the school and the hospital every day. I'll come back this weekend. I have to keep it up no

matter what." "Aren't you busy? If you can't get away from work, forget it."

Qin Yinian smiled: "It seems like I'm the only one. Missing you, some people are heartless and don't think about me at all."

Chen Jing'an changed his mind and said that he did.

Qin Yinian sighed over there: "I really want to hug you now."

This is true. After coming to Bincheng, all the social activities overt and covert were indispensable without the company of beautiful women. He always refused because he had a girlfriend. Just now At first, the other party thought that he was a young man from the capital who was too high-minded to look after him, so he found a girl with an amazing face and figure. Qin Yinian still refused, but later he was ridiculed that he was a good man who kept himself clean for his girlfriend. He was also quite proud and told Chen Jing'an the original words to ask for praise.

Chen Jing'an had a smile on her lips and said in a gentle voice, "Well, I praise you."

Bincheng suddenly entered the rainy season.

Qin Yinian asked the driver to drive over. He was waiting downstairs. The rain was intertwined. He saw a slender figure running over, holding a bag on her head and holding the picture frame in front of her with her other hand, so she ran with difficulty. , the rain wet the hem of her skirt, her white shoes were stained with mud, and her ankles were red from the cold.

The girl ran to hide from the rain, and the strands of hair on her forehead were wet, and strands stuck to her cheeks. She shook off the water on her bag in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Out of politeness, Qin Yinian did not look directly at her to avoid embarrassment. , but in the corner of his eye, the girl's face became more and more familiar. As if he was struck by lightning, he turned his head to see the other person's face clearly, and then he was sure that he was right.

Perhaps her gaze was too hot. The girl turned back to look at him. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly startled, and she was also a little surprised. Her eyes were moist and translucent, as if she had also been caught in the heavy rain.

His throat felt like someone was strangling him. Qin Yinian asked softly and with difficulty: "Are you... okay?"

Xu Ruoqing stared at him and smiled slightly: "If I say bad things, will you feel guilty?"

-

Zhou Zhengqing was discharged from the hospital. Later, Chen Jing'an's life became more monotonous. He spent most of his time practicing the piano, and occasionally went to eat and shop near the school after Ruan Ling's hard work.

It was Friday when she was called alone by the dean of the department. The dean succinctly mentioned to her that a sponsor wanted to ask the school to recommend students to shoot a commercial, with traditional culture as the background, and students who needed ethnic music. From a certain level, it was also It can be regarded as promoting national culture, and the other party offers generous rewards, which is a rare opportunity.

"You have a good image and professional abilities. Professor Zhou and I both recommend you."

Chen Jing'an did not agree directly. After asking, he found out that the employer's surname was Shen. This cooperation was just the beginning, and there might be more opportunities in the future.

The dean of the department valued this cooperation very much, so he tried his best to get her to take it.

Opportunities are rare.

But Shen Lie's figure flashed through Chen Jing'an's mind. Even if she had figured out last time that the other party didn't have that kind of thought towards her, she still wanted to avoid it as much as possible.

She could only refuse on the grounds that the performance practice task was too heavy and she was not feeling well.

The head of the department frowned, but did not insist on asking her to agree. He paused for a moment and said, "Well, this time it was said suddenly. You can think about it again when you go back. I hope you can take it. Professor Zhou was also the one who brokered this matter. As his closed disciple, you can't help but support him."

After coming out of the director's office, Ruan Ling waited for her at the bottom of the building for about ten minutes, then came over and held her arm, curious about what the department director said.

Chen Jing'an briefly described the advertisement.

Ruan Ling reached out to touch her forehead and said in an exaggerated tone: "Are you having a fever? You don't want to pay five-digit advertising fees? What a great opportunity. You are so good-looking. If you are chosen by the director, show off. "Why don't I play the piano? I'll just be your manager!"

"I really don't have any ideas in this regard."

"Then please do it now!" Ruan Ling said firmly.

But Chen Jing'an is just cold and gentle on the surface, but actually has a stubborn temper. Her parents are university professors, and her family is relatively wealthy financially and spiritually. Under the influence of her ears and eyes, she has a gentle personality, but she also has her own pursuits, and she is not just pursuing the amount of money. Once she has an idea, it's hard to convince her.

Ruan Ling grinded for a long time and finally had to give up. A thought came to his mind: "How about I go for you? It's so much money. I'm so excited!"

And she's not bad looking either. She has been considered a beauty since she was a child. Faced with She also has that confidence when the camera shoots commercials.

"Do you want to go? If you want to go, I'll tell the dean of the department."

"I want to go! I just don't know if it's possible. If so, I'll treat you to a big dinner!"

Seeing how excited she was, Chen Jing'an also smiled: "I Try it."

"Okay! But Jing'an, you have to go with me." Ruan Ling hugged Chen Jing'an affectionately and smiled shyly. "I'm quite scared to go alone."

Chen Jing'an told the department director. The department chair nodded after meeting Ruan Ling, gave her a few words of advice, and left the matter to her.

The process was smooth.

On Sunday, Chen Jing'an accompanied Ruan Ling there early in the morning. She did not go in. She only found a seat at a nearby coffee shop and waited to cheer Ruan Ling up. He watched her hold her chest up and her head up as she walked majestically into the office building.

On the top floor of the office building, assistant Ji Hong opened the door and entered to report that the students from the Peking University School of Music had arrived. Hearing the sound, Shen Lie raised his eyes, leaned back, relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, his eyebrows stretched, and his lip line twitched slightly. He was listening. When Ji Hong added that the person who came was not Chen Jing'an, but another female student, there was silence for half a second, and then a soft sound escaped from his throat.

Leaning forward, his narrow waist pressed against the edge of the table, he held his eyelids casually and listlessly, holding a pen between his well-joined fingers and turning it around.

Ji Hong explained: "I heard it was because Miss Chen was not feeling well."

"Are you seriously ill?"

"...I didn't say that, it looks serious." Ji Hong said bravely. He felt that the boss was not very happy, but He didn't show much, and couldn't tell what his emotions were.

Shen Lie propped up his chin, his expression as calm as water.

After a while, he just nodded.

Sometimes, it's not a bad thing if the prey is more wary, and the hunting process is actually a bit more interesting.