Jian Qing lay on the soft big bed, wrapped in a quilt, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She didn't know if it was because of the heater, but she always felt hot and stuffy.

The cool mint smell in the mouth has not yet dissipated, it looks very much like the smell on Lu Huaiyu.

Even after rinsing for a long time, he held a toothbrush and taught her that the traces left by brushing her teeth were still particularly clear.

Jian Qing pursed her lips, buried her face in the quilt, and let out a faint sigh.

The day before the Fenghualu Game Original Painting Design Competition, the event was held and text messages about the competition location, time and precautions.

Lin Yi and Zhou Shanshan also joined in the fun to sign up.

After receiving the text message, Jian Qing asked in the WeChat group in their dormitory.

Although the three of them were sketching in the Still Life around Venus, the teacher of Still Life Class was slowly swaying behind him.

There were more than a dozen students in total, and no one dared to whisper.

Jian Qing: [Have you received the match notification sent by Fenghualu?]

Jian Qing: [This notice was sent too late.]

Lin Yi: [No, this is not a wholesale?]

Zhou Shanshan:【I don’t have it either.】

Until a while, Lin Yi sent a screenshot of a text message.

Jian Qing clicks on the picture, the text message is officially worded—

"Thank you for signing up for the "Fenghualu" game original painting design competition. I regret to inform you that you have not been qualified for the competition. I look forward to your participation next time!"

Lin Yi:【???】

Lin Yi: [Why do you still win people in such live competitions?]

Lin Yi: [If I had known that I had signed up, I would not have uploaded photos of Zhou Shanshan’s ID card in previous works.]

Zhou Shanshan:【mmp?】

Zhou Shanshan: [Even if you upload the most awesome works, you might still be beaten.]

Zhou Shanshan: [I am #smile]

She shared a Weibo link to the group.

Jian Qing glanced at the teacher and clicked on Weibo.

Posted by a well-known artist on Weibo.

@haruchun:#Fenghualu Game Original Painting Design Competition# Have you been beaten??

In just a few minutes, there were already hundreds of comments below.

@haru Jiang Tiantian: The wife has been brushed? How strict is this screening?

Countless people are discussing.

@Dream back to the Ming Dynasty to open a brothel: I just want to ask if anyone hasn’t been beaten?

Jian Qing scanned the comments silently and returned to WeChat.

Jian Qing: [I didn’t expect me to be so awesome.]

Lin Yi: [You finally realized it.]

Zhou Shanshan: [Please close the wheat#roll your eyes]

However, the text message of the game notification reminded Jian Qing to ask for leave from Lu Huaiyu.

In the afternoon, she went to the tutor as usual. She wanted to ask him for leave in person, but she received his WeChat message at around five o'clock.

Lu Huaiyu: [If you don’t go back tonight, don’t leave any food, remember to lock the door.]

When Jian Qing sent another message to tell him that when the tutor could not come tomorrow, the opponent seemed to have completely disappeared, and he never replied again, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

Aunt Qin was used to it and waved her hand and smiled: "It's normal. Mr. Lu often takes more than ten or twenty hours to perform an operation. When he sees the news, nothing will happen."

"Ah? Do dentists also need to go to the operating table?" Jian Qing leaned against the rehearsal table and helped Aunt Qin cook supper together.

She was a little surprised, and she didn't expect that Lu Huaiyu could do so long with an operation.

Regarding the concept of a dentist, she is still focusing on cleaning teeth and filling teeth, and the brushing of her teeth step by step yesterday Dr. Lu taught her to brush her teeth step by step...

Aunt Qin lowered her head and peeled the garlic, "It's like orthodontics, and it's easier to repair these, from 9 to 5, but oral surgery is no different from other surgeons, and she's very tired."

"And, the dentistry department of Union Hospital is one of the best in the country. Generally, patients who are treated with serious illnesses are treated. Mr. Lu is the chief physician of the jaw surgery department, and he does major operations that other doctors cannot do." Aunt Qin peeled the last garlic, heated the oil in the pan, and choked on the aroma.

The water in the pool flowed into a thin stream, and Jian Qing carefully washed the soil in the vegetable leaves.

She lowered her head, and the broken hair that was blocked behind her ears gently hanged, revealing her snow-white swan neck.

I remembered that Lu Huaiyu had her teeth examined, taught her to brush her teeth, and compared his surgery that took more than ten hours, it suddenly seemed particularly insignificant and useless.

Aunt Qin's words were opened and she couldn't stop them. She chatted with Jian Qing about her employer.

She lowered her voice, "Can you tell Mian has tibial lips?"

Jian Qing was stunned and shook her head, unable to see at all.

"Mianmian was very serious when she was a child. When she was 12 months old, it was the surgery that Mr. Lu performed on her. Now she can't tell at all, and she speaks normally."

She poured the vegetables in the basin into the pot, and the leaves were stained with water. When they encountered hot oil, they made a sizzling sound.

"The child next door to my neighbor's house is also a tibial lip. After the operation, she could still see a little strange in her mouth. Her mother said that cleft lip and palate can only recover to almost normal people. Look, I still have to see the doctor's skills."

"Later, my neighbor wanted me to ask Mr. Lu to have another surgery on their child, but because the child is old, he has missed the best repair time, which is a pity-"

Jian Qing listened silently, and couldn't help but admire Lu Huaiyu's calmness and rationality.

In principle, if a doctor does not treat himself, he will be confused if he cares about it.

This is how strong the heart is to be able to do it and perform surgery on your daughter.

The master bedroom with a gray tone decoration style is arched on the 1.8 meters tall bed.

The double-layer curtains isolated the light of the day, and only a short floor lamp at the foot of the bed emitted a warm yellow glimmer.

In the quiet and dim space, the shallow breathing sounds were low and slow.

Lu Huaiyu suddenly had an emergency surgery this week. The department was originally planning to ask him to cancel his Friday outpatient clinic and find other doctors to serve in the class so that the surgery could be scheduled until Friday.

But Dr. Lu was particularly dedicated and said that he would not cancel the clinic, so he stayed up all night on Thursday and did not get off work until after four o'clock.

The mobile phone screen on the bedside table suddenly lit up, making a vibrating sound, not loud, but it was enough to disturb people's dreams.

Lu Huaiyu frowned and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes showing laziness and confusion.

He sat up from the bed and was still in a state of not being very awake.

"Hey—" his voice was low and heavy, vague and hoarse, and his throat seemed to be filled with small particles.

"Have he gone to find you?" The woman's bright and moving voice came from the other end of the phone, revealing obvious anxiety and uneasiness.

Cen Yu was filming a reality show variety show, shooting 24 hours a day. She finally avoided the camera and found a remote place to call Lu Huaiyu.

Lu Huaiyu rubbed his somewhat swollen temples, but he didn't react for a moment, and was a little confused, "Who?"

“…”

Cen Yu pursed his red lips and stared at the pink and white cherry blossoms on the ground. He was trampled by passers-by and crushed into the soil, rotten and dilapidated.

After a while, I spit out the two words that burned my mouth, "Chen Juan."

This name she deliberately avoided for a long time was spoken from her own mouth, like a whisk, exposing the deep dust of dust in her inside.

Lu Huaiyu stood up and pulled open the thick curtains.

The white light shone in from the floor-to-ceiling window, and the originally dark room suddenly shone brightly, and he narrowed his eyes unadapted.

His mind gradually became clear, and Lu Huaiyu said lightly, "He came to ask the child if it is his."

Cen Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly and he asked in panic: "Didn't you tell him?"

Lu Huaiyu turned his neck carelessly to relieve his stiff sleeping body, "No, but I really want to."

When Cen Yu and Shen Juan divorced, everyone opposed it, only Lu Huaiyu stood firmly on Cen Yu's side.

Who said that Chen Jue did it was really not human affairs? No matter how hard Lu Huaiyu walked away, he couldn't stand his sister being bullied like that.

But now that so long has passed, the bad debt should be settled.

"I don't care whether you are planning to find a stepfather for Mianmian or look for her biological father, you have to do the same thing, right? I can't keep Mianmian for you all the time. It's not good for children to do you, and the children's feelings will fade."

There was a silence on the other end of the phone.

Without urging her, Lu Huaiyu slowly took out her shirt from the closet and changed it, and buttoned it patiently one by one.

"I know everything you said, but I'm very tired now-" Cen Yu, who has always been free and neat, rarely showed his soft and fragile side.

She paused, "My life has come to something that I don't want if it's not something very incredible."

A gentle sound of closing the door came from the living room. Cen Yu was clearly saying heartbroken words, which made people feel distressed and moved, but Lu Huaiyu was still distracted.

He walked out of the bedroom, and the door of the guest bedroom was open, and there was no one inside. The quilts were neatly folded, and the air emitted a faint sweet orange fragrance.
To be continued...