Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 33

Jiang Yimian didn't notice this, she kept changing the channel while pinching the remote control, "Do you want to watch something?"

Sitting at the dining table and eating in silence always feels very deserted, so she likes to eat on the coffee table, where she can watch movies while eating.It doesn't have to be a popular movie or TV series, there are some themes that she is not even interested in, it is nothing more than listening to the voice so that it will not be too quiet.

Feng Beiting chuckled, "It's fine."

"Oh... I suddenly remembered that day that I wanted to watch a movie I watched a few years ago, but it was even banned here..." She chatted with Feng Beiting while scrolling through the movie.

"What is it?" he asked curiously.

"Hey." She grinned, her two rows of white teeth shining brightly under the light, "The mermaid in the sewer."

"Are all forensic doctors so heavy?"

"Have you watched it too?!" Jiang Yimian felt that this movie did not match Feng Beiting's external temperament, and felt that he should watch "The Spring Scenery of the Tang Dynasty", "The Secret History of Concubine Yang" and the like.

Feng Beiting nodded slightly, "I didn't watch the whole thing, I glanced twice when the prison temple watched it."

Seeing Jiang Yimian's eyes light up for no reason, he asked, "He should have resources there, do you want it?"

"Really?!"

"Yeah." Feng Beiting said that he was about to call Prison Temple, "I'll ask him to send it over, and then I'll send it to you."

"Thank you." Staring at his cell phone, Jiang Yimian suddenly remembered something, "Well...can you tell me your phone number..."

If she encounters a situation like this morning again, at least she can contact him.

Feng Beiting was slightly startled, then nodded, "It's nothing inconvenient."

If she wants to hear, he can tell her his safe password, bank card password and measurements.

He reported a series of numbers, Jiang Yimian wrote it down, and then called him, "This is mine."

"it is good."

Save.

Typed "Jiang Yimian" in the "Contact Name" column, and Feng Beiting softened just by looking at his eyes.

She would not know how long he had been waiting for this day.

Just like others would not understand, just saving a phone number is enough for him to be happy for many days.

Between them...

Finally, there was a substantive connection, and it was no longer his unilateral delusion.

Jiang Yimian didn't notice the strange tenderness in Feng Beiting's eyes, she was busy keeping notes for him, and she gave him more than what he wrote to her.

The seal is beautiful.

This was the first thought that popped into her mind.

Beautiful face, beautiful hands, beautiful personality, in short, everything about him is beautiful.

It was only later that Jiang Yimian realized that the heart he loved her was even more beautiful.

Seeing that Feng Beiting had put down the phone, worried that he would see the note she had given him, Jiang Yimian locked the screen of the phone with a guilty "click".

And while they were keeping in touch with each other, Prison Temple had already passed on the movie.

Feng Beiting passed it on to Jiang Yimian, thinking she would watch it now, but in the end she ordered a random concert to watch, muttering in a low voice, "I'm too lazy to look for it...it will be cold if I look for it..."

"Don't watch that 'Mermaid'?"

"Watch it while eating?!" Jiang Yimian was surprised, with a hint of mischief in her smile, "You seem to have more serious taste than me."

He smiled, his eyes filled with love.

After a meal, they chatted while listening to the music, occasionally Jiang Yimian would hum along to the familiar melody.

Feng Beiting listened quietly, showing curiosity at the right time, "Do you like this kind of Western classical music?"

"Fortunately, the main reason is that my second brother often plays it at home, and I can remember some melodies after listening to it a lot." Her second brother Jiang Miao has a lot of research on Western classical music. For example, he went to listen to the New York Philharmonic Orchestra play Paul Hindemis, he could tell which of the six double basses was a quarter of a beat behind.

"You still have a brother?"

"Yes." And more than one.

However, Feng Beiting didn't ask any more questions, and ate the noodles slowly, occasionally drank a couple of mouthfuls of soup, and gracefully ate the instant noodles that cost a few yuan a pack like a big meal.

After eating the noodles, he asked Jiang Yimian if she wanted to eat cherries, she touched her bulging stomach, she should refuse, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Seeing this, he has the answer.

"Wait a mininute."

Seeing Feng Beiting go back to the opposite side, Jiang Yimian thought he was going to bring cherries to eat with her, but in the end he brought a small bowl of washed cherries to her.

The difference is that this time the cherries are not packed in a disposable bento box, but a fruit plate with a pattern of cherries printed on it.

"The disposable bento box at home is used up," he explained.

"……Oh."

In fact, it doesn't matter what you use to pretend to be her, as long as she can eat it.

"Then I won't bother you, go to bed early."

"Good night."

Waving his hand, Jiang Yimian looked at Feng Beiting's back with a smile, feeling flattered that he had finally made a bosom friend after growing up.

After living for 23 years, Miss Jiang doesn't have a single close friend.

Although there are five older brothers in her family, they are all older brothers and feel different from friends.

Although there are people of the same generation as her in the Jiang family's family friends, they are all boys, and they are all older than her. They all regard her as a younger sister like her five older brothers.They doted on her, protected her, always treated her like a child, and would not treat her in the same position.

When I was in kindergarten, I was young and didn't understand the real definition of the word "friend".

Later, when she went to elementary school, she had a few good friends who played regularly.

But one time she accidentally discovered that she was talking badly about her with her close and intimate friends behind her back, saying that she was the eldest lady of a rich family, and she was often looked down upon by others. Illness, difficult to serve.

It was also the first time that Jiang Yimian cried because of someone other than her family.

She broke up with the other party and started skipping grades to study, trying to leave that environment.

Later, when she was in junior high school, she made a good friend.

That girl treats her very well, doesn't speak ill of her behind her back, and likes to cling to her, giving people the feeling that she likes to make friends with her.

But the fact is that the other party wants to pursue Jiang Mo through Jiang Yimian.

It is conceivable that this friendship died again.

So, Miss Jiang skipped a grade for the second time.

After entering high school, Jiang Yimian became more cautious when making friends. It was rare to meet a girl with a compatible personality and hobbies. She just wanted to give her heart to her, but she gave it to her without hesitation. one knife.

turn out to be--

The girl approached her on purpose.

Because she knew that her grandfather was a judge, and the case of the girl's father was tried by her grandfather at that time.

Then, Miss Jiang skipped a grade again.

It is precisely because of these three grade skips that she was younger than her peers when she went to college. In addition, she went abroad later, making it even more difficult to make close friends.

Originally, she didn't have any hope of making friends, but she didn't expect to meet Feng Beiting by accident.They have common hobbies, similar views, and common topics that they can't finish talking about. The important thing is that the little brother fits all her fantasies and aesthetics of friends.

Except for not being able to go to the bathroom hand in hand with him, everything else is basically up to standard.

She thought that when her eldest brother and sister-in-law came to Los Angeles, she would definitely introduce Feng Beiting to them, lest they think that she hadn't even made any friends in such a big city.

When going to bed that night, Jiang Yimian had a smile on his face.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face on the phone, Feng Beiting also smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)