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The capital gradually became colder, and it got dark quickly. It was impossible to see anything before five o'clock, and all the houses turned on their lights.

Pei Chen called earlier and said he would pick them up to play, but Fu Yuan declined because she had something to do. Wei Ying is a person with late-stage social anxiety, and it is even more impossible for her to go out and play alone, so they are all staying in the store now.

This afternoon, a few customers came to buy flowers. I don’t know how they found this place, but it was a pleasant surprise.

Wei Ying was counting today's sales and said with some surprise: "Yuanyuan, we made 500 yuan today!"

"That's great." Fu Yuan said with a smile, "I can buy you some beautiful kitchenware."

As we were talking, there was a knock on the door. It was the proprietress of the noodle shop next door.

She was carrying a basket, wearing an apron, and smiling: "Haven't you had dinner yet? My family made dumplings, I'll send some for you to try."

"There are two kinds: pork with mushrooms and pork with celery. Try them and see if they suit your taste."

"How can I be so embarrassed?" Fu Yuan stood up from the chair, "You are too polite."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? You're neighbors. You're about the same age as my daughter. She's studying in another city, and every time she comes home, she eats the dumplings I make."

Zhou Jun is a very outgoing, warm and generous person. She has good relations with all the merchants in this area. She will be nice to whoever she likes and is very proactive.

"If you keep talking, the dumplings will get cold." She helped the two girls unpack their chopsticks and handed each of them a pair. "Eat them while they're hot."

Fu Yuan and the other two had no choice but to accept the offer and ate one of each type of dumpling.

"How is it? Is there anything to eat?" Zhou Jun's face was full of anticipation.

They both nodded like little chickens pecking at rice: "It's delicious."

Zhou Jun's face immediately lit up with joy: "That's good, haha, you guys take your time eating, I'm going back now."

When she reached the door, Fu Yuan called her.

She handed a bunch of pink crabapples to Zhou Jun: "This is for you."

Zhou Jun was stunned for a moment, and took it with a somewhat flattered look: "Is it for me?"

"Yeah." Fu Yuan nodded with a smile, "Thank you for the dumplings."

"I've never received flowers before." The woman couldn't hide the joy on her face.

What woman doesn’t like flowers and romance? People of all ages like them.

"If you like, I will give you a bouquet of flowers every day from now on."

"How can that be possible?" Zhou Jun glanced at the girl with a smirk, "If you send me gifts every day, the flower shop will go bankrupt."

Having said that, she went back happily holding the flowers.

There were more than forty dumplings in two plates. Fu Yuan ate about ten of them, and the rest went into Wei Ying's stomach. In addition to cooking, she also liked to eat.

After eating, Wei Ying cleaned up the store and went to the back.

Jiuting usually closes at 7pm, but today is an exception.

There was only a small warm yellow light left in the store, and the girl was sitting on the sofa with her back to the door.

At 8:50, footsteps were heard outside. The door was not locked, and the person raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

One light knock, two loud knocks, and after waiting for a few seconds, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"I'm here." Fu Yuan stood up from the sofa and saw that the man was still wearing a white coat. "Are you busy today?"

"Well, there is a patient who came here temporarily." Yan Yan reached out and took off his white coat and placed it on the chair next to him.

Fu Yuan nodded, said nothing more, and took the person to the compartment at the back.

There is a bed inside, surrounded by many flowers and surrounded by warm lights. The atmosphere is full and very suitable for taking pictures.

Yan Yan lay down on it.

The girl's slightly cool hands covered his eyes, and after a moment, he closed his eyes, breathing calmly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Yuan squatted beside the bed and looked at him quietly.

"Yan Yan."

No one responded to her.

She became bolder and gently stroked the man's cheek with her fingers, her eyes gentle.

"Yan Jiuting." She called him like this.

"I miss you so much." Every day.

"Are you doing well?" She was afraid that he was not doing well and that he was not happy.

"I will protect you well." She actually had many more things to say to him, but what she wanted to say most was, "You must be safe and live a long life."

The man looked peaceful in his sleep, and he looked very obedient with his eyes closed.

In the dark and narrow space, there were tiny specks of light floating in the air, and finally all of them poured into the man's body, instantly wiping away the tiredness on his face.

If Yan Yan was awake, he would see that the girl who was always well-behaved and cute in the past now had a gloomy expression, which was darker and colder than he had ever seen before. Her eyes were filled with a faint blue light, which was strange and inexplicable, and was really creepy at first glance.

It was an hour later when Yan Yan woke up again.

The lights outside were on, so he got up and walked out, and saw the girl sitting on a chair playing with her cell phone.

"You're awake." Hearing the footsteps, Fu Yuan immediately raised her head and looked at him with a smile, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"No." Yan Yan picked up the clothes on the back of the chair, with a hint of puzzlement in his tone, "I have never felt so good."

It was said to be a cure, but every time he came, he just took a nap, and the discomfort would be much better after waking up. He didn't know what method Fu Yuan used to achieve such a miraculous effect without any auxiliary treatment of drugs.

Fu Yuan closed the shop door, followed him to the car, and said cheerfully: "Congratulations, you won't suffer from insomnia during thunderstorms in the future."

After saying this, Yan Yan paused for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Are you completely healed?"

"Yes."

He seemed to be silent for a moment, and his voice became even lower: "Don't you need to come over again in the future?"

"Well, you don't need to come if you're well." Fu Yuan didn't notice anything was wrong with him and joked with him, "Do you still want your patients to come to you every day?"

Yan Yan was silent again.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to have any stance.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Yuan belatedly noticed his low mood and took two quick steps to stand in front of him. "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Yan Yan is an introverted person, or to put it bluntly, a taciturn person. He likes to keep many things in his heart, and even his friends and family say so.

"No." The man stared at her with his sparkling eyes and shook his head gently.

They soon got out of the alley. Qin Qi leaned against the car door and greeted Fu Yuan when he saw her coming.

When Yan Yan was about to get in the car, Fu Yuan called him, "A Yan."

Yan Yan was startled and looked back at her.

She seldom called him by his name, and this was the first time she called him like this.

Only my family members call me that.

The girl had a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, with pupils that were black and bright, as clean as a deer that had strayed into the woods. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at people, making her already childish facial features appear even more innocent and harmless.

"If you're not sick, we can still meet." She narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

Yan Yan's brain felt numb for a moment.

He thought: Fu Yuan might also be a very good psychologist, otherwise how could she be able to see through his thoughts every time.